Hats & Threats
Hermione's POV
Today we had Transfiguration first and we were having fun transfiguring cubs into cups. My face had a smile stretched from one ear to the other on. Harry looked at me funny and asked, 'Why are you smiling so much, and how did things go with Malfoy?' My smile stretched wider (if that was possible) as I opened my mouth to reply, then I stopped. 'What?' Harry said as my smile vanished. Where was Malfoy? Is he bunking just because of his hair? I hadn't thought of that. Damn it. Now I won't be able to humiliate him in front of everyone and make his life a living hell for the rest of his school years. Ooohh. Then the door swung open, I rose up in my seat to see if it was-YES! It's Malfoy! But wait. He's smiling and-
Oh.
Grrrrrrrrr...
He. Well, God damn it he put a hat over his hair! NOOOOOOOOOOO! Life's not fair! Just when I was about to get even he goes and spoils it. Hmph. Harry looked back and forth from me to Malfoy obviously trying to figure something out. The only way people would be able to see his new hair colour was if he took his hat off, which I know for certain, he won't. I folded my arms and slumped in my seat. Malfoy had got one over on me, again. I can't take much more of this, it's just too one sided. Wait, he'd have to take his hat off if..., yes, unless, no, YES!
Draco's POV
I stared again at my reflection. I'm screwed. How dare the little Mudbood do something like this to me? I tried all I could to change the colour but no luck. I'd just made the pink darker. oooooh. WTF can I do now? I might as well not go to lessons then. I slouched half-heartedly back to my bedroom and threw myself onto my new bed. I gazed around my room to see if I could get any sudden inspiration. I saw my Slytherin hat on my chair. Hmmm. If I covered my hair then no-one would be able to see it. YES! I jammed my hat onto my head and tucked up any bits of hair that were showing.
I walked into Transfiguration, feeling rather happy that I'd got one over on Granger and sat down. I saw her face fall as I came in. I also saw so many other girls faces melt at my appearance, sighing was heard all round the room. I smiled wide, and winked in a couple of the hotter girls' direction. I sat down next to Crabbe and Goyle, still grinning. The old bat McGonagall wasn't pleased to see me, she needs softening up with a good humping (obviously not from me, maybe the muggle-loving fool).Mad Old Scottish bint glared at me and barked, '5 points from Slytherin for your lateness.'
I was indifferent, what the heck do I care about a few points? I looked over in Granger's direction again and was surprised to see that she was grinning, almost evilly. I think she's gone mad with the sadness that comes from being stuck in Gryffindor for years. She shot her hand in the air like usual, McGonngal, who hadn't even asked a question yet, sighed and said, 'yes?'
'Well,' she replied. 'I thought one of the school rules was that you're prohibited from wearing hats during lesson time?' McGonnagal raised an eyebrow and sighed, 'What of it?' Hermione glanced in my direction and smirked at me. I don't get it. What does 'prohibited' mean?
'Malfoy! Take that hat off now!' Great. The Old Crabby Lady went back to her lesson so I decided not to take it off. However she seemed to have noticed. Arrrrrrrggggghhh. What'll I do?
'I've already asked you once, 5 points off for disobeying a direct order.'
I slowly took the hat off, and placed it on the desk, closing my eyes already cringing. I heard the room gasp and slowly opened my eyes. It was the Gryffindors who started first-laughing! Laughing and laughing and laughing. Then some of the Slytherins started! Sytherins?Laughing, at ME! And even that Mega Harsh Scottish Old Crabby Virgin Who's Having A Thing With A Muggle Loving Fool, Who Is Also A Transvestite Bitchy Person laughed too. Ok, so I'm not good with names...
I could have died right there and then! My face was burning, and everyone was laughing, at me! Laughing at me, at me, at me...at...ME! I would've ran out the room right there if it hadn't of been for my Malfoy Pride. I just sat there, glaring (I hope) at people. They soon got the message and stopped. 'Ahem. Right, now. Back to transfiguring your cubs to cups!' And everyone lowered there stare and started to get beck to their work. But some people couldn't leave it. Like that Weasel git.
'Oy!' he shouted, with him, Potter and the rest of the Gryffindors guffawing. 'Malfoy! Did you fancy a change from being a dumb blonde? Or was it meant to come out like that?' I glared. Then Potter said, 'I think it's his colour, don't you?' They laughed harder.
I glared back and I said, 'Well. At least I know how to brush my hair. In fact, do you even know what a brush is, Potter?' They quietened and then Hermione smiled at me. It wasn't a nice smile. Almost scary. For me anyway. 'Well, maybe you like your hair the way it is. I guess you won't need the counter-curse after all.' Her smile widened. I was beaten.
'NO! Please please! I need that Counter-curse. I'm sorry.' I grumbled at the end. Granger raises one eyebrow and says,' Fine. See you at lunch.'
Ooh. I'm gonna get her! She won't know what's hit her! Now I need a plan...a plan.
Hermione's POV
The day went better than any other. After transfiguration as we went down to Herbology I was lifted up and the Gryffindors carried me down! Really! I've never been praised like that before! They were shouting at the top of their voices,' Make way! Make way for the most spell-binding witch, in the history of Gryffindor!' There was lots of whooping too. Ah.
As I'd promised I took the curse off of him at lunch. I did it in the middle of the Great Hall, so that if anyone who hadn't seen his rather fetching new hair colour could see. He practically sank down to his knees he was so relieved that the curse was off. Once he'd come out of grateful state (a matter of seconds) he growled at me, 'I'll get you Mudblood. Just you wait,' I just smiled. Malfoy stormed off out of the Great Hall. I sat down and ate my lunch and couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.
Malfoy couldn't get me back, could he?
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