At breakfast, Hermione entered the Great Hall holding her forehead. She sat down at the Slytherin table next to Draco. "Man, I have such a big hangover" she said, "Why don't you have one?" Draco was the only one who didn't have a hangover. He shrugged. "I guess I'm so used to it that it doesn't effect me as badly." Hermione lied her head on the table, unable to eat. "I can't believe this is my first hangover" she said. Draco chuckled at her comment. Pansy came in just like Hermione and lied her head down as well.
"You two suck" Blaise said as he sat down next to Pansy. Hermione and Pansy mumbled something no one could understand. Hermione took out her wand and pointed it at her head. "My, it's a hangover. Not a death sentence" Blaise said. Hermione glared at him and muttered a spell. Then her hangover was gone. "Sweet" Draco said. "I know, I'm good." Hermione smiled, breathed on her nails and rubbed them on her robes. Everyone laughed.
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The Gryffindor Table:
Ginny, Harry and Ron stared at the Slytherin table. They watched as Hermione (they didn't like the name 'Mya'.) cure her headache and laugh with her new friends. Harry and Ron felt dirty. Ginny had gotten the boys to tell her about their situation the night before. And she was not happy. "I can't believe you guys forgot about Hermione. One of your best friends" Ginny pushed. "Don't push it Gin" Ron said. "Talk to her." "If we try, she'll bite our heads off" Harry explained.
"Than I'll talk to her, you cowards." Ginny stood up and walked toward the Slytherin table. She looked back and saw Harry and Ron mouthing "Bad idea." She ignored it and continued to walk.
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Back at Slytherin:
Hermione laughed along with her friends, but stopped when she saw Ginny approach her. "Weaselette, this is the Slytherin table, no one wants you here" Draco drawled. Ginny glared at him. "He's right. NO ONE wants you here" Hermione said. "Hermione, I want to talk to you" Ginny said. "Didn't I tell you? Don't call me Hermione!" Ginny rolled her eyes and grabbed Hermione's arm.
"Let me go!" Ginny dragged Hermione out of the Great Hall and let her go by the stairs. "When will you let this act down" Ginny asked. "It's not an act Ginny!" Hermione stopped. 'Why am I calling her Ginny?' "Hermione, I know it's an act. This is just revenge on Harry and Ron. They told me everything. It's an act." Hermione looked into Ginny's eyes. She saw concern and hurt. "You gotta leave me alone. I'm happy at-" "Slytherin? How can you be happy?" "Because no one uses me as an answer book! Everyone at Gryffindor only liked me because I would help them with their homework!"
"In Slytherin, they actually have brains. They don't ask for help unless it's necessary. And believe it or not, they like me for me!" "Slytherin's don't have hearts! They don't care about you, only themselves." Hermione's face turned red with anger. She lifted a finger pointing to Ginny's face in warning. "You don't know them. So don't talk about anything you don't know about." Ginny stood there in fright. "If you keep knocking on the devil's door long enough, someone just might answer." (I saw Four Brothers. I just had to put that in.) Hermione left Ginny in the room in silence.
When she sat back down, Draco wrapped his arm around her waist. "What happened" he whispered. Hermione looked at him and smiled. "Don't tease me. Save that for later." He started nibbling her ear, making her giggle. "Draco stop it." "Draco now is it?" Mya smirked, stood up and headed to the common room. Draco followed. Mya said the password to the portrait (are there portraits in the dungeons?) and entered. She knew that Draco was right behind her.
He was just about to grab her waist, but she said "don't even think about it." She turned around to see a pouting Draco. She kissed his lips ever so softly. "Are you really that desperate?" His pout got bigger and nodded. She thought for a minute and nodded. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He put his arms around her waist again, pushing her backwards. She was walking backwards and didn't see the black leather couch.
She fell back onto the couch, but it didn't pull them away. With Draco on top he thought he could take control. He started fumbling with the hem of Hermione's uniform shirt. Hermione broke the kiss for a second, gasping for breath. "Don't you think this is a little fast?" Draco smirked and shook his head. "Nothing is too fast for a Malfoy." Hermione bit her bottom lip. "Are you getting the Dark Mark this year?" At the moment, Draco felt like he could tell her anything. He nodded.
'I'll have to prove to Ginny that this that I'm doing is not an act' Hermione thought. "I want one too" she asked. Draco closed his eyes and got off of her. Obviously out of the moment. He sat at the couch opposite Hermione. "You do realize that the Dark Mark is a tattoo right?" "Yeah I already have like, four." Draco raised his eyebrows as if saying "Really?" "And you do know that you have to go against-" "Potter, the Weasleys, the headmaster, the Order, and anyone else on the Light Side. Yes I understand that. I don't care what it takes. I want to see Potter dead right now."
Hermione had surprised Draco and even herself. Yeah she was mad at Harry and wanted revenge but killing him? What is that? Hermione always had a kind of hatred for Harry, deep, deep inside of her. And now she feels that she can let that hatred out. "You sure?" Hermione nodded seriously. Draco let out a sigh and scratched his head. "I'll spy on Potter if you need me to you know. I'll write down anything that sounds important to gain your, your father's and even the Dark Lord's trust. I'll do anything."
Draco considered this. "Alright. I'll owl my father, get his answer." Hermione nodded. She felt good right now. She didn't know why. If she was Hermione, she would've been lying. But as Mya, she was badass and could do whatever she wanted. 'This is gonna go as smooth as ice' she thought. She stood up and sat on Draco's lap. Draco smirked and started kissing her neck. "I love you like this" he whispered. "Yeah you better" Hermione said, pushing him down on his back, kissing his lips.