Disclaimer: There's no need to say that I don't own HP. It's obvious who owns it.
A/n: Hey guys, second chapter here. This is mainly the first day of the Anger Management thing. And again… PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks. Ü
By: aningme
Anger Management
Chapter 2
Next day after the incident...
"Well, nice day to both of you." Hagrid started and led them to a tower on the very end of the castle. "Welcome to our Anger Management program."
Draco rolled his eyes.
"I believe I don't need to explain what Anger and Management mean put together. You two are both bright students. Only lacking control though." Hagrid chuckled and suddenly stopped. "Now, since both of you have trouble being together, that's just what we are to do. I will make you two work together as a team upon accomplishing the chores I'll be giving you both."
"But Hagrid," Hermione started. "I can't possibly stay here with Malfoy. He's Malfoy for Merlin's sake."
"I'm sorry Hermione. That's the orders." Hagrid shook his head.
"This is just rubbish." Draco spat. "It is way impossible for us to be together. With her temper like that and her no good wits—"
"Excuse me. You think I'm the only one who has a bad temper here? Well, you better listen Malfoy—"
"Enough!" Hagrid bellowed, shutting up the both of them. "If you continue fighting, then your punishment period will be longer than we expect."
"Filthy mud blood."
"Egotistic moron."
"I said enough. There is no need for name calling." Hagrid suddenly handed them a bucket and two pieces of rags. "Now, your first chore is to clean your new dormitory room for this program."
"You mean 'rooms'right?" Hermione nervously asked as Hagrid gave them a pair of brooms too.
"Nope. I said room. You will be sleeping in the same room."
What more could be worse?
"Since our main objective here is to control each other's temper with each other, you will be sleeping in the same room, in the same bed. No objections."
Hermione's face turned into horror. "But that cannot be—"
"I said no objections."
Hermione suddenly felt a cold metal grip her right wrist, bewildering her.
"What the hell is this!" Draco almost shrieked, seeing the metal cuff in his and Hermione's wrist.
"This isa special tool of mine. I will be only taking that away after your program." Hagrid laughed and walked off. "Good luck to the two of you. I'll see you later this afternoon."
Hermione stared in horror on the cuff.
"This is all your damn fault, Granger." Malfoy spat, his free hand fumbling over his robes.
"My fault? My fault?" Hermione's temper rose again. "You were the one who came to me and ruin my entire Christmas vacation!"
"Blah blah blah, would you just shut up and help me with this." Malfoy hissed and took out his wand, muttering a soft spell, bringing forth fire from his wand, aiming at the chain of the cuff that bonds them.
"Fine. What ever it takes to be away from you." She mumbled and muttered a lightning spell. Both of them aimed on the chain.
"C'mon, c'mon!" He exclaimed. But it was useless. The chain was spell bounded, having immunities with their spells. With the combination of lightning and fire, they both ended up exploding and misaiming their wands. Hermione's lightning bolt tore a part of Draco's robes. While Draco's fire aimed on Hermione's hand.
"Ouch!" Hermione yelped, jerking her hand away, pulling Malfoy.
"Watch it, will you!" He grumbled, looking at his robe.
"What was that you used?" Hermione asked in between groans. Her hand was bleeding. She covered it in her robes, not letting Malfoy see it.
"It's a simple fire spell, dummy." He shot back and stared at her robe covered hand. "What's wrong?"
"It's fine." She glared at him, trying to stop the flow of blood.
"Let me see it!" He insisted and examined the wound. It has burns and a cut. He gave her a look and ripped his already torn robe.
"What are you doing?" She said, nearing to sobbing with the pain.
"Let's stop the bleeding." He said and covered her hand with a square knot.
Hermione stared at him and watched him in amusement, almost forgetting the pain.
"There." He said and patted the piece of cloth. "Better?"
She just stared at him. "Y-Yes. Thank you."
He was a moron just a while ago. Now he's a gentle person.
"Now c'mon. We better get started and get over with it." He said, starting up the stairs of the tower.
Is he the drunken man I fought with last night? Hermione thought as they worked quietly in their own room. They had to clean the dusty floor and furniture. They had to prepare the beddings and the bed sheets they're going to use. But all in all, they had to do it together. It seemed odd but, Hermione thought it wasn't that bad.
A/n: Hope you weren't bored in this chapter. But don't worry. I'll try to make things more exciting. Ü But nonetheless, please review!ü thanks...
