Hermione laughed at Harry and Ron while they argued over a game of chess. Ginny handed her the fudge chunk ice cream she'd been reaching for.
"Thanks" she smiled. Hermione had read that during pregnancy a woman would crave a particular type of food in vast amounts. Fudge, it appeared, was that food. As she looked up she saw Draco heading her way with a small bulky package wrapped in brown paper. He sat down next to her grinning as he handed it to her.
"What is it?" she asked looking it over.
"Just open it" he looked at her expectantly as she pulled off the paper to see a small baby's pajamas with a little quiditch emblem on it. Hermione frowned.
"What's this for?" she asked looking upset.
Draco laughed "The baby you silly thing, surely you didn't think it was mine."
"Quiditch?" she murmured "Why quiditch?"
"Well, Hermione I just want-"
"To let me know how much you wanted a boy instead!" she choked furiously. Suddenly she stood up and stormed out crying angrily. Ginny looked up at Draco in surprise, but when she saw Hermione running off she narrowed her eyes.
"What did you do?" she snapped.
"Nothing! Or I don't think I did anything anyway… NO really!" Draco said in an exasperated tone as Ginny looked at him skeptically.
"Women" Draco muttered with a sigh as he quietly walked the dungeon hallways. He looked sadly down at the footie pajama in his hands. Why had she gotten so upset?
"Troubles Mr. Malfoy?" a voice behind him asked quietly. Draco turned to see Snape in the Doorway of his office.
"Yes sir. Do you think I could ask you for some advise?" Draco asked nervously.
"You could ask." Snape responded simply.
"Erm… sir…"
"Just come in."
Draco followed Snape into a room with stone walls and floors. A rough wood table with overflowing rolls of parchment, a quill, and a glass bottle of black ink sat with two elegant chairs that hardly seemed to fit it. Other than the table and chairs the only other item in the room were a large majestic fireplace so huge that he could easily stand in the domed from of it and still be comfortable if it weren't for the tall blazing fire. The bottom of the curved limestone mantle was level with Draco's eyes and the fire place itself had a large number of decorative carvings on it many of which were snakes and dragons. It struck Draco as odd that a thing so beautiful could be built in such an ungraceful room amongst the other dungeons.
"Now what is it Mr. Malfoy that's got you sulking around over baby's clothing." Snape asked gesturing for Draco to take a seat across the table from him. So Draco explained what had just happened in the great hall. He wasn't sure about the reaction he'd expected, but Snape smirking and shrugging certainly wasn't it.
"Girls at that age are odd and difficult to predict sometimes, but I promise you that if you go try to talk to her kindly about it she'll be fine, she might even cry."
Draco shook his head "You don't get it, putting up with someone so hormonal and crazy!"
Snape rose his eyebrow at Draco "Don't question me when I claim to know what I'm talking about because chances are… I actually know what I'm talking about Mr. Malfoy." He smirked "Trust me".
Draco finally spotted Hermione standing alone nervously in the entrance hallway. Draco started towards her with his confident Malfoy stride. He couldn't screw up; he had to talk her back down. Confident. Confident.
Confident. He took a full breath "Hermione you-"
"Completely over reacted! I know!" she threw her arms around him "I'm so sorry!" she started tearing up "I don't know what's come over me lately!"
"I, well…" He wrapped his arms around her awkwardly around her and patted her on the back "It's alright" he told her gently while she cried into his shoulder 'Snape's a bloody genius.' Draco smiled.
Dracosat smirking at the Slytherin table feeling much more confident with Snape's advise guiding him. Still Draco had to wonder how he had hit the situation right on the head. He felt personally he was lucky it was working. After all what were the odds that Snape would know a girl more messed up than Hermione. Breakfast continued normally until the mail came and along with the hundreds of owls came …
"Demon girl!" Draco choked, intentionally slouching in his seat.
Sure enough, at the entrance of the great hall was the black haired girl in a long silk green spaghetti strap nightgown with a slit up the side that caused Draco to look away again for new reasons. Her hair was messy and her fluttering eyes showed she wasn't entirely sober.
"Jordan!" Snape hissed from the staff table looking like he might have a heart attack.
"Who are you?" a boy from the Ravenclaw table asked. Jordan took a deep breath to explain when Snape bellowed, "Tell them nothing!"
Jordan gave a happy smile "Then I'll sing it too them!" She laughed and ran up to the staff table to jump on it. Once standing she clapped her hands and a beat to a song unknown to Draco started from nowhere. Looking around him, Draco noticed several muggle born students laughing already and he had a feeling it had nothing to do with Jordan swinging her hips to the music. Before Draco could take in more he heard Jordan beginning to sing loudly.
"Young teacher! The subject! Of schoolgirl fantasy!
She WANTS HIM so badly knows what she wants to be!
In silence there's longing" Jordan reached out a hand to Snape "This girl's an open page
Book marking, she's so close now, this girl is half his age!" Jordan sang loudly.
Draco looked at Snape and was surprised to see he looked like he had just died, Dumbledor on the other hand smiled politely as if he were trying to show respect to the performer. Suddenly a large pancake flew from the crowd and smacked Jordan in the face and for a moment stuck there. Jordan narrowed her eyes.
"Who throws a pancake! I mean honestly!" she screeched to the silent hall until she spotted a laughing Hufflepuff girl.
"I'LL CUT YOUR HEART OUT WITH A SPOON!" she yelled pointing at her.
The girl looked confused "Why a spoon?"
Jordan let out an exasperated sigh "Because it's dull you twit! It'll hurt more!"
Suddenly as if brought back to life by the word "twit" Snape glanced at Jordan with a death glare. "Jordan! Go to you room!" He bellowed.
"I don't wanna Sevvie-Poo!"
"Jordan!"
"Professor Snape!"
"Woman!"
"Bedroom buddy!"
"YOUG LADY!"
"JANET, BRAD, JANET, DOCTOR SCOTT, ROCKY!"
"NOW!"
"NEVER!"
"please….."
"OK" Jordan bounced out of the hall happily and humming leaving the whole hall in stunned utter silence. All eyes were on the potions master and his were on the singing girl.
OK I'm like really REALLY sorry! I know I said I'd update a lot and I didn't but I swear I'll try to do better! You also don't hafto worry about me being someone who'll just decide to stop cause if I ever do stop with my ff I'll let you know and I'll at least give my story an end, cause until I get bored I don't plan to end it. LOL don't let that scare some of you off though please! My next ff chap, Jordan sort of steals the main character role for a while (notice she does that a lot?). Thanks for all your support!
NOTE: I would like to get a middle name for the baby and if any of you would like give me some idea's in a review I'd appreciate it! Just keep in mind her name will be 'Claudia Malfoy' and think CREATIVELY!
