DEFINITELY MAYBE

Chapter 2

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A/N: All right, maties! Here's your dosage of fanfiction. More action pack and, shall we say, ...a little romance?

Later that night, the Gryffindor made her way to the great hall, where she was supposed to meet that insufferable prick, with her wand clutched tightly in her right hand, just for protection against a certain pureblooded ass.

"You're late, Mudblood," sneered Draco coldly as he saw Miss Know-it-all approach.

"Don't you DARE call me that –that filthy name again, or I shall- " Granger muttered fiercely.

"What? Curse me? Hex me?" Draco snorted, "Like I'd see perfect Mudblood bend the rules!"

Granger stood there flabbergasted, unable to deny the truth. Draco smirked triumphantly.

Ha! Malfoy 1: Granger: 0! (Excluding that day's potion mishap, of course.)

Draco spun on his heel and made his way down to the giant oaf's shabby hut while Granger tagged behind him.

Finally they reached the pathetic excuse of a house. Granger went to knock on the door and it slammed open and the giant and his disgusting saliva-drooling beast came swaggering out.

"Ello Hermione" greeted the oaf enthusiastically. He turned to Draco and nodded curtly "Malfoy."

Turning to Granger, he carried on, "Professor Snape wants yeh ter collect Unicorn tail hair eh? Unicorn tail hair is silvery an' shinin', real easy ter spot."

Granger nodded her head, her bush hair bouncing up and down.

"Fang an' I'll go that way. Yeh two go together an' keep ter the path. Send up green sparks ev'ry hour an' if anyone gets in trouble, send up red sparks. An' we'll all come an' find yeh."

"Righ', 'ere's a basket, now let's get goin'" Granger took the basket and strutted off after bidding the giant a goodbye.

-

"Can you not hurry Mudblood? We haven't got all night you know," snapped the sulking Slytherin.

Hermione sighed heavily, lugging the heavy basket behind her, too tired to comment, yet silently wishing to somehow shut him up. How tempted she was into stuffing a piece of filthy rag in his filthy mouth. Not that it was a bad idea after all…

Muahahahaha…

Suddenly, she spotted fresh hoof tracks on the path they were taking. "Unicorn hoof tracks!" she cried out excitedly as she gestured towards the tracks.

The Slytherin brat frowned and shook his head. "That isn't unicorn hoof tracks," he muttered.

"Then pray tell me what in the world can they be!" she exclaimed hysterically.

"I can't really put my finger into what it is…but it looks strangely familiar," he scowled, deep in thought.

"HA! Stop it ferret. I know you're trying to spite me! Cut the act!" Hermione spat venomously and started to follow the tracks.

"Wait, Granger. Listen! We don't even know what these tracks can be. Something tells me this isn't a good idea…" he trailed off. Yet Hermione paid no heed and continued with her walk.

"Oh shut up! The answer is obvious: Unicorn tracks!" She shouted over her shoulders.

"Mudblood. My senses tell me this would not turn out fine," he growled dangerously low.

"Why Malfoy? This is the day I have ever seen you so paranoid! Shocking indeed," Hermione said, sarcasm dripping with every word.

Malfoy's face became distorted with fury. "Shut up you stupid Mudblood…"

Yet his insult went unnoticed, as Hermione, carried away in their search, ventured deeper and further into the forest.

-

Minutes later, Granger found a strand of tail hair. "Look its Unicorn tail hair!"

"Let me see it!" Draco snapped and snatched the precious strand of hair away from her grip.

To their utter misfortune, the strand of hair was neither silvery nor shiny but dull grey in colour.

"Mudblood, wait!" Draco called out to Granger to warn her as realization dawned upon him. But his warning came too late, that foolish girl was walking straight into the centaurs' camp. He smacked his forehead and cursed under his breath before running after her.

He caught up with her barely a few metres away from the brutal pack of centaurs, but stupid Granger was too engrossed in the hoof tracks on the ground to notice them at all.

"Granger, wait!" Instinctively, Draco quickly grabbed hold of her sleeve before she advanced any further.

"What!" She snapped back in a very impatient tone and spun around to face him just as he yanked her towards him.

The force of his pull caused Hermione to lose her balance and crash into Malfoy, who in turn also fell backwards and landed on the hard ground.

Hermione's arm sprayed across his chest, and his arms circled her waist instinctively. She could feel his chest heaving in and out beneath his dark green robes. She blushed furiously as they stared at each other awkwardly before she could muster enough strength to push herself up.

The couple dusted their robes as they got up, neither daring to look the other in the eye. Hermione broke the silence between them by muttering a quick apology but was stopped by Malfoy, who placed a firm hand onto her mouth and pointed over towards the centaurs' camp behind the bushes not far away from them.

