Chapter 1: Draco's Punishment
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or things from Harry Potter (the series created by J.K. Rowling.duh). However, I do own any original characters and stuff I may create on the way to make this story have easier characters to fit into the story without having to research every little thing.
A/N: I'm so excited! This is my first ever Harry Potter fic that I'm not writing for fun out of annoyance! Draco/Hermione, of course, but I can't wait for my first review! Yeah, I know. I sound like a retard. ^-^;;; Well, I hope you enjoy Draco's Favour Chapter 1! Oh yeah. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW ME!!! ALL REVIEWS ARE WELCOME!!! I'll stop wasting your time now.heheh.. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
The bright daylight lightened up the winding roads of Hogsmeade, where many Hogwarts students were spending their time shopping for the weekend. Among the large crowd was the Trio nicknamed the Golden trio, shopping at Honeydukes. The trio consisted of Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley (Ron for short) and Hermione Granger.
Harry and Ron were buying as many sweets as they could possibly carry back to the school.
However, Hermione was just leaving Honeydukes with her friend Parvati Patil to go for a Butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks. The pair was discussing Parvati's favourite subject. "cute" guys.
"Tell me, what do you think of Harry?" Parvati asked, "you're lucky, you always have Ron and Harry if you need a boyfriend. Personally, I'm jealous."
"Well don't be. We're just best friends, we'll never be anything more." Hermione assured.
"Well then, what did you think of Viktor?" Parvati basically giggled.
"Sorry, who?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
"You know, Viktor Krum?" Parvati replied in disbelief that Hermione didn't remember the popular Bulgarian quidditch seeker.
"Oh, that Viktor. Well, he's nice, but it never felt like.love." Hermione admitted truthfully.
Just then, a male with sleek white-blonde hair and an egocentric smirk happened to be nearby. Draco Malfoy.
'Well what do we have here? Mudblood and her annoying friend. And I just happened to buy a jar of permanent ink that even all-purpose magical mess remove.hehehe' Draco thought to himself with a smirk.
Draco decided to pretend to examine his new bottle of ink and opened it just as he "accidentally" bumped into Hermione, knocking her over and spilling ink all over her cloak. "Watch it Mudblood." Draco spat with a smirk.
Hermione groaned momentarily before getting up from her spot on the ground and glaring angrily at Draco. "You pushed me down on purpose Malfoy!" Hermione shouted angrily.
Draco put on an innocent looking face and mocked, "Who, me? But I would never do something like that."
Draco gave Hermione a sly smirk. Hermione glared and followed his eyes. A dark liquid was seeping through her cloak and spreading all over her clothes. Hermione's mouth opened and closed in shock, anger, embarrassment, sadness and hurt. No words came out. She could feel tears coming into her eyes out of hurt.
Finally, with all the anger and strength she could gather, Hermione slapped Draco across the face and ran away. She wouldn't allow Malfoy the satisfaction of seeing her cry. Not at something he tried to cause and succeeded in.
Hermione finally plopped down when she was out of breath, far away from the crowd of Hogwarts students. "Why is he so mean to me?" Hermione cried in despair to no one in particular, "and why do I even care?"
Hermione curled up and sobbed uncontrollably into her hands.
***
Draco watched as Hermione fled from him. He didn't know why, because he usually never did, but he felt a small twinge of guilt. Draco shook his head, hmphed and walked away in a snobby manner that suggested that he was very vain. And he was.
"Stupid Mudblood." Draco muttered under his breath.
***
Hermione heard footsteps in the distance, running and coming closer. Parvati, Harry and Ron were coming.
"Hey Mione, Parvati told us what happened." Harry smiled sympathetically, patting Hermione's arm.
"It wasn't an accident, obviously." Hermione grumbled, still keeping her head in her arms.
"Let's go kick Malfoy's bloody ass!" Ron suggested.
"Then we'll get into trouble too." Hermione argued reasonably.
