Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter, or Draco Malfoy for that Matter
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A/N- Thanks heaps for reviewing guys! It's good to know I'm not totally
hated for not updating in so long.
Katie/Grrbaby- Yeah I'm fair bummed about how the settings are looking when the chappies are posted, cause I agree it's hard to discern between thoughts, talking etc. The weird thing is that I DO have word and I used italics for the thoughts but for some reason it didn't work. I also put lots of space in between where Hermy and Draco were thinking just in case the italics didn't work, but alas FF but every line only one space apart ( I don't know what I'm going to do. Anyone got any ideas? Before I had word I tried using html to fix it but that didn't work, maybe it will now? Oh yeah I know those aren't words but they are now :D
Oh yeah another thing to apologize for, I noticed in the last chappie that sometimes words would just have a full stop next to them thus making no sense. FF strikes again! Those spaces are actually where Hermy or Draco's words have trailed off (dot dot dot. I actually had to write that there in case they did it again) so yeah sorry bout that guys.
Anyway, on with the show!
Actually first, to avoid confusement, all internal monologues will have ** around them ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "DRACO MALFOY!" yelled a very confused raven haired Gryffindor
"Why oh lord why!" He was now looking like he was either going to faint, burst into tears or give birth to hypogriffs
It rather goes without saying that one Miss Hermione Granger had just informed her best friend in the whole world about her new developed relations with one platinum blonde Slytherin.
*Merlin, the boy can defeat Voldermort, the greatest and most evil wizard that ever lived, yet can't handle me going out with Draco. Males*
"Hermione, why Draco, can't you find yourself a Gryffindor, or better yet, a nice safe Hufflepuff?"
The brunette looked at her friend in somewhat fake disgust
"Harry you sound like my mother. Hermione dear why go to Wizarding School when you can find yourself a nice doctor"
Harry had to laugh at his friends impression, but he still wasn't too impressed
"Look Harry I know it's hard to believe, but he's changed, he really has. I mean you saw how he helped me out with Ron, and since you found yourself far too busy to help a friend who needed to learn how to fly, especially after all the times she done assignments for you, Draco kindly offered and we got to know each other better. He's really not a bad sort Harry, and he treats me well"
Harry couldn't fault Hermiones little speech, Malfoy did stick up for her at the party, and he did help her out when when he, the Gryffindor captain found himself too busy to help his friend.
Harry groaned
"But it's still Malfoy Hermione!"
"I know Harry but I don't know what else I can say to you. He treats me well and we like each other. People can change, we both know that better than anyone else after what's happened with Ron"
Harry winced, he was missing his best friend more as the days passed, but he couldn't help but admit that Hermione was right. And if Ron could change so dramatically, Malfoy could too, right?
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you have my blessing Hermy"
The brunette shot him a mock haughty look.
"Excuse me Mr. Potter, but I certainly do not need you're permission or blessing to go out with someone"
She began to laugh, as did her friend.
"But seriously Harry, thankyou, it does mean the world to me"
The pair embraced each other in a friendly hug.
"I suppose this means I have to hang around him sometimes now and treat him fairly?"
Hermione thought for a moment
"Yes, but still give you full permission to call him ferret boy simply because I never intend to let him live
that down."
Harry grinned
"It's a deal. Oh, by the way Herm, since we're being honest with each other, I thought I should tell you something too"
The head girl arched an eyebrow at her friend
I don't quite know how to tell you this, but I'm deeply in love with Snape. It's that greasy hair, oh baby!" Hermiones mouth dropped open slightly, that is of course until Harry burst into a laughing fit over her gullibility.
"HARRY POTTER DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN!" **************************************************************************** ********
Hermione had to physically restrain herself from prancing back to her rooms. Harry, for some unknown reason had actually accepted her relationship with Draco!
*Hmmm perhaps I subconsciously cast the imperius curse on him. Oh well."
Hermione reached the painting and practically sung the password
"Bloomin Marvelous"
The portrait didn't budge. Hermione frowned slightly
"Bloomin Marvelous"
The portrait still refused to swing open. Just as our sweet and innocent little Gryffindor was about to curse out loud she heard the flapping of wings behind her. A raven black owl landed on her shoulder, quite startling her. A green piece of paper dropped out of its beak and onto the floor. With that it took off into flight once more.
