Tango Takes Two
Chapter 2: Blackmail and Bobbysocks
"Oooh! Hermione you are soo lucky! He is such a hunk!" Lavender starred dreamy eyed over at the Slytherin table. Hermione just rolled her eyes in reply,
"Yeah a hunk of sod for brains." Professor Parlink overheard the conversation and journeyed to their table, her eyes bright and cherry.
"Hello Gryffindors! How are you guys and gals today?" her green eyes landed on Hermione, "and how is our head girl? Ready to dance the day away I hope!" Hermione rolled her eyes once more, and plopped her head down on the table,
"I'm more ready to pick a fight with Vol- You-know-who with out my wand, than to dance with that git again." Professor Parlink smiled and laughed lightly,
"Oh my dear Ms. Granger, you don't mean that. Mr. Malfoy cannot be that bad. With a little practice you two could go to the championships! I see potential in you two as dance partners!"
"The only potential you'll see in us, Professor is the potential to spit insults back and forth." Sneered a rather uppity Slytherin from behind her. Marie Parlink turned around and brushed her index finger across the older Slytherin's nose.
"Oh Mr. Malfoy, get a heart. Even you have to admit you two were the best dancers out there after you stopped spitting insults back and forth." Ron leaned in and whispered to Harry,
"Malfoy..get a heart? Yeah right, that's like telling the fat lady to eat some more." Harry snickered and turned his attention away from the trio, and back to his lunch. Marie clapped her hands and smiled,
"Well. I'll be seeing you two after lunch. Don't eat too much or you'll get sick." Hermione in took a deep breath, and reached down to pick up a book that had fallen off the table between the time of them talking. Unfortunately Draco got to it first.
"I'll think I'll keep this book, Mudblood. As punishment." Draco sneered pocketing the book in his bag. Hermione scowled, and clenched her wand tightly in her hand restraining herself from hexing him to oblivion.
"Punishment? Isn't dancing with YOU punishment enough for me?" Hermione gathered the remaining books and swung her knapsack over her shoulder, and without glancing at Draco, she headed out of the Great Hall. Draco smirked after her departure, and looked at the cover of the book he grabbed.
'Hermione Granger's Journal.' Was written in gold ink on the mauve leather cover. Draco surpressed an evil laugh, this was perfect blackmail. With a confident sway he ventured back over to his own table. Ron, who was watching the entire scene, leaned over to Harry.
"Hey Harry?"
"Yeah mate?"
"Did you just see that look on ferret boy's face?" Harry raised an eyebrow,
"No, why?"
"Just wondering. It was scary." Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"He's just probably plotting of a way to get Professor Parlink fired." Ron nodded,
"Yeah, That's probably it..." He stayed quiet for a moment, "Still...it was scary." ---- Hermione sat her bag down on her nightstand, and lit her candles in her room. "Finally, a moment to myself! I can write in my journal I haven't written in it in awhile. I've been depriving myself of literatural knowledge!" She reached over to her nightstand, and rummaged through her books. "Well where is it?" her eyebrows knotted in confusion. She picked her knapsack up and placed it in her lap. "I know I put it in here!" Reality struck her when the scene of Draco taking her book rewound in her mind....
She screamed.... ------****----*** Draco dropped his book bag near his door and laid himself down on his bed. At first he laid on his back and starred up at the ceiling. Then he remembered her journal. Smirking Draco glanced at his bag and rushed to go get it. "Haha..I wondered what kind of secrets the Muggle has in here...her secret love confessions to Potty, or her dilemma of telling Weasel she don't love him." He thought a minute. "Maybe I don't want to read that.." he thought again for a second. "Or maybe, She has something really good that I could use as proof to get her in trouble." He flipped open to the first page.
September 7th Journal, Today is my first day back to Hogwarts. I received this journal as an early birthday gift from mum and dad. It's my 7th year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry...
Draco skimmed over the uninteresting stuff about her, Harry, and Ron met, but stopped when he saw his name mentioned. Malfoy is such an annoying git. I think he devotes his life to making mine miserable. No, go back I don't think I know he does. I mean....*rolls eyes* Whatever, he uses the same insults over and over again, it doesn't hurt anymore nor does it affect me. You know, if he wasn't such an insufferable, arrogant, conceded, Slytherin arse I might think he is cute.
