Disclaimer time - I am not J.K. Rowling, nor do I own the characters in her
Harry Potter series. I'm just borrowing them for a little chaos & dissolute
fun & I promise to return them in an only somewhat disheveled state. I know
my posting are becoming more delayed, but I promise to keep writing, albeit
slowly. BTW I hate the title of this chapter, so if a better one occurs to
you, please let me know. Anyway, here is the next chapter . . . enjoy (& of
course please review . . .what can I say, I'm addicted to reviews.
"Ummm, ummm," Harry's mouth gaped wide open, as the sound of Snape's voice, like a bucket of cold water, seemed to cool his sudden rage as quickly as it struck. Harry stood dumbfounded as his two closest friends stared him, as if they were afraid of him! Time seemed to stand still for him as he tried to understand what had just happened. He could feel Snape's eyes burning into him, as he stared at Draco, standing partially in front of Hermione, smirking in that way that only Draco could. Harry could feel the embers of rage rekindling, he knew Draco had set this into motion and that he, the boy who lived, had just taken the bait.
"Well . . . "Snape's voice dripped with contempt, "I assume that none of you have lost your ability to speak." He drawled out, giving each of them a dark glare in turn, as he idly wondered which one of them would break first. He knew it was petty of him, but he simply couldn't resist watching them squirm. It added to the few small pleasures left to him in this place.
Hermione gave a quick sideways glance to Draco, who responded with a brief smile, before he spoke, his voice cutting through the thick tension in the room.
"Hermione and I were here for our detention, " his lips sliding over the syllables, drawing all the focus of the room to him, "when Potter and the Weasel, "interrupted us. Apparently, they were very interested in our . . . discussion."
"And what, pray tell was so engrossing about this discussion?"
Giving Draco a quick dirty look, Hermione blurted out, "ummm we starting talking about love potions."
"Oh, really, and what about them, hmmm?"
"Yes, I'd love to hear this one too," Draco whispered in Hermione's ear, before sitting up on one of the desks, and giving her an innocently curious look.
"Well," Hermione began hesitantly, her mind frantically trying to fabricate an answer that would satisfy Snape enough to get rid of him. Come on, girl, you haven't got all day, think! You've got to come up with something good. Think of potions . . . what was in that book that Draco was reading in the library . . . "Ummmm, we were debating the effectiveness of Brimstone and Treacle Nightmare as opposed to . . . umm," Hermione's voice faltered under Snape's scrutinizing stare.
Draco winced as saw his plans of Potter and Pansy falling apart, not to mention the likelihood of getting out of this Snape situation without all of them, him and Hermione included, losing major points for their houses, and as much as he would enjoy watching Potter and the Weasel suffer, he wasn't quite so thrilled about him and Hermione being involved.
"As opposed, of course, to the far more kinder and gentler, not to mention more ethically sound," Ron glared at Draco for a moment, "Aphrodite potion." Heads whipped around, stunned to hear such a Percy-like sentence emitting from Ron's voice. Ron blinked and just shrugged, as if to say 'hey, sometimes I do pay attention in class'. Hermione threw him a grateful look and Harry just looked even more confused then before.
" Well, since you seem so . . . impassioned," Snape smiled cunningly, "the four of you can work together and create a presentation for the class, including of course, the brewing both Potions. I'll expect it, hmmm let me think. . . Sometime next week, I'll announce the date in your next class.
"I think you should work in teams, Potter and Weasley, you may work on the Brimstone and Treacle Nightmare and Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy will work on the Aphrodite potion. This will be graded as a competition of sorts, with a losing team," he pointedly looked over to Harry and Ron, before favoring Hermione and Draco with a curious smile as he finished, "and a winning team." He waited a moment as they absorbed his news, before turning away. He paused at the room to toss over his shoulders, "Messer's Potter and Wesley, shouldn't you both be back in your common room by now?" As Harry opened his mouth in retort, Snape smoothly cut him off, "As Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy should continue their work, I see no need for either of you to further disturb them, especially now when you have work of your own to do, hmmm?" His smile broadened maliciously as he waited until Ron and Harry collected their belongings and began walking away. He nodded to Draco as he too finally left the room.