Hermione bent over and picked the piece of paper off the stone floor and opened it gingerly.
##Dear Hermione, so sorry for the inconvenience but I though you wouldn't mind if I changed the password to something that didn't so blatantly advertise the attractiveness of muggle film stars. Besides, you and I both know that that was fake blonde hair in that movie. You have your own irresistible hottie right here.##
Hermione laughed at rolled her eyes. She could almost see the wicked grin on his face when he wrote that, not to mention him putting his own finger to his chest and making a sizzling noise. She read on.
##The new password is 'Hot stuff coming through' have fun! From Draco##
She couldn't believe it. "That prick!"
She said rather loudly to nobody in particular.
She had to restrain herself from laughing though. He knew how to get at her. And now the only way to get to her rooms was to say, that.
Hermione took a deep breath to keep from laughing, and dying from embarrassment of course. She leaned in closely towards the painting.
"Hot stuff coming through"
The portrait opened its eyes sleepily
"Oh excuse me dear, I'm going a bit deaf, you'll have to speak up"
Hermione went crimson.
*I'm going to kill him; I swear I'm going to kill him. But first I think I'll remove his ability to have children*
"Hot stuff coming through!"
The brunette practically yelled.
Well that's rather un-modest of you dear, but I suppose I will have to let you in despite that."
The portrait swung open and the head girl couldn't run in fast enough.
* Thank goodness no one else was around to hear that*
Un-beknowest to her a myserious someone was lurking behind a suit of armour as she said those exact words. The person smirked at their own cunning, scribbled down something on a piece of paper and scurried away unseen.
Hermione walked into the common room and noticed a rather frilly pink nightie spread out across one of the lounges. In fact, she noticed that it was one of HER frilly pink nighties spread out across one of the lounges, with yet another green note sitting neatly on top. She now had two reasons to kill Draco. Why? Because the frilly pink nightie was of course a garment that everyone has, one of those things that no one but yourself and your family ever see. Draco had now not only seen it but obviously gone out of his way to get it.
Hermione really wished she had some Italian uncles right now.
She stalked over the nightie and picked up the green letter and opened it. The same neat cursive writing adorned this letter as it had the previous. ##Dear Hermione. Surprise! I suppose you're probably not very happy with me at this moment. Oh well what can you do but take this splendid garment back to your room. Really though, I don't see why you didn't choose this as your outfit for the Yule ball in 4th year, it really is quite sexy. Draco'##
Hermione threw the letter on the floor and snatched up the afore mentioned "sexy" garment. Before she could destroy it as well she suddenly felt her body being tugged forwards and wind rushing past her at an incredible speed. It was the exact feeling that she experienced while traveling to the Quidditch World Cup 3 years previous. Hermione suddenly understood. The little blonde Lucifer that he was had turned her hideous nightgown into a port key.
Hermione hit the ground hard. She rubbed her eyes and was ready to choke the life out of her darling boyfriend when she noticed her surroundings. Total darkness except for thousands of dancing fairy lights. As far as she could see she was in a clearing of some description. The Gryffindor looked around in wonder at the splendor that she was momentarily inhabiting. She looked down and saw that she was sitting on a traditional checkered picnic blanket along with a wicker basket.
Hermione shook her head and tried not to grin. She was supposed to be angry.
* I am angry. Pfft no you're not. Shut up brain!*
The conflicting internal monologue had returned
"Do you like it?"
Out of the dark shadows appeared the object of the head girl's affections and slight hatred. It was a pink frilly nightie after all.
"I love it" She replied in awe
You know this really isn't fair. I'm supposed to be angry with you. Stealing my garments like that! Especially that one!" She continued, trying to sound as put out as her words
"Thus the basis of plan" Replied the Slytherin with his token cocky smirk
"I knew that even if I did happen to change the password to something embarrassing, if not somewhat amusing, and if I just may have paid the house elves to let me borrow something that truly hideous of yours, you will forgive me as soon as you saw this"
Hermione attempted to keep her composure
"Oh yes? What makes you so sure"
"Because you think I'm dead sexy"
"Hermione let out a huff, got up and pushed the Slytherin to the ground
"See you can't keep your hands off me"
The head girl rolled her eyes and returned to the blanket.
Draco laughed, managed to brush himself off and sat down beside her.
"But seriously though, you really like it?" Hermione smiled at him
"Of course, it's beautiful. Where are we anyway?"
