A little bit special:Chapter thirty-seven:
The shit keeps coming.
"Let what end?" Hermione asked backing away from him. Draco smirked and pulled her back.
"Our stupid fights." He said.
"Oh come the fuck on, is that the best you can do?" Hermione asked, her face turned to disgust. "I was expecting a bit more."
"Well-um...give me a sec..." Draco said, Hermione stood there tapping her foot. She tried not to smile, but she did in the end. "God, you're cruel."
"Yes and thus is my you love me." Hermione said walking away from him, she went and sat with Harry and Ron, who was wearing make-up. Hermione gave him an odd look. "Ron are you wearing make-up?" She asked getting some food.
"Yes, got a problem with that?" He asked.
"Oh no." She said.
"Good, because I'm the only gay at Hogwarts." He said, in a snooty gay tone. Harry and Hermione exchanged humourous glances.
"Sorry Ron, you're not." Harry said. Ron looked up at Harry and then over at Hermione she was shaking her head yes.
"Fuck." He said getting up from the table.
Hell...
"Good boy Lucius." Satan said after he came into Mr. Malfoy's mouth, Lucius brought his head up to meet Satan's gaze. Lucius wore a proud smile. "You may look now." Satan said. Mr. Malfoy got all excited and ran over to the bowl that showed you the world. Mr. Malfoy had wondered about his son and the mudblood for some time, he knew that Satan had posessed something that you could use to spy on the living world, so he did just about everything to use it. He had just watched the events at dinner, his spat with disgust. They were still together and happy. He now went to see what his wife, and he straight up saw the ho getting in on with a woman. He didn't know who it was, but something made him wish that he was still there. He cursed Hermione for killing him.
The next day...
News quickly spread around the school that Neville did not come back from the village, the possiblties of where he could be, what he was doing was left up to speculation. Most thought he ran away to London to be a whore, but that thought was put in their minds by Ron, who was still mad about not being the only gay in the Hogwarts. He was being a nasty sod. "Yeah well he talked about it with me loads of times, there was just something about being paid to go down on a guy that he sort of liked. Longed for." Ron told the small group of people around him. He was still talking like a snooty gay boy. It was hot if you heard it.
"Ronald, he did no such thing." Hermione said walking by him.
"How would you know?" He said doing some freaky hand thing, his hand ended up on his hip.
"Bitch, don't make me scratch your eyes out and snatch you bald. Because ho I will if I have too." Hermione said walking away from Ron.
"Who does that cow think she is?" Ron asked some of the kids. Hermione heard him too. She turned slowly on her heel, Ron saw this and backed away from her.
"And by the way, the cow's name is Hermione Granger, and that's exactly who she is." Hermione said walking away, she had a slight strut and her butt shook when she walked. She walked into the Great Hall, she spotted Harry, Draco and Goyle sitting at the Gryffindor table she walked over to them.
"Well. I heard from Ron that he went to London to be a whore." Harry said as Hermione approached the table.
"Oh Harry, not you too." Hermione said sitting down, she sighed and laid her head on the table.
"Well, if someone had let me finish, then I would have said that I didn't believe him. And that he's just looking for attention." Harry said giving Hermione a dirty look, she shot one back at him. "Blow me." Harry said. Hermione got up and punched him in the chest. That caught Harry, and Draco and Goyle off guard. Hermione smiled and sat back down. Harry was having a hard time catching his breath after that. Hermione sat and watched Draco and Goyle play chess, wizards chess. She was bored out of her mind, she got up after a while and went outside. It was cold, but she didn't care. Hermione tried to write her name in the snow, but she only pissed on herself, second time this year. She felt like a kid, and instead of being a teenager and going to wash up all she did was sit in the snow. Her ass was wet, she didn't care.
"This is amazing." Hermione said, before she finally got up from her snowy grave...(Sorry, I had to get cryptic...hehe.) Hermione walked back to the school and then inside, she went to see if the boys were still in the Great Hall, they weren't. Hermione was mad and cursed them. "Stupid mother fuckers." Hermione stood still, looked around, picked her nose, farted and then trotted away. She wouldn't admit to herself that she was looking for them, it was just a journey of self disocvery to her. Hermione went all around the school pretending ride the pony. Hermione happened upon a hushed conversation between Snape and Flitwick. Apparantly Snape gave Flitwick crabs, and he refused to apologize about it. Hermione laughed, Snape looked up at her, he squinted his eyes.
"You find this funny Ms. Granger?" He asked walked closer to her, she backed away from him.
"Yes, in fact I do, now I'll leave you and your lover alone." Hermione said trotting off into the sunlight. "Come on Bitzy." She said to her horse. "Don't give up now." She said to the imaginary pony. "Bitch." She yelled before her trotting came to a halt.
"Hermione where the hell have you been?" Draco asked, Hermione turned around and looked at him, she scowled and ran off. Draco looked to Harry, Goyle and then Crabbe who'd just joined them. "What the fuck?" He said with the most confused look on his face. Hermione ran through the halls hissing at the kids. Draco, Harry and Crabbe and Goyle followed. "Hermione." Draco said running after her.
"MEOW!" Hermione said back to him.
"Did she just meow?" Harry asked coming to a full stop.
"MEOW!" Hermione said again.
"Hermione." Draco yelled.
"Meow." Hermione said running right into a door. She stood there a moment. "Meow." She said falling over.
"Hermione are you okay?" Crabbe asked.
"Meow." Hermione weakly gave.
"How many fingers do you see?" Harry asked.
"Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow." Hermione counted off.
"Well, she's only three off." Draco said.
"Only." Goyle said.