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A/N: Ok guys, I decided to split chapter one into two bits! The end of this has been changed because I thought Draco was acting a bit childish and his hormones needed to be introduced, haha.. Happy Reading! And I updated this chapter AGAIN, so take a look at the finished version: voila!
A Romeo and Juliet Story
Date: Thursday, 1st September
Time: ((8:45pm))
One would think the blast that was building up in the Great Hall could be heard at a fifteen mile radius, disturbing locals in the area. The students of Hogwarts were like a wild spread fire, illuminating a forest with uncontrollable might.Some of the students continued sharing their summer vacation stories in loud, boast voices,ignoring the fact that silence was required in the Great Hall in order for their Headmaster to begin the feast However many were obedient towards their headmaster sitting properly and only having a few whispers exchanged among themselves. And so, the wizard who went by the name of Albus Dumbledore stood up to make a few of the important announcements he declares annually. At the Slytherin table however, the students were a bit too preoccupied to listen to their senior headmaster…
Chapter TWO – A Few Raging Hormones
Draco's P.O.V.
I slid into my seat; my brand new robes rustled as I adjusted my position and looked pointedlyat my fellow Slytherin's. I began to tell my most interesting short relations that I had withsomewomen last summer, in order to entertain myfellowSlytherins.
In front of the hall, Dumbledore was stood up making his some-what inadequate announcements. The man had definitely wrinkled excessively throughout the summer and his blasting voice was a head case. "...Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini for Slytherin!" He announced while directing a hand towards the Slytherin table. I of course, was clapping lightly atthis, paying no real attention. Though as my eyes scrolled across the Slytherin's table, I could see that mostly everyone had dropped their jaws and widened their eyes from the announcement.
I have been a prefect in the past years. A few rounds of unnecessary patrolling and a few tasks ordered by the Professors. This year is different. My fellow Slytherins thought that I would become a prefect, yet again. Well, they were wrong. A Malfoy never keeps a low status, he rises to the top. They had all, for sure, underestimated me. I simply smirked at their dumbfound behaviour. I glanced at the other pathetic tables. My eyes caught a brown bush of unkempt hair. It was no other than mudblood Granger. Her eyes were burning with fire as her composure was frigid. She seemed to be in a fight with that Weasel and just when I believed that I had found my source of entertainment mudblood scurried out of the great hall, followed closely by Pot-head and Weasel. I simply turned away in disgust and readjusted my attention back to the announcements.
Finally when Dumbledore arrived to the good part of his announcements, I sat straight up inmyseat, listening intently "…And the Head Boy this year is Draco Malfoy from Slytherin." Iignored the rest of his speech; as if I want to hear that mudblood's name. So, I, of course being the reason for everyone's sudden burst of applause, stood up at once and looked at my audience, bowing ones or twice before taking my seat.
"Oh yes, continuing on." I gave a slight pause before making a move. Beginning with a smile, I started. "I saw this total hottieat Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions when I was picking up my usual orders.A total babe, I tell you, when the blonde came out of the dressing room, tripped on her heels, you'll never believe it, but her entire robe came off her shoulders. Me, being the only gentleman there, helped the pretty lady off the floor and from the time I assisted her, she couldn't take her eyes off me. It was like heaven, except miles better, not only was she freaking gorgeous, but she had cash, personality and people in high places; the whole package, I'd say..."
Before I could continue on with my frivolous anecdote, I was interrupted by this stupid first year girl. She stood up in her place, hands slamming on the table, and eyes fiery. "How dare you talk about my sister like that!"
I was slightly taken aback at her accusation. I held no feelings over this, as my posture remained cold and unfeeling. How dare she accuse this of a Malfoy? This first year girl never should have raised her voice at a Malfoy in the first place. I took my wand fromtheinsideofmypocket and muttered my specially-made spell for worthless beings like that girl. I was interrupted,yetagain, but this time it was because of that dim-witted Goyle – he just had to sneeze while my wand was in motion and mess up my aim. Before I knew it, my wand shot out a jet of green light at the goblet next to me and all of its contents started bubbling–that made the little geek ofagirllaugh alright. I snapped at her and threateningly waved my fist in the air. She ran away from the table and exited the Great Hall. I then turned to Goyle, full of rage.
