Texas Chapter 4: Scared for the Dead, a harry potter fanfic

a/n: Thank you The Future Mrs. Thomas Andrew Felton for reviewing! Her favorite Harry Potter actor was Tom Felton (big surprise...) and so is mine!

Hermione spent the rest of the day thinking if there were any ways to get Draco mad.

But strangely enough, she couldn't think of a single thing. So she thought if she got studying out of the way first, maybe she could think of something.

But, she was wrong for once.

She studied The Art of Transfiguring for three hours, and still, she could think of nothing.

So she gave up for the moment, something else she normally never did.

And then she went downstairs for lunch.

Oh, what a mistake.

Hermione tripped.

Over Draco's dead body.

She screamed. Again.

And then, again, realization dawned on her.

Draco had manually created a exact replica of himself that looked dead, and laid him on the stairs.

For Hermione to trip over.

She was the only one left upstairs to trip over it now.

She was definetly going to get Draco now.

No 'never' option.

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Draco was having the time of his life. He had always wanted to see how Hermione reacted to his dead body.

She screamed? She didn't rejoice.

He certainly thought she would have screamed for joy that he was gone. Instead she screamed of fear.

That was definetly out of the ordinary.

Or maybe she was scared that Voldemort was back, and had come for him. He didnt know.

All he knew was that she sounded horror struck.

And she was.

Hermione had thought Draco had really died.

Voldemort had never even crossed her mind.

For some reason, she was just scared that Draco was dead...