A/N: Well I got my 5 reviews, so I will update:) and I'm hoping it will go uphill from there… when nobody was reviewing, I was debating over whether or not to continue writing this story. SO KEEP REVIEWING! The people who have read the first few chapters, Thanks for your feedback and I am in love with you for reviewing!

Chapter 7 – Consequences

If there ever was an awkward moment with a teacher, then this would be it. Hermione and Draco sat side by side in wooden chairs facing the headmistress, clad in only their underwear, and she glared down at them with fiery eyes. "Will you please explain how you two ended up together, practically naked, and locked in the Outhouse?" Coming out of her mouth, it sounded even more embarrassing.

"Um… Well…" Hermione began.

"Yes?" The teacher urged angrily.

"You see, last night was campfire night and everyone was playing truth or dare and they dared us to go into the outhouse in our underwear… and then they locked us in. It's really quite funny if you think about it… Heh… heh…"

She was not laughing. "I do not find it funny Mr. Malfoy."

"We really don't know many people at this school and we wanted to make a good impression and…"

"So if all the other students jumped off a bridge, would you do it Ms. Granger?" There was silence. "You two are GUESTS at my school, and if you wish not to obey the rules I can just send you packing. Since this is your first offense I will let you off easy with a weeks worth of detentions, but if anything like this ever happens again you will not be spared a harsh punishment."

"Yes headmistress! I am very, VERY, sorry. I assure you nothing like this will ever happen again!" Hermione pleaded.

The headmistress nodded. "Back to your dorms, both of you."

After they were out of the room Draco turned to Hermione "YES HEADMISTRESS! I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!" He mimicked in a whiney voice.

"Bugger off, Malfoy." She replied, turning on her heal and walking up to her room.

Hermione collapsed into her bed. It had been a long restless night on the hard floor, and her back ached. Finally, she would get her good nights sleep and her eyes were just beginning to drift closed when…

BEEEEEEEEEEP! the bell sounded. 15 minutes until first period. Life was cruel.

"Ms. Granger? Ms. Granger? MS. GRANGER!" she awoke with a start only to find herself in the back of a class room with many faces peering at her. "Ms. Granger, wake up this instant! If you need nap time go back to kindergarten!" The classroom snickered at the teacher's remark.

"Sorry Professor!" Hermione apologized with a yawn. What was becoming of her? Making out with her worst enemy? Falling asleep in classes? Summer school was taking its toll. She sat up and listened to the rest of class, and finally, when the bell rang, skipped lunch to go up to her room and sleep. She heard a voice behind her.

"Hermione?" She turned her head. It was Jessica. This was the first time after meeting the bubbly blonde, that Hermione had seen her timid.

"Thanks A LOT for leaving me out there in the outhouse! Did you know that the headmistress found us and gave us a week of detention!"

"I know, I know… I'm sorry! I'm an awful friend!"

"Well why didn't you unlock me!"

"I didn't know it was locked… I just thought that you two were…Having fun in there or something."

Hermione shot her a dirty look.

"Hey, how was I supposed to know that the Headmistress would go off to take a morning shit?"

Hermione giggled despite her anger, and then she got back to the point. "Couldn't you have predicted it or something? I mean your PSYCHIC for god's sake!"

"I can't predict EVERYTHING!" She said, throwing her hands up into the air.

"Yeah, well maybe you should try to predict something IMPORTANT!"

"I said I was sorry, what more do you want!"

Hermione stopped herself and took a few deep breaths. "You're right. I shouldn't take it out on you, it wasn't your fault. I'm sorry we fought."

Jessica broke out into a smile. "I think that when two people aren't afraid to fight with each other, they are true friends."

Hermione laughed. "That makes no sense, but I'll take your word for it."

After classes the next day, Hermione reported for detention. She wasn't sure what her task would be, but she hoped it was nothing too awful, considering it was punishment enough that she had to do it with Malfoy.

Mr. Della was a short, squat man with a balding head and a bad dandruff problem. And although he and Filtch were nothing alike, the both shared the same job. As Hermione slowly walked into his office and found Malfoy already sitting there, awaiting his punishment.

"Sit down Miss Granger." Mr. Della said in a squeaky voice.

She sat down.

"Alright. Now that you're both here, I have a very special job for the two of you. Follow me." He said, leading them out the door and down several hallways and turns in silence. Finally, the came upon a door which he stood by and turned around to face them. "Do either of you know what this room is?"

They shook their heads.

"Well, this is the mail room. You too have the lucky job of sorting the mail! What I mean by this is that you need to sort these letters alphabetically so that we know who they are going to." He said, leading them into the room. It was a small room, Lit by candle with no windows. Shelves lined the walls and piles of letters were heaped in different spots on the floor. In the middle, there was a long wooden table with several stools circling it.

"Are… you… SERIOUS?" Hermione asked, gaping at her misfortune, as well as the many piles of letters.

"Quite serious Miss Granger."

"This is a job for the house elves, it will take HOURS." Draco whined.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. "I will GLADLY do it if it will save innocent house elves from hours of work!" She said dramatically.

"Oh yeah… I forgot about your spew thing." Draco said moodily.

"EXCUSE ME, but it is S.P.E.W! Not spew!"

"Whatever." He chuckled to himself.

"Please stop your bickering!" Mr. Della spoke loudly. "There will be no house elves working in here tonight, I think you forget that this is your PUNISHMENT, and it is not supposed to be easy… or fun. Now I am going to leave. I will return in several hours to check on your progress." And with that, he turned and left them alone in the mail room.

A/N: It took me ages to think of a detention for them. So yeah… keep on reading xD