"But he deserves it!" Ron complained.
"Even if he's a total jerk, he's hot!" Parvati suddenly burst out, "I'd love to go out with him sometime."
Ron, Harry and Hermione looked rather disgusted. "You've got to be joking." Hermione stated dryly.
"I'm not." Parvati replied, oblivious to Harry, Ron and Hermione's expressions.
"Let's see, where were we?" Ron finally asked, ignoring the daydreaming Parvati, "Oh yeah. But Malfoy deserves it!"
"Look, we'll just tell Professor McGonagall. She can handle it." Hermione shrugged as if it were the obvious thing to do.
***
"Mr. Malfoy, I am very disappointed in your behavior, especially for a Prefect (oh ya, Malfoy's a Prefect in this fic.) Forty points will be taken from Slytherin and you will replace everything of Ms. Granger's that you destroyed. You will also get an hour of detention with Filch. Alright Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall explained.
"Yes Professor." Hermione nodded.
"Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall asked, with a slight harshness in her voice.
"Fine. I'll get Granger new robes and have a one hour detention." Draco replied, shooting a death glare at Hermione that clearly stated, "I'll get back at you, mudblood."
"Well, that's about all." Professor McGonagall said simply, "You two are dismissed."
As soon as Draco and Hermione were out of Professor McGonagall's line of sight and range of hearing, Draco burst into an argument.
"Detention?! Paying mudblood back?! She's an even more retarded teacher than I thought!" Draco exclaimed to himself.
"Professor McGonagall isn't a retarded teacher!" Hermione retorted, "She's smart like most of the other professors."
"Whatever, mudblood. You obviously accept anything as your friends or colleagues since you're mudblood filth." Draco spat.
"How dare you?!" Hermione burst out angrily, "my friends are great friends and they aren't trash."
Draco laughed. "Scar face and poor buy, you mean? Actually, of course they fit you. A filthy, know-it-all mudblood, a poor pure blood who shames the title of all pureblood wizards and witches and a scar face who thinks everyone likes him when they don't."
"Shut up, Malfoy." Hermione warned.
"Oh and what are you going to do if I don't?" Malfoy smirked, putting his hands on his hips.
"Oh whatever, ferret. I can't bother wasting my time with you. I have to get back to my common room. Bye ferret." Hermione shrugged, turning on her heel and walking off.
Hermione suddenly felt her legs go wobbly and turned around to see Draco holding his wand out, smirking.
Hermione examined her legs. It was the Jelly-legs curse. Hermione smiled, "Oh, I know this one. Jelly-legs. But I also know the counter curse."
Hermione, muttered the counter curse and walked off again.
This only angered the already angry Draco more. He shouted, "Bubbltuous Pussankia."
"Oww!" Hermione cried as bubbles filled with puss started appearing on her skin, then painfully popped, spreading the puss, which caused more bubbles to arise on her skin.
Draco laughed heartily and asked, "How do you feel now, mudblood?"
"Stop it Malfoy! I mean it!" Hermione complained, dropping to her knees.
Just as Hermione was about to draw her wand, Professor McGonagall seemed to be heading their way. "Mr. Malfoy! What did you do to Ms. Granger?" Professor McGonagall asked in a shocked, yet angry voice.
***
"Mr. Malfoy, forty more points will be taken from Slytherin, you will have a weeks detention after the hour you already owe and in addition to replacing Ms. Granger's robes you will also owe her a favour, whatever she chooses." Professor McGonagall scolded and informed.
Draco scowled, "Why should I owe Granger a favour? She isn't worthy of MY favours."
"You will do as she instructs you to do. No more arguments." Professsor McGonagall stated sternly.
"Fine, whatever." Draco muttered angrily, "now am I dismissed?"
"Also, if Ms. Granger has any work until she's well, please deliver it to her." Professor McGonagall informed, "And go to the Hospital Wing right now. Apologize to her. She did nothing to you, yet you insist on making her life miserable. I'll escort you there to ensure that you actually go there."