"In the middle of the forbidden forest. I don't think any other people know about this place. Except maybe Dumbledore"
"Draco we could get in serious trouble for this! It is called forbidden for a reason you know"
Draco scoffed at her
"Oh yeah like you've never broken any rules before Miss Polyjuice"
Hermione blushed furiously
"How did you know about that!"
"I know all" he Slytherin replied in his usual arrogant manner
"Grrr you're such a...."
"Charmer?"
"No"
"God send?"
"NO!"
"Sexy piece of man flesh?"
"NO! Such a...Malfoy"
Draco laughed at kissed Hermione playfully on the lips
"Yeah and you love me for it"
Hermione rolled her eyes
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Several hours and a rather scary trip through the forbidden forest later (As Draco being the brilliant male he is forgot to charm the portkey to take them back to their common room) the head boy and girl were quietly sneaking through the castle back towards their rooms, carefully avoiding Filch and Mrs. Norris of course.
The remainder of their evening consisted of lovely long conversations and of course good hearty house elf provided food. To Hermione surprise they even had a rather lengthy discussion about the novel/ musical 'Les Miserables' which both her and Draco were obsessive fans of. While questioning him on why on earth her would read muggle literature he informed her that Victor Hugo was in fact a wizard and was sent to the rumored island where he wrote the novel for trying to cross breed a Norwegian Ridgeback and a Flobberworm.
What they discovered during the course of the conversation was that Draco's favorite song from the musical is 'Lovely Ladies' to which Hermione muttered to the effect of "Why am I not surprised" and Hermiones favorite song is 'On My Own' to which Draco replied "Not with me here baby". The head boy was naturally pushed over once again.
And so here they now were at the end of a very enjoyable evening. As the pair reached the second floor Draco took Hermiones hand in his. The brunette blushed at this gesture as was about to comment when suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks. Quickly she pulled Draco with her up against the wall.
"Well if you wanted to play all you had to do was ask..."
"Shh shut up Draco. Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"I know this is going to sound strange but I could have sworn I heard giggling"
This time the head boy was about to comment but then a very distinctive giggle rippled through the air.
Draco put his index finger to his lips and led Hermione towards a broom closet directly across from them. Whatever was inside giggled again. Slowly the blonde reached for the handle and then without much warning flung it open.
Hermione and Draco nearly burst out laughing and would have if it wouldn't alert Filch.
There before them was Gryffindors sexiest ex-captain Oliver Wood entangled with none other but Elissa Costigan.
The two blushed.
Hermione smirked
"Oliver I didn't think you attended school anymore. Here for a conjugal visit are we?"
The Scotsman laughed as his still beetroot red girlfriend attempted to untangle herself from his limbs and straighten her school robes.
"Well Elissa it seems like you're little song and dance number at that little Gryff party helped you along after all" Draco winked at the girl
"Well who could resist a girl with such spirit, such Scottish looking hair and a beaters arm that nearly knocked you off your broom if I do remember correctly" the Scot smirked back
Elissa grinned with pride and having such a damn sexy guy showering her with praise.
Hermione unfortunately was pre-occupied with his pronunciation of the word 'broom'
"Well we better be getting back. We won't deduct points this time considering we shouldn't be out this late either. You two have fun" Draco smirked and closed the closet door again
The reply from inside sounded oddly like a muffled "We will"
After another 5 minutes of walking, Hermione and Draco finally made it back to their common room without any further encounters. After climbing through the portrait hole, Draco so nobly offered to walk the head girl the whole 5 meters to her bedroom door. Before she walked in she turned towards him.
"Thankyou for tonight. It was wonderful"
Draco smiled down at her fondly
"As long as you liked it"
"I loved it"
Draco brushed his thumb across her cheek softly. She smiled and lent into his touch.
"Never doubt how much I care for you Hermione"
With that he lent down and kissed her softly. Hermione responded happily and the two didn't move for at least another ten minutes.
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Hermione, Draco, Elissa and one dead sexy Scotsman weren't the only ones awake at this late hour in the castle. A package had arrived that morning for one Ron Weasley, and he was eager to open it and set the wheels of his plan into motion.
With the package under his arm he crept quietly towards the astronomy tower, and like our two couples, was careful to avoid Filch.
