DISCLAIMER: Same as the last chapters.
A/N: Sorry for my lack of updating. So much is happening and I barely have time to do anything with hwk and stuff. So here it is, the fifth chapter.
Chapter 5- Passwords and Tones
It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. Her eyes widened as she stared at it. It appeared to be some kind of book…a truth book. She had about these things before, but never seen one. She knew they were expensive and not many people could own one. With a green cover, a silver border, and a snake in the middle that occasionally gave a hiss when it was touched, she had a hint whom it may have belonged to. She opened the book to see what was inside and words began to appear. This Belongs to the Almighty Prince of Slytherin. Your supreme ruler. What did she expect? This was Malfoy. Hermione wanted to know what was further on in the pages, but she couldn't flip to it. Words appeared again and this time, the word 'password' came on the page. What could the password be? She pondered over this for awhile. There could be so many possibilities.
How about, the Slytherin Prince? Nope.
Malfoy. Nope.
Bullying is cool? Malfoy is a genius? Mudbloods should die? I hate mudbloods? Although it killed her to say it, none of these passwords were it and she tried to think of other possibilities.
Hermione was running out of things to say. What could Malfoy say that even she couldn't guess. Let me guess, Malfoy is a handsome sex god. All hail 'The Almighty Malfoy.'
New words came to the page. Oh my god, she had guessed right. How come she never thought of this? How could she be so dense. She should have guessed this from the start. She looked down at the page.
Tone.
What did that mean? What was she suppose to do? Was she suppose to say it in a different way or something? Oh dear god, the words came out by accident. Somehow, they just randomly came into her head. Hermione looked to see if anyone was around. She definitely didn't want anyone hearing these words come out of her mouth with enthusiasm too. She would never live it down. Rumours were spread very quickly. With a deep breath, she said the words again, sounding happy and cheerful even though it killed her.
"Hermione Granger, I can't believe you just admitted that. I thought something was wrong with my hearing, but I thought not. Of all people, you had to admit something like that."
"Yeah, Hermione. Are you on drugs?"
Hermione's head turned to see who had caught her doing this. She couldn't see anyone at first, but then two redheaded boys sprang out from underneath an invisibility cloak…Fred and George. Oh no, she was never going to live it down. This was not good. She knew they were going to tease her about this for the rest of her life. But what were they doing here?
"Hermione, I can't believe you said that. How could you? I would have even felt a little better if you said Neville or something. Hermione, what have we ever done to make you admit this?"
Hermione cheeks turned bright red. How was she going to explain this?
"Fred, it's not what it looks like. I had to. You see I found this book-"
Before Hermione could continue on, Fred took the book from her hands and was about to open it, but something bit him and he dropped the book.
"Fred, you should have been more careful." Hermione picked up the book from the ground.
"What the bloody hell was that? It bit me." Fred yelled out.
"You shouldn't have grabbed it from me. You should have waited until I finished explaining. It's your fault you got bitten." Hermione looked happy when they both didn't say anything. "I think this belongs to Malfoy. I wanted to see what was inside and apparently it's encoded with passwords, so I was trying to guess what it was and then it told me I had to say it with an appropriate tone. That meant I had to say it in a believing way, even though it killed me. If I said it in a displeasing way, I don't think the book would let me see anything on the other pages."
It didn't look like Fred or George believed her. They both looked astounded.
"Hermione, I wished that book belonged to me. Instead of hearing you say Malfoy's name, I would have been much happier if you said my name." Fred stated.
Hermione blushed. What the hell had she got herself into? She should have gone into her room where there was total privacy. Why hadn't she thought of this?
"No Fred, it would have been better if she said my name."
Hermione blushed even more.
"Stop it. Stop teasing me." As Hermione said this, she didn't dare look at them. She could barely stand next to them. She felt like she was going to die. Hermione decided to change the subject.
"What are you doing here?"
"Hermione, what's inside that book?" Fred asked.
"Yeah Hermione, what's in there?" George asked.
She knew it was peculiar the way they were talking to her. She gave them each a strange look. They were obviously trying to change the subject. She decided to just go along with it before they turned on her again.
"I'm not sure. I was about to see what was inside, but two people interrupted me while I was in the process."
"Hermione, you can't blame it on us, can you? What would you have done if Harry or Ron said something like that about Pansy or Millicent? That they were se...se...I can't even say it. What would you have done?" Fred asked her.
"Did you say it belonged to Malfoy?" This time it was George asking her. He had a grin on his face.
Hermione nodded her head.
"Hermione, you don't mind if we borrowed that from you, would you? Cause if you don't, we would like to borrow it and maybe find some stuff on Malfoy and maybe play some tricks on him. Oh it'd be sweet."
"I'm sorry boys, but I can't let you borrow it."
The boys could have guessed that. Hermione would probably return it to him somehow. They could feel disappoint surge through them. Looks like they were going to have to threaten her.
"Hermione, if you don't let us have the book, we're gonna have to-"
Before they could continue, Hermione had a smile on her face.
"Sorry, but I can't give it to you. Cause if I did, I wouldn't be able to plan my revenge."
Don't forget to review. I know this chapter could have been better. I'll try to make the next one more interesting.