Draco smirked re-reading those last words 'might think he's cute'. He propped himself up on his headboard, and continued reading. "This is going to be interesting.." ---**-- "Hermione! Hermione calm down! It's going to be alright, I mean it's you. You're smart enough not to put any real terrible ruin your life secrets in a book that doesn't even have a lock!" Ron said fanning her with another book. (a/n: talk about deja vu) Hermione let out a nervous laugh, Ron was so wrong she had all her personal secrets in there. Including her bra and panties size. Harry lifted Hermione out of her stumpy mood with a chocolate frog and pepper up potion. "Now, Now..Come on its time for Professor Parlink's class." Hermione slumped back down on the couch.
"Oh yay..." --***---
Professor Parlink walked along Professor Snape to her classroom. "I'm so overjoyed you, decided to overlook my class with me today Severus!" Snape rolled his eyes and held up a hand to rub at his temple.
"Something tells me this is going to be a long class period." Both Professors's entered when the class was rowdy, upon seeing Snape the class erupted in a fit of whispers. Clenching his teeth together Snape bit back a urge to hex them all. Clapping her hands Professor Parlink silenced the class.
"Alright children, today I have a surprise for you." She reached behind her and grabbed a box of something. Ripping it open she pulled out a pair of long white bobby socks. The muggleborns all erupted in laughter and smiled at each other, while the others looked at the socks like they were mutated. Professor Parlink smiled, "These are what muggles call bobby socks, they were worn in the 19-"Hermione raised her hand.
"Yes, Ms. Granger?" Hermione beamed brightly before answering,
"Pardon me Professor but the sock, goes on your foot, not on your arm." Professor Parlink turned a small shade of crimson, but smiled.
"Yes, I suppose you're right." She looked around. "Professor Snape, would you assist me for a moment." Snape, who was leaning up against a wall with his eyes shut, sneered and slowly walked over to the junior Professor. Parlink placed her hand on his shoulder and balanced herself out so she could remove her shoe and place on the sock. "Their students see how they are worn. Now everyone is going to get a pair to wear, to get in the muggle spirit while we dance!" Snape let out a choked laugh at the students in their socks. Marie smiled at Snape. "Oh Severus...here's your pair." Snape growled and refused to put them on. A newly appeared Dumbledore ushered him on.
"Go on Severus! They are quite fun!" he wiggled his toes in the socks and let out a jolly laugh. "Oh how I do love muggle stuff!" Hermione giggled at Dumbledore's actions and walked over by Draco.
"You want to hear the funny thing, Malfoy?" She sneered at the Slytherin who was having trouble getting his 'damn socks' on. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Can't you see I'm busy granger? You and your people's stupid traditions!" Hermione placed her hands on her hips.
"Fine Malfoy, be that way, I was just going to tell you I found a way you can get out of wearing those but never mind." Draco turned his attention back to her.
"Speak."
"I'm not a dog!"
"Granger, quit testing my patience!" Hermione laughed,
"Give me back my journal.." Malfoy smirked for a minute remembering what he read,
"Fine."
"Promise?"
"Fine, Whatever.."
"Say you promise!"
"Granger!"
"Alright Alright.."
"Well..?"
"Boys aren't suppose to wear them. You see they were popular back in the-"
"Professor!!" Draco interrupted Hermione while jumping up and down. "Professor Parlink! I say we do not have to wear these mud-Granger here says that the girls are only suppose to wear them!" Professor Parlink turned to Hermione,
"Oh, Hermione..is this true?" She looked rather flushed and this time truly embarrassed. Snape started to get an evil grin and whispered something along the lines of, 'Good going Professor.' Into her ear. Marie blushed even harder and laughed it off. "So sorry about the mix up, I'm a bit new to this muggle stuff as well...I knew I should of paid more attention to my headmaster. I was a Gryffindor you know best in m-" Draco rolled his eyes,
"Professor can we just get this bloody lesson over already!" Professor Parlink clapped her hands.
"Right you are, Mr. Malfoy. Alright Partners together." Draco about tore Hermione's arm off dragging her off to the dance floor.
"Oh by the way Granger...I did read some of your journal. Interesting I must say. And I'm not giving it back."
---**---** oh...Cliffy!!! What's Hermione's reaction going to be! How's the bobby socks going to come into affect? Stay tuned and find out. Oh, and please review!