"A presentation on love potions?!?!" Hermione wailed, "Together!?!?" Her voice rose in disbelief as she collapsed up against the nearest wall and slid to floor. "What is that man thinking!?!?!?" She ran her hand haphazardly through her hair as she looked up at Draco to see him . . . giggling?!?!? "You're laughing?!? Oh, no, you cannot be laughing." She stood up and began rapidly pacing around the room, as she continued ranting at Draco, as he still sat on the desk with a mock serious expression on his face. "Have you lost your mind, Draco?!? This is not a time to be laughing." Her voice continued to rise with each word she spoke as she walking towards him and started poking him into the chest with a finger to punctuate what she was saying. "Don't you get it? This is disastrous . . . You, Harry and Ron are all going to kill each other and I'm going to get caught in the crossfire and we are all going to die!!!"
Draco arched an eyebrow and captured her still moving hand in mid-air and deftly slipped it behind her back and pulled her tight against him so she stood trapped between his legs. He tilted her face up to his, "Hermione, no one is to die," adding mentally, 'not yet, anyway'. And even if you were right, which I assure you that you aren't, don't you think I would make sure you were safely elsewhere?" His voice was a soft mummer and she felt herself relaxing, until the words began once again to make sense in her head.
She gasped for a moment, as if she had suddenly heard his unspoken thoughts, her eyes narrowing as she looked up at him sharply, "Oh my god, you really do mean to kill them, don't you?!?" She abruptly pulled back, but Draco having already anticipated this move, only tighten his arms around her, trapping her once again. He sighed for a moment, pulling her increasingly resistant body closer until he rested his chin on her sweet smelling hair. "Hermione, if I had really wanted Potter and the Weasel dead, don't you think I would have tried already? I mean, most people around here would give their lives to save either of them. Ignoring the fact that Voldemort has tried, hell , I don't even know how many times he tried to kill Potter and failed. Did you ever think that I would be sent to Azkaban for attempted murder, do you think I don't know how much you would hate me?"
TBC
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Once again, thank you all so very much . . . & please continue to read & review,
If the grammar/spelling isn't perfect I do apologize & promise to clean it up later on, but I'm sick right now, so I'm just going to post as is, it *should* be ok, as far as I can tell . . . time for bed & medicine (
As always, please read & review . . .
"Ummm, ummm," Harry's mouth gaped wide open, as the sound of Snape's voice, like a bucket of cold water, seemed to cool his sudden rage as quickly as it struck. Harry stood dumbfounded as his two closest friends stared him, as if they were afraid of him! Time seemed to stand still for him as he tried to understand what had just happened. He could feel Snape's eyes burning into him, as he stared at Draco, standing partially in front of Hermione, smirking in that way that only Draco could. Harry could feel the embers of rage rekindling, he knew Draco had set this into motion and that he, the boy who lived, had just taken the bait.
"Well . . . "Snape's voice dripped with contempt, "I assume that none of you have lost your ability to speak." He drawled out, giving each of them a dark glare in turn, as he idly wondered which one of them would break first. He knew it was petty of him, but he simply couldn't resist watching them squirm. It added to the few small pleasures left to him in this place.
Hermione gave a quick sideways glance to Draco, who responded with a brief smile, before he spoke, his voice cutting through the thick tension in the room.
"Hermione and I were here for our detention, " his lips sliding over the syllables, drawing all the focus of the room to him, "when Potter and the Weasel, "interrupted us. Apparently, they were very interested in our . . . discussion."
"And what, pray tell was so engrossing about this discussion?"
Giving Draco a quick dirty look, Hermione blurted out, "ummm we starting talking about love potions."
"Oh, really, and what about them, hmmm?"
"Yes, I'd love to hear this one too," Draco whispered in Hermione's ear, before sitting up on one of the desks, and giving her an innocently curious look.
"Well," Hermione began hesitantly, her mind frantically trying to fabricate an answer that would satisfy Snape enough to get rid of him. Come on, girl, you haven't got all day, think! You've got to come up with something good. Think of potions . . . what was in that book that Draco was reading in the library . . . "Ummmm, we were debating the effectiveness of Brimstone and Treacle Nightmare as opposed to . . . umm," Hermione's voice faltered under Snape's scrutinizing stare.
Draco winced as saw his plans of Potter and Pansy falling apart, not to mention the likelihood of getting out of this Snape situation without all of them, him and Hermione included, losing major points for their houses, and as much as he would enjoy watching Potter and the Weasel suffer, he wasn't quite so thrilled about him and Hermione being involved.
"As opposed, of course, to the far more kinder and gentler, not to mention more ethically sound," Ron glared at Draco for a moment, "Aphrodite potion." Heads whipped around, stunned to hear such a Percy-like sentence emitting from Ron's voice. Ron blinked and just shrugged, as if to say 'hey, sometimes I do pay attention in class'. Hermione threw him a grateful look and Harry just looked even more confused then before.