Once he was inside and locked the door with several charms, just to be safe. He then sat on the ground and began ripping open the paper on the package furiously.
*Finally everything will be back to how it should be*
Out of the wrappings tumbled several clear bags of which seemed to contain different sorts of ingredients. Ron searched between the bags until he also found a notebook size piece of paper. He read over it carefully, checking each individual plastic bag as he did. After several moments he grinned victoriously.
*Perfect*
The redhead then reached into his robes and pulled out a miniature cardboard box, which had also arrived that morning and a miniature potions kit, minus the cauldron. Ron whispered a few words and pointed his wand towards the objects. They instantly returned to their ordinary size.
Like with the first package, Ron impatiently ripped open the box. Inside sat exactly what Ron had hoped for. A pensive.
Rons grin grew bigger as he started chopping up ingredients and adding them to the pensive.
After several hours of hard potions work that would even make Snape proud, Ron was finished and looking particularly pleased with himself.
*Finally that bastard is going to get what he deserves, and I'm going to get Hermione back*
Ron poured his makings into several flasks, shrunk them and hid them in his robes. He did the same with all that remained of his ever being there.
As he left the tower his thought very darkly but very happily to himself
*First I think a little trip to the head boys room is needed. How lovely it is to know certain passwords to certain common rooms. After that it's down to the kitchens. I have a favour to ask of Dobby*
Ron smirked evilly and closed the astronomy tower door behind him.
If one was to read the piece of paper that was lying next the youngest Weasley boy the entire time he was up in the tower, they would have read this-
##Thankyou for purchasing the ingredients required for the obliviate potion. One drop of this tasteless brew will have the drinker forget whatever you want them to. Requirements- What you have received in this package and one pensive, which can be bought at almost any Knockturn Alley store.
Instructions- Brew potion accordingly in pensive and then simply extract the memories from your own mind which you wish the drinker to forget and add them to the potion.
Warning- This potion is highly illegal and shippers of this product will deny all knowledge of exchange if you are by any chance caught
Have a nice day##
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A/N- YAY another chappie done! Once again, so sorry it took me forever. Again.
By the way Elissa, hope you liked your second cameo. Well I promised a good snog for you and Oliver and I delivered :D hope you're happy :)
Don't forget to R/R everyone!
Katie/Grrbaby- Yeah I'm fair bummed about how the settings are looking when the chappies are posted, cause I agree it's hard to discern between thoughts, talking etc. The weird thing is that I DO have word and I used italics for the thoughts but for some reason it didn't work. I also put lots of space in between where Hermy and Draco were thinking just in case the italics didn't work, but alas FF but every line only one space apart ( I don't know what I'm going to do. Anyone got any ideas? Before I had word I tried using html to fix it but that didn't work, maybe it will now? Oh yeah I know those aren't words but they are now :D
Oh yeah another thing to apologize for, I noticed in the last chappie that sometimes words would just have a full stop next to them thus making no sense. FF strikes again! Those spaces are actually where Hermy or Draco's words have trailed off (dot dot dot. I actually had to write that there in case they did it again) so yeah sorry bout that guys.
Anyway, on with the show!
Actually first, to avoid confusement, all internal monologues will have ** around them ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "DRACO MALFOY!" yelled a very confused raven haired Gryffindor
"Why oh lord why!" He was now looking like he was either going to faint, burst into tears or give birth to hypogriffs
It rather goes without saying that one Miss Hermione Granger had just informed her best friend in the whole world about her new developed relations with one platinum blonde Slytherin.
*Merlin, the boy can defeat Voldermort, the greatest and most evil wizard that ever lived, yet can't handle me going out with Draco. Males*
"Hermione, why Draco, can't you find yourself a Gryffindor, or better yet, a nice safe Hufflepuff?"
The brunette looked at her friend in somewhat fake disgust
"Harry you sound like my mother. Hermione dear why go to Wizarding School when you can find yourself a nice doctor"
Harry had to laugh at his friends impression, but he still wasn't too impressed
"Look Harry I know it's hard to believe, but he's changed, he really has. I mean you saw how he helped me out with Ron, and since you found yourself far too busy to help a friend who needed to learn how to fly, especially after all the times she done assignments for you, Draco kindly offered and we got to know each other better. He's really not a bad sort Harry, and he treats me well"
Harry couldn't fault Hermiones little speech, Malfoy did stick up for her at the party, and he did help her out when when he, the Gryffindor captain found himself too busy to help his friend.
