Toxic Kisses
The Legitimacy Serum
A.N. Heyy everyone! Your support for this story has been awesome. You really have motivated me. So anyways, here is the next chapter. The longer A.N. will be at the bottom along with Thank You's.
(Chapter song: Hear Me by Kelly Clarkson)
I was in paradise.
Well not exactly, I was with him. Our hands were intertwined and we were running down the school corridors. I was ecstatic.
Suddenly he stopped and turned to face me. I smiled and looked up into his shimmering grey eyes. They were no longer cold, but warm and open. It was like looking into his soul. No wonder why he never let anyone see him like this.
"I love you Hermione," He whispered into my ear. I was pushed up against the wall. The cool stone sent shivers down my spine and through out my body.
"Draco," I muttered. I closed my eyes as I felt him fill the gap in-between us. "I love you too."
I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Hermione," he called but for some reason I wouldn't answer. "Hermione? Hermione!" This time he was shouting.
"Hermione! Wake up!" I saw him say. What the hell? I was awake. "Hermione!" Suddenly I started to shake. I turned over to my side and heard a female voice calling me now. Draco began to fade away. I tried to run towards him but he was disappearing as fast as he came. No! Don't go! …But he did.
"Hermione! Come on! It's the first day of classes! You need to wake up!" I opened one of my eyes and then instantly shut it again. Damn it was bright out. "Hermione, I'm serious. You need to get up now! If you don't, I swear to Merlin, I will throw you out of your bed."
I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them. Lavender Brown was standing over me. "Finally! Merlin Hermione, I thought you died or something."
I smiled weakly. It was too early in the morning. I slowly began to sit up as she walked over towards her bed. She was already dressed, and the other two girls were already down in the common room. I swung my legs over the side of my bed and then stood up. My vision became a fuzzy blur from getting up too fast but after a few seconds it stopped. I made my way towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. Quickly I removed my pajamas and stepped in. With a sigh I let the warm water beat down against my body.
As I washed myself I thought back to my dreams. "I love you Hermione," echoed in my mind. Who said that? I paused and thought hard. I remembered reading somewhere that 5 minutes after you wake up you forget fifty percent of your dreams content, and 10 minutes later you forget almost ninety percent. I still had time to remember it. I had only been awake for about 5 minutes.
Oh my god. I stopped washing my hair and just stood there. Draco said it. In my dream Draco told me that he loved me. What the hell? Whoa. I blinked and spaced out. I was only brought back to reality when Lavender whacked the door.
"Hermione what the hell is taking you so damn long? Are you drowning in there now!" I laughed.
"No Lav, it's okay. I was just getting out."
"Good. You have five minutes to get out here, or I'm leaving for breakfast without you! And remember, we have Potions first with the Slytherins!"
"Alright. I'll be out in two." Quickly I rinsed myself off and stepped out of the shower. I performed a quick drying spell and slipped into my robes. Then I brushed out my hair and pulled it back into a bun and applied a little makeup with a spell Lavender had taught me before the end of fifth year. It was so useful. It's a shame I didn't know it beforehand.
I opened the door to see Lavender getting ready to leave. She threw my books at me and thankfully I caught them and slipped them into my bag.
"Come on you slow poke, I'm starving!" I smiled and walked up next to her. Together, we strolled down the Hogwart's corridors on one mission. To find food.
"So how was your summer, Lav?" I asked her politely. I really haven't had a chance to catch up with her, so why not do it now?
"Good," she replied calmly and then broke into an unusually large smile. I knew what this meant.
"Lavender! Who is ittt?" I squealed with delight. I just loved to hear about the sweet things guy's have done for their girl friends. Lavender always seemed to get the good ones.
"Well," she began, "His name's Matt. Matt Heffurn. I met him over the summer at a club. He is a seventh year at some other school of magic. It's insanely similar to Hogwarts. I'm surprised I haven't heard of it, have you?"
I shook my head. She sighed.
"Anyways, so we started dating after like two weeks, and Hermione, he is so sweet!" I smiled as she continued to ramble on. In no time we were outside of the Great Hall doors, and together we sauntered in. Lavender continued to talk as we made our way to the Gryffindor table, and I just nodded and added a few "Oh my god! He is so sweet!" and "No way! He did?" She'd nod her head enthusiastically and then add yet another adorable and romantic gesture he did for her. Why couldn't I have my own knight in shining armor? I can only wish. I sighed and sat in between Harry and Ginny, Lavender sat across from me and next to Ron, who blushed a deep red. Aww, he likes her. I smiled at his flushed features, and then at Lavender who just finished her story.
