Chapter 3 And It Keeps Getting Worse...
Hermione's luck just kept getting worse and worse and it seemed as though Malfoy just doubled the power of the bad luck. Every time that he was around it was as though her bad luck just went crazy. She couldn't understand it. Again the 'why me' question, and again no answer.
Hermione made her way from the carriage through the doors and towards the Great Hall. On her way to dinner McGonagall pulled her and Malfoy aside. "Now, I need to explain a few things to you before dinner. Firstly you will be making a 'grand entrance' when Dumbledore announces the new Head Boy and Head Girl during his speech. As you both know Head Boy and Girl are to set an example for the other students in the school. This means that, Mr. Malfoy, you and Miss Granger need to act as though you two get along in front of the other students, especially the first years. There are many duties that the two of you must see to as the Heads. I will give you a list of these duties after dinner. I will also be showing you to your new dorms after dinner."
As McGonagall made to leave the last part dawned on Hermione. "Pardon me, proffessor. Did you say our new dorms?" she questioned nervously.
"Oh yes. Of course. I almost forgot. You, Ms. Granger, and you, Mr. Malfoy, will be sharing a common room that will connect your dorm rooms. It is a secret tradition for the Heads to have their own private dormitories. All of that will be explained to you after dinner when I show you to your quarters. Now, go stand before the doors. When you hear your names called enter the hall and walk calmly to your respective seats. If you will both excuse me, I have to begin the sorting." She rushed off leaving the two teenagers standing there, staring after her.
Hermione slowly pulled herself from her reverie and began to make her way to the large double doors that would lead into the hall for dinner. She stood there, switching from foot to foot, waiting anxiously when she heard a noise that was most unwelcome. She turned slowly, praying that it was not what she had thought. 'SPLAT!' As Hermione turned she was hit square in the face by an ice cold water balloon. "Peeves!" She screamed, suddenly shivering violently.
Malfoy began to laugh at her shivering, blue-lipped form when 'SPLAT!', a second water balloon came crashing down on top of his silky, silver hair. "Peeves!" he shouted as he too began to shiver uncontrollably. "I... swear... I'll... get ... you... for ... this... Peeves..." he choked out between chattering teeth. For this they both got another balloon in the face.
Just then the doors opened to reveal a sopping wet Head Boy and Girl who had both turned a violent shade of blue. Peeves flew off with a cackle. Hermione began to blush as she felt all eyes on her and Malfoy. 'Oh! Fan-fucking-tabulous.' was the only thought in her head. Dumbledore did a quick drying spell that did nothing to warm either of them up. The hall broke into gales of laughter and Malfoy and Granger looked at each other in question. Then they noticed. Hermione's hair had poofed up during the drying spell, and she now greatly resembled a poodle who had, unfortunately, just gone through the dryer. Malfoy's hair had also mutinied. His hair was quite frizzy and sticking up in every direction as though he had stuck his finger into a light socket. Hermione started to laugh only to have it interrupted by a rather loud sneeze, which Malfoy followed suit.
McGonagall came down from the high table and escorted them both out of the hall quickly. She led them to their new dormitories and ushered them in, telling them the password 'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious'. She made them both change and come back down to the common room. They laid down on opposite couches and covered themselves with the throws on the backs. "I am terribly sorry to say this, but Madam Pomphrey is out of Pepper Up potion so you will both have to get over this on your own. As it is Friday you have no classes for the next two days, however, I will have you excused from Mondays and Tuesdays classes as well. I will be back in the morning to check up on the both of you. There are three letters on the coffee table addressed to both of you. They are from Proffessor Dumbledore and are to simpy explain a few rules and the like. Now I bid you goodnight." with this she turned and left the room quickly, leaving the teenagers alone once more.
Hermione stared at the boy across from her. "All right, Malfoy..." she began slowly. "Truce until we're better? I would go to my room and leave you here, but seeing as I barely have the strength to lift my head I can't. So how about it?"
Malfoy stared at her for a moment before slowly nodding his head. "Deal. But this is just until we're better, Granger." he warned. Hermione nodded back.
She lifted her wand hand and said "Accio." In moments she had two boxes of tissues, one of which she slid across the table to Malfoy, a bottle of asprin, some benadryl, cough suppressants, and two bottles of water. She pulled out four benadryl and gave two to Malfoy, folowed by a cough suppressant and two asprin for each of them. She then slid him a bottle of water.
Malfoy stared at her as she swallowed the medicine and washed them down with water. "What the bloody hell are these, Granger?" he questioned nervously.
"Oh, I forgot. These are muggle medicine. The two blue pills are for your nose. They'll clear it so you won't be so stuffy and won't sneeze so much. The white ones are called asprin. Those are for your temperature. They'll break the fever. And the little red one is a cough suppressant. It'll help with the cough so you can sleep. Just wash them down with water. Careful though. Swallow one or two at a time so you don't choke and they don't taste good so wash with the water quickly." she said all of this in a stuffy school teacher voice.
Malfoy stared at her as though she had grown two heads. "You want me to take muggle medicine?" he asked slowly.
Hermione sighed exasperatedly. "Malfoy, if it makes you feel better what difference does it make if it is muggle or wizarding?"
He stared for a while longer and looked down at the pills again. He picked them up slowly and followed her instructions with a grimace.
Hermione nodded. "Now, give them about an hour to kick in and you should go right to sleep." she stated.
"What do you mean an hour, Granger? It takes a whole bloody hour?"
"Yep. Muggle medicine has to be ingested and once that is done it has to disolve in your stomach acid before spreading through your system. The whole proccess takes about an hour." She sneezed into a tissue.
Malfoy quickly conjured tea for the both of them. They had to move the quickly growing pile of tissues on the table to set them down. In an hour, as promised, they were both asleep.