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Chapter 4: Detention Brings Secret Intentions

"That's ridiculous that Snape gave you a stupid detention over the fact of you saying 3 words out loud" said Harry irritated by the thought when Hermione came out of Snape's room behind Draco.

"Oh I know, but I swear that he has it out on me to torment me some how. Especially with the fact that Draco will be in there as well, so as if I don't suffer enough with a stupid detention that I don't deserve and shouldn't have I have to be stuck with him. It's not fair." She replied, looking at the ground irritated and knowing that she had a detention ahead of her. She was head girl, she was supposed to be looked up to not the one in detention. It's ridiculous.

Like usual Dumbledore made his announcements for the night before dinner begun, reminding everyone that they were just 24 hours away from finding out who their match for the ball was. More people seemed excited about it as time progressed. The surprise, the anxiety, the mystery, it thrilled them all.

McGonagall approached the middle where Dumbledore stood to announce more details over the Match Maker.

"I'd just like to say that I'm positive that this ball is going to be great and that all of you will enjoy it no matter what especially to the thanks of the Antantrum Potion provided by Professor Snape. We want you all to enjoy your time no matter what. Don't be discouraged if you do not like your match, (although its match and they are pretty accurate) you'll be happy regardless. As for Saturday afternoon, there are several things you can do with your date. Food, Strolls, Talk, Games… Double Dates, Triple Dates. Etc… I would also like to discuss the consequences if you are to ditch your date, you will have a weeks worth of detention and 20 points taken away from your house. Treat others how you'd want to be treated. And we can't wait to see the results tomorrow night. I know it's a match but it's who you're ideally matched perfectly for the year; it doesn't mean they are your true soul mate of that sort. Who knows, next year you could have someone different. Enjoy your meal." She walked back off and Dumbledore finished off with a few words. Then dinner began.

Little did the students know; the purpose of reinforcing these rules all remained with a situation of the future. It was all for a particular reason, they had to accomplish a seemingly impossible task before the future of certain few students would be doom.

"Wow a lot of rules for this thing, I guess they're pretty serious about not ditching or changing dates." Ron said pondering aloud.

"Well, of course, They say its your match, a match is a match Ron, maybe they can tell the future and just know that you're meant for that person and if you're to ditch out on them that's kind of hurtful." Ginny said giving her two cents.

"You know, Ginny is right. They're probably making a big fuss over the fact of not leaving behind one because they secretly are going to be your match or someone you'll be rather close to if not your match. So I guess it's good to say whoever I'll get and Ron who ever you'll get is supposed to be meant for each other for a reason." Hermione said with a smile, Ron blushed with a smile in regards to what she said.

"You're right 'Mione! Saturday is going to be a blast, a complete and amazing blast." Ron said grinning looking at her in a different way, staring into her soft brown eyes, a smile taking place from corner to corner of his mouth, making Hermione feel a bit off but not wanting to think too much of it. A moment later her eye traveled to the clock. 6:55, the minutes of dinner had dwindled fast.

"Oh Gosh, I need to go, 7 o'clock detention awaits me in 5 minutes. I'll see you guys tomorrow!" and with that Hermione ran off into the hall towards Snape's room.

Hermione opened Snape's door walking inside slowly poking her head in to make sure Snape was in the room. Snape was at his desk writing things down along with the Antantrum next to him before he had heard her entrance.

"Hermione, right on time, sit down; we'll wait until Mr. Malfoy gets here." Snape finished and Hermione walked over to the desks to sit down. Seconds later Draco walked in rushed, Snape told him the same, to sit down.

Snape cleared his voice and rose up from his desk staring down the two Head Students before speaking the punishment, "I want you both to know I do not take disruptions in my class lightly, and in doing so you were resulted to being here, in detention. Fortunately for you, it's not on the day of the ball or the time when you discover who your match is. Now as for your punishment, I want you to bottle up, label, and pack all the Antantrum into these boxes. We're going to need them for Saturday Night if there are a few misfortunate students who get stuck with someone they don't want. I will be back in an hour or so to see how far along you are. If you break one, you will suffer the effects of the potion, so handle them gently." Snape stormed out of his room quickly after explaining, not caring what would happen between the two enemies who sat aside of each other.