Hermione's eyes widen with fear (almost as large and round as saucers) and she gasped inaudibly. Malfoy took the chance to grab her arm and run. However, luck was not on their side and as they were running, Hermione accidentally loosened her grip on the basket and it fell to the ground with a thud.

Oh shit!

-

The dull thud alerted the centaurs in the camp. With angry shouts, they chased after the two human intruders who were standing on their territory. Draco and Granger ran as fast as their legs could carry them.

"Faster Mudblood!"

"I'm trying!" She panted from behind.

Unfortunately, the duo was not fast enough to escape from the half man half-horse creatures. They cornered them in a tight circle, with no way out.

Doomed.

Hermione's heart raced as she met the stares of the furious centaurs. She glanced towards the Slytherin beside her, who seemed very calm and composed.

She wondered if he had a plan and, if he did, when he was going to execute it. Her questions were answered almost immediately when Malfoy shot red sparks off his wand and into the sky. He pulled her closer towards him as the centaurs growled and tightened the circle.

Hermione was shocked silly and had never been so helpless in her life. She was unable to lift her wand to fend herself and depended her safety solely on Malfoy. She prayed fervently that they may somehow be able to escape.

"Hagrid! Fang! Please come quickly!" She begged silently.

The centaurs had cornered them so tightly, that Granger and him had to face them back-to-back.

"Drop your weapon, human," The leader of the pack had said harshly. It was an order.

Draco knew it was unwise to disobey, and that he could not singly take down so many of the centaurs even with a wand. Not to mention Granger, who was not proving to be of any help.

He glanced sideways at Granger. Her face was really pale. Taking in a deep breath, he slowly and very reluctantly let his wand slip past his fingers. It fell harmlessly to the ground. The centaur leader stomped on his wand, breaking it into half under his hoof. Draco winced at the sight of his broken wand.

Dammit! Stupid beasts!

He cursed inwardly. Before he could even react, the leader kicked him in the stomach so hard, that it knocked the wind out of him. Slumping to the ground, he saw Granger struggling against the strong hold of two centaurs before he slipped into unconsciousness.

-

Hermione struggled against the centaurs, but to no avail. They were too strong and easily overpowered her.

"Let me go!" she screamed desperately.

Their grips on her arm became firmer. The centaur leader called out to his pack, motioning them to bring the human beings into their camp. The centaurs dragged her away to their camp. Kicking and screaming, she glanced behind. A centaur was dragging Malfoy's limp body across the ground.

"Stop it!" She choked back on tears that were threatening to spill. Is Malfoy dead? The kick from the centaur was very powerful…what if he died from internal injuries?

The centaurs bounded her wrists together to a pole and her feet. They did the same to Malfoy.

"Please, listen to me!" Hermione begged. "We mean no harm at all! We're just here on a mission to look for unicorn tail hair. Free us please!"

"No!" said the leader. His cold and commanding voice sent chills up Hermione's spine. And with that said, the centaurs abruptly left the tent.

-

"Bane, the students are innocent. They deserve to be freed," said Ronan, nervously pawing the ground.

Bane, the centaur leader, kicked his legs back in anger, "We are sworn not to set ourselves against the heavens by letting humans roam around us! Have you not read what is to come in the movements of the planets?"

Ronan nodded his head sadly.

"Danger is lurking, a threat to our species. It is our business to protect our kind away from these stray humans! We need to take action and put a stop to this now!"

-

Draco awoke; sitting on the grimy forest ground with Granger her back against his own, bounded to a long wooden pole.

"Stupid Granger! This is all your fault!" He whispered maliciously.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" She whispered back sarcastically.

"You should be! Now because of you, my robes are ruined! And we're stuck in this hell of a mess!"

-

Hermione gasped at his audacity! That stupid idiot deserves a good slapping. Hermione's hand itched to give him one. Now, thinking back, he really should have died from that kick…

"Do I look like I give a shit?"

Before she knew it, the words she had been dying to say, escaped from her lips.

"Oh yes you do! Everybody gives a shit about Draco Malfoy!"

"Why you egoistic prat!"

"Know-it-all Mudblood!"

Here they were, sitting in a tent, held prisoners by the centaurs. And yet, they were childishly bickering despite of the current situation they were in.

"This is hopeless…we need to escape from here,"

"Of course! I have no plans to rot here! And where is that oaf? He's supposed to be here by now!"

Indeed, what Malfoy had pointed out was true. Hagrid should be here by now…unless he didn't see the red sparks…

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