A.N- I hope that everyone's enjoying my story. Sorry the updates have been waylaid. My parents have been giving me no Internet, and so yeah…couldn't update. But oh well! Here it is, Chapter Fourteen.
PS- All of the thanks to my continuous reviewers and first-timers and everyone else who help me to move this story along are at the bottom, along with a longer Author's Note. PLEASE REVIEW THIS CHAPTER. (God knows I need more reviews!)
CHAPTER FOURTEEN – POTIONSI opened my eyes, waking up in the Hospital Wing as planned. I had woken up in the Hospital Wing many times before in the past, but this time was different. During the times before, there were Get-Well flowers and presents, and people were always waiting for me to wake up. People meaning someone else, other than Madame Pomfrey. But this time was much different. This was worse than the hate-mail period I had gone through in the fourth year. Because at least then I had my friends by my side.
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I ran into the dungeons, very late for Potions. Oh, Snape would definitely kill me, if Ginny or someone didn't do it first.
"…have one hour to create the Draught of the Living Death. Instructions are on the board. Ah, Granger, you have decided to finally join us. 10 points from Gryffindore, and sit down."
"But sir, I was in the Hospital Wing! I have a note from Madame Pomfrey, see."
"Give it here, Granger. I want to see this note." After reading the short letter quickly, he said, "Just go sit next to Malfoy. You two are working together."
Sitting next to the blonde pureblood, I gave a polite smile. I thought that maybe he's changed a bit. He seemed so much nicer last time that I saw him. "Granger, you're in danger. The Dark Lord is starting to get suspicious," he whispered.
"With what? What did I do?"
"He wants to know why you've been in Dumbledore's office so often. He thinks that you're spying for him."
"Well we will just have to tell him that I'm spying on Dumbledore for the Dark Lord, and that requires giving the old man the illusion that I'm giving him information about the Death Eaters."
"Yeah, well, you don't think that the Dark Lord can see right though that?"
"Just like a window," I said jokingly, though I knew well that the situation is too serious for a joke.
"Let's just make this Draught and get it over with. We can talk later."
"You know, it's not fair to the other students," I said.
"What's not fair?"
"The fact that Snape put the two most clever people in the year together and word on a potion. It gives us quite an advantage."
But all he did was cut up his roots.
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You are so attracted to her.
I am so not attracted to the Mudblood. What are you doing in my head, anyways?
I'm your inner-voice, you moron. Who do you think I am, your secret crush, Granger?
I do not have a crush on her.
(cough) Denial!
Okay, if you think so, then I guess you're not really my inner-voice, because my inner-voice would never say that.
That's what you think, but that's just because you're a MORON!
Go to hell.
Ooooooooooooh! You like her, you like her, you like her. You want to kiss her, you want to hug her, you want to love to her, you want to-
SHUT UP!
Touchy, I see. Very touchy. You know, if you didn't have a crush on Granger, I would think that you were gay.
I do not have a crush on the Mudblood!
Sure you don't, Draco. Sure you don't.
A.N- Sorry that this chapter is so short. I just thought that it would be perfect to end it right there, and let you laugh a little, and perhaps re-read the funny parts before you REVIEW! Haha, subliminal messages are now getting to you. You are going to review my story now. I know you want to. You know you want to. So review! (please) And now the thanks to my beautiful readers who actually review. I LOVE YOU GUYS! (PS. Sorry that I didn't put the thanks in last chapter. I wanted this on the site as quickly as possible, so the second I got my Internet connection back I put it on. So I decided to put all of the thanks from last chapter and this chapter on the chapter, if that makes any sense.)