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Chapter 9: Problems
"Fuck" Blaise said watching Hermione and McGonagall go down the hallway.
I almost had her. Blaise thought angrily. I could have had her before Malfoy, but
fuckin McGonagall had to get in the way. I'll ask Snape 2 keep that bitch out of my way.
He'll do something.
With that Blaise rushed to the Potions class, knocked on the door, heard Snape say to
come in and rushed to his office. "Zabini, my boy, what do you need?" Snape said not even
looking up from his desk.
"I need you to get rid of McGonagall for a few hours. I have some business I need to
attend to with Ms. Granger and McGonagall has already interrupted."
"Business, eh? You and a muggle-born? What would your father say?"
"Do the same. If he saw how satisfying Granger is, he would want to fuck her himself."
"Very well. I'll take care of McGonagall. You take care of your business."
Blaise was about to leave when Snape said to wait a minute.
"Here, here's the password to the Head Boy/Head Girl common room. From there, you
can slip into her room no problem, well except for Draco, although I would think he would join you
and Ms. Granger. A threesome, if you will?
"Thanks Professor, I can't thank you enough." Said Blaise and headed for the HB/HG
common room.
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Draco had been walking down the hallway when he heard the sound of footsteps in the
hall. It being lunch and him not supposed to be there, he hid himself quickly, but in good view of
the hall. He saw a very red-faced, scared-looking Hermione and a worried looking Professor
McGonagall.
"I'm glad you came, Professor, if you hadn't I'm afraid I might not be the same."
"Well, Ms. Granger, you're going to have to be more careful. A pretty girl like you can
end up hurt, in more than one way. Now you should go to lunch. Hurry now, classes will start
again soon." McGonagall said and stepped into a classroom.
Draco stepped out of his hiding place and ran up beside Hermione. She looked scared
and started backing away from him, looking as if he were about to eat her or something.
"What's the matter, Hermione?"
"Get away from me."
"I'm not going to hurt you, Mi, I just want to talk."
She looked at him precautiously and then nodded her head.
"So, what's up with the scared-look and messed up hair?"
"Ummm... well Blaise kind of cornered me and tried to, you know,have his way with me."
"No. He didn't!!! I swear Zabini better watch his back, I'll kill him I swear." Draco said, a
hint of malice in his voice.
"No. Just tell him to leave me alone. McGonagall said she'll keep an eye out for me."
"Well if I know Zabini right, he'll find a way to get past McGonagall and come for you.
Come on we're going to Dumbledore to have a chat."
With that he grabbed Hermione's arm and practically dragged her to Dumbledore's office.
At the gargoyle, Draco said the password(Pixie Plums) ran up the stairs, and knocked on the
door. The door opened and they entered and ran to
Professor Dumbledore's desk.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, I've been expecting you. What is it that you require?" said
Dumbledore looking at them over his half-moon spectacles.
"Professor, I was wondering if I could be Hermione's bodyguard. See Blaise Zabini
cornered her and tried to rape her but Professor McGonagall came and I asked Hermione what
was wrong and she told me and If I know Zabini he'll get past McGonagall, so can I please be her
bodyguard?" Draco said, giving Dumbledore a pleading look he would never have given were his
father alive, especially to Dumbledore.
"Very well, Mr. Malfoy. You have my permission, and here is a note, you will be allowed
to escort Ms. Granger to and from and down the halls. You will, however, have to sit with the
Gryffindors for the time being, as I fear the Slytherins will feel harsh feelings towards you, and
you will need to change your password immediatly. Now go change it and then get to class."
Dumbledore said and with that shooed them out of his office. Hermione just walked down the hall
Devastated that Dumbledore had just allowed that, that she hadn't said anything to it.
Oh well too late now
After their chat with Dumbledore, they went to the Common Room painting and advised
her that they were changing the password from "Rosey Posey" to "slither- hither"
"So typical of a Slytherin" Hermione said.
"Would you rather it be Hermione's black lacy knickers?"
"No. Now that that's taken care of we have DADA class. So we better get going."
"DADA? Don't we have Ancient Runes?"
"No. We missed that class."
"OK. Well let's go." Draco said. "You know I have to sit by you, don't you?"
"Obviously, but don't get too pleased with yourself. You won't be able to try anything. Ron and Harry will be there."