Harry groaned
"But it's still Malfoy Hermione!"
"I know Harry but I don't know what else I can say to you. He treats me well and we like each other. People can change, we both know that better than anyone else after what's happened with Ron"
Harry winced, he was missing his best friend more as the days passed, but he couldn't help but admit that Hermione was right. And if Ron could change so dramatically, Malfoy could too, right?
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you have my blessing Hermy"
The brunette shot him a mock haughty look.
"Excuse me Mr. Potter, but I certainly do not need you're permission or blessing to go out with someone"
She began to laugh, as did her friend.
"But seriously Harry, thankyou, it does mean the world to me"
The pair embraced each other in a friendly hug.
"I suppose this means I have to hang around him sometimes now and treat him fairly?"
Hermione thought for a moment
"Yes, but still give you full permission to call him ferret boy simply because I never intend to let him live
that down."
Harry grinned
"It's a deal. Oh, by the way Herm, since we're being honest with each other, I thought I should tell you something too"
The head girl arched an eyebrow at her friend
I don't quite know how to tell you this, but I'm deeply in love with Snape. It's that greasy hair, oh baby!" Hermiones mouth dropped open slightly, that is of course until Harry burst into a laughing fit over her gullibility.
"HARRY POTTER DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN!" **************************************************************************** ********
Hermione had to physically restrain herself from prancing back to her rooms. Harry, for some unknown reason had actually accepted her relationship with Draco!
*Hmmm perhaps I subconsciously cast the imperius curse on him. Oh well."
Hermione reached the painting and practically sung the password
"Bloomin Marvelous"
The portrait didn't budge. Hermione frowned slightly
"Bloomin Marvelous"
The portrait still refused to swing open. Just as our sweet and innocent little Gryffindor was about to curse out loud she heard the flapping of wings behind her. A raven black owl landed on her shoulder, quite startling her. A green piece of paper dropped out of its beak and onto the floor. With that it took off into flight once more.
Hermione bent over and picked the piece of paper off the stone floor and opened it gingerly.
##Dear Hermione, so sorry for the inconvenience but I though you wouldn't mind if I changed the password to something that didn't so blatantly advertise the attractiveness of muggle film stars. Besides, you and I both know that that was fake blonde hair in that movie. You have your own irresistible hottie right here.##
Hermione laughed at rolled her eyes. She could almost see the wicked grin on his face when he wrote that, not to mention him putting his own finger to his chest and making a sizzling noise. She read on.
##The new password is 'Hot stuff coming through' have fun! From Draco##
She couldn't believe it. "That prick!"
She said rather loudly to nobody in particular.
She had to restrain herself from laughing though. He knew how to get at her. And now the only way to get to her rooms was to say, that.
Hermione took a deep breath to keep from laughing, and dying from embarrassment of course. She leaned in closely towards the painting.
"Hot stuff coming through"
The portrait opened its eyes sleepily
"Oh excuse me dear, I'm going a bit deaf, you'll have to speak up"
Hermione went crimson.
*I'm going to kill him; I swear I'm going to kill him. But first I think I'll remove his ability to have children*
"Hot stuff coming through!"
The brunette practically yelled.
Well that's rather un-modest of you dear, but I suppose I will have to let you in despite that."
The portrait swung open and the head girl couldn't run in fast enough.
* Thank goodness no one else was around to hear that*
Un-beknowest to her a myserious someone was lurking behind a suit of armour as she said those exact words. The person smirked at their own cunning, scribbled down something on a piece of paper and scurried away unseen.
Hermione walked into the common room and noticed a rather frilly pink nightie spread out across one of the lounges. In fact, she noticed that it was one of HER frilly pink nighties spread out across one of the lounges, with yet another green note sitting neatly on top. She now had two reasons to kill Draco. Why? Because the frilly pink nightie was of course a garment that everyone has, one of those things that no one but yourself and your family ever see. Draco had now not only seen it but obviously gone out of his way to get it.
Hermione really wished she had some Italian uncles right now.
