Disclaimer: Are you kidding me?
A/N: Ech.yeah. I don't even know if this is OOC or not. I think I have made them true to the personalities each of them seem to have in my story itself, though, so I don't think it's too bad. Someone hold me, I'm nervous. I know I'm going to get flamed. *cowers in the corner*
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It was a Friday night, so I knew there was only one place Granger would be. See, everyone in the school had a place to go on weekends. Yeah. Everyone knows exactly what I'm talking about.
But really, Granger was the only person that was different. I knew she'd be at the library. I mean, it was only plausible. She was Granger.
And there she was.
Even though the library was completely devoid of all life form (except for her, of course), Granger was sitting in the farthest corner of the library. She was surrounded by piles of books (obviously) and was deeply engrossed in the book right in front of her. So, it broke my heart to have to interrupt her.
Haha. Right.
I strode over to her and took the chair right next to her. Granger looked up at me, eyebrows raised in an annoyed manner, and I flashed her a grin. "Hey, Granger. How's it going?"
It was not the time for sarcastic remarks. I needed something from her, after all.
No, not that. I needed help with my CHARMS.
And not THOSE kind of charms, either. God.
But anyway. She sighed and turned back to her book. "Just cut to your dirty remark and leave me alone, Malfoy. I don't have time for this."
I turned to her seriously. "Granger, I have to ask you something."
"Do you really. What could that be?"
I sighed. "I need help with my sex change."
I had worded that completely wrong, but the embarrassment was beyond worth the priceless look on her face. She turned slowly to look at me, her eyes dangerously wide and her mouth slightly open. "I'm getting the feeling that I've missed something, Malfoy. Or maybe you're starting to swing, as you might say, like Jack."
And there was a confession. I had finally won the argument; JACK REALLY WAS GAY.
But anyway. "Um, yeah. That.really came out wrong. So I guess I'll start at the beginning."
"Uh huh," she said disinterestedly, looking down at her book again. She was just trying to hide the fact that she wanted me. I could tell. "You do just that."
"Well, the only person, other than you now, I guess, that knows this is Snape. I've decided that after graduation, I'm going on to become a Healer."
She looked at me, eyebrows once again raised in disbelief. I didn't really think it was all that strange, but obviously she did. "You? A Healer?" she asked incredulously. I nodded. "But you don't even like people!"
I had to grin a little at that. "So? It's the only thing I could really see myself doing after school."
Granger shrugged. "That's all fine and well, but what does it have to do with," she smirked a bit, "you and your sex change?"
I rolled my eyes. Granger was obviously spending too much time with me; I was rubbing off on her. I was corrupting her mind. "I am NOT planning on getting a sex change any time in the near future. But let me go on."
Granger nodded, still smirking slightly, so I just continued. "So to get into Healing school after Hogwarts, I have to take some entrance exam. In, like, five weeks. I'm pretty okay in all the other subjects, but I suck at Charms. I can't stand them. I mean, I can do them alright, but I'm just not great."
Granger nodded again. "So how does this all concern me?"
"God, Granger, haven't you figured it out yet?" I knew she knew what I wanted, but she just stared at me, forcing me to say it. "I need you to help me study Charms."
"Well, when you put it as a statement like that, it doesn't sound terribly appealing to me. You could try saying please."
I sighed. She was purposely making this annoying for me. But I was beyond screwed if I didn't get her to help me. "Granger, will you please help me with my Charms? I eternally bow to thee and am officially recognizing thy mind as superior to my own." Now there was NO way she could resist that. Here I was, embarrassing myself in public (not really public, as no one else was there, but still), and she couldn't just say no. I mean, that is just cold.
She looked around thoughtfully. "And why should I help you?"
Granger SO did not turn me down. If she did, I may as well have made like an ostrich and stuck my head in the ground.
That would be slightly uncomfortable, if you ask me.
"Have I not made it clear, Granger? I NEED YOUR HELP. And okay, I am sorry about the ass comment last week. But," I had to add this, "I won't back down, you do have a nice ass." She stared at me, shocked. Contrary to what she thought, however, I really was quite serious. "But seriously.what do you want from me?"
Once again, she picked up her book and resumed reading, as she said, "I don't want anything from you, Malfoy. I just want you to stop being such a jerk."
"That's something, and you just said you didn't want anything. But that's not the point. I'm not a jerk.is it MY fault I'm just trying to do my Prefect duty of looking out for the wellbeing of the younger students? I don't want their minds corrupted by seeing something they shouldn't be. And I especially want to make sure that it's not YOU they see doing these things. After all," I smirked, "you're a ROLE MODEL."