"- and right before I left for Hogwarts, he gave me this white rose and he told me 'Lavender, each day we are separated, this rose will get darker in color, and by the time this school year is over, it shall be a beautiful mix of pink, reds and whites. It's a symbol to show you how much I really care for you.' Isn't that so adorable! Merlin, I love Matt! I really think I do."
I looked at her glowing features. Lavender was so beautiful. "He sounds great, Lav, he really, does. You should keep him!"
She nodded her head quickly. "Of course I am! What do you think I am, crazy! What kind of girl leaves a guy who does all that for her!"
I laughed, "Definitely not you!"
"Duh!"
We laughed once again, and began to eat. Harry and Ron had already eaten three whole pancakes, two fried eggs, four pieces of bacon and two sausages, along with downing 2 goblets of Pumpkin Juice.
"Jeez Hermione!" Ron exclaimed as he watched me cut my pancake into bitable pieces. "Why the bloody hell do you cut your food! It takes too much time! Just shove it into your mouth!"
I shook my head and let out a small laugh.
"Oh Ronnikins, will you ever learn?" He gave me a confused look, and waited for me to continue but I didn't. Ginny started to laugh as Ron began to shove down some more food.
Harry got the hint and picked up his knife and began to cut his food. Ron glanced over at him, in between mouthfuls of food.
"Harry! What the hell do you think you are doing?" Ron lunged forward and grabbed the knife out of Harry's hands. "No, no, no! Men do not eat with knives. It takes too much time! Didn't you hear me explain this to Hermione!"
Harry laughed and with a sigh said, "Alright Ron, for once in your life, you are right. But I think I'm full." Ron crinkled his eyebrows in confusion.
"But Harry," he whined, "That's only your fourth pancake!" Ginny and I rolled our eyes.
"Well we have potions in fifteen minutes, and I don't want to throw up too much food when I see that grease ball Snape."
Ron dropped his fork and pushed back his plate. "You're right. Merlin, why do they have to this to us!"
I smiled and began to eat as everyone else chattered joyously. Contently I sat there and thought about the upcoming day. Potions with the Slytherins. I'll be able to see Draco. Internally I let out a yelp of delight. Draco is gorgeous.
Quietly, I finished the last of my breakfast and wiped my mouth with my napkin, which I then folded and placed on my plate. I glanced around the Great Hall, and then back down at the table. Suddenly, I felt like I was being watched. You know that feeling don't you? When you can feel someone's eyes on you, but you don't know why. It's an especially freaky feeling when you can't see the onlooker.
Nervously I looked up from the table and straight across the hall. My honey brown eyes instantly became locked on to a pair of cold, grey eyes. Draco's eyes. My body trembled slightly. He smirked at me, and held my gaze for a few more seconds before looking away.
Why did he do that? Did he want me to look at him? Oh my god, what did that mean!
"Hermione? Hello? Earth to Hermione!" I shook my head and looked up to see Ron waving a hand in front of my face. "Come on you space cadet, its time for Potions. Try to stay down here on Earth, rather than up in space. It's better down here." He smiled at me and I laughed.
Together we linked arms and we paraded down to the Potions classroom. Harry was on my left side and his eyes twinkled with mirth as I slipped my arm into his as well. Life was great right now. Just great.
"Welcome back. I'm sure this year will be asenjoyable as the previous," Snape drawled sarcasticallyas he scanned the room with his beady eyes. Like usual, the Slytherins and Gryffindors separated themselves. The Gryffindors were on the right side of the room, the Slytherin's were on the left. I was sitting at the second to last table in between Ron and Harry. They were passing notes and drawing Quidditch plans, while I sat there and listened intently.
As Snape began his usual 'beginning of the year' speech, I scanned the room. The Gryffindors were all paying attention, and trying not to do anything that would upset Snape. The last thing we all wanted was for house points to be deducted for absolutely no reason, and on the first day of classes.
The Slytherins were sitting there all smug. Some were twirling their quills, while others, like Draco and his goonies, were drawing some of the Gryffindor's dieing.
Just as I looked at Draco, he looked up and caught my eyes once again. He stared right back at me, and then threw a paper airplane that landed on the table I was at. I watched him smirk, and then I turned to face the desk. With shaky fingers I opened the airplane. Something inside was moving.
