Title: Childhood Crush
Author: Mini Squirt
Disclaimer: Blah, Blah, Blah :D
Rating: R
Chapter 3: Bloody Baron
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Seeing Draco Malfoy standing under the archway, Hermione face quickly rearranged itself into a expression of disgust, 'what do you want Malfoy?'
Draco snickered, ignoring her. Glancing past her shoulder he spotted Harry and Ron who had stopped bickering and had their wands out ready. 'Well, well, well isn't it the bloody golden trio, Potty, Weasel and Mop.'
'Shove off, you fucken git!' Yelled Harry his face filled with loathing. 'Don't you have something better to do like hang out with the Slytherin Slut?'
'Yeah,' added Ron, his hands already tightened into a fist.
'Fuck off weasel. Didn't know you needed your little sidekick to back you up Potty, you must be losing your touch.' sneered Draco, the nasty glint in his eyes.
Ron lunged towards Draco just as Hermione grabbed onto his collar, 'Ron, you idiot you'll get hurt,' she hissed glaring angrily at Draco.
"Tsk, tsk weasel.' Draco chided mockingly. 'Temper, temper, don't want to get hurt now, would we? Your dumpy mother would get a heart attack.' He snickered seeing the rage boil up within his two opponents.
'What the hell do you want, Malfoy?' Hermione demanded, losing patience.
'Took you long enough to ask,' stated Malfoy sounding bored. Hermione didn't think she'd be surprised if he whipped out a nail filer and started filing his nails. 'Professor McGonagall wants you.'
Hermione's eyes immediately narrowed in suspicion, 'what does she want?'
'Well, what do you think I am? Your personal messenger? if you want to find out go see her yourself.' When she still watched him suspiciously, he snapped out of his bored stance, his eyes angry. 'Look Mudblood, I haven't got all day, if you want to see the professor then follow me.' Whirling around he stormed out.
As soon as stormed out Hermione's face immediately lit up, talk about dramatic she thought grinning. Draco was pissed. Yip the day was already beginning to light up, her good deed for the day was done.
She let out an oomph as a large heavy hand settled on either shoulder. He looked up at Ron and Harry in exasperation; the guys still didn't understand the extent of their strength.
Their faces were filled with distrust and concern. ''Mione, you don't have to follow that git you know,' Ron gritted out, his hand clenched on her small shoulder whereas Harry looked at her quizzically '"Mop?"'
Smiling she shrugged their hands off her shoulders, 'Don't worry Harry, I'll explain later.' Walking out of the room, she spotted Draco leaning against the thick stone column, his stance was bored but Hermione could see that he had been listening in on their conversation.
'Took you long enough, what'd you have, a heart warming lecture from Potty and the Weasel about my evil clutches? Or better yet, got lost on your way? I could draw you up a map sometime, as I know that it's ever so hard to walk from one room to the other. 'Ah all that carpet must be so confusing,' drawled Draco sarcastically, his lips twitching into a half smile.
'Go screw yourself!' snapped Hermione.
'The wonders of masturbation.' Draco said sighing mockingly. 'But no, why would I do something like that? I've got hordes of girls already waiting in line to do the job for me.' he smirked at the look of disgust on her face.
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Walking down the corridor of compartments, Draco stopped at the rear of the train, in other words where all the important people stayed in.
Knocking on the door, Draco bowed down mockingly as Professor McGonagall opened the door. Seeing the familiar platinum blond haired boy bowing down to her, hardly in respect, her lips curved in a bit. 'What are you doing Malfoy?'
'Showing my respect madam, I'm ever so eager awaiting at your service Ma'am.' Draco replied cockily.
Forcing herself to frown in annoyance Professor McGonagall replied in a frosty tone, 'that will do Malfoy.'
Turning around Malfoy walked off smirking. He couldn't wait until Professor McGonagall told Hermione the new tradition. It was too bad he wasn't there to enjoy her reaction.
Turning towards Hermione, Professor McGonagall smiled. Hermione looked as though she was going to be sick. Gently patting her on the back, the professor steered Hermione into the compartment.
'No need to look so worried Hermione, I only want to talk to you about your head girl position.' Hermione suddenly relaxed.