"Look what you've done, you brainless twat!" My voice dropped to a low degree. "Making a mock of me in front of the whole school… Who exactly do you think you are?" I felt my face burn in fury, as if I needed this so earlier on in the year. I stamped my fist on the table before instantly standing up; as a Slytherin you'd think he had some form of brains. "You are so retarded! I swear that you are too dumb to function yourself!" I grimaced as I looked down at him and raised my wand till it grazed his chin.
"I-" He stammered not knowing what to say but I simply raised eyebrow awaiting a lame excuse. "…I'm sorry" he simply apologisedlooking as pathetic as ever before cautiously standing up from his seat and rushing off out of the Great Hall. He dragged Crabbe along at the last minute, and I watched as the two imbeciles darted to the large oak doors of the Great Hall.
I sat back down, stretched my legs and placed my feet up on the empty seats, shifting my position a couple of times until I was finally relaxed. What fools, I thought.
Suddenly, the doors opened once again, revealing Granger, ahead of Potty and that Weasel. They looked confused and worried. Never did they return to their table. I glanced at Dumbledore, who was directly pointing at me.
"Freaking Hell!" I spat as I watched the three complain, but that damn oaf of a headmaster was taking none of it.
I unwillingly put my feet down and continued eating; ignoring the fact that I had to sit next to those damn Gryffindor's. My detest towards them suddenly formed plans instead as I couldn't help but smirk from Granger taking the seat next to me.
"Granger, well you want to stay close to me is it? Come on, I thought we agreed to keep it a secret!" I curled my lips to display my repulsion at her as the boffin turned into a deep crimson colour. I was surprised that neither Granger nor her damn 'companions' retorted back at me; I suppose they realised it was time to respect their superiors. Granger weakly took a sip of the bubbling pumpkin juice; I thought I would drop dead laughing at the moment, but forced my self not to and instead, I merely smirked.
"I wouldn't have drunk that if I were you..." A young first-year boy laughed. He looked a bit irritated since Granger ignored him and carried on sipping the pumpkin juice. I could feel my self bubbling inside too; the first year forced a broad smile onto his face and then continued: "You don't have to listen to me; but Draco-" He paused mid-sentenced and looked at me. I, however, was too busy observing the changes in Granger's facial expressions. It was a historic moment! I sneered as I watched Granger coughing continuously before wrapping her hands around her neck in a gagging motion. By now, the first year boy had stopped laughing, but I, on the other hand, had only begun. Laughter kept gushing out of my mouth, I could have rolled around on the floor clutching hold of the pain that was building up in my stomach, but there are things like image that I needed to worry about at the same time, and it was obvious that laughing in style came naturally to me.
"What the bloody hell did you do to her, Malfoy?" The so called "boy-who-lived" screamed his damn head off at me while getting up on his seat. I didn't care by the least, it wasn't my fault anyway and the freaking first year warned the mudblood didn't he?
I was interrupted for the third time that day, this time; by none other than that good-for-nothing Dumbledore. I jumped when he barked at me; "Draco Malfoy!" He slapped his fist hard on the table to grab my attention. I didn't feel much like giving him any attention. I made a mental note to tell father about his absurd behaviour, the man was getting too old to run this school; he was definitely losing the plot. I brought my self to stop laughing and turned to face the damn headmaster, giving him a 'What's your problem' look.
"Is your vision blinded by your peculiar sense of humour? I dare say, Mr. Malfoy, you are behaving like an infant. Now, I would like you to stand up this instant and help Miss Granger to the hospital wing. Immediately!"He raised his voice by a notch and pointed his long pale finger towards the door of the great hall. I was about to retort back at the old sack of crap but decided not to, I'd raise a complaint later and get him sacked… But then suddenly what Dumbledore said struck to me; wait a minute… He wanted me to take the mudblood?
'What? Who the hell does he think he is? I am not-... Wait a minute, getting a front row seat of Granger lying in her death bed might not be so bad after all...' I thought, curling my lip into my genuine smirk as I lazily got up from my seat and looked down on the filthy pile of crap.