What could it say? Is it something good? Ahh! Just open it Hermione. Just open it!
Carefully, I smoothed it out on the table and then focused on the picture. It was a drawing of me, with my bushy hair. I was standing in the library, in front of all of the bookshelves. I was holding too many books and my knees were shaking from the weight. Above my head it said "Beware! I am the hair monster nerd! Rarr!"
I felt my cheeks begin to burn as I watched the rest of the note. Suddenly, all of the bookshelves behind me, started to collapse on one another, and the last one, the one I was standing in front of, fell right on top of me. Killing me, squishing me, crushing me alive.
A small whimper escaped my lips. I don't know why. I had gotten so good at hiding my emotions, but this just brought back all of those horrible childhood memories.
"Ms. Granger," Snape shouted at me. His eyes narrowed, and he licked his lips, as if he could taste the trouble he was about to start. "Would you like to share that note to the class?"
I glanced up at him. My eyes were tearing up. I shook my head and in a steady strong voice I said "No Professor. This paper isn't a note, but notes I had taken for this class."
He raised his eyebrows. "Ms. Granger, we haven't started anything yet, so how could you possibly have notes?" This comment made the Slytherins snicker, and the Gryffindors groan. They knew we were about to get points taken off. I covered the paper with my arms, as Harry and Ron tried to look at it. Harry must have seen some of it, because he clenched his fists and glared at Draco, who in return just smirked.
"My, my, Ms. Granger. It looks like your 'notes' are getting Mr. Potter aggravated. Why don't you bring them up to me?"
I glared at Snape. He was so disgusting, and filthy, and greasy. I hated him with a passion. The Gryffindors probably hated him more than the whole Slytherin House. Well, I know for sure that I did!
Slowly, I pushed back my chair and walked towards the front of the room. I held my head high, and walked with confidence. I practiced during the summer. I might as well perfect this shield and false façade that hid my actual feelings from the world. It was hard work, but it was worth it.
With a sly smile he took the paper from my hands and watched the short movie play. Once it was done, he looked up at me and smirked. "Who wrote this note to Ms. Granger?" The class looked around, and all their eyes stopped on Draco as he raised his hand.
"I did Professor." He drawled lazily, like saying those three words were going to kill him.
"Very creative Mr. Malfoy." Draco smirked at him, and then at me. His eyes were glowing with pride. "Five points from Gryffindor-" Snape announced after Draco finished.
"WHAT!" Ron cried from the back of the room. I closed my eyes and shook my head. Please Ron, don't start.
"-because of Ms. Granger's note reading during class." I could feel my face flush as everyone's eyes were focused on me yet again. With my head down, I sauntered back to my seat and sat down. As I walked by Draco mumbled "Good job, mudblood."
"And another five points for Mr. Weasley's outburst." Snape finished. Ron sat back in his seat and pouted. I wouldn't look up. "Now that we've got that settled, let's begin today's class."
Potion's went without another interruption, and not once did I look up. Instead, I just took notes on everything Snape was saying. Tomorrow we were going to start a project with a member of another house, which meant I would be stuck with one of those Slytherin pureblood prats.
"Out now!" Was the last thing Snape shouted. I let out a sigh of relief and quickly gathered my books and slipped them into my bag which I put on my shoulder. I managed to slip out of the Potions classroom without any other confrontations, and for that I was thankful. At least I had Transfiguration with the Huffelpuffs. They were always nice to me.
Today went by so slowly. It was horrible. I was overjoyed when the last class of the day was dismissed. I had homework, and I was glad. I needed something to distract me from everything that happened today. Especially the whole Potions incident. Maybe I could just forget about it, like I forgot about most of my childhood. It'd take some time, but I could manage.
"Hermione!" Harry and Ron exclaimed in unison as I entered through the portrait hole.
"What the bloody hell did Malfoy write on that damn piece of parchment!" Ron demanded. His face was a bright red, and you could tell he was furious. Harry and him must have been talking about this before I walked in.
"It was nothing," I quietly replied. I didn't want the whole common room to hear our conversation, even though Ron had attracted as much attention as possible from his small outburst.
"Hermione, please," Harry pleaded, "I saw part of that note. Draco drew you dieing," I winced, "Please, tell me what else was on there." Harry then dropped his voice, "Ron and I can get them back. We have the invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map."