Chapter 2: Blackmail and Bobbysocks
"Oooh! Hermione you are soo lucky! He is such a hunk!" Lavender starred dreamy eyed over at the Slytherin table. Hermione just rolled her eyes in reply,
"Yeah a hunk of sod for brains." Professor Parlink overheard the conversation and journeyed to their table, her eyes bright and cherry.
"Hello Gryffindors! How are you guys and gals today?" her green eyes landed on Hermione, "and how is our head girl? Ready to dance the day away I hope!" Hermione rolled her eyes once more, and plopped her head down on the table,
"I'm more ready to pick a fight with Vol- You-know-who with out my wand, than to dance with that git again." Professor Parlink smiled and laughed lightly,
"Oh my dear Ms. Granger, you don't mean that. Mr. Malfoy cannot be that bad. With a little practice you two could go to the championships! I see potential in you two as dance partners!"
"The only potential you'll see in us, Professor is the potential to spit insults back and forth." Sneered a rather uppity Slytherin from behind her. Marie Parlink turned around and brushed her index finger across the older Slytherin's nose.
"Oh Mr. Malfoy, get a heart. Even you have to admit you two were the best dancers out there after you stopped spitting insults back and forth." Ron leaned in and whispered to Harry,
"Malfoy..get a heart? Yeah right, that's like telling the fat lady to eat some more." Harry snickered and turned his attention away from the trio, and back to his lunch. Marie clapped her hands and smiled,
"Well. I'll be seeing you two after lunch. Don't eat too much or you'll get sick." Hermione in took a deep breath, and reached down to pick up a book that had fallen off the table between the time of them talking. Unfortunately Draco got to it first.
"I'll think I'll keep this book, Mudblood. As punishment." Draco sneered pocketing the book in his bag. Hermione scowled, and clenched her wand tightly in her hand restraining herself from hexing him to oblivion.
"Punishment? Isn't dancing with YOU punishment enough for me?" Hermione gathered the remaining books and swung her knapsack over her shoulder, and without glancing at Draco, she headed out of the Great Hall. Draco smirked after her departure, and looked at the cover of the book he grabbed.
'Hermione Granger's Journal.' Was written in gold ink on the mauve leather cover. Draco surpressed an evil laugh, this was perfect blackmail. With a confident sway he ventured back over to his own table. Ron, who was watching the entire scene, leaned over to Harry.
"Hey Harry?"
"Yeah mate?"
"Did you just see that look on ferret boy's face?" Harry raised an eyebrow,
"No, why?"
"Just wondering. It was scary." Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"He's just probably plotting of a way to get Professor Parlink fired." Ron nodded,
"Yeah, That's probably it..." He stayed quiet for a moment, "Still...it was scary." ---- Hermione sat her bag down on her nightstand, and lit her candles in her room. "Finally, a moment to myself! I can write in my journal I haven't written in it in awhile. I've been depriving myself of literatural knowledge!" She reached over to her nightstand, and rummaged through her books. "Well where is it?" her eyebrows knotted in confusion. She picked her knapsack up and placed it in her lap. "I know I put it in here!" Reality struck her when the scene of Draco taking her book rewound in her mind....
She screamed.... ------****----*** Draco dropped his book bag near his door and laid himself down on his bed. At first he laid on his back and starred up at the ceiling. Then he remembered her journal. Smirking Draco glanced at his bag and rushed to go get it. "Haha..I wondered what kind of secrets the Muggle has in here...her secret love confessions to Potty, or her dilemma of telling Weasel she don't love him." He thought a minute. "Maybe I don't want to read that.." he thought again for a second. "Or maybe, She has something really good that I could use as proof to get her in trouble." He flipped open to the first page.
September 7th Journal, Today is my first day back to Hogwarts. I received this journal as an early birthday gift from mum and dad. It's my 7th year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry...
Draco skimmed over the uninteresting stuff about her, Harry, and Ron met, but stopped when he saw his name mentioned. Malfoy is such an annoying git. I think he devotes his life to making mine miserable. No, go back I don't think I know he does. I mean....*rolls eyes* Whatever, he uses the same insults over and over again, it doesn't hurt anymore nor does it affect me. You know, if he wasn't such an insufferable, arrogant, conceded, Slytherin arse I might think he is cute.