Granger shook her head. "And here I was, thinking you were turning into a real person. But then there you go again, off on a perverted tangent. Well, I'll be seeing you, I guess."
I sighed. She just wouldn't give in. "Come on, Granger. I have to take this test in five weeks, and without you it's a hopeless case for me." When in doubt, just suck up to someone. It often works.
"Really. And what will you do if any of your dear Slytherin friends were to see us together? What would you tell them?"
I rolled my eyes. "Well obviously, Granger, I'd tell them the truth. I'd tell them all about our passionate love affair. Of course, it would be complete with graphic descriptions, in vivid detail, of our late night encounters in the restricted section of the library. I mean, it has to be restricted for a reason."
Granger actually looked like she was going to honestly laugh, definitely a first for something I'd said. "You know what the scary part is about that?"
"What's that?"
"I think you really would say something like that."
I smirked. "Too right I would. But really, they'd be too stupid to notice anything. So.does that mean a yes?" I asked hopefully.
Granger thought for a moment. "You know what? Fine. But no slacking off, or I swear I'm kicking you to the curb."
"Are there any curbs in Hogwarts?"
"There probably are a few in Hogsmeade."
I shook my head. She was the smartest in the year. I was probably second to her. We were both Prefects. And yet, we always seemed to be rambling on about the stupidest things.
We were both silent for a moment. Suddenly, Granger spoke. "Malfoy?"
"Talk to me."
"Is this the first civilized conversation we've had?"
I thought about this. "Well, it at least started as a conversation. So yeah, I guess so."
She nodded. "So when is your exam?"
"The last weekend before Christmas break. I've got a few weeks left to master the charms we're working on. Of course, there's always the chance that I'll fail the test and end up cleaning tables and stealing change off the floor of the Three Broomsticks. But hopefully I won't have to fall back on that plan."
Granger stared at me. She clearly thought I was insane. Or she clear wanted me. It was often hard to tell. "Right then, Malfoy. Well, let's get to work."
It was my turn to stare at her. "Um.now?"
Granger rolled her eyes at me. "Hello, you only have five weeks to improve your knowledge of an entire subject! If I only had five weeks for that.well, I'm not sure what I'd do, but-"
"It would probably end in a drunk night in Hogsmeade and an interesting encounter with a Swedish man named Sven on an unswept sidewalk?"
She glanced at me. "Right. Exactly what I was going to say. You know, Malfoy, has anyone ever told you that you have a very vivid imagination?"
I nodded. "Often."
"Okaaaay. But back to the point, do you want to do well or not?"
I raised an eyebrow at her. "If I didn't want to do well, why would I have spent the last half an hour trying to convince you to help me do so?"
Granger nodded. "That's what I thought. So let's get to work. And remember, no slacking off."
"Or I'm going to the curb?"
"That's right."
I thought about this. "It wouldn't, perchance, happen to be the curb of the same sidewalk that was the location of your and Sven's rendezvous, would it?"
"Actually, it would."
"I know my mind is overcreative. You don't have to tell me."
"Don't worry, I wasn't going to."
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And so, my FAVORITE new Gryffindor and I spent the next hour and a half going over basic Charms theory. As could be expected from Granger, as time went on, she only got more excited. Her energy seemed to multiply at the speed of oversexed Canadian geese as my watch ticked away. After all, we were studying. Obviously she thrived on schoolwork. It was like coffee was for me, I supposed.
Speaking of which, by the time I was finally dismissed (11:00), I was desperately deprived of my coffee. I needed one of two things: coffee or sleep. It being eleven o'clock, dinner was long since over. And I was too lazy to go down to the kitchens.
And I didn't really feel like being caught by Filch or Mrs. Norris. As can also be expected, Granger didn't seem to mind breaking curfew so much if it was for *studying*. Plus, I don't think she really realized we did.
So my only other option was sleep. I dragged myself off to my dormitory, somehow avoiding all possible trouble on my way. As I pulled myself up the stairs, I reflected on the evening.
I didn't like Granger. And she didn't like me. That much was painfully obvious. But she was a good teacher, and she was better than Flitwick. I mean, he's just one scary bloke.
So that was really how I found myself faced with the prospect of being with Granger.and I mean voluntarily. Kind of. I wasn't really forced to, but I didn't have much choice.
My mind was too tired to think much, but I could recognize something. Granger wasn't really as annoying as she used to be. She just wasn't all that bad any more.