Professor McGonagall and Draco walked swiftly down the halls and corridors to the Hospital Wing. The Hospital Wing was vacant except for Madame Pomfrey and Hermione. Hermione was still awake, watching curiously as Madame Pomfrey healed and bandaged her arms and legs. Hermione glared at Draco as he entered the Hospital Wing.
"What do you want, Malfoy? Haven't you already injured me enough?" Hermione spat in an icy tone.
"I'm supposed to apologize, mu-Granger." Draco replied, equally as coldly, if not more.
"Why would you apologize to anyone, let alone me?" Hermione demanded, "you must be under the imperious curse, not really Malfoy, ordered by a teacher or trying to get back at me or blackmail me somehow."
Professor McGonagall entered behind Draco at that time. Hermione nodded. "Hello Professor." She greeted.
"Hello Ms. Granger. How are you doing? Has Mr. Malfoy apologized yet?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"I've been better, but I'll be fine. No, Malfoy hasn't apologized yet." Hermione replied.
"Sorry, Granger." Draco muttered.
"I can't say I forgive you, because I don't." Hermione shrugged, "but whatever."
"He's had a week of detention added, he'll buy you new robes and eighty points have been deducted from Slytherin. But in addition to that, he owes you a favour. That favour can be anything reasonable within Mr. Malfoy's abilities." Professor McGonagall explained.
"Alright." Hermione replied, getting many Malfoy-embarrassing ideas in mind, "I can't think of anything now, I'll tell him it when I think of it."
Draco noticed Hermione's expression change into a slight smirk and thought, 'Great, a favour I owe her could get really embarrassing for my reputation and life!' ***
Three days after Draco had put the bubble puss curse on Hermione, she finally got out of the Hospital Wing. She still hadn't come up with a really good favour though.
A/N: Flames, compliments anything welcome.now just click the "Go" button and submit a review cos I'm not continuing until I get enough reviews! ^-^
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or things from Harry Potter (the series created by J.K. Rowling.duh). However, I do own any original characters and stuff I may create on the way to make this story have easier characters to fit into the story without having to research every little thing.
A/N: I'm so excited! This is my first ever Harry Potter fic that I'm not writing for fun out of annoyance! Draco/Hermione, of course, but I can't wait for my first review! Yeah, I know. I sound like a retard. ^-^;;; Well, I hope you enjoy Draco's Favour Chapter 1! Oh yeah. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW ME!!! ALL REVIEWS ARE WELCOME!!! I'll stop wasting your time now.heheh.. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
The bright daylight lightened up the winding roads of Hogsmeade, where many Hogwarts students were spending their time shopping for the weekend. Among the large crowd was the Trio nicknamed the Golden trio, shopping at Honeydukes. The trio consisted of Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley (Ron for short) and Hermione Granger.
Harry and Ron were buying as many sweets as they could possibly carry back to the school.
However, Hermione was just leaving Honeydukes with her friend Parvati Patil to go for a Butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks. The pair was discussing Parvati's favourite subject. "cute" guys.
"Tell me, what do you think of Harry?" Parvati asked, "you're lucky, you always have Ron and Harry if you need a boyfriend. Personally, I'm jealous."
"Well don't be. We're just best friends, we'll never be anything more." Hermione assured.
"Well then, what did you think of Viktor?" Parvati basically giggled.
"Sorry, who?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
"You know, Viktor Krum?" Parvati replied in disbelief that Hermione didn't remember the popular Bulgarian quidditch seeker.
"Oh, that Viktor. Well, he's nice, but it never felt like.love." Hermione admitted truthfully.
Just then, a male with sleek white-blonde hair and an egocentric smirk happened to be nearby. Draco Malfoy.
'Well what do we have here? Mudblood and her annoying friend. And I just happened to buy a jar of permanent ink that even all-purpose magical mess remove.hehehe' Draco thought to himself with a smirk.