Draco smirked re-reading those last words 'might think he's cute'. He propped himself up on his headboard, and continued reading. "This is going to be interesting.." ---**-- "Hermione! Hermione calm down! It's going to be alright, I mean it's you. You're smart enough not to put any real terrible ruin your life secrets in a book that doesn't even have a lock!" Ron said fanning her with another book. (a/n: talk about deja vu) Hermione let out a nervous laugh, Ron was so wrong she had all her personal secrets in there. Including her bra and panties size. Harry lifted Hermione out of her stumpy mood with a chocolate frog and pepper up potion. "Now, Now..Come on its time for Professor Parlink's class." Hermione slumped back down on the couch.
"Oh yay..." --***---
Professor Parlink walked along Professor Snape to her classroom. "I'm so overjoyed you, decided to overlook my class with me today Severus!" Snape rolled his eyes and held up a hand to rub at his temple.
"Something tells me this is going to be a long class period." Both Professors's entered when the class was rowdy, upon seeing Snape the class erupted in a fit of whispers. Clenching his teeth together Snape bit back a urge to hex them all. Clapping her hands Professor Parlink silenced the class.
"Alright children, today I have a surprise for you." She reached behind her and grabbed a box of something. Ripping it open she pulled out a pair of long white bobby socks. The muggleborns all erupted in laughter and smiled at each other, while the others looked at the socks like they were mutated. Professor Parlink smiled, "These are what muggles call bobby socks, they were worn in the 19-"Hermione raised her hand.
"Yes, Ms. Granger?" Hermione beamed brightly before answering,
"Pardon me Professor but the sock, goes on your foot, not on your arm." Professor Parlink turned a small shade of crimson, but smiled.
"Yes, I suppose you're right." She looked around. "Professor Snape, would you assist me for a moment." Snape, who was leaning up against a wall with his eyes shut, sneered and slowly walked over to the junior Professor. Parlink placed her hand on his shoulder and balanced herself out so she could remove her shoe and place on the sock. "Their students see how they are worn. Now everyone is going to get a pair to wear, to get in the muggle spirit while we dance!" Snape let out a choked laugh at the students in their socks. Marie smiled at Snape. "Oh Severus...here's your pair." Snape growled and refused to put them on. A newly appeared Dumbledore ushered him on.
"Go on Severus! They are quite fun!" he wiggled his toes in the socks and let out a jolly laugh. "Oh how I do love muggle stuff!" Hermione giggled at Dumbledore's actions and walked over by Draco.
"You want to hear the funny thing, Malfoy?" She sneered at the Slytherin who was having trouble getting his 'damn socks' on. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Can't you see I'm busy granger? You and your people's stupid traditions!" Hermione placed her hands on her hips.
"Fine Malfoy, be that way, I was just going to tell you I found a way you can get out of wearing those but never mind." Draco turned his attention back to her.
"Speak."
"I'm not a dog!"
"Granger, quit testing my patience!" Hermione laughed,
"Give me back my journal.." Malfoy smirked for a minute remembering what he read,
"Fine."
"Promise?"
"Fine, Whatever.."
"Say you promise!"
"Granger!"
"Alright Alright.."
"Well..?"
"Boys aren't suppose to wear them. You see they were popular back in the-"
"Professor!!" Draco interrupted Hermione while jumping up and down. "Professor Parlink! I say we do not have to wear these mud-Granger here says that the girls are only suppose to wear them!" Professor Parlink turned to Hermione,
"Oh, Hermione..is this true?" She looked rather flushed and this time truly embarrassed. Snape started to get an evil grin and whispered something along the lines of, 'Good going Professor.' Into her ear. Marie blushed even harder and laughed it off. "So sorry about the mix up, I'm a bit new to this muggle stuff as well...I knew I should of paid more attention to my headmaster. I was a Gryffindor you know best in m-" Draco rolled his eyes,
"Professor can we just get this bloody lesson over already!" Professor Parlink clapped her hands.
"Right you are, Mr. Malfoy. Alright Partners together." Draco about tore Hermione's arm off dragging her off to the dance floor.
"Oh by the way Granger...I did read some of your journal. Interesting I must say. And I'm not giving it back."
---**---** oh...Cliffy!!! What's Hermione's reaction going to be! How's the bobby socks going to come into affect? Stay tuned and find out. Oh, and please review!