'As you can see Hermione as head girl you will have your own dormitory and the responsibilities which come with your position.' Hermione nodded seriously. 'But a new tradition has been added to Hogwarts.' Professor McGonagall paused, 'As of tonight, you will be sharing a dormitory with another house's Head Boy. I only wish to forewarn you. Now I needed back at Hogwarts, until then miss Granger.' Nodding, she dismissed Hermione and disappeared into thin air.
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Sitting down at the house table, Hermione was deep in thought, who was she going to share the dormitory with? Hufflepuff? Ravenclaw? Oh, god! No, please not Slytherin! She begged, shuddering.
Loading her plate with mash potatoes and steak, Hermione dug in with relish.
Damn she was hungry, cramming her mouth with a fork full of creamy mash potatoes, Hermione found herself looking across the table and stopped at a certain Slytherin Prince. Her eye's narrowed.
'The stupid traitorous bastard.' he was sitting with his new best friend Blaise Zabini.
Hermione turned away to hide the hurt that was still lurking in her eyes as she swallowed her mouthful of potatoes. She turned in interest to see what Neville, Harry, Ron, Ginny and Lavender were arguing about.
'The bloody Baron got shot!' Ginny said, indignity folding her arms over her chest in annoyance.
Ron snorted, 'shot my ass, more like he got stabbed a couple of times in the back. Hmm maybe it was done by one his traitorous best friends.' He said, looking pointedly at Harry who was smiling innocently, a halo had magically appeared above his head. Though Ron swore he could still see the horns sticking out from his black crop of hair. He glowered at his best mate; he still hadn't forgiven the evil bastard for giving him the tainted bean, not to mention putting a spell on his seat so that everything time he moved or sat down, it let out a very humiliating noise. Then there was the spell he had put on his mop of red hair(it was still constantly changing colours at this moment, the spell lasting for a couple of days( then there was a matter of(
'Ron, Ron, my mate. You're giving yourself a headache trying to remember all the spells I've done on you in the last several hours. Give yourself a break, you deserve it. You can finished getting your panties in a knot after we've finished dinner.' Harry laughed.
Ignoring Harry with a flick of his head, Ron quit glowering letting the others resume their conversation.
'Nah, more like someone tried to take an hatchet at his head and missed.' Harry chuckled several minutes later. 'Hmm now that I come to think of it, isn't he a good friend of nearly headless Nick?'
Looking annoyed, Lavender stomped on Harry's foot, 'Shut up,' she hissed her eyes circling the dining hall, making sure the petrifying ghost wasn't within hearing distance. She didn't want him to take offence with their disgraceful conversation. 'What's wrong with his blood stains? They make him look roguishly handsome and more manly.' She defended stubbornly.
Ron rolled his eyes, 'Sure, if you like blood and gore. Well if you want a roguishly blood stained manly man, good luck on your bloody search.' Ron chuckled.
Everyone cracked up. Lavender's eyes narrowed to slits. ' Are you making fun of me?' she asked her voice dripping with venom.
Ron and Harry who were sniggering just chocked.
Neville, however was looking earnestly at them, 'Maybe it was a accident during an Biology experiment, you know like a blood thirsty plant.'
Everyone broke out in grins. Poor naïve Neville, he was to innocent to be hanging out with Harry and Ron. Their minds had already been corrupted with evil thoughts and sins, no doubt planted by the ever so innocent Fred and George Weasley. They grinned at the thought of corrupting the poor boy.
Hermione rolled her eyes just as Dumbledore stood up. 'Students. This year has introduced a new tradition. A Head Girl from each house and a Head Boy from each house are going to be partnered in sharing a dormitory. Now I hope you'll be able to restrain yourself till the Christmas holidays before blowing each other up.' He chuckled. 'Those lucky four will be finding out who they are tonight. And now that we're all as fill as stuffed turkey, it's now off to bed.'
Standing up Hermione groaned, argh her aching muscles, looking at her friends she smiled. 'Well I'm off to find my new dormitory partner,' she said in a bright sarcastic voice.
Her friends all grinned. 'Goodnight' they chorused all walking away with a smug smile on their face. Thanking god they weren't her.
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Hermione followed the directions given to her earlier on and found herself standing before a portrait of an ugly old sea witch. "Oh joy, of all the portrait guardians she got the sea hag".
'What's the password?' Morgana screeched picking at her charcoal black nails. Her muddy green eyes glinted beneath the tangle of dirty black hair blowing around her in the nonexistent wind in her painting.