I forced a smile and the shook my head, "No, don't go after them. We don't need to loose anymore points today. Besides, that note is nothing new. I'm used to those types of things."
Ron raised his eyebrows, "You looked pretty hurt Hermione," I glared at him.
"Wouldn't you? Especially if someone sent you a death wish?" Harry and Ron visibly flinched at my tone. The harshness in it even surprised me. "Look, wow, I'm sorry guys. I know you are both just trying to help, but I really need to be alone right now. I have loads of homework-"
"We can help," Ron piped in. He seemed eager, but when he saw that I was still upset he mellowed down, "Sorry."
"Ron, no, it's not you. It's just me. This is not how I wanted to start off my first day of Sixth Year. I'll be fine tomorrow. Don't worry." I plastered a smile on my face, which I knew they could see through, and I ran up to my room. I threw my books on my bed, shut my curtains, put a silencing and locking charm on them and screamed. I screamed and cried for hours until I couldn't any more. It was around seven when I finally started my homework. I skipped dinner. I wasn't hungry anyways.
The next morning I woke up with a splitting head ache. I rubbed my eyes and grabbed some Advil out of my dresser drawer. I charmed it to work immediately, and within seconds my headache was gone. With ease I removed the locking and silencing charms and made my way towards the bathroom. I took a quick shower, and got dressed and I grabbed my books and made my way down to breakfast.
Once again I sat in between Harry and Ginny, and across from Lavender and Ron. I smiled and talked animatedly with everyone. I ate a large amount of breakfast, and drank a full goblet of juice, something I usually didn't do.
"Well, I'm glad someone's feeling better," Harry whispered in my ear which caused me to smile.
"Me too," I lied. He believed me though. I felt so bad, but it was just part of the façade. No one could know I was hurting. Yesterday I had been weak. I had let my guard down just because of Draco. I couldn't do that anymore. No I couldn't.
After breakfast, Harry, Ron and I had Transfiguration, Herbology, Lunch, and then Potions. I had dreaded this class all day, and now it had finally come.
As quietly and inconspicuous as I could be, I slipped into the classroom. I took my seat and took out my books, parchment and quill. Draco was already in the room, which was a surprise, and I could feel his eyes follow me all the way to my seat.
Just after the last straggler entered the room, Snape walked in.
"Today I will assign you your partners from another house for this upcoming project. You will be expected to research the assigned potion and create it to the best of your ability. There will be ten class periods provided to brew this concoction, but you must do your research outside of class. Does everyone understand me?"
The class answered with a resounding 'yes'.
"Good. I expect a bottled sample of the assigned potion on my desk by no later than October 1st. And I do not want any of you to tell me that you finished your potion ahead of schedule. Each of the selected tonics takes at least ten classes to complete, so there shall be no excuses. And if there are, there will be punishment. Understand?"
There were mutters of "Yes Professor" heard through out the room.
"Okay. Now here are your partners. Potter and Parkinson, Weasley and Goyle, Longbottom and Matthews," Snape continued down the list. I held my breath until he got to my name. "Ahh, Granger. Hmm, let's see. Granger and Crabbe." I released my breath. Why him? "No, wait, Crabbe you can go with Brown, Granger, you and Mr. Malfoy can work together. You better get along." He smirked at us, and Draco glared at him. If looks could kill, Snape would have been dead on the spot. I shuttered, and gathered my belongings and moved next to Draco. Harry and Ron patted my back sympathetically and I smiled weakly at their kind gestures.
As I sat down, Draco coughed. It wasn't a real one, but one of those fake "Ew, get away from me," coughs. I rolled my eyes. I had to be strong, and that's exactly what I was going to do.
"Look, I know this is a horrible predicament, and believe me, I don't want to work with you," Lie number one, "As much as you don't want to work with me. So, let's just try to get through this month with out a whole bunch of bickering and fighting. Please?"
Draco just stared at me. "Fine. But I don't want to be seen talking to you when I don't have to. Okay? Don't walk up to my in the halls, and do not talk to me during Breakfast, Lunch or Dinner, or any time in between. Do you understand?"
I sighed and nodded. "It's all for the better. Now what's the Potion we were assigned?" Draco shrugged and made no move on finding out, so I stood up and walked towards Snape.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry Professor, but what is Mr. Malfoy's and my potion?" Snape glared at me and grumbled as he flipped through his notes.