"Get up then Granger!" I snapped trying to get her to move but she simply shook her head, refusing to obey my orders as she started mouthing something that I swear wasn't even English. I tugged at her arm again and tried to shift her damn body but it seemed to have caused the Weasel to start PMS-ing.
"Don't you dare touch her, jackass!" The Weasel snarled at me as Pot-head decided to take his wand out and threaten me.
"Lay off Malfoy!" Potter frowned. I felt his wand digging deep into my chest, but didn't grimace. With a simple wave of my hand I shoved his wand to the side and brought mine out.
I spat back at the two idiots who were trying to protect Granger. "As if I've got nothing better to do that touch that filthy…"
"Bloody hell! You must have nothing better to do, because let me tell you something you little…"Potter held back the Weasel as I looked at the two in disgust. What the bloody hell were they on about? I thought this school had some standards about the people they let in; I mean talk about dumb and dumber...
"For Merlin's sake, take the mudblood if you want, but I guess all that worthless fame shit that you get is droning out any noise from reaching your ears; because if you didn't hear, he was the one who told me to take Granger!" I snarled cocking my head towards the direction where Dumbledore was standing.
"Boys!" It was Dumbledore's voice; again, "If you had any sense of being a loyal friend, you would allow Mr. Malfoy to assist Miss. Granger to the hospital wing, so that no extreme measure will be needed for her recovery!" After a short pause, he continued; "Now, Mr. Malfoy, as head boy, it is your responsibility to take care of your comrade!"
I chocked from my laughter when he addressed Granger as my "comrade",but from the stern look on the headmaster's face I knew it was no time to disobey. I only had a slight bit of respect for the weak old wizard because he did one right thing in picking me as head boy. Those two words; Head Boy, were just so welcoming…
"You… Head… No…Harry…?" Granger moaned out before she collapsed into my arms.
'What? Shit! Everyone is looking...get her out of here!' I thought but then I had to carry her; 'No! Get a grip; I will still have my share of entertainment...After all Good things don't come cheap.' I then lifted her into my arms before walking out of the Great Hell
I took her to the Hospital Wing and laid her on an empty bed. Finally after what seemed like hours, Madame Pomfrey came from behind the white curtains and walked steadily to me.
"What happened here?" She croaked at me, spitting all over my face and robes. I wiped them with the sleeve of my robeand began complaining.
"Can you just get this done or what? I can't be bothered with this right now!" I was annoyed. I couldn't stand coming to the Hospital Wing. It always stunk of some kind of pungent odour.
"Mr. Malfoy, calm down! I'll get your lady fixed in no time!" She said smiling at me as though she knew my exact thoughts.
"First of all she is not my lady and second of all I don't really care if you shatter her bones to pieces." I spat back at her trying to make my point. I took a step back as Madame Pomfrey did her 'operation' on the mudblood and then I swiftly turned around to walk off out of the Hospital Wing.
A hand came intently on my shoulder and swung me back around; "Where do you think you're going?" It was Pomfrey! Who does she think she is? I didn't have to stay there!
"Dumbledore only told me to take her here; he said nothing about staying with her!" I said in a loud voice and flicked her hand off my shoulder so that I could carry on my walk out of the wing.
"That's Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Malfoy, and she'll need your help!" she retorted, placing her hand behind her.
"Like I care!" I snapped back at her; "...I did what I was told, there is no way I'm staying to help her! Got it?" With that, I walked out of the room, but after just three steps out of the wing, I lost the feeling of my legs, everything just felt numb. It wasn't too long before I realised that I was frozen down to the smallest bone. There was a burst through the doors behind me and a few second later I felt everything; neck-upwards relax, but I still didn't understand what was happening to me.
"I thought I made pretty clear that Miss. Granger will get your help. I wasn't asking you Mr. Malfoy, it was order! Do I make my self clear?" It was Madam Pomfrey, she was standing just a few inches away from my face and if I could, I would have edged away from her, but I was still frozen!
"What have you done to me?" I questioned her, not knowing why I could only move my head and not the rest of my body.
