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Quidditch Cheerleaders: Chapter 6

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--Hermione--

Hermione considered going back to the Slytherin dorms, but she already had her wand so she figured she would go back tomorrow night. 'It's invisible. I hope Malfoy won't find it."

She ran towards Gryffindor tower and up to her dorm. She got out her beautiful wand and took the disgusting, goopy make-up off of her face with a simple spell.

'Thank Gods! I hate make-up.'

"All of that seducing makes me want a warm bath!" She giggled to herself, turning to grab a silky maroon bathrobe and a lush white towel to head towards the door for the prefect bathroom.

Just as soon as she reached the bathroom door, Ginny ran into the girls' dorm room, energetically.

"Hermione! Why aren't you dressed?" Ginny panted. "It's game day! We're playing Hufflepuff!"

"Damn! I was just going to take a bath." Hermione whined.

"Well, there's time for that after the game! C'mon!" Ginny ran towards Hermione's wardrobe case and grabbed Hermione's uniform, setting it on her dresser. "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you. Since its winter, Dumbledore got us some warming spells to keep our bodies hot while we're cheering in these skirts out in the freezing snow."

"Wicked." Hermione stated, as if she didn't care.

Then Hermione got an idea.

"Everyone in school usually goes to these games, right?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah. I think everyone's actually forced to go. I don't know why though." Ginny said, looking confused. "Dumbledore did want me to tell you that the warming spell starts working immediately and not to use it until you get outside."

Ginny handed her a fake wand. "Don't touch the tip. If it touches your skin, you'll get a raging fever. You won't die, but it sucks."

Hermione grabbed the bottom of the fake wand and set it on her bedpost.

"No problem." She said, not paying attention.

'Maybe, while everyone's at the Qudditch game, I can sneak in Malfoy's empty dorm room and get Harry's cloak back!' She thought to herself.

"Well, we've got to get to the game. Hurry up!" Ginny said, getting up and going to the door.

"When does the game start?" Hermione asked.

"In, like, 25 minutes. That's why I was out of breath. I was trying to find you!" Ginny said, opening the door.

"Don't wait up for me Ginny. I'll get dressed really fast and meet you down there. I've got to drop a book off at the library. It's terribly overdue." Hermione smiled at Ginny, who was holding the door open.

Ginny looked at her with a knowing look on her face. "You and your books, Hermione. Alright! But hurry up!"

"I will."

Ginny sprinted out of the girls' dorm and passed a shaken up Neville in the common room. She ran out of the portrait hole and to the field.

Hermione grabbed her uniform and took off her robe and was left in her bra and underwear.

She heard a mutter from over where her bed was.

"Who's there?" Hermione asked, walking towards the bed.

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--Draco--

He heard the sound of Severus Snape calling for all students to report to the quidditch field for the game.

Draco threw on his khaki pants and black slytherin sweater. He put on some black socks and black leather boots.

"Come on! Get to the quidditch field! Maybe Potter'll fall off and have somebody rescue him for the millionth time since we've been here." Snape grunted.

Draco snickered. "So True."

He threw on the invisibility cloak and waited for Snape to open his door. When Snape did, he ran out of it and through the common room and out of the corridor all the way to Gryffindor tower. He stood in a corner and waited to catch his breath.

Then a boy walked up and heard Draco panting. He freaked out and screamed the password and ran in, Draco following close behind.

Draco ran past Neville Longbottom and up the stairs to where he heard girls talking. He saw Ginny Weasley and slipped through the door she was holding open. He saw Granger in a silky robe.

"You and your books, Hermione. Alright! But Hurry Up!" The Weaslette squealed.

"I will." Said Granger, in an impatient voice.

Then Weasley left and Draco quietly sat on Hermione's bed. She walked over to her dresser and grabbed her uniform and took off her robe.

Draco's jaw dropped. That was the most perfect thing he's ever seen in his life.

"Oh my Gods," he muttered.

"Who's there?" Hermione asked, walking towards the bed.

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