Hermione stood up from the desk she was sitting at and then walked over to the huge bottles of Antantrum and begun to pour them into little bottles. She wanted to concentrate on this so that the sooner she's done the faster she's out of there. She glanced over to Draco who still remained in his seat, looking straight forward, spaced out obviously not wanting to participate.

"Malfoy." Hermione said irritated while rolling her eyes.

"What do you want Granger?" Draco snapped back.

"Aren't you going to do some of this?" she said looking at the amount that was sitting in front of her. Upset with how unfair this punishment was for her just saying a small gathering of words not that loud during class.

"It seems to me you're doing just fine on your own." He scoffed looking straight towards her with a deadly glare.

"MALFOY, help or I 'accidentally' knock one of these bottles over so that you can at least be tolerable." Hermione said harshly glaring just as rough back towards Draco.

"Ok, Ok Granger, Don't get your panties in a twist." He said rolling his eyes getting up from his chair slowly. Hermione would have replied to his remark but she just didn't want to deal with it and wanted out of her as soon as possible. Draco walked over to the side of her, making a sort of assembly line with the potion. Hermione grabbed a bottle and then would pour the potion into the bottle; Draco labeled them and put them inside of the box. It worked pretty effectively for the first twenty minutes. The next containing beaker with the large amount of potion was getting a little hard for Hermione to handle, she started to sigh, finding the best way to get a grip on it, the first one wasn't this hard, but then again it was only half full whereas this one was completely filled. Hermione kept struggling with it, sighing in aggravation.

"CAREFUL!" Draco hissed while Hermione tried to get a hold of the containing beaker right before it slipped slightly sideways in her hand, some of the Antantrum splashed out hitting Draco's corner of his mouth.

"I'm doing my best Malfoy. Give me a break" she snapped back. Draco sighed, shaking his head. His shoulders slowly relaxed from its tense reaction when he hissed at her to be careful. He lowered his shoulders and he took a deep breath looking over at her while she tried to figure a way to hold the flask easier.

"Just, switch with me Granger." He said in a softer toned yet serious voice.

Surprised Hermione nodded her head and switched. She walked on the other side of Draco as he seemingly moved easily to where she stood holding the flask, beginning to pour the contents into more and more bottled jars handing them over to Hermione. This worked out much better. Hermione had no clue some hit Draco but even though it was influenced this part of Draco was tolerable. Hermione let out a breath of relief but couldn't help but to allow her to ask a question to satisfy her curiosity.

"Why are you being civil to me Malfoy?"

"Honestly? You hit me a bit with the Antantrum. Don't worry about it though, I'm not mad, it was maybe a drop or two, so that means I'll be your favorite old Draco within the hour" he said looking seriously at the flask while poured more potion into bottles.

"I'm sorry." She said "You should be on Antantrum all the time then. This side of you is quite relaxing" she said in liberation.

"I can't say that I don't like it. However, there's more to me than incredible charm and evil." He said while winking at Hermione. She giggled, ridiculous how much this potion worked and how little he had. Draco winked at her. This was a moment to keep in the history books.

"Obviously you're the only one who is aware of the rest of the Malfoy no one else sees" she sniggered a loud.

"Well yeah." He agreed smiling. Silence over came them. They worked diligently for the next 20 minutes in peace and quiet. Hermione was enjoying it even with Draco being in the same room right next to her; then again it was all thanks to the Antantrum. Oh well. This Antantrum made her curious; a planned visit to the library was in order for tonight.

"Done" Draco said smiling. Looking over and down towards Hermione, he had grown taller, yet so had she. His eyes drifted down only slightly watching a smile form on her lips.

"Yep" Hermione said as she finished putting the last bottle into the box. Then for the first time that day, Draco and Hermione stared at each other, his grey eyes were soft instead of harsh, sparkling, sweet, it was the type of eye contact was just like that of their glare fights but in a sincere way. As if they were saying 'Thank you'.