"I'm restless here. Let me try again." Pomfrey took a deep breath before continuing in a high pitched voice, "You had no right in casting such a spell to a vulnerable, growing girl like Miss. Granger. I don't care if it was by accident or not, but you should know better. The headmaster appointed you as head boy with pure confidence that you would be independent. This is not what he meant! Now, no arguing or retorting back; or else, you will find your self; a mere 7th year in detention for the rest of your schooling life, and that means no head boy privileges! Is there any part of that, which you wish for me to repeat?" She raised an eyebrow at me as she crossed her arms and glared at me fixedly.
I would have bellowed at the 'witch doctor' to get my self heard and to make my self clear, but she seemed to know my weakness: No head boy…
"No professor, but would you please unfreeze me?" I said in the most polite manner I could.
Pomfrey simply revealed a wand from inside her robe pocket and waved it in a circular motion, before long, I felt my blood continue to flow through my body and I found the strength to walk once again.
"This way then, she is rather weak you see…" The professor turned on her heel and walked back into the hospital wing before continuing her explanation on Granger, "I have given her a specially made potion so that she will dose off - just a temporary sleep which should last till morning. Get Miss. Granger back to her dorm immediately for she has not fallen asleep yet, but will do so soon enough." She was talking so calmly, I could have never imagined that seconds before Pomfrey had actually been yelling her tonsils out.
"You mean, she could-" My sentence was cut short, when Pomfrey waved her hand to silence me and assisted Granger to her feet.
"Give her support. Now, out you go" Madam Pomfrey pointed towards the hospital doors, and soon enough I found myself holding grangers arm around my shoulder, trying to help her walk. What a damn unfair punishment was this? This was becoming such a pain in the ass and I was in no position to help her walk up all those stairs. I wasn't even sure if I would make it up in time!
In fact, Granger looked quite fine, awake and conscious. I was pretty sure she could walk alright. Pomfrey must have just been pulling my leg with all that sleeping potion crap. I hadn't finished eating, and there is no way I'm giving up food for this damn mudblood. Without a second thought, I took Grangers arm off my shoulder and pushed her towards the stair case.
"Look, mudblood!" I spat at her, "I'm not doing your dirty work for you. I don't care if your loose in the head or not. I'm sure you can manage a few hundred stairs." I said sternly as I smirked and turned to leave.
However, I stopped when I heard a squirm and Granger's body was hauled onto me, I shifted back as I tried to catch my balance by that mudbloods actions. Though, during my mission to stand up straight with all of Granger's damn body weight, I felt something brush against my cheek. Something so smooth and fragile.
Her Lips!
Her soft delicate lips. Oh great Merlin! What was happening to me? I felt like melting, my stomach was in a tight knot and my cheek was prickling; there was a sudden rush of tingling sensation in my body. And she… she… she was so close to me, I could smell her scent, sweet lilies! Oh Great Merlin.
Hold on! No, that didn't just happen.
I cleared my throat before starting, "…Granger! Shit! Damn you, for Merlin sakes, get the bloody hell off of me!" I screamed but she didn't shift, she most probably couldn't, but from the expression on her face is looked like she didn't half care and strangely half of me didn't either. So when the other half tried to push her away, it didn't work!
'Oh man… No! No…This is insane! Why the fucking hell is this happening? She's a mudblood! Why the hell am I taking this shit?' I thought. I did a double take and glanced at her again.
I shook my arm trying to get free but she wouldn't let go. She was using it to balance and since I had no bloody choice I decided to make my way to the Head Boy/Girl dorm. At least no one would come in there! Saves me my reputation. I tried to reach for my wand, but Granger was so close to me that it was impossible to reach into my pocket and grasp hold of it. She was clinging onto me so tightly that I could actually feel her nails digging into my flesh.
Suddenly rage over took me, she was making a mockery here, and there was no time for that. I had no feelings what-so-ever towards Granger, except maybe those of hatred and repugnance! I looked sternly at the inhumane creature next to me; "For Merlin's sake! You're on thin ice; you better freaking watch yourself!" Granger had definitely hit a nerve, or maybe twenty; her greatest mistake would be messing with a Malfoy…
Mud-bloods! What the hell was she doing to me!
A/N: Ok, I decided the end of this chapter need a changing, and so it got it! Ta-Da! What do you think? Let me know, via REVIEW! loll
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