Not that I liked her. I mean, it was going to be a LONG five weeks.
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A/N: WHEW! I wrote almost this entire chapter (minus about two paragraphs) in one day. I was inspired because today I was over my friend's house and we watched.TITANIC! *laughlaugh* Yeah. Sometime later on I'm gonna find a way to have Draco and Hermy watch it again.TOGETHER! MWAHAHA! Okay. This chapter wasn't too horrible, was it? I don't know how long it's gonna be until I get another one out, but on to the important part, my awesome reviewers!
A big ol' THANK YOU to: Meg, me, DanishGirl, Tinuviel FireStorm (twice!), and DarkLights.
RikuNghts: Hahaha.I hope you liked the bit I've actually written about him asking her. I think it's completely random, but that's sort of the way I am. So I really hope you like it. And very glad you liked the ass comment, lol. But Draco was serious, as he mentioned in this chapter.hmm perhaps some D/Hr foreshadowing? I'm not saying anything.oh wait I already told everyone this is gonna be a D/Hr.oh well! Toodles!
aurienna: I was originally just going to write it in third person like everyone else does, but then I thought hey why not, it'll be better in first. And hence my story. Umm.I think it'll probably be on the slightly longer side, but I'm not entirely sure yet. You mentioned that I haven't even gotten to the romance yet.heh that's good right? I always prefer it to take a while, but that's just me. Anyway, thanks, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
relena333: Yeah, I know, down with D/G. It just doesn't work. It's awesome that you think my story's funnier than the others you've read, I hope I can keep it funny! Btw, I watched Titanic today.LOL! And about the coffee.welp, I'm probably gonna marry my coffee, so.yeah, there's Draco for you.
Ehlonna: Lol, he is kind of immature, no? But at least he's trying a little harder in this chapter, as he needs dear Hermione's help. But yeah, I've always kind of imagined to be this guy that's slightly perverted and always making dirty comments.but no one knows that he's really a virgin underneath that perverted façade of his! *cackles* NOW YOU KNOW! Sorry, I'm shutting up now.
And Meggles: Yeah. Right. They WILL snog eventually, hold your horses. Oh yeah, and another thing.BEND, WOMAN! Hahaha.
And that's me out. PLEASE REVIEW MY DARLINGS!
A/N: Ech.yeah. I don't even know if this is OOC or not. I think I have made them true to the personalities each of them seem to have in my story itself, though, so I don't think it's too bad. Someone hold me, I'm nervous. I know I'm going to get flamed. *cowers in the corner*
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It was a Friday night, so I knew there was only one place Granger would be. See, everyone in the school had a place to go on weekends. Yeah. Everyone knows exactly what I'm talking about.
But really, Granger was the only person that was different. I knew she'd be at the library. I mean, it was only plausible. She was Granger.
And there she was.
Even though the library was completely devoid of all life form (except for her, of course), Granger was sitting in the farthest corner of the library. She was surrounded by piles of books (obviously) and was deeply engrossed in the book right in front of her. So, it broke my heart to have to interrupt her.
Haha. Right.
I strode over to her and took the chair right next to her. Granger looked up at me, eyebrows raised in an annoyed manner, and I flashed her a grin. "Hey, Granger. How's it going?"
It was not the time for sarcastic remarks. I needed something from her, after all.
No, not that. I needed help with my CHARMS.
And not THOSE kind of charms, either. God.
But anyway. She sighed and turned back to her book. "Just cut to your dirty remark and leave me alone, Malfoy. I don't have time for this."
I turned to her seriously. "Granger, I have to ask you something."
"Do you really. What could that be?"
I sighed. "I need help with my sex change."
I had worded that completely wrong, but the embarrassment was beyond worth the priceless look on her face. She turned slowly to look at me, her eyes dangerously wide and her mouth slightly open. "I'm getting the feeling that I've missed something, Malfoy. Or maybe you're starting to swing, as you might say, like Jack."
And there was a confession. I had finally won the argument; JACK REALLY WAS GAY.
But anyway. "Um, yeah. That.really came out wrong. So I guess I'll start at the beginning."
"Uh huh," she said disinterestedly, looking down at her book again. She was just trying to hide the fact that she wanted me. I could tell. "You do just that."
"Well, the only person, other than you now, I guess, that knows this is Snape. I've decided that after graduation, I'm going on to become a Healer."
She looked at me, eyebrows once again raised in disbelief. I didn't really think it was all that strange, but obviously she did. "You? A Healer?" she asked incredulously. I nodded. "But you don't even like people!"
