Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, just the plot, AND PHROUPOEYZ. Me and my cousin, who invented them, have got them copyrighted.

A/N: I have a couple things that I have to say to people before this chapter can continue.

SlytherinBeauty: Yes, this will end approximately 12 years from now.

Also, to everyone out there that thinks that Hermione should have an abortion. Too Bad, Hephaestus is a main character later on in the story, which I have almost completely planned out. I just need to write it faster. So NO, HERMIONE WILL NOT HAVE AN ABORTION.

Anyway, to all the others, on with the story and thank you for all the wonderful reviews.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 19

Pansy and Phroupoeyz

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The next morning came about and regretfully; both Hermione and Draco had to go back to classes.

Hermione slowly got out of the bed and made her way back to her common room, she needed to change her clothes and take a shower. She tried not to wake Draco, but in the process of her waking, he did as well.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up," she said as he opened his eyes.

"It's okay, but now you have to stay here."

"No, we have to go to classes today Draco."

"I don't want to," he said firmly.

"We have to; our polyjuice potion is probably ruined, me not being there for so long."

"Oh, that makes me feel better. You don't think that I can make a potion?"

"Yes, I do. I just…"

"You were mocking my skills of making potion. Well, I will show you Miss Granger."

"We have to be in class in 20 minutes, I need to get dressed and eat something first, so I have to go, you are more than welcome to be late to class."

"I love having Snape first class. I never have to be there on time."

"I have to go, bye," she smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before leaving the hospital wing.

"Bye, honey," Draco yelled after her.

"Bye, darling," she retorted.

Hermione left the infirmary and made her way quickly back to her common room, where she decided that she would have to skip her shower if she wanted something to eat. She would have to shower after classes.

She walked down to the great hall just in time to grab a plum. She ate it on the way to potions. She got to class just in time; she took her seat next to the empty one that would soon be occupied by Draco.

As she was getting her things out for her potion, Snape came over:

"Miss Granger, I am glad that you have finally been able to join us for class," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I was sick, Professor Snape," Hermione answered.

"Sick with what? I might ask."

"Dumbledore should have told you, and if he didn't, then I'm not going to. Ask him."

"And why is it an importance to him what you are sick with?"

"If you knew the circumstances, then you would know."

"And what circumstances would that be?" Snape asked with criticism in his voice.

"You'll just have to find that out from Dumbledore, I'm not at liberty to discuss them," Hermione said before taking her eye contact off of Snape and getting to work on her potion.

Draco arrived in class about ten minutes later. Snape ignored his tardiness—as usual—and Draco went to sit down next to Hermione.

"Good Morning, love," he said with a smile.

"Good morning," Hermione smiled back.

Everyone else in the class took notice of their behavior. Were they actually being civil to each other? That was a new concept. Those two were never nice to each other.

In particular, a black haired, pug-faced Slytherin noticed the two. Pansy Parkinson looked upon them with hate in her eyes. Draco was hers and a filthy Mudblood Gryffindor was not going to steal him from her.

While Draco and Hermione were talking, they had unconsciously tangled their fingers together. Everyone noticed and there were many whispers in the room that the two of them had not noticed.

Draco was just talking to her about the polyjuice potion. He was whispering so no one else could hear what they were talking about, but he didn't even notice that they had joined hands.

"So, I'm going to turn into you?" he asked.

"Yeah, and I get to see what it's like to be you."

"Yeah, I could see you naked if I wanted to," Draco whispered with a smile.

"You've already done that," Hermione reminded him.

"I have?" he asked. Surely he would remember if he saw a girl naked, especially this one.

"Yeah, when I was crying in the shower and you came and talked to me."

"I really didn't even notice that you were naked actually, I was more concerned about what was wrong with you." He was surprised at himself at this, when had he changed that much that he wouldn't take advantage to ogle a girl.

"You mean you weren't staring at me?" Hermione had thought that he would be like every other guy and take advantage of her being naked by getting a good look.

"No, I didn't care; I just wanted to see why you were crying," he said with a smile.

"Oh, Draco, that is so sweet," she said before giving him a kiss.

There was an audible gasp throughout the room. No one had any idea of what was going on, these two were gone for a couple of days and then suddenly they were kissing. What the hell had happened?

Hermione pulled away from the kiss and then seemed to notice that there were other kids in the classroom.

