A/N- Hey! I updated faster this time! GO ME! YAY! Now, just to get that Geometry homework done… anyway on to the story!
Plans are made on both sides of a war. But if both sides executed their plan perfectly, both sides would win. The plan always changes. Someone always falters.
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"ARRRR! He makes me SOOO mad!" Hermione was still fuming an hour later as the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station.
Harry was sitting across from her with his eyes glazed over and his forehead against the window. Ginny was sitting next to him staring off into space. Both of them had tuned out Hermione's ranting long ago. Only Ron was still listening to her. In the beginning he had been yelling about what a git Malfoy was too, but even he was running out of steam.
"I swear! Honestly who does he think he is! Just because his dad is loaded doesn't give him the right to treat people like dirt!" Hermione continued to rant, oblivious to everyone else. "Someone needs to do something about that GIT!" Hermione fumed as she got up to leave the train.
"Why don't you then?" Ginny asked.
"Huh? What?" Hermione questioned, baffled someone had finally interrupted her ranting. "I didn't mean me!"
"Why not you? You're the smartest girl in school. If anyone could come up with a way to dethrone the king Malfoy its you." Ginny said honestly. By now the four had gotten off the train and were looking for a carriage.
"I don't know," Hermione was cut off by a loud voice booming, "Firs' yers 'is way!"
"Hagrid!" four teenagers yelled. The huge man turned to face them.
"Well, there you are! I was beginin to 'onder 'wut happen'd to you! How was ur summer?" Hagrid asked with a big grin on his face.
"Good, how about you?" Harry answered.
"I had a pretty amazin' summer. I got sumthin' new! Can't wait ter show you!"
"Oh no," Ron sighed, "Hagrid, what did you do?"
"Can't tell ya now. Yull kno soon enogh!" With that Hagrid turned and walked over to the group of trembling first years. "Alright, load up the boats!" He yelled to the first years.
"Oh man, I hope he didn't get something dangerous," Ginny said in a worried tone.
"Its Hagrid, of course its something dangerous," Hermione replied.
"As long as it has less than eight legs I'm good," Ron said cringing and turning red. Everyone laughed at this.
"Come on, I'm hungry lets get a carriage." Ron said changing the subject.
"What else is new?" Hermione muttered as the group headed off to an empty carriage ahead.
Hermione had expected the usual pointless chatter about getting settled and what classes would give the most homework, but as soon as they had all taken a seat Ginny immediately brought up her "plan" again.
"So, how are we going to get Malfoy?" Ginny asked, an expectant look on her face.
"I never said I was going to do this." Hermione replied, sending Ginny an annoyed look.
"Mione!" Ginny whined. "You're the best person I could think of to finally teach Malfoy a lesson. He's a horrible person! Think of all the things he's done to you over the years! Plus, you have me, Harry and Ron to help."
Both boys immediately started mumbling, "I'll be busy ya know…. Quidditch…. Homework…. You know stuff… sorry Mione."
"Oh shut up you too. You're gonna help us!" Ginny exclaimed. Harry and Ron slumped against the back of their seats, defeated.
"No, you guys won't have to help, because I'm not going to do anything!" Hermione yelled. Harry and Ron looked alarmed by Hermione's anger, but it didn't even phase Ginny.
"We're going to do something. Let's meet in the room of requirement tonight after the feast"
"But, I was planning on," Hermione stopped at the look Ginny was giving her. She sighed in defeat, "I'll be there."
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"Crabbe, Goyle, go get a carriage. I'll be there in a minute." Draco Malfoy ordered his two friends.
"Where are you going?" they asked.
"Its really none of your business. I'll be there in a minute." With that Draco turned and walked towards a short girl with long brown hair. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her hips and leaned down and kissed her neck.
"Oh Draco! It's so nice to see you again! I sent you like a million letters this summer! You must not have gotten them though, because I haven't gotten a single reply!" She turned around and kissed him squarely on the mouth.
"Hmmmm, I haven't gotten a single letter all summer! I'm sorry Pansy," he lied effortlessly.
"It's ok! I knew you didn't get them! Because if you had then you would have answered!" she said stupidly.
Draco rolled his eyes while she wasn't looking. Honestly, how stupid can someone be? But whatever, I don't put up with her for her brains. Draco thought to himself.
"So babe, I really missed you. What are you doing after the feast tonight?" He asked pulling her closer to him.
She beamed up at him and replied, "I'll be with you of course! I've missed you so much! I never want to be away from you again!" She giggled.
"Awesome, meet me outside the empty classroom on the 3rd floor." He ordered, releasing her.
"Ok!" She yelled to his back as he walked away.
He had just reached the carriage when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see her standing there. It was all he could do not to show his annoyance.
"You didn't kiss me goodbye!" She practically whined. He leaned down and kissed her quickly just to get her to go away. He didn't want her now. She bounced joyfully back to her friends.
"Honestly, that has to be the stupidest person I have ever met." Draco said as he climbed into the carriage. "And that's sayin' something because I know you two." Crabbe and Goyle just sat there and nodded, not realizing they had been insulted.
But he didn't want to think about that ditz anymore. He wanted to reflect on the misery he had put little miss perfect in earlier. "Did you guys see the look on her face?"
"Who's face?" they asked in unison.
"Mudblood's on the train."
"Yeah," they chuckled.
"Man I got her good. And did you see Potty and Weasel? Today was just proof they're babies. They'll never do anything against me. If they won't try to hurt me for harassing their little hoe, then they never will." Malfoy sat in his chair laughing at his accomplishment. "But, I can't say I didn't enjoy it. Who gave a mudblood permission to be that good lookin'? She probably made a potion to make her that way. She must have forgot about her hair though. Little hoe. Only a pureblood is allowed to be good looking. When I'm Minister of Magic, mudbloods are gonna be like house elves, working for the better half. I'd buy Granger. Every guy has his needs. Even if she is a filthy mudblood."
Crabbe and Goyle sat across from him nodding stupidly at everything he said. But Draco took no notice of them. He already had a plot forming in his head. I'm going to use that filthy mudblood to get to Potter. If I have a little fun along the way, Hey! That's not my fault, its just part of the plan. He leaned back against his seat and grinned at his own genius.
