Right. So I was wandering through my old account (my new one is eidechse, if anyone wants to read what I've got up there, but more than likely, if you're reading this, you wouldn't) and anyway, I saw that I had 66 reviews for only 3 chapters! And, being the review whore that I am, this caught my attention, and I stared reading, and welllll…. I've decided to update! Because, y'know, four or five years isn't THAT long.

CHAPTER 4

"Well, there's a curse here to turn her toenails into frogs," Hermione said, half an hour later. She paused, apparently thinking about what she'd just said. "Why in the world would anyone want a curse that turned a toenail into a frog?"

They were sitting on the floor in the dust, surrounded by huge books. Hermione had rigged up a spell to suspend her wand in midair and then whispered lumos, filling the room with a dim orange light. Every so often, she'd pause to say the spell again, and the light would flare brightly for a few minutes before dimming again. Currently, it was in a dim stage, and Malfoy was holding one of the books only a few inches from his nose in an attempt to read it.

"There's one in Easy Curses Suitable for Siblings, Enemies, and In-Laws that will turn hair into porridge." Draco told her, moving the book away from his face so that he could turn the page without giving his nose a papercut.

"Porridge?"

"Umhm."

"Who likes porridge?"

"I think that's probably part of the point."

"Oh." She pulled the book she was reading closer, until it bumped her nose. "Oh, for heaven's sake! Lumos!"

A blast of white light exploded and instantly faded, leaving the two with their hands clapped over their eyes in pain.

"Tone that down a little, can't you, Granger?"

"Well, obviously I didn't mean to, Malfoy, and if you're so great, then why don't you do it yourself?"

"Lumos!" Malfoy hissed, and his wand tip lit with a bright but not blinding light. He smirked at her and opened 50 Ways to Curse Your Ex-lover.

"Hmph." She disappeared behind a book, obviously too flustered to actually read because she didn't notice that it was upside down. Malfoy peeked over the top of his own book and noticed, but, with a strong force of will, decided not to say anything. He needed a curse and he needed one now. Not that the mudblood would be much help while she was puzzling over the new language of upside down hsilgnE.

"You could turn her hair to snakes," Hermione suggested fifteen minutes later.

"No, that's no good," Draco sighed. "Pansy likes snakes."

"Oh."

"I could turn her hair green, though."

"Wouldn't she like that, too?"

"Probably."

Hermione sighed explosively, turning the page with a violence that Draco couldn't have imagined her using with a book. The protest of parchment made him look up in surprise, just in time to see the expression on Hermione's face turn from frustration to wicked delight.

"Does she have a broom?" she asked. The now dim lumos spell lit her face with an eerie orange light, and along with the rather creepy smile she was wearing, Draco found looking at her face a little disquieting.

"Yeah… She doesn't fly often, though."

"Oh… that doesn't much matter," Hermione assured him, her smile growing wider. She passed the book over to Draco and pointed to the left page. "That one."

The first thing that Draco saw was the picture: what appeared to be a witch being pummeled over the head with a broom that had sprouted wings. She wore an expression of pain and embarrassment; around her, a crowd of witches and wizards laughed and pointed mocking fingers.

Flyer's Fling, the caption read. Guaranteed to cause humiliation to even the most proficient of broom fliers, this easy curse actually makes your enemy's broom sprout wings! Sit back and watch the fun as the cursed individual first is thrown from their broom and then attacked by it!

"You could offer her a spot on the Quidditch team," Hermione was saying with ill concealed glee. "Making sure you have a backup player of course, and then, when she flies out onto the field before the game, the whole school will see her broom go crazy on her!"

"Hermione," Draco said with a grin. "I could kiss you!"

He was still staring down at the book with a smile on his face and didn't notice her blush. The lumos spell had faded, though, so he might not have seen anyway.

Haha! That was fun. I especially liked thinking up the book titles. Did anyone get the 50 Ways to Curse your ex lover one, or is that just me listening to too much of my parent's music? I know it was a bit short, but the next chapter should be fun to write. And if my writing has gone way downhill since I was twelve, I don't want to know. Okay, yes I do. I think