Draco decided to pretend to examine his new bottle of ink and opened it just as he "accidentally" bumped into Hermione, knocking her over and spilling ink all over her cloak. "Watch it Mudblood." Draco spat with a smirk.
Hermione groaned momentarily before getting up from her spot on the ground and glaring angrily at Draco. "You pushed me down on purpose Malfoy!" Hermione shouted angrily.
Draco put on an innocent looking face and mocked, "Who, me? But I would never do something like that."
Draco gave Hermione a sly smirk. Hermione glared and followed his eyes. A dark liquid was seeping through her cloak and spreading all over her clothes. Hermione's mouth opened and closed in shock, anger, embarrassment, sadness and hurt. No words came out. She could feel tears coming into her eyes out of hurt.
Finally, with all the anger and strength she could gather, Hermione slapped Draco across the face and ran away. She wouldn't allow Malfoy the satisfaction of seeing her cry. Not at something he tried to cause and succeeded in.
Hermione finally plopped down when she was out of breath, far away from the crowd of Hogwarts students. "Why is he so mean to me?" Hermione cried in despair to no one in particular, "and why do I even care?"
Hermione curled up and sobbed uncontrollably into her hands.
***
Draco watched as Hermione fled from him. He didn't know why, because he usually never did, but he felt a small twinge of guilt. Draco shook his head, hmphed and walked away in a snobby manner that suggested that he was very vain. And he was.
"Stupid Mudblood." Draco muttered under his breath.
***
Hermione heard footsteps in the distance, running and coming closer. Parvati, Harry and Ron were coming.
"Hey Mione, Parvati told us what happened." Harry smiled sympathetically, patting Hermione's arm.
"It wasn't an accident, obviously." Hermione grumbled, still keeping her head in her arms.
"Let's go kick Malfoy's bloody ass!" Ron suggested.
"Then we'll get into trouble too." Hermione argued reasonably.
"But he deserves it!" Ron complained.
"Even if he's a total jerk, he's hot!" Parvati suddenly burst out, "I'd love to go out with him sometime."
Ron, Harry and Hermione looked rather disgusted. "You've got to be joking." Hermione stated dryly.
"I'm not." Parvati replied, oblivious to Harry, Ron and Hermione's expressions.
"Let's see, where were we?" Ron finally asked, ignoring the daydreaming Parvati, "Oh yeah. But Malfoy deserves it!"
"Look, we'll just tell Professor McGonagall. She can handle it." Hermione shrugged as if it were the obvious thing to do.
***
"Mr. Malfoy, I am very disappointed in your behavior, especially for a Prefect (oh ya, Malfoy's a Prefect in this fic.) Forty points will be taken from Slytherin and you will replace everything of Ms. Granger's that you destroyed. You will also get an hour of detention with Filch. Alright Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall explained.
"Yes Professor." Hermione nodded.
"Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall asked, with a slight harshness in her voice.
"Fine. I'll get Granger new robes and have a one hour detention." Draco replied, shooting a death glare at Hermione that clearly stated, "I'll get back at you, mudblood."
"Well, that's about all." Professor McGonagall said simply, "You two are dismissed."
As soon as Draco and Hermione were out of Professor McGonagall's line of sight and range of hearing, Draco burst into an argument.
"Detention?! Paying mudblood back?! She's an even more retarded teacher than I thought!" Draco exclaimed to himself.
"Professor McGonagall isn't a retarded teacher!" Hermione retorted, "She's smart like most of the other professors."
"Whatever, mudblood. You obviously accept anything as your friends or colleagues since you're mudblood filth." Draco spat.
"How dare you?!" Hermione burst out angrily, "my friends are great friends and they aren't trash."
Draco laughed. "Scar face and poor buy, you mean? Actually, of course they fit you. A filthy, know-it-all mudblood, a poor pure blood who shames the title of all pureblood wizards and witches and a scar face who thinks everyone likes him when they don't."
