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A/N: Hi again! Here's chapter 3, you probably won't have to wait long in between chapters because its summer and I have nothing else to do...except read 4 books, do a very long history assignment, and 30 hours of Christian service all for the hell some like to call school. But anyway, what better way to spend my time then writing a fic? I can't think of one. And thanks to everyone that reviewed I'm so happy LoL.
Summary: Will anyone wonder where Draco and Hermione are? How will they stand having to be with each other for so long? Why is Dumbledore acting so suspicious and just who is he talking to?
Chapter 3: Questionable Characters and Astonishing Actions
Harry and Ron waved goodbye to Hermione as she headed for the library. "That girl works way too hard." They soon finished their lunch, and headed to their next class, Charms. Believing Hermione had just lost track of time, they weren't too worried when she wasn't in that class. But when she wasn't anywhere to be found for the rest of their classes, in the common room, or at dinner, Harry and Ron were distraught. "Harry, where can she possibly be? She's not even in the library!"
"I don't know Ron, this isn't like Hermione. She wouldn't just decide to skip classes for the rest of the day, and even if she did, she would tell us."
"I think we should go to Dumbledore."
"Good idea, let's go." They hurriedly made their way to the Headmaster's office, and were puzzled to see that it looked like he had expected them to be there.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what can I do for you?"
Harry explained the situation, "Professor Dumbledore sir, at lunch Hermione said she was going to the library, but she hasn't been to any of her classes, and she's not anywhere in Gryffindor.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about Ms. Granger, I have sent her, as well as Mr. Malfoy on a 'special secret assignment' for me. Now, don't worry, she can take care of herself. They should be back soon, but I'm not quite sure how long it's going to take. Now why don't you go back to your common room, it's almost time for curfew."
Harry and Ron looked apprehensive, but were sure Dumbledore knew what he was talking about, so they followed his instructions and were more at ease knowing that Hermione was at least all right. As soon as the two students had left, a fair, incandescent, dark-haired woman emerged through his wall.
"Sir, I hate to bother you like this but..."the ethereal figure started.
"No need to worry Ro, I'm quite aware about the whole situation. I was upset at first, but now I see it as way of possibly ending this ongoing house rivalry. You just tell the others not to fret, and see if you can help those two along."
"Alright, whatever you say sir." Dumbledore sat back down at his desk, a pleased expression on his face and that oh-so-familiar twinkle in his eye.
The next morning, Hermione was awoken by sunlight streaming through the only window in their 'confinement'. She was startled upon opening her eyes and seeing Draco staring at her. "What are you doing Malfoy?"
"I was waiting for you to wake up. It's about time."
"Why would you care?" "Because you need to find a way out of here."
"Why should I be the one to do it? If you want to find a means of escape so badly, you can figure it out yourself.
"Nuican", he muttered incoherently.
"Excuse me?" she replied wondering what on earth he had just said.
"I said no I can't ok. Are you happy? I've tried everything I can possibly think of and nothing is working. The room seems to have some kind of dumb force around it. The only spells I can perform are 'Accio' and 'Lumos' and I'm thoroughly fed up with having objects hurtled into the room out of nowhere and landing on top of me." he shouted at her. It was then that she noticed the pile of clothes, books, and other various objects he had magically brought into the room.
"Hey, you brought some of my clothes, too. Why?" Hermione said confused by his actions.
"Yeah well, I do have to share this place with you, and I'd rather not have it smelling wretched in here because you didn't have anything to change in to." he replied.
"Um, well, thanks, I think."
"Whatever" Draco said as he went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Neither of them noticed the rings start to turn a dark pinkish color.
The rest of the morning was spent in absolute quiet as they both mused about the predicament they were in. Hermione was the first one to break the silence. "How long do you think we'll be in here?" "The living conditions are pretty reasonable, so I'd think it would be a while, lucky for me."
"Are you always this pessimistic?"
"Only when I'm around people that make me miserable" he retorted. Just then Draco shot out of his seat with a triumphant look on his face, satisfied that he knew something Granger didn't. "I got it! When I first looked at the ring, there was an inscription on it, but I couldn't read what it said. I bet that's the answer to get out of this hellhole. Accio magnifying glass."
"Why didn't you tell me that sooner?"
"I'm sorry being around mudbloods for too long isn't good for my memory." He looked at the ring under the magnifying glass and read the tiny print around the edge. "Oh, well that helps a lot."
"What does it say?"
"It says 'When blue is the color you will discover the key to freedom.' What on bloody earth has to be blue, because I'm feeling completely blue right about now."
"Let me see it, maybe you read it wrong."
