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To all those who have read Moved In and Moved On before: I would like to say that I have just revised the title. Thanks.
20-Year-Old Teenager
Summary: (Previously named Moved In) Back at Hogwarts, Hermione had grown faster than any of her peers had, thus not facing the joys and pains of being a 'normal' teen. Now 20, her past catches up. Living under the same roof with Harry, Ron and Draco, she faces trials like overprotective 'brothers', late night parties, immature men, jealous ex's, first love and school. DH
Chapter Nine
Tedious Tasks and The Truth
The next morning, which was a bright and sunny Saturday morning, found Christian Waters once more on the doorstep of Four Ministry Lane. He stood there unsure whether to knock or just leave the folder on the doorstep.
Don't get him wrong; Christian really wanted to help Hermione by giving her the notes that she missed the day before. He was, after all, Hermione's friend. He had taken down notes for her, too. But, he really did not feel good about seeing her housemates again. If only Gwen did not have that dental appointment that very minute…
Christian took a deep breath and listened for a while.
Sounds like chaos inside…
Finally, Christian decided to knock.
"Coming!" A masculine voice replied from inside.
As the door was being opened, the following was heard from the interior of the house.
"RONALD WEASLEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THE BLENDER?!"
That would be Hermione.
"I CAN'T STOP IT!!"
That would be Ron.
Whirrrr...whirr…whirr... SPLAT!!
That would be the blender, gone awry and shooting its contents randomly.
"WEASLEY! WHAT THE FREAKING -!"
That would be Draco, the accidental target of the blender, being hit.
Whirrrr...whirr…whirr... SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
"WEASLEY! You this means WAR!!!"
Whir – SPLOIT! SPLAT!
"FIRST ONE TO HIT POTTER'S SCAR WINS!"
"RON! DRACO! STOP IT THIS -!"
SPLOIK!
Harry closed the door behind him as an unidentified flying object hit it. "Yes?"
Christian was once more in the presence of a boxer-clad Harry Potter, only this time the boxers were red.
"Um, Mr. Potter, I would just like to give this to Hermione."
Harry eyed the folder suspiciously. "And that is?"
"This folder contains–."
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLOIK! SPLOIT!
"TAKE THAT FERRET FACE!"
"Silencio…" Harry muttered, pointing to the house. "You were saying?" He faced Christian.
Christian was rather unnerved but decided against showing it. "This folder contains the notes, reminders and handouts given to class yesterday. I would just like to give it to Hermione."
Harry nodded and opened the door slightly ajar to peer inside.
"RON, WHEN I TOLD YOU NOT TO TINKER WITH MUGGLE APPLIANCES!"
Whirr…whirr…SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
A very bruised and frapped unidentified fruit suddenly flew and hit Christian smack on the face.
Harry quickly shut the door once more.
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"Uh-huh." Christian tried to wipe the mush off but in vain.
"Here, let me help you." Harry said, waving his wand and in the process hitting the flowerpot behind him. "Oh, sorry."
In a few moments, Harry was able to clean the mess on Christian.
"Here," Christian quickly gave the folder to Harry. "Thank you, sir." With those words, he disapparated.
Harry simply raised his eyebrow and turned to enter the house.
***
"Wha -?" Harry was cut short as another fruit mush flew by, and now, actually hitting the target.
"WAHAHAHAH! I WIN!"
Harry could barely make out the figure of Draco Malfoy standing on the couch, jumping with arms high, due to the mush on his glasses. Various globs of mush were flying around the house.
Draco continued to chant. "I WIN, WEASLEY!"
Hermione could be seen restraining Ron, or rather, the blender he was holding.
"MALFOY JUST SHUT UP!" Said a very wet and fruit juice drenched Ron.
Hermione gave up restraining the blender and stood up on the dining table.
"FINITE INCANTATEM!"
Instantly, the blender was tamed and all globs of mush dropped to the ground.
Ron heaved a sigh of relief as he placed the blender on the table when Hermione prodded his chest with her wand.
"What do you have to say for yourself, Ronald?" Her eyes were flashing.
Ron gulped. "I'm sorry?"
Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"No, really," Ron backed away as Hermione jumped off the table. "I mean it, I am sorry!"
"Really?"
"Really, really."
Hermione smiled. "In that case, I would like you to meet several of my friends," She summoned a rag, a bucket of water and a bar of soap. "Rag, Water and Soap. I hope you all get along as I wouldn't clean the mess, you've made."