"Oops," she said simply to Draco.

"What the hell is going on here, Drakie?" Pansy screamed out, jumping up from her seat and walking over to them.

"Lay off bitch," Hermione yelled. There was another gasp, as people had never heard Hermione swear before.

"Get away from him Mudblood, or you will pay."

"And how is that?" Hermione said, slightly amused.

"You'll find out. Just stay away if you know what's good for you, bitch."

"Just because you can't keep a hold on your man, doesn't mean you have to threaten me about it."

"You need to keep your filthy mouth shut."

"You need to keep your slutty, pug face, out of our business. Don't even start on me about my blood, because I will win this fight," Hermione said with a glare in her eyes.

"Fine, if you want to play, we'll play. Meet me in the trophy room at midnight," Pansy said and sat back down in her seat.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll be there," Hermione said defiantly.

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The rest of the class went by pretty uneventfully. No one else wanted to make Hermione mad. She was the best witch in school; no one was going to mess with her.

Pansy was fuming; she was so pissed that a Mudblood would think that she could do anything with her man. She was going to make sure that Hermione paid for what she did. Pansy was going to make sure that Hermione knew that Draco was hers, Pansy's, not Hermione's.

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Draco and Hermione worked hard on their potion all hour. They wanted it to be perfect, and now that they got along better, this was going to be a rather enjoyable project. It was going to be a fun one in fact. Getting to work for a month on a potion with your girlfriend. Then getting to become her, to get to see what it would be like to be a girl. It would be awesome, unless you had to pee, or your partner was on their period. But that wasn't a problem with Hermione. Draco just might get some cravings and stomachache.

Hermione put in each ingredient as was told, her having made this before gave an added advantage, because she knew if she could add things a little sooner to make the potion work. By the end of the class, they were caught up with everyone else.

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After class, Hermione headed to her next class with Harry. Draco had to go back to his room before Care of Magical Creatures. Harry was the only one not surprised by her and Draco's making out in potions, for he already knew about their secret relationship. But Hermione still didn't feel comfortable talking with Harry about Draco and her relationship.

"Harry, is it okay with you that I'm dating Draco?" Hermione asked.

"I'm fine with it," Harry said.

"Are you sure, because obviously Ron didn't like the idea of me liking him."

"Yeah, well, I wasn't dating you. Also, you don't have to worry about me doing something like that, Hermione, I don't like girls."

"Harry, are you…?"

"Yes, but don't tell anyone. Unless, you know, you think that they would be interested in me."

"Maybe Blaise," Hermione said with a smile.

Harry just looked at her smile, it was the most beautiful thing in the world, and it could brighten up the room.

They left the castle and walked down the slopes of the lawns towards Hagrid's cabin. Hermione loved Care of Magical Creatures; she wanted a Niffler, even though it would be a rather bad pet to keep, because it would get into everything.

"Come 'ere class, make yer way to the back 'o the cabin," Hagrid was saying as the students came up. "I got a new critter for you all," he said happily as he led them behind his cabin. "Stay ter the right, if you go over there, then you migh run inter a unhappy critter," Hagrid was explaining.

When Hermione looked around the cabin, there was a bunch of igloos set up. She wondered why Hagrid would have igloos in his back yard. But she was soon answered by a long jet of purple fire emitting from one of the igloos.

"Hagrid, do you have Phroupoeyz?" Hermione asked. (A/N: pronounced Fro-poes, plural, singular is fro-poe, but still spelt the same).

"Yes Hermione, very good. Ten points ter Gryffindor," Hagrid said. Hermione beamed.

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Draco had to run back to his room, for that morning he had forgotten to grab his Care of Magical Creatures book. He ran back to his room and then made his way down to class. When he got there, no one was to be seen. He figured they were around back so he made his way around the left of the cabin.

In his path, he met a rather small looking penguin. It had what looked like a bushy black Mohawk on its head. It was covered in gold fur, except for the stomach, which instead of white was a sparking blue. He laughed at first at the slightly funny looking creature in front of him. The creature looked up into his face for a minute, and then also made a small noise that sounded like a laugh.

Draco wasn't sure what to do, he wasn't sure whether to keep laughing, or to just stop and walk away. He decided to walk away, and he made his way slowly backwards. The penguin looked at him with sad eyes and then started following him.