Draco was beginning to get aggravated. "Look, you may be better and able to do more spells than I can, but I think I know how to read!" as soon as the words came out of his mouth he realized the serious mistake he had made. 'Oh no.' he thought, 'Here it comes.'
"What did you just say Malfoy?" a stunned Hermione questioned.
"Nothing, forget it, mind your own business."
"No, you said that I knew how to do magic better than you. Admit it." Hermione was growing more amused at this remark by the minute. "Come on Malfoy, you said it, you said that I, who to you is just 'a little mudblood' could perform spells better than you could. You know it's true Malfoy." She was taunting him now. In her eyes it was the ultimate retribution.
"Fine! All right, fine! Everyone knows that you're a flawless know it all who always gets perfect grades. But that doesn't prove anything. Can we just drop it?" he bellowed, fuming with anger and frustration at not only Granger, but also himself.
"Wow, sorry, I didn't think you were so touchy." This was they're only conversation for the rest of the day.
Four days later, things weren't looking much better for the two trapped enemies. They hadn't argued much, but their conversations were at a minimum as well. Hermione was sitting on what she had claimed as 'her' couch reading a book she had found when all of a sudden a row of books came plunging down toward her.
Draco who had been in the bathroom, opened the door and saw the whole scene. "Hermione, watch out!" he warned just in time as the books toppled over and Hermione quickly leapt out of the way. He hurried over to where she was now lying on the floor. "Are you ok? Did you get hurt?" he asked surprisingly concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little shocked though."
"Did that scare you that much?"
"Not as much as you calling me Hermione." she teased.
"Well don't worry, I'll try not to let it happen again, Granger" he replied, with the first genuine smile Hermione had ever seen from him. Their rings now had changed to a light pink color, but of course, again, neither of them noticed.
"I guess we'd better put these away" she stated as she began picking up the fallen books."
After they had all been put away, Hermione noticed one book mysteriously lying open to a page in the spot she had been sitting a while before. She read aloud some of what was on the page. "Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them? Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship-never. Similarities create friendships while differences hold them together. Never do a wrong thing to make a friend or to keep one."
"Um, Granger, I always knew you were daft, but I didn't think you'd go so far as to have conversations with your little 'friends' there. I believe you'd be doing a favor for the both of us if you kept your psychotic discussions private."
"That doesn't even deserve a response. Here look, this was lying over here open to this page."
Draco quickly scanned the page with a confused look on his face. "So? It's a book of corny friendship quotes, what's the big deal?"
"The big deal is, how did it end up here? We put all the books away, and none of them were on this couch."
"Well, you could have been mistaken." Suddenly the book snapped shut and floated back to the shelf. "Or, maybe not." he said with a dazed, and slightly frightened expression on his face. Hermione looked ready to pass out.
"Alright Malfoy, if you did that just to scare me, it wasn't funny."
"Why do you always blame me? The book was in MY hand. And did you see me with my wand just now? I didn't think so."
"I do not have a good feeling about this. " Hermione replied warily as she sat down again, and continued her reading. Draco was wondering why he was being so friendly all of a sudden. 'Why did I help her, and why did I call her Hermione? She's just a piece of worthless Mugglebo....mudblood filth'. But Draco felt guilty as soon as he even thought these words. 'But why? What is wrong with me?' With this he went over to the bookshelf to find something to read as well, but only to keep his thoughts from wandering again. Hermione too was wondering what had caused Draco's actions. 'Draco? Where did that come from?' Was it possible that he actually had feelings and thoughts about other people? Was being in here changing his attitude at all? 'Nah, of course not.' But Hermione still couldn't help contemplating it as she tried to focus on her book.
That same day Dumbledore had called a meeting for all the teachers. He explained the whole situation to them as well so they wouldn't be wondering where two of their students were.
"Albus, you really believe this will end the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin?" asked an uncertain Professor McGonnagall.
"I really hope it will Minerva, and if anyone can end this silly opposition, I'm sure it's these two. Once their minds are made up, they can be quite stubborn." He said while chuckling.
"This is ludicrous." Came Professor Snape's reply. "They despise each other. It'll never work."
"Well, I think it has a good probability of working," said an optimistic Professor Flitwick.
"Well", continued the hopeful Headmaster, "All we can do is wait and trust that it does."
A/N: The order of the quotes are by: Abraham Lincoln, Charles Caleb Colton, Unknown, and Robert E. Lee. Ok, hope you liked it and remember reviews make me happy, and they're my encouragement to write more hehe. ;o) I hope inspiration comes because I'm having a little bit of writers block. I'm guessing the next chapter will be out tomorrow or the next day. Bye! ~SweetWater~
A/N: Hi again! Here's chapter 3, you probably won't have to wait long in between chapters because its summer and I have nothing else to do...except read 4 books, do a very long history assignment, and 30 hours of Christian service all for the hell some like to call school. But anyway, what better way to spend my time then writing a fic? I can't think of one. And thanks to everyone that reviewed I'm so happy LoL.