Ron groaned as he took the cleaning materials. "Muggle way?"
Hermione shrugged. "How ever you want to clean – it's up to you."
Draco smirked from behind Hermione and mouthed 'loser' to Ron.
Ron colored which made Hermione twirl and face Draco. "And you -."
Draco put up his hands. "What? I didn't do anythi- OW!"
Hermione had reached up and grabbed Draco by his ear. "Didn't do anything? Are you sure? Then, what happened to him?" She pointed to Harry who was cleaning himself.
Draco squinted. "I don't see any difference."
Hermione smacked him slightly on the head. "Enjoy."
"Enjoy what? BLOODY HELL GRANGER!" Draco shouted in horror as he found himself wearing a Muggle maid's outfit, complete with white sneakers, white apron and a white cap. "Granger…"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I mean, enjoy cleaning."
"HERMIONE…" Ron and Draco simultaneously loudly whined.
"Uh, Hermione," Harry went forward to Hermione. "Your classmate dropped by with notes." He handed her the folder.
"Who?"
"Christian Waters."
"Oh, did you thank him for me?"
"Yes."
Hermione smiled and started to walk away from the mess.
"Hey, I'll be in the library doing schoolwork if any of you needs me." With a cock of her head, she climbed the stairs.
***
Hermione almost squealed in delight as she unfolded the circular included in the folder that Christian had given.
It was the circular about the practical test that they would be having for Muggle Studies - the one that she had been waiting for, the test that would result in her being away from home for approximately two weeks, and the one that Hermione had been excited about.
Hermione immediately made an outline about the test.
MUGGLE STUDIES TEST
GOAL: To help wizards and witches adapt to various situations outside classroom instruction
PROCEDURE:
1. Class would be divided into two – wizards and witches.
2. They would be sent to two business establishments where they would learn to work as the boss sees fit.
a. These establishments would not be in London.
DURATION OF TEST: About two weeks
PROCTORS / HEADS OF ESTABLISHMENTS: V.K. for wizards and C.C. for witches
Etc.
Hermione was not contented with the scanty information given by the circular; then again, it has to be a surprise. The initials of the proctors, nevertheless, seems to be familiar, she just could not pinpoint it out.
Hermione kept the circular and outline out of her way as she continued doing her work in other subjects.
***
Meanwhile, downstairs…
Draco and Ron proved to be adept with their wands as various household charms quickly cleaned the mess that they had made.
In less than half an hour, they were done with their task.
As if on cue, Harry appeared from in the living room, saying,
"Hey guys, I found the Truth or Dare bottle Fred and George gave me on my last birthday. Want to play?"
Draco shrugged and Ron said, "Fine."
They all apparated to Harry's room in the second floor and sat on the floor.
Harry spun the bottle and it pointed to Draco.
"Truth or Dare?"
Draco narrowed his eyes and said, "Truth."
Sure, he trusted Harry and Ron but he still does not trust them to give him a dare.
A smirk crept on Ron's face.
Draco's face clouded.
"What are you smirking at Weasley? That's my trademark!"
"Malfoy, didn't you realize that this is no ordinary bottle?"
"What are you talking about?" Confusion started to occupy his mind.
"This is from the twins," Harry explained. "It is enchanted. You will be forced to answer the question that the bottle asks truthfully and the dares – I don't want to talk about them."
Draco did not get the chance to reply as smoke started to come out of the bottle and words formed the following question: "Is it true that you like Hermione Granger?"
Harry and Ron goggled at the question presented.
Draco was very much taken aback. He raised his eyebrow. "Yes – as a friend." He hastily replied.
"No, I meant romantically." The question rearranged itself.
Before Draco could stop himself he had said, "YES."
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I'm sorry if I don't update much, I've been busy, with my other fic (I'm so bad… ignoring this fic out…) Anyway, I get discouraged that only few review this fic, but I'll try to finish this. Ok, I can finish this, but the plot would be really weird…
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Btw, later on, this is going to be a Draco/Hermione fic. And I've changed my summary but if you can think of better summaries for the fic, just e-mail me or write it at the review. Thanks for the help!
PS I obviously changed the title. : D
-=Just-leaves=-
Up next… Hermione leaves for the trip and C.C. the proctor is revealed. Plus, let's see how Draco Malfoy's confession affect Harry and Ron and himself.