Disclaimer: I own nothing except the way the words were put in. JK Rowling invented the Harry Potter universe a long time ago(I think in 1990). I wasn't even old enough to talk in full sentences then so how could I create a wonderful universe like this?
Author's Note: I have an idea for another fanfic I will either start writing soon or start writing near the end of this one. I need ya'll's opinions though. If the Mauraders were the same age as Hermione, which one would be better suited for her(aka, have a crush on her)? I narrowed it down to Lupin and Sirius and I would like you guys to email me at psycho_red_lipgloss@yahoo.com to tell me which one you think is better suited for her. Or you could leave your comments about it in your review. (I love reviews!) Thank you all!
Chapter Seven: Side Effects
I grinned because I hated Draco too. I had no more feelings for him and as long as those birds never came back, we would go back to being enemies. He looked at me with maliciousness in his eyes, like he wanted to kill me. Clearly I thought that thought too soon.
"I think I hate you so much, I want to kill you." he said. How ironic.
I was still sat on the edge of the tower and glared at him. Daring him to try something.
"And you don't think I want to kill you too? After all the crap you've put me through, I think I should have the first shot."
We both pulled out our wands; but neither of us moved towards each other. He pointed his at me and I did the same...except mine was pointing at him, not me.
Before Malfoy had the chance, I yelled the Twitchy Ears Hex and his ears began to wiggle and twitch. I just laughed. It wasn't a life-threatening spell, but it was still funny. It looked as if he was going to make like Dumbo and fly away. The effects were only temporary though.
"You filthy little mudblood!" he said. I was too busy laughing to pay any attention. Then came a yell of "Rictusempra!" and I began giggling like mad! A little to much actually...
Before I knew it I had lost my balance and fell over the side of the tower. I heard Draco yell my name and he had managed to get to me just in time to grab my hand. I was now dangling over the side of the tallest tower at Hogwarts, giggling like mad, and had the person who hated me the most in the world holding on to my hand to keep my from falling. Yeah, I was calm.
"Malfoy!" I screamed. He immediately used his free hand to undo the tickling curse. Then he threw his wand aside and began to pull me up. For a second I knew I felt my hand slip from his grasp, but he quickly grabbed then again. There was a scream from below me, but I couldn't make out what they said or who it was. All I cared about was getting back on top of the tower.
"I got you!" Malfoy assured me as he finally managed to pull me back up after what seemed like hours. We both fell backwards landing with me on top of him and our faces merely inches apart.
Just then the door swung open. Ron and Harry came flying through it and stopped when they saw the awkward position Draco and me were in.
"What in the bloody hell is going on here?" Harry asked.
"Yeah! First we see Hermione hanging over the edge of the tower and now you're laying on top of Malfoy?" Ron added.
I quickly got up and walked over to them.
"It's not what you think! I was up here working on a bit of homework when Draco came up here and we sorta got into a fight again which resulted in me hanging over the edge but that butt-monkey there had the decency not to just leave me hanging and he saved me Harry I sware that's all that happened!" I explained in one long breath. Ron didn't look convinced.
"That still doesn't explain why you were on top of him." he said.
"Ron, just how thick is your head? I had just pulled me to safety and we both fell over when you opened the door. That's all! And this is me and Malfoy we're talking about for Merlin's sake! Do you honestly think there's anything between us besides hate?" I said, adding the last part to remind them...
"And just what were you doing up here, Malfoy?" Harry asked Draco as he got up from the stone floor.
"I came out for a bit of fresh air, Potter. It just so happens Granger is up here doing God knows what with that cauldron over there and I decided to have a little fun and push her over the edge." Draco said, convincingly.
"I oughtta-" but before Harry could finish, Ron had already jumped Malfoy and began to pound his face in.
"RON!" Harry and I both yelled as we ran over to break up the fight. It all becomes blurry after that. All I remember is trying to brake them apart and having one of them give me a sharp blow to the face. I was knocked unconscious.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Will she be alright?"
"Is it serious?"
"I should have controlled my temper."
"When will she wake up?"
"Boys, boys, please calm down. Ms. Granger will be perfectly alright. It was just a sharp blow to the head and will a little bit of my antidote and some chocolate she'll be on her feet in no time."
I recognized the voices as Harry, Ron, and Madam Pompry. Clearly I was in the Hospital Wing. I wondered what the guys told her...
I heard footsteps coming near me, but I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes just yet. Then I felt someone grab my hand.
"Hermione?" the boy said softly. It was Harry. "Please wake up."
That seemed to be the magic words to wake me. I opened my eyes and saw Harry leaning over me with Ron behind him pacing back and forth.
"Harry..." I said weakly.
"You're awake! Ron, she's awake!" Harry called to him. Ron came rushing over and looked down at me.
"I'm really sorry, Hermione. If it wasn't for me, none of this would have happened." he told me.
"It's okay, Ron. I shouldn't have been up there in the first place." I tried to tell him.