Summary: Will anyone wonder where Draco and Hermione are? How will they stand having to be with each other for so long? Why is Dumbledore acting so suspicious and just who is he talking to?
Chapter 3: Questionable Characters and Astonishing Actions
Harry and Ron waved goodbye to Hermione as she headed for the library. "That girl works way too hard." They soon finished their lunch, and headed to their next class, Charms. Believing Hermione had just lost track of time, they weren't too worried when she wasn't in that class. But when she wasn't anywhere to be found for the rest of their classes, in the common room, or at dinner, Harry and Ron were distraught. "Harry, where can she possibly be? She's not even in the library!"
"I don't know Ron, this isn't like Hermione. She wouldn't just decide to skip classes for the rest of the day, and even if she did, she would tell us."
"I think we should go to Dumbledore."
"Good idea, let's go." They hurriedly made their way to the Headmaster's office, and were puzzled to see that it looked like he had expected them to be there.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what can I do for you?"
Harry explained the situation, "Professor Dumbledore sir, at lunch Hermione said she was going to the library, but she hasn't been to any of her classes, and she's not anywhere in Gryffindor.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about Ms. Granger, I have sent her, as well as Mr. Malfoy on a 'special secret assignment' for me. Now, don't worry, she can take care of herself. They should be back soon, but I'm not quite sure how long it's going to take. Now why don't you go back to your common room, it's almost time for curfew."
Harry and Ron looked apprehensive, but were sure Dumbledore knew what he was talking about, so they followed his instructions and were more at ease knowing that Hermione was at least all right. As soon as the two students had left, a fair, incandescent, dark-haired woman emerged through his wall.
"Sir, I hate to bother you like this but..."the ethereal figure started.
"No need to worry Ro, I'm quite aware about the whole situation. I was upset at first, but now I see it as way of possibly ending this ongoing house rivalry. You just tell the others not to fret, and see if you can help those two along."
"Alright, whatever you say sir." Dumbledore sat back down at his desk, a pleased expression on his face and that oh-so-familiar twinkle in his eye.
The next morning, Hermione was awoken by sunlight streaming through the only window in their 'confinement'. She was startled upon opening her eyes and seeing Draco staring at her. "What are you doing Malfoy?"
"I was waiting for you to wake up. It's about time."
"Why would you care?" "Because you need to find a way out of here."
"Why should I be the one to do it? If you want to find a means of escape so badly, you can figure it out yourself.
"Nuican", he muttered incoherently.
"Excuse me?" she replied wondering what on earth he had just said.
"I said no I can't ok. Are you happy? I've tried everything I can possibly think of and nothing is working. The room seems to have some kind of dumb force around it. The only spells I can perform are 'Accio' and 'Lumos' and I'm thoroughly fed up with having objects hurtled into the room out of nowhere and landing on top of me." he shouted at her. It was then that she noticed the pile of clothes, books, and other various objects he had magically brought into the room.
"Hey, you brought some of my clothes, too. Why?" Hermione said confused by his actions.
"Yeah well, I do have to share this place with you, and I'd rather not have it smelling wretched in here because you didn't have anything to change in to." he replied.
"Um, well, thanks, I think."
"Whatever" Draco said as he went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Neither of them noticed the rings start to turn a dark pinkish color.
The rest of the morning was spent in absolute quiet as they both mused about the predicament they were in. Hermione was the first one to break the silence. "How long do you think we'll be in here?" "The living conditions are pretty reasonable, so I'd think it would be a while, lucky for me."
"Are you always this pessimistic?"
"Only when I'm around people that make me miserable" he retorted. Just then Draco shot out of his seat with a triumphant look on his face, satisfied that he knew something Granger didn't. "I got it! When I first looked at the ring, there was an inscription on it, but I couldn't read what it said. I bet that's the answer to get out of this hellhole. Accio magnifying glass."
"Why didn't you tell me that sooner?"
"I'm sorry being around mudbloods for too long isn't good for my memory." He looked at the ring under the magnifying glass and read the tiny print around the edge. "Oh, well that helps a lot."
"What does it say?"
"It says 'When blue is the color you will discover the key to freedom.' What on bloody earth has to be blue, because I'm feeling completely blue right about now."
"Let me see it, maybe you read it wrong."