I had to grin a little at that. "So? It's the only thing I could really see myself doing after school."
Granger shrugged. "That's all fine and well, but what does it have to do with," she smirked a bit, "you and your sex change?"
I rolled my eyes. Granger was obviously spending too much time with me; I was rubbing off on her. I was corrupting her mind. "I am NOT planning on getting a sex change any time in the near future. But let me go on."
Granger nodded, still smirking slightly, so I just continued. "So to get into Healing school after Hogwarts, I have to take some entrance exam. In, like, five weeks. I'm pretty okay in all the other subjects, but I suck at Charms. I can't stand them. I mean, I can do them alright, but I'm just not great."
Granger nodded again. "So how does this all concern me?"
"God, Granger, haven't you figured it out yet?" I knew she knew what I wanted, but she just stared at me, forcing me to say it. "I need you to help me study Charms."
"Well, when you put it as a statement like that, it doesn't sound terribly appealing to me. You could try saying please."
I sighed. She was purposely making this annoying for me. But I was beyond screwed if I didn't get her to help me. "Granger, will you please help me with my Charms? I eternally bow to thee and am officially recognizing thy mind as superior to my own." Now there was NO way she could resist that. Here I was, embarrassing myself in public (not really public, as no one else was there, but still), and she couldn't just say no. I mean, that is just cold.
She looked around thoughtfully. "And why should I help you?"
Granger SO did not turn me down. If she did, I may as well have made like an ostrich and stuck my head in the ground.
That would be slightly uncomfortable, if you ask me.
"Have I not made it clear, Granger? I NEED YOUR HELP. And okay, I am sorry about the ass comment last week. But," I had to add this, "I won't back down, you do have a nice ass." She stared at me, shocked. Contrary to what she thought, however, I really was quite serious. "But seriously.what do you want from me?"
Once again, she picked up her book and resumed reading, as she said, "I don't want anything from you, Malfoy. I just want you to stop being such a jerk."
"That's something, and you just said you didn't want anything. But that's not the point. I'm not a jerk.is it MY fault I'm just trying to do my Prefect duty of looking out for the wellbeing of the younger students? I don't want their minds corrupted by seeing something they shouldn't be. And I especially want to make sure that it's not YOU they see doing these things. After all," I smirked, "you're a ROLE MODEL."
Granger shook her head. "And here I was, thinking you were turning into a real person. But then there you go again, off on a perverted tangent. Well, I'll be seeing you, I guess."
I sighed. She just wouldn't give in. "Come on, Granger. I have to take this test in five weeks, and without you it's a hopeless case for me." When in doubt, just suck up to someone. It often works.
"Really. And what will you do if any of your dear Slytherin friends were to see us together? What would you tell them?"
I rolled my eyes. "Well obviously, Granger, I'd tell them the truth. I'd tell them all about our passionate love affair. Of course, it would be complete with graphic descriptions, in vivid detail, of our late night encounters in the restricted section of the library. I mean, it has to be restricted for a reason."
Granger actually looked like she was going to honestly laugh, definitely a first for something I'd said. "You know what the scary part is about that?"
"What's that?"
"I think you really would say something like that."
I smirked. "Too right I would. But really, they'd be too stupid to notice anything. So.does that mean a yes?" I asked hopefully.
Granger thought for a moment. "You know what? Fine. But no slacking off, or I swear I'm kicking you to the curb."
"Are there any curbs in Hogwarts?"
"There probably are a few in Hogsmeade."
I shook my head. She was the smartest in the year. I was probably second to her. We were both Prefects. And yet, we always seemed to be rambling on about the stupidest things.
We were both silent for a moment. Suddenly, Granger spoke. "Malfoy?"
"Talk to me."
"Is this the first civilized conversation we've had?"
I thought about this. "Well, it at least started as a conversation. So yeah, I guess so."
She nodded. "So when is your exam?"
"The last weekend before Christmas break. I've got a few weeks left to master the charms we're working on. Of course, there's always the chance that I'll fail the test and end up cleaning tables and stealing change off the floor of the Three Broomsticks. But hopefully I won't have to fall back on that plan."
Granger stared at me. She clearly thought I was insane. Or she clear wanted me. It was often hard to tell. "Right then, Malfoy. Well, let's get to work."
It was my turn to stare at her. "Um.now?"