'Screaming wrenches,' Hermione stated. "Leave it up to the old hag to think up a name like that," Hermione thought and sighed, at least it was better than last years'. She thought about trying to look on the bright side but only came up against a gloomy black brick wall.
From what she had heard it was "De boning Muggles". The ugly portrait swung shut behind her. Surveying her surroundings Hermione grinned, she couldn't wait till Harry and Ron got a load of this; then again on second thoughts they'd probably end up begging to let them live with her.
The dormitory was beautifully furnished with fat comfy couches in the main room surrounding an old fireplace, two spacious and neatly furnished bedrooms and a gleaming bathroom. She eyed the bathroom with glee, praying that she wouldn't get a bathroom hogger as a roommate, after all that was her position to fill.
Gushing water echoed from beneath the bathroom's closed door. Hermione smiled realizing that her roommate was already here.
As ten minutes turned to twenty and still the sound of the shower's spray continued at full blast, Hermione was more then just annoyed. 'Jeez what was her roommate doing? Shaving their whole body?' When the shower finally ceased its noise, Hermione smiled in relief. But when another ten minutes past and the door remained glued to the walls, she muttered a string of very unlady words.
Stalking over to the bathroom door, she raised her hand and pounded on the solid chunk of wood. The door immediately swung open and issued out billows of hot steam. Fighting through the fog, Hermione felt her jaw hit the ground when her eyes finally finished devouring the gorgeous glistening male body and stared into cynical silver eyes.
She wanted to pinch herself, not because this was such a good dream(because it wasn't. No, it was because this had to be a nightmare and she wanted to get out quick.
The dangerous lion grinned, barring his strong, sharp, white teeth. Then stopped short when he realized just who had been eating him up with her ravenous eyes.
His own silvery flecked eyes flashed in shock.
"YOU???!!!!".
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Lol, so how did you like that?
I'm sorry for the long wait but it's really hard to update when you have all these bloody teachers breathing down your neck every day just to do friggin' homework.
Any ways I know there's still massive plot holes but they'll soon start filling out once I get the plot going I just wanted to get the start going first.
Chapter four will be out soon err maybe next month.
Mini Squirt
Chapter 3: Bloody Baron
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Seeing Draco Malfoy standing under the archway, Hermione face quickly rearranged itself into a expression of disgust, 'what do you want Malfoy?'
Draco snickered, ignoring her. Glancing past her shoulder he spotted Harry and Ron who had stopped bickering and had their wands out ready. 'Well, well, well isn't it the bloody golden trio, Potty, Weasel and Mop.'
'Shove off, you fucken git!' Yelled Harry his face filled with loathing. 'Don't you have something better to do like hang out with the Slytherin Slut?'
'Yeah,' added Ron, his hands already tightened into a fist.
'Fuck off weasel. Didn't know you needed your little sidekick to back you up Potty, you must be losing your touch.' sneered Draco, the nasty glint in his eyes.
Ron lunged towards Draco just as Hermione grabbed onto his collar, 'Ron, you idiot you'll get hurt,' she hissed glaring angrily at Draco.
"Tsk, tsk weasel.' Draco chided mockingly. 'Temper, temper, don't want to get hurt now, would we? Your dumpy mother would get a heart attack.' He snickered seeing the rage boil up within his two opponents.
'What the hell do you want, Malfoy?' Hermione demanded, losing patience.
'Took you long enough to ask,' stated Malfoy sounding bored. Hermione didn't think she'd be surprised if he whipped out a nail filer and started filing his nails. 'Professor McGonagall wants you.'
Hermione's eyes immediately narrowed in suspicion, 'what does she want?'
'Well, what do you think I am? Your personal messenger? if you want to find out go see her yourself.' When she still watched him suspiciously, he snapped out of his bored stance, his eyes angry. 'Look Mudblood, I haven't got all day, if you want to see the professor then follow me.' Whirling around he stormed out.
As soon as stormed out Hermione's face immediately lit up, talk about dramatic she thought grinning. Draco was pissed. Yip the day was already beginning to light up, her good deed for the day was done.
She let out an oomph as a large heavy hand settled on either shoulder. He looked up at Ron and Harry in exasperation; the guys still didn't understand the extent of their strength.