Draco backed away quicker and quicker, but the small penguin just kept following. Before he knew it, he had made his way all the way around the cabin. He bumped into someone that let out a small squeak. Said person turned around and looked at the hilarious sight before him: Draco Malfoy, running from a penguin, this was something that Neville Longbottom had never seen before.

Neville started laughing at the sight of him. But as soon as he did, Draco sent him a glare. If looks could kill, Neville would be six feet under.

"Don't even think about laughing, Longbottom. I am in no mood—ouch, fuck, that hurts," Draco screamed as he realized that there was purple fire singeing the hem of his robes. He started stamping on them, trying to put them out, and then he was suddenly covered from head to toe in water.

"Sorry bout that, but I had to put you out," Hagrid was smiling.

"Sure," Draco said nervously before looking back at the penguin. It sneezed and a small puff of smoke came out of its nostrils. Draco looked at the creature with utmost hatred. Why did he always have to have bad luck with magical creatures?

"Okay, now that we have had a demonstration of what a Phroupoeyz can do, we can have the lesson," Hagrid said as he petted the Phroupoeyz on its Mohawk and it started purring. Hagrid led it back to an igloo.

Draco went over to Blaise and leaned his back against a fence. He didn't pay attention through most of the class.

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Hermione had seen the whole thing and was laughing along with everyone else, even though Draco was her boyfriend, she couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him on fire.

The rest of the lesson was very interesting, when they learned that Phroupoeyz could not only live in the cold, but could also in warm weather as well. Though they preferred an igloo to any other type of housing.

They also learned that if provoked they will attack, and once they were provoked by one person, that they would not go after anyone else, unless they are stroked on the Mohawk.

"Well, they better get rid of those things before it finishes me off," Draco said to Blaise, who wasn't listening but concentrating on something else.

Draco just ignored him and went back to actually listening to Hagrid's lesson. He wanted to make sure he knew how to get rid of the thing if it chased him around again. After Hagrid's lecture they were allowed to approach the Phroupoeyz, they had to make sure that they pet them on the Mohawk, and after that, they could pet them and stay near them. If you showed fear, then they would follow you, as 'Puffy' had done to Draco.

It was a very interesting lesson to many, who now wanted to go home and purchase a Phroupoeyz. Draco hated all magical creatures, for he never had good luck with them. He would never want to purchase one of those horrible creatures.

(A/N: My cousin and I made up this creature. It is now copyrighted!)

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After Care of Magical Creatures, all of the students made their way to the Great Hall for lunch. When they were sitting at the table, Blaise was talking to Draco, as usual, about rather crude things.

"So dude, what's up with Granger? Have you done her yet?"

"No, amazingly. I like her just the way she is, and if she doesn't want to go further, then I respect that," Draco said, amazed that the words had just come out of his mouth.

"Okay, who are you and what did you do with my best friend?" Blaise asked in all seriousness.

"I'm okay, Blaise, it's just…have you ever been in love with someone before?"

"No, but, wait, you love her?"

"Yes. I don't want her to hate me if I make her do anything, and she has already been through enough, I don't want her to think I'm using her, because I'm not."

"Dude, you are acting totally weird right now."

"I know. I'm turning into a sap, aren't I?" Draco asked with a smile.

"Yeah. Hey. If I tell you something, will you keep it a secret?" Blaise asked hesitantly.

"Sure, what is it?"

"Well, I was wondering if you think Potter is gay."

"Why?"

"Because I am, and he's really hot," Blaise said quickly, laughing.

"Well, yeah, of course he is. But I can talk to Hermione for you, I'm sure she could talk to him for you," Draco said, holding in his laughter.

"You aren't totally freaked out by this?" Blaise asked

"No, I knew it all along. It doesn't really matter to me."

"Really, I thought that you would be freaked out."

"No, I don't care, but as I said, I can talk to Hermione for you."

"Can you really? It would mean the world to me," Blaise said. Draco thought it was rather weird for Blaise to be so obsessed over someone. He didn't think it was healthy.

"Sure."

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Hermione had skipped lunch because she needed a shower, the one that she didn't get that morning.

By the time classes were over, Hermione was starving, since she hadn't eaten lunch. So she made her way to the kitchens, where the elves were very helpful and gave her the food that she wanted.