She stalked over the nightie and picked up the green letter and opened it. The same neat cursive writing adorned this letter as it had the previous. ##Dear Hermione. Surprise! I suppose you're probably not very happy with me at this moment. Oh well what can you do but take this splendid garment back to your room. Really though, I don't see why you didn't choose this as your outfit for the Yule ball in 4th year, it really is quite sexy. Draco'##
Hermione threw the letter on the floor and snatched up the afore mentioned "sexy" garment. Before she could destroy it as well she suddenly felt her body being tugged forwards and wind rushing past her at an incredible speed. It was the exact feeling that she experienced while traveling to the Quidditch World Cup 3 years previous. Hermione suddenly understood. The little blonde Lucifer that he was had turned her hideous nightgown into a port key.
Hermione hit the ground hard. She rubbed her eyes and was ready to choke the life out of her darling boyfriend when she noticed her surroundings. Total darkness except for thousands of dancing fairy lights. As far as she could see she was in a clearing of some description. The Gryffindor looked around in wonder at the splendor that she was momentarily inhabiting. She looked down and saw that she was sitting on a traditional checkered picnic blanket along with a wicker basket.
Hermione shook her head and tried not to grin. She was supposed to be angry.
* I am angry. Pfft no you're not. Shut up brain!*
The conflicting internal monologue had returned
"Do you like it?"
Out of the dark shadows appeared the object of the head girl's affections and slight hatred. It was a pink frilly nightie after all.
"I love it" She replied in awe
You know this really isn't fair. I'm supposed to be angry with you. Stealing my garments like that! Especially that one!" She continued, trying to sound as put out as her words
"Thus the basis of plan" Replied the Slytherin with his token cocky smirk
"I knew that even if I did happen to change the password to something embarrassing, if not somewhat amusing, and if I just may have paid the house elves to let me borrow something that truly hideous of yours, you will forgive me as soon as you saw this"
Hermione attempted to keep her composure
"Oh yes? What makes you so sure"
"Because you think I'm dead sexy"
"Hermione let out a huff, got up and pushed the Slytherin to the ground
"See you can't keep your hands off me"
The head girl rolled her eyes and returned to the blanket.
Draco laughed, managed to brush himself off and sat down beside her.
"But seriously though, you really like it?" Hermione smiled at him
"Of course, it's beautiful. Where are we anyway?"
"In the middle of the forbidden forest. I don't think any other people know about this place. Except maybe Dumbledore"
"Draco we could get in serious trouble for this! It is called forbidden for a reason you know"
Draco scoffed at her
"Oh yeah like you've never broken any rules before Miss Polyjuice"
Hermione blushed furiously
"How did you know about that!"
"I know all" he Slytherin replied in his usual arrogant manner
"Grrr you're such a...."
"Charmer?"
"No"
"God send?"
"NO!"
"Sexy piece of man flesh?"
"NO! Such a...Malfoy"
Draco laughed at kissed Hermione playfully on the lips
"Yeah and you love me for it"
Hermione rolled her eyes
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Several hours and a rather scary trip through the forbidden forest later (As Draco being the brilliant male he is forgot to charm the portkey to take them back to their common room) the head boy and girl were quietly sneaking through the castle back towards their rooms, carefully avoiding Filch and Mrs. Norris of course.
The remainder of their evening consisted of lovely long conversations and of course good hearty house elf provided food. To Hermione surprise they even had a rather lengthy discussion about the novel/ musical 'Les Miserables' which both her and Draco were obsessive fans of. While questioning him on why on earth her would read muggle literature he informed her that Victor Hugo was in fact a wizard and was sent to the rumored island where he wrote the novel for trying to cross breed a Norwegian Ridgeback and a Flobberworm.
What they discovered during the course of the conversation was that Draco's favorite song from the musical is 'Lovely Ladies' to which Hermione muttered to the effect of "Why am I not surprised" and Hermiones favorite song is 'On My Own' to which Draco replied "Not with me here baby". The head boy was naturally pushed over once again.
And so here they now were at the end of a very enjoyable evening. As the pair reached the second floor Draco took Hermiones hand in his. The brunette blushed at this gesture as was about to comment when suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks. Quickly she pulled Draco with her up against the wall.
"Well if you wanted to play all you had to do was ask..."
"Shh shut up Draco. Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"I know this is going to sound strange but I could have sworn I heard giggling"
This time the head boy was about to comment but then a very distinctive giggle rippled through the air.