"Oh really? Well last time I checked in the DADA classroom has two-seated desks and
my reserved seat is at the very back. It also happens to be the only one back there."
"Ok, Mister Smarty-Pants. But don't even think of trying anything or I'll hex you." She
said, seriousness oozing from her voice.
They arrived at DADA and found their way to the very back. At the front desk, they saw
the woman Harry had commented about their first night in the Great Hall. She watched the crowd
of students filing in with her jade eyes, absentmindedly twiddling strands of her ebony hair
through her fingers. As the last procession of students came in, she rose gracefully and closed
the door.
"Welcome class to your sixth year of DADA. My name is Professor Vanimle. I will be
your professor this year, since Moody was only her for one year. If you will please open your
books to Pg. 732. We will be learning about the Depregnation spell." At this some of the students
gave her strange looks. "Yes it sounds strange. But one of you girls would not like to be impregnated by any dark wizard
and have to carry his spawn around, would you? And boys, you would not want that happening to
a fellow classmate or girlfriend, now would you?"
Everyone in the class shook their head, except of course some Slytherins, who were
whispering about who they would do it to or like it to happen too.
"Now read Pg. 732 and read up on it. You will write me a 3-page essay on the spell, its
properties, and its side effects, due next week. Next class, all the girls will be "impregnated" and
the boys will do the Depregnation spell on you. You will have to do this within the hour or you will
get a failing grade. I will know if you have successfully unpregated your partner for I will use a
Pregnancy spell to check. Now start reading."
With that she swept to her desk and Hermione set out reading. Draco sat back and
stared at the book, bored apparently.
"So Hermione, ready to make a baby?" Draco whispered in Hermione's ear to grab her
attention. Hermione stared at him in disgust.
"You heard Professor Vanimle, she's going to "impregnate" us. That doesn't mean we're
really going to get pregnant, you numbskull."
"Yes, but she said didn't say how you're going to get "impregnated" so why don't we
get this project over with later. We will know the facts of the spell after reading and anytime we
need to "depregnate you" we can. So what do you say?" Draco finished, just in time to get
slapped across the face.
"Just because you're my bodyguard, doesn't mean you get to "guard" my body with your
body on mine. Now unless you want to get Hexed into oblivion, leave me alone."
"I can't leave you alone. Zabini might try something, so I have to follow you, but I do not
have to mess with you, until later." Draco ended and went back to reading.
"Stupid Prat" Hermione said.
Class went without incident from then on and then they had lunch.
Hermione was walking
followed closely by Draco and went to sit in between Harry and Ron, only to have Malfoy
drag her all the way to the end of the table nearest Dumbledore. Ron and Harry gave her
questioning looks and Draco menacing ones, but they went back to eating lunch.
"What are you doing, Malfoy?" Hermione hissed at the blondhaired young man, who as
she said this pulled her down into the seat next to him. Many of the Gryffindors and Slytherins
were glaring at the two, while the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were looking interestingly.
"I'm your bodyguard remember. Ron and Harry don't exactly like me and I don't want to
get trampled by them. If I did, I wouldn't be able to protect you from Zabini. Now any other stupid
questions?"
Hermione was about to retort, but was stopped by the sound of rushing wings. The owl
post was here. A tawny eagle owl came gliding in and landed in front of Hermione.
"Tarion. There you are. Have you got a reply from mum?" Hermione said happily untying
a letter and an edition of the Daily Prophet from its leg.
"A friend of yours, eh? Wha cha got?" Draco said from next to her.
"A letter, you idget, from my mum."
"Oh. Hey Kirim, what have you got for me?" Draco said as a golden eagle owl swooped
down and dropped a letter in his lap. He gave her a little treat from his plate and pets her
affectionatly.
"Aww. I didn't know you cared about animals. She's really pretty, you know, very
majestic."
"Thanks. Your owl is quite the look too. I bet he can catch just about anything with those talons. So what did you mum say?"
Hermione opened the letter, laughing at Malfoy's comment and looked at the letter. Her
laugh was cut off however as she read the contents. She soon looked distressed and traumatized
"Hermione, what's the matter?"
"I have to go home...now!!"
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Ok, what do you think? Just to clear up one thing before you go psycho on me.
Snape is not completely evil like he appears. You'll find out soon
Please R/R/Flame. I don't care. IF you flame me, I don't care. It helps. Anyway. Writing next chapter.
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