She went back to her room to do her homework. After her homework was done, she went to her now resumed detention. She went back to her room after having to clean cauldrons and the floor. She didn't think about her duel with Pansy until Harry came running down the stairs.

"Hermione, don't you have to go to the trophy room at midnight?" Harry said.

"Yeah, but I don't know what we are doing there."

"Well, I think I have an idea. Since, you know, first year with Malfoy. We can go in the invisibility cloak and if they aren't there, then we can come back. I don't want you to get in trouble again."

"That is a great idea Harry. Thank you," Hermione said and gave him a hug.

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Draco was watching Pansy. Pansy looked completely terrified. No doubt thinking why she had been so stupid as to fight with the best witch in the school. He laughed internally at her. She was such a stupid slut.

He was waiting for her to leave. He wanted to follow her and see her get her ass kicked by his girl. He knew that Hermione would win.

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Pansy looked at the clock and realized that it was already 11:30; she would have to leave soon. Why did she threaten her? Oh yeah, she was stealing Draco away from her. But was the justifiable cause to get the shit beat out of her?

Pansy pondered this. If she went, she would die. If she didn't go, then Draco would think her a (A/N: Excuse my pun) pansy.

Pansy didn't want to go, but she knew that if she wanted to keep Draco, or rather, win him back, she needed at least enough courage to go.

She got slowly off her chair and made her way to the trophy room.

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Draco waited a couple minutes before leaving; he didn't want her to know that he was following her. He left to common room and walked towards the trophy room, trying to avoid anyone, so as to not get into more trouble.

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Hermione and Harry were under the invisibility cloak, and had the Marauder's map handy. There was no way that they were going to get into trouble.

"Okay, Hermione, she left the common room. We can go to the trophy room now," Harry said softly as they walked slowly off that direction.

Hermione was still looking at the map, and then she saw Draco emerge from the Slytherin common room.

"Harry, Draco's coming, too," Hermione said with a whisper.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Harry asked confused.

"It depends on who wins," Hermione said.

"Hermione, you know that you are going to win, you are better at anything than Pansy Parkinson," Harry said.

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They found the trophy room. They waited a good deal of time because according to the map, Pansy had gotten lost. In fact, Draco got there before her; completely confused that no one was there. Did they make different plans? He didn't know, so he just stood there, his back to Hermione and Harry under the invisibility cloak.

Hermione started giggling. Draco heard her and turned around, but was surprised when he saw nothing. He saw Hermione seemingly emerge from thin air. He then remembered about the invisibility cloak that the Weasel had used. He walked up to Hermione and gave her a kiss.

Then all of a sudden, Harry emerged from thin air as well; this time the cloak became silvery black in his fingers.

Draco looked at Harry; he was expecting to get punched or something. But Harry just stood there, smiling at the cute couple.

"Hello, Potter."

"Malfoy," he said in return.

"Er…can I ask you something?" Draco said.

"It depends."

"Well, this isn't for me, but are you gay?"

"I don't know, am I?" Harry asked suspiciously, he didn't want Malfoy to have anything on him.

"No, in all seriousness. Because Blaise thinks you're hot, and he wants to date you if you are." Harry's face brightened up at this.

"Yes, yes, I'm gay. Tell him yes," Harry jumped up and down.

"You are way too excited over this," Draco said with a grin.

"Is Blaise really gay?" Hermione asked Draco.

"Yeah, he told me today at lunch. He said that he thought that Potter was hot."

"Really, him of all people, I would not think him to be gay," Hermione said, thinking, "I think he's bi," Hermione said still contemplating things to herself.

Harry stopped jumping up and down and looked back at the map. "Hermione, Pansy's almost here. Get ready. Mischief Managed."

"How do you…?" Draco started, but Hermione and Harry pulled him under the invisibility cloak as Pansy walked in.

A/N: Ok, so this is a really long chapter for you all, and I know that I am leaving a cliff hanger again, but I think that you will be able to handle, as you can tell, I am addicted to leaving cliff hangers. I will try to get the next chapter up sometime this weekend, but I am having another writers block, so at the latest, Monday.

Also, the Phroupoeyz, whether you think so or not, are going to have a big part in my story. Things that I reiterate a lot will definitely come into play later on. So keep that in mind as you read.

Love and Lemons

Brittany