Their faces were filled with distrust and concern. ''Mione, you don't have to follow that git you know,' Ron gritted out, his hand clenched on her small shoulder whereas Harry looked at her quizzically '"Mop?"'
Smiling she shrugged their hands off her shoulders, 'Don't worry Harry, I'll explain later.' Walking out of the room, she spotted Draco leaning against the thick stone column, his stance was bored but Hermione could see that he had been listening in on their conversation.
'Took you long enough, what'd you have, a heart warming lecture from Potty and the Weasel about my evil clutches? Or better yet, got lost on your way? I could draw you up a map sometime, as I know that it's ever so hard to walk from one room to the other. 'Ah all that carpet must be so confusing,' drawled Draco sarcastically, his lips twitching into a half smile.
'Go screw yourself!' snapped Hermione.
'The wonders of masturbation.' Draco said sighing mockingly. 'But no, why would I do something like that? I've got hordes of girls already waiting in line to do the job for me.' he smirked at the look of disgust on her face.
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Walking down the corridor of compartments, Draco stopped at the rear of the train, in other words where all the important people stayed in.
Knocking on the door, Draco bowed down mockingly as Professor McGonagall opened the door. Seeing the familiar platinum blond haired boy bowing down to her, hardly in respect, her lips curved in a bit. 'What are you doing Malfoy?'
'Showing my respect madam, I'm ever so eager awaiting at your service Ma'am.' Draco replied cockily.
Forcing herself to frown in annoyance Professor McGonagall replied in a frosty tone, 'that will do Malfoy.'
Turning around Malfoy walked off smirking. He couldn't wait until Professor McGonagall told Hermione the new tradition. It was too bad he wasn't there to enjoy her reaction.
Turning towards Hermione, Professor McGonagall smiled. Hermione looked as though she was going to be sick. Gently patting her on the back, the professor steered Hermione into the compartment.
'No need to look so worried Hermione, I only want to talk to you about your head girl position.' Hermione suddenly relaxed.
'As you can see Hermione as head girl you will have your own dormitory and the responsibilities which come with your position.' Hermione nodded seriously. 'But a new tradition has been added to Hogwarts.' Professor McGonagall paused, 'As of tonight, you will be sharing a dormitory with another house's Head Boy. I only wish to forewarn you. Now I needed back at Hogwarts, until then miss Granger.' Nodding, she dismissed Hermione and disappeared into thin air.
.
Sitting down at the house table, Hermione was deep in thought, who was she going to share the dormitory with? Hufflepuff? Ravenclaw? Oh, god! No, please not Slytherin! She begged, shuddering.
Loading her plate with mash potatoes and steak, Hermione dug in with relish.
Damn she was hungry, cramming her mouth with a fork full of creamy mash potatoes, Hermione found herself looking across the table and stopped at a certain Slytherin Prince. Her eye's narrowed.
'The stupid traitorous bastard.' he was sitting with his new best friend Blaise Zabini.
Hermione turned away to hide the hurt that was still lurking in her eyes as she swallowed her mouthful of potatoes. She turned in interest to see what Neville, Harry, Ron, Ginny and Lavender were arguing about.
'The bloody Baron got shot!' Ginny said, indignity folding her arms over her chest in annoyance.
Ron snorted, 'shot my ass, more like he got stabbed a couple of times in the back. Hmm maybe it was done by one his traitorous best friends.' He said, looking pointedly at Harry who was smiling innocently, a halo had magically appeared above his head. Though Ron swore he could still see the horns sticking out from his black crop of hair. He glowered at his best mate; he still hadn't forgiven the evil bastard for giving him the tainted bean, not to mention putting a spell on his seat so that everything time he moved or sat down, it let out a very humiliating noise. Then there was the spell he had put on his mop of red hair(it was still constantly changing colours at this moment, the spell lasting for a couple of days( then there was a matter of(
'Ron, Ron, my mate. You're giving yourself a headache trying to remember all the spells I've done on you in the last several hours. Give yourself a break, you deserve it. You can finished getting your panties in a knot after we've finished dinner.' Harry laughed.
Ignoring Harry with a flick of his head, Ron quit glowering letting the others resume their conversation.
'Nah, more like someone tried to take an hatchet at his head and missed.' Harry chuckled several minutes later. 'Hmm now that I come to think of it, isn't he a good friend of nearly headless Nick?'