"Shut up, Malfoy." Hermione warned.
"Oh and what are you going to do if I don't?" Malfoy smirked, putting his hands on his hips.
"Oh whatever, ferret. I can't bother wasting my time with you. I have to get back to my common room. Bye ferret." Hermione shrugged, turning on her heel and walking off.
Hermione suddenly felt her legs go wobbly and turned around to see Draco holding his wand out, smirking.
Hermione examined her legs. It was the Jelly-legs curse. Hermione smiled, "Oh, I know this one. Jelly-legs. But I also know the counter curse."
Hermione, muttered the counter curse and walked off again.
This only angered the already angry Draco more. He shouted, "Bubbltuous Pussankia."
"Oww!" Hermione cried as bubbles filled with puss started appearing on her skin, then painfully popped, spreading the puss, which caused more bubbles to arise on her skin.
Draco laughed heartily and asked, "How do you feel now, mudblood?"
"Stop it Malfoy! I mean it!" Hermione complained, dropping to her knees.
Just as Hermione was about to draw her wand, Professor McGonagall seemed to be heading their way. "Mr. Malfoy! What did you do to Ms. Granger?" Professor McGonagall asked in a shocked, yet angry voice.
***
"Mr. Malfoy, forty more points will be taken from Slytherin, you will have a weeks detention after the hour you already owe and in addition to replacing Ms. Granger's robes you will also owe her a favour, whatever she chooses." Professor McGonagall scolded and informed.
Draco scowled, "Why should I owe Granger a favour? She isn't worthy of MY favours."
"You will do as she instructs you to do. No more arguments." Professsor McGonagall stated sternly.
"Fine, whatever." Draco muttered angrily, "now am I dismissed?"
"Also, if Ms. Granger has any work until she's well, please deliver it to her." Professor McGonagall informed, "And go to the Hospital Wing right now. Apologize to her. She did nothing to you, yet you insist on making her life miserable. I'll escort you there to ensure that you actually go there."
Professor McGonagall and Draco walked swiftly down the halls and corridors to the Hospital Wing. The Hospital Wing was vacant except for Madame Pomfrey and Hermione. Hermione was still awake, watching curiously as Madame Pomfrey healed and bandaged her arms and legs. Hermione glared at Draco as he entered the Hospital Wing.
"What do you want, Malfoy? Haven't you already injured me enough?" Hermione spat in an icy tone.
"I'm supposed to apologize, mu-Granger." Draco replied, equally as coldly, if not more.
"Why would you apologize to anyone, let alone me?" Hermione demanded, "you must be under the imperious curse, not really Malfoy, ordered by a teacher or trying to get back at me or blackmail me somehow."
Professor McGonagall entered behind Draco at that time. Hermione nodded. "Hello Professor." She greeted.
"Hello Ms. Granger. How are you doing? Has Mr. Malfoy apologized yet?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"I've been better, but I'll be fine. No, Malfoy hasn't apologized yet." Hermione replied.
"Sorry, Granger." Draco muttered.
"I can't say I forgive you, because I don't." Hermione shrugged, "but whatever."
"He's had a week of detention added, he'll buy you new robes and eighty points have been deducted from Slytherin. But in addition to that, he owes you a favour. That favour can be anything reasonable within Mr. Malfoy's abilities." Professor McGonagall explained.
"Alright." Hermione replied, getting many Malfoy-embarrassing ideas in mind, "I can't think of anything now, I'll tell him it when I think of it."
Draco noticed Hermione's expression change into a slight smirk and thought, 'Great, a favour I owe her could get really embarrassing for my reputation and life!' ***
Three days after Draco had put the bubble puss curse on Hermione, she finally got out of the Hospital Wing. She still hadn't come up with a really good favour though.
A/N: Flames, compliments anything welcome.now just click the "Go" button and submit a review cos I'm not continuing until I get enough reviews! ^-^