"You two must do the…" He paused as he continued to look, "The Legitimacy Serum".
I nodded and thanked the Professor before returning to Draco.
"What is it?" He inquired with absolutely no interest in his voice.
"The Legitimacy Serum." I replied before opening up my Potions text book and taking out an extra piece of parchment.
"And what the hell does that mean?"
"Well, that's what we're going to find out tonight."
"Excuse me!" He asked, well more like demanded. "Who says I'm going anywhere with you mudblood?"
I held back the urge to cringe, but instead, I looked right up at him. "Must you call me a mudblood? I know I am one, but please, this will be so much easier if you don't. Just stick with Granger, alright Malfoy?"
He sneered.
"And to answer your question, tonight we are going to the library. Okay? Do you want to get this over with or not?"
He shrugged.
"If not, then we can take this study time out of your Quidditch Practices." Draco jumped at this and you could see his eyes flash in anger.
"Tonight is fine." He replied with gritted teeth. "What time?"
"Eight. Right after dinner. Don't be later. Okay?"
"Fine."
For the rest of the class he scribbled on his Potion's notes while I skimmed through my Potion's book to see if there was anything on The Legitimacy Serum, and of course there wasn't.
"You can leave now," Snape drawled from the front of the room. Everyone dashed out of his class. Draco was the first.
As I exited the room, I heard Harry and Ron running behind me to catch up.
"Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, "Wait up!" I stopped and leaned against the wall as the walked up besides me. "What the hell is Snape's problem!"
Harry shrugged, "He just wants to make us go through hell."
"Yeah, but why make his own house go through it as well?" I questioned. Both Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows.
"Maybe he was forced into doing it. I mean, there has been such a big rivalry between the two houses for ages." Ron stated.
"Wow Ron, this year must be your year!" Harry exclaimed. Ron laughed. "Because Ron, I think you're right. What if, Dumbledore made Snape do this? What if he's trying to bring all of the houses together?"
The three of us pondered this thought and finally came up with a conclusion. This definitely wasn't Snape's idea. Someone else was behind this, and it most definitely was Dumbledore.
"Great, just bloody great," Ron exclaimed, "If they make us do anything outside of class with those slimy gits, I will, I will, I don't know! But what ever it is, it will be bad!"
"Just like when you told Malfoy to eat slugs but you did instead. Bad like that, right?" Harry teased. Ron blushed and playfully hit Harry in the arm.
"You are next Mr. Potter! You are next!" We all burst into laughter as we walked into the Gryffindor Common Room. I separated myself from them and caught up with Ginny. I told her everything that had happened (I acted extremely disgusted when I mentioned Malfoy, each and every time) and she cringed at my horrible fate.
"Wow Hermione, that sucks." She stated.
"I know," I shook my head and look down at my bed. "And the worst thing is I have to meet Malfoy tonight in the library to do some research."
She stuck out her tongue. "Better you than me!" I gave her a fake death glare and grabbed a pillow and threw it at her.
"You aren't helping Ginny!" I laughed as she pelted me with a pillow.
"Of course not!" I rolled my eyes and began working on my homework with her, and before I knew it, it was time for dinner.
As hard as I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about being alone with Draco in the library. I just couldn't. I was getting nervous. It was going to be just me and him, alone, together, secluded in the back corner of the library.
"Hermione are you okay?" Harry asked me. He placed a hand on my forehead. "You're shaking, but you don't have a temperature."
"Thank you Dad," I replied sarcastically. I smiled to show him I was only joking. He laughed.
"I'm sorry my dear. It's just that I care for my little Hermione!"
"Who are you calling little, mister!" I retorted. My eyes danced with laughter.
"I'm calling you little. Because you are just such a small little thing. I remember when you were two-"
I hit his arm playfully. "You didn't even know me when I was two!" He rolled his eyes.
"Of course I did Hermione. I'm your father!" He said the last sentence like he was in Star Wars (a muggle movie). I couldn't stop laughing. Ron and Ginny just looked at us confused, and then continued their conversation when we wouldn't answer.
When my laughter subsided, I began to eat. Harry always knew how to cheer me up, and boy did I love him for it.
Before I knew it, Draco was off my mind, and I was lost in the chatter of my friends. My thoughts were drawn away from my friends when I saw Draco stand up to walk away. There were only about 10 people from each house at their tables. I glanced at my watch. It was five of eight.