Draco put his index finger to his lips and led Hermione towards a broom closet directly across from them. Whatever was inside giggled again. Slowly the blonde reached for the handle and then without much warning flung it open.
Hermione and Draco nearly burst out laughing and would have if it wouldn't alert Filch.
There before them was Gryffindors sexiest ex-captain Oliver Wood entangled with none other but Elissa Costigan.
The two blushed.
Hermione smirked
"Oliver I didn't think you attended school anymore. Here for a conjugal visit are we?"
The Scotsman laughed as his still beetroot red girlfriend attempted to untangle herself from his limbs and straighten her school robes.
"Well Elissa it seems like you're little song and dance number at that little Gryff party helped you along after all" Draco winked at the girl
"Well who could resist a girl with such spirit, such Scottish looking hair and a beaters arm that nearly knocked you off your broom if I do remember correctly" the Scot smirked back
Elissa grinned with pride and having such a damn sexy guy showering her with praise.
Hermione unfortunately was pre-occupied with his pronunciation of the word 'broom'
"Well we better be getting back. We won't deduct points this time considering we shouldn't be out this late either. You two have fun" Draco smirked and closed the closet door again
The reply from inside sounded oddly like a muffled "We will"
After another 5 minutes of walking, Hermione and Draco finally made it back to their common room without any further encounters. After climbing through the portrait hole, Draco so nobly offered to walk the head girl the whole 5 meters to her bedroom door. Before she walked in she turned towards him.
"Thankyou for tonight. It was wonderful"
Draco smiled down at her fondly
"As long as you liked it"
"I loved it"
Draco brushed his thumb across her cheek softly. She smiled and lent into his touch.
"Never doubt how much I care for you Hermione"
With that he lent down and kissed her softly. Hermione responded happily and the two didn't move for at least another ten minutes.
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Hermione, Draco, Elissa and one dead sexy Scotsman weren't the only ones awake at this late hour in the castle. A package had arrived that morning for one Ron Weasley, and he was eager to open it and set the wheels of his plan into motion.
With the package under his arm he crept quietly towards the astronomy tower, and like our two couples, was careful to avoid Filch.
Once he was inside and locked the door with several charms, just to be safe. He then sat on the ground and began ripping open the paper on the package furiously.
*Finally everything will be back to how it should be*
Out of the wrappings tumbled several clear bags of which seemed to contain different sorts of ingredients. Ron searched between the bags until he also found a notebook size piece of paper. He read over it carefully, checking each individual plastic bag as he did. After several moments he grinned victoriously.
*Perfect*
The redhead then reached into his robes and pulled out a miniature cardboard box, which had also arrived that morning and a miniature potions kit, minus the cauldron. Ron whispered a few words and pointed his wand towards the objects. They instantly returned to their ordinary size.
Like with the first package, Ron impatiently ripped open the box. Inside sat exactly what Ron had hoped for. A pensive.
Rons grin grew bigger as he started chopping up ingredients and adding them to the pensive.
After several hours of hard potions work that would even make Snape proud, Ron was finished and looking particularly pleased with himself.
*Finally that bastard is going to get what he deserves, and I'm going to get Hermione back*
Ron poured his makings into several flasks, shrunk them and hid them in his robes. He did the same with all that remained of his ever being there.
As he left the tower his thought very darkly but very happily to himself
*First I think a little trip to the head boys room is needed. How lovely it is to know certain passwords to certain common rooms. After that it's down to the kitchens. I have a favour to ask of Dobby*
Ron smirked evilly and closed the astronomy tower door behind him.
If one was to read the piece of paper that was lying next the youngest Weasley boy the entire time he was up in the tower, they would have read this-
##Thankyou for purchasing the ingredients required for the obliviate potion. One drop of this tasteless brew will have the drinker forget whatever you want them to. Requirements- What you have received in this package and one pensive, which can be bought at almost any Knockturn Alley store.
Instructions- Brew potion accordingly in pensive and then simply extract the memories from your own mind which you wish the drinker to forget and add them to the potion.
Warning- This potion is highly illegal and shippers of this product will deny all knowledge of exchange if you are by any chance caught
Have a nice day##
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A/N- YAY another chappie done! Once again, so sorry it took me forever. Again.
By the way Elissa, hope you liked your second cameo. Well I promised a good snog for you and Oliver and I delivered :D hope you're happy :)
Don't forget to R/R everyone!