Draco felt his body leaning a bit further towards Hermione without conscious thought just before the door crashed opened and Snape walked in, Draco and Hermione still stared at each other, slowly Draco's stare, that was for a moment sweet and soft and pleasant had turned into a harsher, bolder, stronger and evil glare.

"I see you've finished" Snape said allowed. Discourage with the Antantrum running out, she looked over infuriated to Professor Snape before nodding.

"Good. Off with you two then." He said as he walked over to the potion, making sure everything was in order for the day after tomorrow.

Straight from detention, Hermione went to the Library. She looked through several books until she found what she was looking for in the index. She walked over to where the 'best' book on Antantrum was. She skimmed through it, satisfied. She checked the book out and walked back to the common room where she plopped down on her favorite chair. She sighed and opened the book but a voice interrupted her from reading at that moment.

"Why did you have to get some of that bloody potion in my mouth?" He said roaring at her the second she appeared from the entrance to their head common room.

"Malfoy, like I said, I'm sorry, I couldn't handle the large beaker, I didn't mean to. Honest." She replied sighing.

"It just makes me sick that I was actually nice to you, a bloody mud blood. The thought makes me cringe." He rambled on trying to tear her to pieces with his words to maintain his control and proving himself of him being a Malfoy.

She walked over and sat onto her chair, sighing how she wish she could shut him up with some more Antantrum. That potion made the rudest guy in school an angel. That's defiantly powerful stuff. She slowly opened her book and thumbed through the pages until she found the chapter that was most appealing to her eye. Draco stood before her still giving her a glare, Hermione wanted him to go away.

"Malfoy, I just want to read. I don't feel like fighting with you. Could you not be such an inconsiderate bastard for once in your life?" she said rubbing her temples, he was giving her a headache with his presence and complaints.

"Ok frizz ball. Read your precious book." He said lying down on the sofa staring into the fire. She focused her eyes back onto her book and the words the were beneath her, she read on for what seemed like hours when in reality it was only a couple of minutes. Draco watched her as she read, absorbing the information into her head. He wanted to annoy her some more. Get any reaction out of her.

"What book ARE you reading now anyways?" he said looking back to the fireplace annoyed.

"If you just are dying to know, it's about the potion, Antantrum. I wanted to see what exactly it was because Snape didn't go much into it during class, and after seeing its effects on you with just a few drops by accident, I want to know what all it possesses in power." She said still skimming along.

"About the potion that put me under that horrid effect, Let me see that book Granger." He said demandingly, reaching over for the book from his chair. Unfortunately for him it was too far, Hermione looked over furrowing her eyebrows.

"Not now Malfoy. I want to find out what exactly it can" and with that he walked over and snatched the book out of her hand. "MALFOY!"

The Antantrum Potion has an amazing power and awe over one that consumes it. It gets rid of anger, hatred, grudges, and problems then allows a side of understanding and compromising to come out. Blah, Blah, Blah, Draco read aloud in his head, while Hermione jumped around him trying to get to it but he kept spinning around and getting out of her reach, holding her back and holding the book into the air, smiling at her attempts.

"DRACO" she screamed.

The Antantrum can have an everlasting eff- Why did she just call me by my first name! "WHAT GRANGER!" he snapped back.

"GIVE ME BACK THE BOOK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. I WANTED TO SEE WHAT IT WAS ALL ABOUT, I WANTED TO SEE THE EFFECTS, I WANTED TO KNOW WHY, I GOT IT MALFOY, NOT YOU. I DID. SO if you could be so KIND and give me the bloody book back..." She said almost losing her breath.

He wanted to torment her more. He wanted to keep it away from her more, but for tonight he was too tired to do such a thing. Plus her yelling was beginning to give him a headache, "Fine Granger, take your precious book." Tossing it onto her chair, where she grabbed it and ran upstairs to her room, obviously to read it in private so that he couldn't distract her anymore. Although I get a great deal of fun tormenting her, it is getting old. Maybe I should lie off and actually be able to rest – what the, ugh. Why am I thinking such thoughts? I need to remain strong, keep Granger out of my thoughts… I think I'm just tired, I need some sleep. A lot of sleep, Draco went off to his bed where he went to sleep moments later.