"Oh no! Sorry guys, I have to go and do some research! I'll be back later tonight. I am so sorry!"
Harry and Ron rolled their eyes but Ginny smirked at me. In her eyes I could see she was rubbing in the fact that I had to spend time with Malfoy. But I didn't mind.
Quickly I grabbed my bag and ran towards the library. As I made my way up the stairs, I saw people from every house but Gryffindor standing in front of this bulletin board. People were laughing and someone shouted. "Look here she comes now!"
Everyone in the crowd turned to stare at me. I glared at everyone. "Let her see!" A female shouted, and the swarm of students parted for me. I walked down to the bulletin board and saw the note that Draco had written to me. I stood in horror as I watched myself get crushed by those bookshelves.
"Who did this!" I shouted enraged. "Who put this up here!" No one answered. I pushed my way past everyone and ran towards the library.
"Aww, look there she goes. Maybe she'll die tonight." A male shouted from behind me. I wouldn't look back. My eyes were burning with tears. I couldn't take it anymore. I felt people watching me make my retreat. I stopped and I felt someone watching from the side. I glanced over. It was Draco, and for some reason, it looked like he was just a little sympathetic. But how could he be? He was probably the one who put that note on the board. How could he!
I looked away and ran into my corner of the library. Once I reached the chair I collapsed and threw my bag onto the ground. I buried my head in my arms and cried. How could someone do this to me? I thought they were done with all of this tormenting. I felt myself getting dizzy and overwhelmed with everything that had just happened. It all occurred so quickly. Why did this happen! Why?
I sat back and sniffed. My eyes were blotchy, so I wiped them with my sleeve. I slipped my hand in my pocket to look for a tissue, but instead I found the knife I took from my house. Swiftly I looked around the library. There was no body else in here. Carefully I slipped the knife out of my pocket and placed it on my wrist, and I slid it across. I felt the blood begin to ooze out. It felt so good. I was getting rid of that dirty blood, and it was oh so nice.
Only two more slices. I cut my arms twice more and then placed the bloodied knife back into my pocket. I watched the blood drip down my arms for a few minutes before clotting the bleeding with a spell. I rolled down my sleeves and fixed my hair and robes. Draco should be arriving any moment now, and right on queue he did.
"Okay, let's get this over with Granger."
I nodded and then went off into the bookshelves to find a book on the Legitimacy Serum. After I found four, I walked back to the table and put them down. "Well, let's start reading."
Draco eyed the books and solemnly agreed. This was going to be one long night.
Hour after hour we read and took notes, and by one in the morning we had all of the necessary information.
"Alright," he began. I looked up from notes and into his eyes, "The Legitimacy Serum is basically a truth tonic. When ever the drinker takes it, he answers every question asked honestly. It is mostly used for prisoners or during torture. This Serum was mostly commonly found in use by the Dark Lord." His voice died down at the end of the sentence and then looked down at his notes.
I didn't say anything.
"Okay, I think that's good for now." He nodded. I began to fold up my notes and place them into my bag, and as I did so, I noticed him eye my wrists. I glanced down at them. The cuts were fresh and still a dark crimson. He couldn't see them though, could he? I did put on that look away spell this morning. I shook my head and rid those thoughts from my head. Don't scare yourself Hermione.
I gathered up the books and placed them back on their respected shelves. When I returned, he was gone. I tried not to look disappointed, but I was. The only thing that was left was his vanilla-woodsy scent. I inhaled deeply. He smelt so good.
I looked around the library. No body was left. Even Madame Prince had gone to bed, but she had allowed Draco and me to spend as much time as we needed. It helped to be the librarians pet. I smirked to myself and gathered the rest of my notes, slipped then into my bag and exited the library.
"Pixie Dust," I muttered to the Fat Lady who glared at me through sleepy eyes.
"You know, you shouldn't be out this late dear." I nodded and then walked through the portrait hole. Once I was up in my room, I dropped my bag onto the floor and took off my shoes. I placed them on the ground and noticed a folded paper with my name on it. It was written in a swirly and neat cursive. I picked it up and lay down on my bed. I opened it but it was too dark to read. All I could see was the name Draco.
Draco? What? Why the hell does this say Draco? Did Draco write this to me? Read it Hermione.
I tried to keep my eyes open, but I couldn't. Before I knew it, I fell into a deep sleep. The note lay forgotten by my side. The note Draco wrote to me. But what did it say?
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