We chatted for a little bit and neither of them got to interested in the exact reason I was up there, thank goodness. Madam Pompry shooed them away and I was left to stay the rest of the night. All these thoughts were running through my head...They were all scattered of course. I was wondering what we were going to tell Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers. We clearly weren't supposed to be out that late...I made up some stories in my head that sounded convincing one minute and stupid the next. I was in trouble.
When I finally fell asleep, I felt someone staring at me. I know it sounds weird, but I could feel it. I finally woke up, but my eyes never opened once because I was curious about who it was. I knew it was still night time and whoever it was was alone...After they quit pacing, they sat down in a chair beside my bed. I made sure to look like I was still sleeping.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. That punch was meant for Weasle Face." came the somewhat scared voice of Draco Malfoy. "Madam Pompry told me you were going to be alright when I brought you in..."
*Brought me in*? Harry said that him and Ron brought me in....That's strange...
"I was the first to notice what I had done and immediately scooped you up and ran to the Hospital Wing. Harry and Ron followed closely, but I was the one that brought you here. The reason I'm telling you this is because I'm sure they told you some cock-bull story about then fighting me off after I hit you and bringing you here..."
Actually, I never even asked who had hit me...Ron just kept saying he was sorry so I assumed it was him...
"And the truth is, Granger..." he started. Then there was a long pause. "when I *hit* you, when I thought of you being hurt...it hurt me. Inside that is. I felt really really bad."
I couldn't believe it. Draco was actually showing human feelings. And that wasn't all, I felt him kiss me on my forehead! I couldn't take it anymore and stirred a bit to let him know I was about to open my eyes.
"Hermione?"
I opened my eyes. And what I saw, I didn't expect. He had a bruise on his jaw, I'm guessing from where Ron had hit him, and his hair was clearly messed up. It wasn't slicked back like it normally was; but instead, falling just above his eyes. I wondered why he didn't wear it like that more often.
"How are you feeling?" he asked him as he ran his hand down my cheek. He immediately caught was he was doing and pulled it back.
"I'm feeling fine." I told him.
"Listen..I'm really sorry-"
"It's okay, Draco. I heard everything." I interrupted. He looked at me sideways.
"You...You did?"
"Yes. And it was very sweet." I said softly.
"Well...I meant every word of it. When I thought you were hurt..." his voice trailed off as he looked down.
I smiled a bit. I couldn't believe that Malfoy could act like a human being. It was shocking. After we talked for a bit, he left. The last thing we agreed on was to still act like we hated each other around school. Fine by me.
Author's Note: I have an idea for another fanfic I will either start writing soon or start writing near the end of this one. I need ya'll's opinions though. If the Mauraders were the same age as Hermione, which one would be better suited for her(aka, have a crush on her)? I narrowed it down to Lupin and Sirius and I would like you guys to email me at psycho_red_lipgloss@yahoo.com to tell me which one you think is better suited for her. Or you could leave your comments about it in your review. (I love reviews!) Thank you all!
Chapter Seven: Side Effects
I grinned because I hated Draco too. I had no more feelings for him and as long as those birds never came back, we would go back to being enemies. He looked at me with maliciousness in his eyes, like he wanted to kill me. Clearly I thought that thought too soon.
"I think I hate you so much, I want to kill you." he said. How ironic.
I was still sat on the edge of the tower and glared at him. Daring him to try something.
"And you don't think I want to kill you too? After all the crap you've put me through, I think I should have the first shot."
We both pulled out our wands; but neither of us moved towards each other. He pointed his at me and I did the same...except mine was pointing at him, not me.
Before Malfoy had the chance, I yelled the Twitchy Ears Hex and his ears began to wiggle and twitch. I just laughed. It wasn't a life-threatening spell, but it was still funny. It looked as if he was going to make like Dumbo and fly away. The effects were only temporary though.
"You filthy little mudblood!" he said. I was too busy laughing to pay any attention. Then came a yell of "Rictusempra!" and I began giggling like mad! A little to much actually...
Before I knew it I had lost my balance and fell over the side of the tower. I heard Draco yell my name and he had managed to get to me just in time to grab my hand. I was now dangling over the side of the tallest tower at Hogwarts, giggling like mad, and had the person who hated me the most in the world holding on to my hand to keep my from falling. Yeah, I was calm.
"Malfoy!" I screamed. He immediately used his free hand to undo the tickling curse. Then he threw his wand aside and began to pull me up. For a second I knew I felt my hand slip from his grasp, but he quickly grabbed then again. There was a scream from below me, but I couldn't make out what they said or who it was. All I cared about was getting back on top of the tower.
"I got you!" Malfoy assured me as he finally managed to pull me back up after what seemed like hours. We both fell backwards landing with me on top of him and our faces merely inches apart.
Just then the door swung open. Ron and Harry came flying through it and stopped when they saw the awkward position Draco and me were in.