Looking annoyed, Lavender stomped on Harry's foot, 'Shut up,' she hissed her eyes circling the dining hall, making sure the petrifying ghost wasn't within hearing distance. She didn't want him to take offence with their disgraceful conversation. 'What's wrong with his blood stains? They make him look roguishly handsome and more manly.' She defended stubbornly.
Ron rolled his eyes, 'Sure, if you like blood and gore. Well if you want a roguishly blood stained manly man, good luck on your bloody search.' Ron chuckled.
Everyone cracked up. Lavender's eyes narrowed to slits. ' Are you making fun of me?' she asked her voice dripping with venom.
Ron and Harry who were sniggering just chocked.
Neville, however was looking earnestly at them, 'Maybe it was a accident during an Biology experiment, you know like a blood thirsty plant.'
Everyone broke out in grins. Poor naïve Neville, he was to innocent to be hanging out with Harry and Ron. Their minds had already been corrupted with evil thoughts and sins, no doubt planted by the ever so innocent Fred and George Weasley. They grinned at the thought of corrupting the poor boy.
Hermione rolled her eyes just as Dumbledore stood up. 'Students. This year has introduced a new tradition. A Head Girl from each house and a Head Boy from each house are going to be partnered in sharing a dormitory. Now I hope you'll be able to restrain yourself till the Christmas holidays before blowing each other up.' He chuckled. 'Those lucky four will be finding out who they are tonight. And now that we're all as fill as stuffed turkey, it's now off to bed.'
Standing up Hermione groaned, argh her aching muscles, looking at her friends she smiled. 'Well I'm off to find my new dormitory partner,' she said in a bright sarcastic voice.
Her friends all grinned. 'Goodnight' they chorused all walking away with a smug smile on their face. Thanking god they weren't her.
.
Hermione followed the directions given to her earlier on and found herself standing before a portrait of an ugly old sea witch. "Oh joy, of all the portrait guardians she got the sea hag".
'What's the password?' Morgana screeched picking at her charcoal black nails. Her muddy green eyes glinted beneath the tangle of dirty black hair blowing around her in the nonexistent wind in her painting.
'Screaming wrenches,' Hermione stated. "Leave it up to the old hag to think up a name like that," Hermione thought and sighed, at least it was better than last years'. She thought about trying to look on the bright side but only came up against a gloomy black brick wall.
From what she had heard it was "De boning Muggles". The ugly portrait swung shut behind her. Surveying her surroundings Hermione grinned, she couldn't wait till Harry and Ron got a load of this; then again on second thoughts they'd probably end up begging to let them live with her.
The dormitory was beautifully furnished with fat comfy couches in the main room surrounding an old fireplace, two spacious and neatly furnished bedrooms and a gleaming bathroom. She eyed the bathroom with glee, praying that she wouldn't get a bathroom hogger as a roommate, after all that was her position to fill.
Gushing water echoed from beneath the bathroom's closed door. Hermione smiled realizing that her roommate was already here.
As ten minutes turned to twenty and still the sound of the shower's spray continued at full blast, Hermione was more then just annoyed. 'Jeez what was her roommate doing? Shaving their whole body?' When the shower finally ceased its noise, Hermione smiled in relief. But when another ten minutes past and the door remained glued to the walls, she muttered a string of very unlady words.
Stalking over to the bathroom door, she raised her hand and pounded on the solid chunk of wood. The door immediately swung open and issued out billows of hot steam. Fighting through the fog, Hermione felt her jaw hit the ground when her eyes finally finished devouring the gorgeous glistening male body and stared into cynical silver eyes.
She wanted to pinch herself, not because this was such a good dream(because it wasn't. No, it was because this had to be a nightmare and she wanted to get out quick.
The dangerous lion grinned, barring his strong, sharp, white teeth. Then stopped short when he realized just who had been eating him up with her ravenous eyes.
His own silvery flecked eyes flashed in shock.
"YOU???!!!!".
.
Lol, so how did you like that?
I'm sorry for the long wait but it's really hard to update when you have all these bloody teachers breathing down your neck every day just to do friggin' homework.
Any ways I know there's still massive plot holes but they'll soon start filling out once I get the plot going I just wanted to get the start going first.
Chapter four will be out soon err maybe next month.
Mini Squirt