" Well, since you seem so . . . impassioned," Snape smiled cunningly, "the four of you can work together and create a presentation for the class, including of course, the brewing both Potions. I'll expect it, hmmm let me think. . . Sometime next week, I'll announce the date in your next class.
"I think you should work in teams, Potter and Weasley, you may work on the Brimstone and Treacle Nightmare and Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy will work on the Aphrodite potion. This will be graded as a competition of sorts, with a losing team," he pointedly looked over to Harry and Ron, before favoring Hermione and Draco with a curious smile as he finished, "and a winning team." He waited a moment as they absorbed his news, before turning away. He paused at the room to toss over his shoulders, "Messer's Potter and Wesley, shouldn't you both be back in your common room by now?" As Harry opened his mouth in retort, Snape smoothly cut him off, "As Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy should continue their work, I see no need for either of you to further disturb them, especially now when you have work of your own to do, hmmm?" His smile broadened maliciously as he waited until Ron and Harry collected their belongings and began walking away. He nodded to Draco as he too finally left the room.
"A presentation on love potions?!?!" Hermione wailed, "Together!?!?" Her voice rose in disbelief as she collapsed up against the nearest wall and slid to floor. "What is that man thinking!?!?!?" She ran her hand haphazardly through her hair as she looked up at Draco to see him . . . giggling?!?!? "You're laughing?!? Oh, no, you cannot be laughing." She stood up and began rapidly pacing around the room, as she continued ranting at Draco, as he still sat on the desk with a mock serious expression on his face. "Have you lost your mind, Draco?!? This is not a time to be laughing." Her voice continued to rise with each word she spoke as she walking towards him and started poking him into the chest with a finger to punctuate what she was saying. "Don't you get it? This is disastrous . . . You, Harry and Ron are all going to kill each other and I'm going to get caught in the crossfire and we are all going to die!!!"
Draco arched an eyebrow and captured her still moving hand in mid-air and deftly slipped it behind her back and pulled her tight against him so she stood trapped between his legs. He tilted her face up to his, "Hermione, no one is to die," adding mentally, 'not yet, anyway'. And even if you were right, which I assure you that you aren't, don't you think I would make sure you were safely elsewhere?" His voice was a soft mummer and she felt herself relaxing, until the words began once again to make sense in her head.
She gasped for a moment, as if she had suddenly heard his unspoken thoughts, her eyes narrowing as she looked up at him sharply, "Oh my god, you really do mean to kill them, don't you?!?" She abruptly pulled back, but Draco having already anticipated this move, only tighten his arms around her, trapping her once again. He sighed for a moment, pulling her increasingly resistant body closer until he rested his chin on her sweet smelling hair. "Hermione, if I had really wanted Potter and the Weasel dead, don't you think I would have tried already? I mean, most people around here would give their lives to save either of them. Ignoring the fact that Voldemort has tried, hell , I don't even know how many times he tried to kill Potter and failed. Did you ever think that I would be sent to Azkaban for attempted murder, do you think I don't know how much you would hate me?"
TBC
Here's the list of those very wonderful (& very patient) people who continue to read & review me.
allee kat, Hermione, Caitie, DaZeD, Linnie, cad, sandy, Book-Lover-210, Megan, scythe_fire, Alanna, Angel, ViEiRA, hdsagjyaf (my very first reviewer ;), Sucker For Romance, Madame Padfoot, Jackie, Ally-sama, Caroline, Linnie, hermioneG89, Redundant Goddess, imlosnoches, Em, SugarShortys23, DrAcO*AcErbuS, Selena, Cascade of Darkness, mousie, Hermie13, lauriena, Fire Goddess, mysticalcancer, Krystle Nicole, DarkIllusion, Adris, Mrs.Amanda Malfoy, Dragona, stewy, Draco's Babe, wolf, Silver Starlight, zombie-miho, lutra,
Melinda, Sexy Oscar, kid, sai (who wrote my 100th review woo hoo ;), Calypso in Love, Draco's Honey, Goddessnmb1, bubsey.b, Melly, Athena's Quill, Krystle Nicole, Sil-Chan, steele, Give Me Stitchez, Scratches (Hi Dee, my wonderful beta-reader ;), & lastly wearenotamused (Hi Ellen ;). ï??
Once again, thank you all so very much . . . & please continue to read & review,
If the grammar/spelling isn't perfect I do apologize & promise to clean it up later on, but I'm sick right now, so I'm just going to post as is, it *should* be ok, as far as I can tell . . . time for bed & medicine (
As always, please read & review . . .