Granger rolled her eyes at me. "Hello, you only have five weeks to improve your knowledge of an entire subject! If I only had five weeks for that.well, I'm not sure what I'd do, but-"
"It would probably end in a drunk night in Hogsmeade and an interesting encounter with a Swedish man named Sven on an unswept sidewalk?"
She glanced at me. "Right. Exactly what I was going to say. You know, Malfoy, has anyone ever told you that you have a very vivid imagination?"
I nodded. "Often."
"Okaaaay. But back to the point, do you want to do well or not?"
I raised an eyebrow at her. "If I didn't want to do well, why would I have spent the last half an hour trying to convince you to help me do so?"
Granger nodded. "That's what I thought. So let's get to work. And remember, no slacking off."
"Or I'm going to the curb?"
"That's right."
I thought about this. "It wouldn't, perchance, happen to be the curb of the same sidewalk that was the location of your and Sven's rendezvous, would it?"
"Actually, it would."
"I know my mind is overcreative. You don't have to tell me."
"Don't worry, I wasn't going to."
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And so, my FAVORITE new Gryffindor and I spent the next hour and a half going over basic Charms theory. As could be expected from Granger, as time went on, she only got more excited. Her energy seemed to multiply at the speed of oversexed Canadian geese as my watch ticked away. After all, we were studying. Obviously she thrived on schoolwork. It was like coffee was for me, I supposed.
Speaking of which, by the time I was finally dismissed (11:00), I was desperately deprived of my coffee. I needed one of two things: coffee or sleep. It being eleven o'clock, dinner was long since over. And I was too lazy to go down to the kitchens.
And I didn't really feel like being caught by Filch or Mrs. Norris. As can also be expected, Granger didn't seem to mind breaking curfew so much if it was for *studying*. Plus, I don't think she really realized we did.
So my only other option was sleep. I dragged myself off to my dormitory, somehow avoiding all possible trouble on my way. As I pulled myself up the stairs, I reflected on the evening.
I didn't like Granger. And she didn't like me. That much was painfully obvious. But she was a good teacher, and she was better than Flitwick. I mean, he's just one scary bloke.
So that was really how I found myself faced with the prospect of being with Granger.and I mean voluntarily. Kind of. I wasn't really forced to, but I didn't have much choice.
My mind was too tired to think much, but I could recognize something. Granger wasn't really as annoying as she used to be. She just wasn't all that bad any more.
Not that I liked her. I mean, it was going to be a LONG five weeks.
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A/N: WHEW! I wrote almost this entire chapter (minus about two paragraphs) in one day. I was inspired because today I was over my friend's house and we watched.TITANIC! *laughlaugh* Yeah. Sometime later on I'm gonna find a way to have Draco and Hermy watch it again.TOGETHER! MWAHAHA! Okay. This chapter wasn't too horrible, was it? I don't know how long it's gonna be until I get another one out, but on to the important part, my awesome reviewers!
A big ol' THANK YOU to: Meg, me, DanishGirl, Tinuviel FireStorm (twice!), and DarkLights.
RikuNghts: Hahaha.I hope you liked the bit I've actually written about him asking her. I think it's completely random, but that's sort of the way I am. So I really hope you like it. And very glad you liked the ass comment, lol. But Draco was serious, as he mentioned in this chapter.hmm perhaps some D/Hr foreshadowing? I'm not saying anything.oh wait I already told everyone this is gonna be a D/Hr.oh well! Toodles!
aurienna: I was originally just going to write it in third person like everyone else does, but then I thought hey why not, it'll be better in first. And hence my story. Umm.I think it'll probably be on the slightly longer side, but I'm not entirely sure yet. You mentioned that I haven't even gotten to the romance yet.heh that's good right? I always prefer it to take a while, but that's just me. Anyway, thanks, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
relena333: Yeah, I know, down with D/G. It just doesn't work. It's awesome that you think my story's funnier than the others you've read, I hope I can keep it funny! Btw, I watched Titanic today.LOL! And about the coffee.welp, I'm probably gonna marry my coffee, so.yeah, there's Draco for you.
Ehlonna: Lol, he is kind of immature, no? But at least he's trying a little harder in this chapter, as he needs dear Hermione's help. But yeah, I've always kind of imagined to be this guy that's slightly perverted and always making dirty comments.but no one knows that he's really a virgin underneath that perverted façade of his! *cackles* NOW YOU KNOW! Sorry, I'm shutting up now.
And Meggles: Yeah. Right. They WILL snog eventually, hold your horses. Oh yeah, and another thing.BEND, WOMAN! Hahaha.
And that's me out. PLEASE REVIEW MY DARLINGS!