A/N: WOOOT! FINALLY someone caught onto the whole 'no food' thing!you get lots of cookies for that one! The food issue will hopefully be answered in this chap! My muse for now is Lost Prophets….they make me happy…their still not as good as POE though….must…stop…rambiling….gaspgasp
Hermione groaned in torment as the world tried to suffocate her. Seriously..it is not supposed to be able to reach this temperature indoors…it was like an oven. She opened her eyes to stare at the upside down wall, feeling sweat drip from her forhead into her already soaking hair. She had dressed in nothing but a tank top and a pair of underwear, figuring it wouldn't kill Draco to see a pair of very modest Teenage mutant Ninja Turtle Undies, I mean, theres no way he could be that immature. Hermione pumped the fan in her hand as fast as she could cursing her parents for never buying those portable fans that you could plug into the wall and stand up in your living room. They said the were worried someone was going to get a finger chopped off one of these days…which considering Hermione's father, just might have been proved right. But hey, it's only a finger, he could've lived without a finger!
Hermione groaned again as the heat seemed to press in on her. If only she could open a window or something, but Nooooo according to Dumbledores rules, no windows, doors or anything else that could be seen from the outside was to be opened. Hermione's stomach groaned loudly as it reminded her of her lack of food for the past three days. She rolled to her feet, gripping the couch as a wave of dizzyness swamped her senses with all the blood rushing to her head. After it had faded, she truged into the Kitchen in hopes of the frige being miraculously full..which she knew it wouldn't be. She pulled the frige door open to reveal the bottle of Ketchup and the onion in all their glory. 'Hey, what the heck, I've eaten worse.' She shrugged and reached into the frige and pulled out the onion and ketchup, reaching up into the cabinents to retrieve a bowl and a knife. She sat down at the table, poored the remanding ketchup into the bowl, then began to cut up the onion in nice even slices. After that was done, she picked up a slice of onion, took a deep breath, then dipped it into the ketchup before quickly poping it into her mouth. She gave a few tenative chews, rolling the odd flavors around on her tounge, trying to make up her mind whether she liked it or not. Deciding that compared to nothing, it wasn't that bad, she continued to munch on the onions with ketchup, while fanner herself with her free hand.
Hermione looked up in time to see Draco plodding down the stairs in nothing but a towel wrapped tightly around her waste, and had to catch the piece of onion that had fallen out of her mouth before he noticed. "What the hell are you doing" the question caught her off guard, and she had to blink a couple of times before figuring out what he was talking about. "Um, I , well…was hungry, so I discovered this neat little combination of foods that actually don't taste that bad…" She gave a smile as she munched on yet another piece of onion and ketchup. Draco quirked an eyebrow at her before he too rummaged through the cabinets and the frige. "you do realise that that's our last source of food don't you" Hermione gave him yet another grin"Of course I do, lets just say that I have a theory about the food source."
She gave him a secretive smile before changing the subject. "So whats with the towel anyways" Draco gave her a haughty look before dipping a piece of onion in the ketchup and taking a bite. "not bad. I went up and took a cold shower, and didn't feel like getting dressed, Whats with the boy undies? Hermione rolled her eyes at him and swallowed her bite of onions before answering. "whats wrong with me wearing girls underwear, their by far more comfortable that girls undies." Draco, in a rare burst of humor, which Hermione blames completely on minor heat stroke answered "well, I'd have to agree with you on that one." He gave her a lopsided grin that to Hermione's dismay, made something deep inside her go…ooooh..drool. To cover up this traitorous feeling she gave a laugh and through a piece of onion at him. Draco caught the onion and popped it into his mouth, chewing loudly. While Hermione giggled and ate another piece as well. Much sooner than the two wouldve liked, the ketchup was gone, and very soon after, so was the onion. "Well, we are officially completely and utterly out of food" Hermione grinned broadly while a very confused Draco stared at her. "And that's a good thing why" He planted his hands on his hips, drawing Hermione's attention to a place she really really shouldn't be looking. She spun around quickly, making sure to hide the red that had spread to her cheaks. "well if my theory is correct then it is a good thing because" Hermione paused to pull open the frige, revealing a completely packed refridgerator. "We have now gotten a refill of supplys" She grinned from ear to ear triumphantly. While Draco's smile was cut short by Hermione's next statement.
"This time you get to cook."