Draco was beginning to get aggravated. "Look, you may be better and able to do more spells than I can, but I think I know how to read!" as soon as the words came out of his mouth he realized the serious mistake he had made. 'Oh no.' he thought, 'Here it comes.'
"What did you just say Malfoy?" a stunned Hermione questioned.
"Nothing, forget it, mind your own business."
"No, you said that I knew how to do magic better than you. Admit it." Hermione was growing more amused at this remark by the minute. "Come on Malfoy, you said it, you said that I, who to you is just 'a little mudblood' could perform spells better than you could. You know it's true Malfoy." She was taunting him now. In her eyes it was the ultimate retribution.
"Fine! All right, fine! Everyone knows that you're a flawless know it all who always gets perfect grades. But that doesn't prove anything. Can we just drop it?" he bellowed, fuming with anger and frustration at not only Granger, but also himself.
"Wow, sorry, I didn't think you were so touchy." This was they're only conversation for the rest of the day.
Four days later, things weren't looking much better for the two trapped enemies. They hadn't argued much, but their conversations were at a minimum as well. Hermione was sitting on what she had claimed as 'her' couch reading a book she had found when all of a sudden a row of books came plunging down toward her.
Draco who had been in the bathroom, opened the door and saw the whole scene. "Hermione, watch out!" he warned just in time as the books toppled over and Hermione quickly leapt out of the way. He hurried over to where she was now lying on the floor. "Are you ok? Did you get hurt?" he asked surprisingly concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little shocked though."
"Did that scare you that much?"
"Not as much as you calling me Hermione." she teased.
"Well don't worry, I'll try not to let it happen again, Granger" he replied, with the first genuine smile Hermione had ever seen from him. Their rings now had changed to a light pink color, but of course, again, neither of them noticed.
"I guess we'd better put these away" she stated as she began picking up the fallen books."
After they had all been put away, Hermione noticed one book mysteriously lying open to a page in the spot she had been sitting a while before. She read aloud some of what was on the page. "Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them? Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship-never. Similarities create friendships while differences hold them together. Never do a wrong thing to make a friend or to keep one."
"Um, Granger, I always knew you were daft, but I didn't think you'd go so far as to have conversations with your little 'friends' there. I believe you'd be doing a favor for the both of us if you kept your psychotic discussions private."
"That doesn't even deserve a response. Here look, this was lying over here open to this page."
Draco quickly scanned the page with a confused look on his face. "So? It's a book of corny friendship quotes, what's the big deal?"
"The big deal is, how did it end up here? We put all the books away, and none of them were on this couch."
"Well, you could have been mistaken." Suddenly the book snapped shut and floated back to the shelf. "Or, maybe not." he said with a dazed, and slightly frightened expression on his face. Hermione looked ready to pass out.
"Alright Malfoy, if you did that just to scare me, it wasn't funny."
"Why do you always blame me? The book was in MY hand. And did you see me with my wand just now? I didn't think so."
"I do not have a good feeling about this. " Hermione replied warily as she sat down again, and continued her reading. Draco was wondering why he was being so friendly all of a sudden. 'Why did I help her, and why did I call her Hermione? She's just a piece of worthless Mugglebo....mudblood filth'. But Draco felt guilty as soon as he even thought these words. 'But why? What is wrong with me?' With this he went over to the bookshelf to find something to read as well, but only to keep his thoughts from wandering again. Hermione too was wondering what had caused Draco's actions. 'Draco? Where did that come from?' Was it possible that he actually had feelings and thoughts about other people? Was being in here changing his attitude at all? 'Nah, of course not.' But Hermione still couldn't help contemplating it as she tried to focus on her book.
That same day Dumbledore had called a meeting for all the teachers. He explained the whole situation to them as well so they wouldn't be wondering where two of their students were.
"Albus, you really believe this will end the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin?" asked an uncertain Professor McGonnagall.
"I really hope it will Minerva, and if anyone can end this silly opposition, I'm sure it's these two. Once their minds are made up, they can be quite stubborn." He said while chuckling.
"This is ludicrous." Came Professor Snape's reply. "They despise each other. It'll never work."
"Well, I think it has a good probability of working," said an optimistic Professor Flitwick.
"Well", continued the hopeful Headmaster, "All we can do is wait and trust that it does."
A/N: The order of the quotes are by: Abraham Lincoln, Charles Caleb Colton, Unknown, and Robert E. Lee. Ok, hope you liked it and remember reviews make me happy, and they're my encouragement to write more hehe. ;o) I hope inspiration comes because I'm having a little bit of writers block. I'm guessing the next chapter will be out tomorrow or the next day. Bye! ~SweetWater~