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Chapter 6 Late Awakenings and Coffee Deprivations
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Over the next week and a half, Hermione avoided Draco like a bad disease. The morning of the Masquerade Ball, a Friday, Hermione slept in and had to rush to get to Transfiguration on time. She grabbed hair stix off her dresser and shoved them into her hair to hold it up. Grabbing her bag, she ran out of the room without getting her coffee. She got to class moments before the bell rang. The only available seat was next to Draco. She slid into the seat, but stayed as far away from Draco as she could get. Her head started to pound. She needed coffee, bad. McGonnagall gave them eggs and told them to turn them into chickens. They were needed for dinner tonight. Hermione and Draco both accomplished that quickly. She reached into her bag for some parchment and a quill. Her head was pounding, but all she could think about was the dress she had seen in her dream the night before. Grabbing various colored inks, she began to sketch the dress from the front, sides, and back. She inked it in carefully, then picked it up to study. Suddenly, a hand reached over and pulled it from her grasp.
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Granger had transfigured her chicken quickly, then grabbed some parchment and a quill from her bag. Thinking she was doing some extra credit assignment, I turned my attention to giving my chicken silver and black feathers. I had just finished when I glanced over at what Granger had been doing. On it, she had inked a dress. Wanting to see it better, I swiped it out of her hand and began studying it closely. It was pretty, I had to admit. It was a deep sapphire blue dress with silver accents. The way she had inked it made it sparkle and shimmer. From my muggle studies class, I knew it was mideval, but with a modern twist. It had no sleeves or anything to hold it up, it seemed. I suddenly saw it in my mind, a brown haired beauty twirling in it. She reached over and grabbed it.
"That's mine." She said it angrily.
"Gee, someone sure is touchy this morning. Get up on the wrong side of the bed?"
"No, Malfoy, I haven't had my coffee yet and your presence isn't helping matters." Lucky for her, the bell rang. She grabbed her bag and dashed out, leaving her drawing on the table.
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And that's chapter 6. Please review!!!!!
~W+L~
Chapter 6 Late Awakenings and Coffee Deprivations
~*~*~*~*~*~
Over the next week and a half, Hermione avoided Draco like a bad disease. The morning of the Masquerade Ball, a Friday, Hermione slept in and had to rush to get to Transfiguration on time. She grabbed hair stix off her dresser and shoved them into her hair to hold it up. Grabbing her bag, she ran out of the room without getting her coffee. She got to class moments before the bell rang. The only available seat was next to Draco. She slid into the seat, but stayed as far away from Draco as she could get. Her head started to pound. She needed coffee, bad. McGonnagall gave them eggs and told them to turn them into chickens. They were needed for dinner tonight. Hermione and Draco both accomplished that quickly. She reached into her bag for some parchment and a quill. Her head was pounding, but all she could think about was the dress she had seen in her dream the night before. Grabbing various colored inks, she began to sketch the dress from the front, sides, and back. She inked it in carefully, then picked it up to study. Suddenly, a hand reached over and pulled it from her grasp.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Granger had transfigured her chicken quickly, then grabbed some parchment and a quill from her bag. Thinking she was doing some extra credit assignment, I turned my attention to giving my chicken silver and black feathers. I had just finished when I glanced over at what Granger had been doing. On it, she had inked a dress. Wanting to see it better, I swiped it out of her hand and began studying it closely. It was pretty, I had to admit. It was a deep sapphire blue dress with silver accents. The way she had inked it made it sparkle and shimmer. From my muggle studies class, I knew it was mideval, but with a modern twist. It had no sleeves or anything to hold it up, it seemed. I suddenly saw it in my mind, a brown haired beauty twirling in it. She reached over and grabbed it.
"That's mine." She said it angrily.
"Gee, someone sure is touchy this morning. Get up on the wrong side of the bed?"
"No, Malfoy, I haven't had my coffee yet and your presence isn't helping matters." Lucky for her, the bell rang. She grabbed her bag and dashed out, leaving her drawing on the table.
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And that's chapter 6. Please review!!!!!
~W+L~