"What in the bloody hell is going on here?" Harry asked.
"Yeah! First we see Hermione hanging over the edge of the tower and now you're laying on top of Malfoy?" Ron added.
I quickly got up and walked over to them.
"It's not what you think! I was up here working on a bit of homework when Draco came up here and we sorta got into a fight again which resulted in me hanging over the edge but that butt-monkey there had the decency not to just leave me hanging and he saved me Harry I sware that's all that happened!" I explained in one long breath. Ron didn't look convinced.
"That still doesn't explain why you were on top of him." he said.
"Ron, just how thick is your head? I had just pulled me to safety and we both fell over when you opened the door. That's all! And this is me and Malfoy we're talking about for Merlin's sake! Do you honestly think there's anything between us besides hate?" I said, adding the last part to remind them...
"And just what were you doing up here, Malfoy?" Harry asked Draco as he got up from the stone floor.
"I came out for a bit of fresh air, Potter. It just so happens Granger is up here doing God knows what with that cauldron over there and I decided to have a little fun and push her over the edge." Draco said, convincingly.
"I oughtta-" but before Harry could finish, Ron had already jumped Malfoy and began to pound his face in.
"RON!" Harry and I both yelled as we ran over to break up the fight. It all becomes blurry after that. All I remember is trying to brake them apart and having one of them give me a sharp blow to the face. I was knocked unconscious.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Will she be alright?"
"Is it serious?"
"I should have controlled my temper."
"When will she wake up?"
"Boys, boys, please calm down. Ms. Granger will be perfectly alright. It was just a sharp blow to the head and will a little bit of my antidote and some chocolate she'll be on her feet in no time."
I recognized the voices as Harry, Ron, and Madam Pompry. Clearly I was in the Hospital Wing. I wondered what the guys told her...
I heard footsteps coming near me, but I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes just yet. Then I felt someone grab my hand.
"Hermione?" the boy said softly. It was Harry. "Please wake up."
That seemed to be the magic words to wake me. I opened my eyes and saw Harry leaning over me with Ron behind him pacing back and forth.
"Harry..." I said weakly.
"You're awake! Ron, she's awake!" Harry called to him. Ron came rushing over and looked down at me.
"I'm really sorry, Hermione. If it wasn't for me, none of this would have happened." he told me.
"It's okay, Ron. I shouldn't have been up there in the first place." I tried to tell him.
We chatted for a little bit and neither of them got to interested in the exact reason I was up there, thank goodness. Madam Pompry shooed them away and I was left to stay the rest of the night. All these thoughts were running through my head...They were all scattered of course. I was wondering what we were going to tell Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers. We clearly weren't supposed to be out that late...I made up some stories in my head that sounded convincing one minute and stupid the next. I was in trouble.
When I finally fell asleep, I felt someone staring at me. I know it sounds weird, but I could feel it. I finally woke up, but my eyes never opened once because I was curious about who it was. I knew it was still night time and whoever it was was alone...After they quit pacing, they sat down in a chair beside my bed. I made sure to look like I was still sleeping.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. That punch was meant for Weasle Face." came the somewhat scared voice of Draco Malfoy. "Madam Pompry told me you were going to be alright when I brought you in..."
*Brought me in*? Harry said that him and Ron brought me in....That's strange...
"I was the first to notice what I had done and immediately scooped you up and ran to the Hospital Wing. Harry and Ron followed closely, but I was the one that brought you here. The reason I'm telling you this is because I'm sure they told you some cock-bull story about then fighting me off after I hit you and bringing you here..."
Actually, I never even asked who had hit me...Ron just kept saying he was sorry so I assumed it was him...
"And the truth is, Granger..." he started. Then there was a long pause. "when I *hit* you, when I thought of you being hurt...it hurt me. Inside that is. I felt really really bad."
I couldn't believe it. Draco was actually showing human feelings. And that wasn't all, I felt him kiss me on my forehead! I couldn't take it anymore and stirred a bit to let him know I was about to open my eyes.
"Hermione?"
I opened my eyes. And what I saw, I didn't expect. He had a bruise on his jaw, I'm guessing from where Ron had hit him, and his hair was clearly messed up. It wasn't slicked back like it normally was; but instead, falling just above his eyes. I wondered why he didn't wear it like that more often.
"How are you feeling?" he asked him as he ran his hand down my cheek. He immediately caught was he was doing and pulled it back.
"I'm feeling fine." I told him.
"Listen..I'm really sorry-"
"It's okay, Draco. I heard everything." I interrupted. He looked at me sideways.
"You...You did?"
"Yes. And it was very sweet." I said softly.
"Well...I meant every word of it. When I thought you were hurt..." his voice trailed off as he looked down.
I smiled a bit. I couldn't believe that Malfoy could act like a human being. It was shocking. After we talked for a bit, he left. The last thing we agreed on was to still act like we hated each other around school. Fine by me.