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Chapter Six: The Accident
The night could not go by any slower for Hermione. Not only was she excited about the bet, but Ginny's glares and Draco's stares were making her anxious. Not to mention the sorting hat would not stop singing.
"That was very enjoyable, thank you. You truly do make the start of the year memorable," Dumbledore said as he smiled and clapped his aged hands. "And now for some announcements. As usual, to inform first years and forgetful minds, the third floor and the dark forest are restricted. No student, for any reason, shall enter these areas. Also, for more exciting news, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Dumbledore winked, "well, new to some." Dumbledore looked to the right of him. "We also have a new Potions professor, as well."
The whole student body errupted into an uproar of befuddlement. Well, the whole student body minus a few first years.
"Quiet down," Dumbledore called. "This may come as a shock, but Professor Snape has taken the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. And he is very happy with this new change. I know that you will support him and congratulate him kindly.
"Like mentioned before, we have a new Potions professor whom some of you know. Our very own, once head boy, Percy Weasley."
The color in Ron's face drained. He looked towards Ginny and she was as flabbergasted as he was.
Hermione looked towards Harry with her mouth agape. "Did you know about this?" She asked.
"Me? Hell, Ron didn't even know."
Hermione looked up to see an overly-proud, Weasley standing beside Dumbledore. "Do you think this is another Umbrige in the making?" Hermione asked aloud.
"Maybe. All I know is, Dumbledore must have a reason having someone from the ministry teach potions... of all classes," Ron replied.
"No kidding. Last year, Umbrige taught Defense Against the Dark Arts. Why would he make such drastic changes?" Harry mentioned.
"Not only that, Potions was Percy's worst subject," Ron informed, his voice an octave higher.
"Well, Snape has always wanted that position. But, Ron if what you say is true, than something is definitely wrong." Hermione looked at Percy once again. She thought she sensed a glimmer of fear behind his smug facade.
"Well, I think Percy will do great," Ginny butted-in. Her snobbish attitude didn't take well with Ron.
"You would, brown-noser. You are the only one Percy talks to," Ron spat.
"Well, he didn't tell me about this," Ginny pouted.
"Oh, you poor thing. Life must be so tragic for you." Ron couldn't control his tounge. Ginny humphed and flipped her hair.
"What is her problem?" Harry asked.
"One of two things, sexual frustration or PMS," Hermione whispered.
"Better be the latter," Ron said through tight teeth. Hermione noticed his ears turn bright red.
9
Draco could not stop thinking about the incident that happened on the train. He didn't know what to make of it. First, Collin was going on about how some second year was acting like a twit and the next thing he knew, he was gazing at milky white skin. It certainly was a gorgeous site to see. Draco never thought that Ginny had such curves, and he didn't even want to remember her underclothes. It was something you would expect to see on a scarlet, not on innocent Ginerva Weasley. 'She's a mystery,' Draco thought. Maybe that was what was so inticing about her.
"So what do you think of the new Potions 'professor'?" Blaise asked, interrupting Draco's thoughts.
"I think it is a disgrace to the wizarding world. Snape is teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, which means I actually have to put an effort into Potions, my worst subject." Draco snorted in disgust. "This world is crumbling. All because of this new 'minister'. He is more worse off than Fudge."
"Why did Dumbledore have to pick, Percy? Of everyone in the wizarding world, he picks Percy! That kid has a permanent stick up his you-know-what," Blaise spat.
The whole hall was chatting amongst houses, expressing their thoughts on the new change. Draco's eyes were set upon one particular Weasley as he listened to his friend's rantings. He watched as she whipped her hair. She was beautiful. He pictured himself walking up behind her and kissing her neck while playing with her hair.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" He asked aloud.
"I couldn't tell you if I tried. Are you alright, Draco? Maybe you need some sleep," Blaise inquired.
Without responding, Draco rose from his seat and stomped out of the hall.
9
Hermione and Ginny watched Draco stomp out of the hall. His face was in a tight grimace. They both rose from their seat, motioning to seek after Draco. Ginny glared at Hermione and Hermione glared back. Unfortunately for Hermione, Lavendar and Parvarti saw the eye war that was taking place and grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her back down. Ginny saw this and hurried in the direction of Draco, pleased that she had won.
"What?" Hermione snapped.
Lavendar and Parvarti smiled. "I think we should boost your makeover to tonight. Let's go."
They dragged Hermione out of the Hall and in the direction of the Gryffindor Tower. Hermione tried to look behind her to see if she could spot Ginny and Draco. But little did she know that they were alone in a deserted classroom.
9
"What the hell?" Draco gasped as something he could not see pushed him into a nearby classroom. Draco stumbled and caught himself on a desk. He turned around and saw Ginny with a smirk upon her face. "Why the bloody hell did you do that?"
"Because I wanted you alone," Ginny responded.
"You are strange, Weasel. Now, if you don't mind, I have people to see."
"And who are they?" Ginny snapped.
"None of your damn business. Now move out of the way before I have to use force."
Ginny smiled. "I would like that too much."
Before Draco could protest, Ginny had bent him backwards over a desk and locked her lips with his. He motioned to push her away but he was caught in the kiss. He couldn't resist her and she knew it.
Fear rose in Draco's stomach. He was treading on thin ice by having the thoughts and feelings he possesed. He lost control and pushed Ginny off of him. She went flying across the room and smashed her head on the corner of a desk.
Draco swore under his breath and ran over to her. He shook her but she was knocked unconcious. Not knowing what to do, he ran from the classroom and down to the dungeons without looking back.
He entered the common room in a panic. He stopped in his tracks and gaspedas he saw thetall man standing by the fire. Draco recognized this man all too well as they stared at eachother menacingly.
9
"What the bloody hell was that all about?" Ron asked Harry as the four girls left the Hall.
"I have no clue," Harry responded
"Women," Ron sighed while shaking his head.
"No joking."
