A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. Just a couple more before I miss 100! Sorry for not updating for so long. But I'm adding an OC to this story. Me and my world….
Chapter 17 – Ignorance Leads to the First Fall
"I cannot believe that she would think of it as a joke!" Malfoy cried to Blaise.
He laughed. "You would think that a book worm like her would get the point once in a while,"
He bent his head down at the breakfast table, grumbling, "Maybe if I hadn't been so freakin' harsh on her that stupid bookworm you would think…"
"You're mumbling again." Blaise commented, amused at the presence.
"I know I know," he whined, waving him off with his hand.
Just then Hermione had come out, wearing a dark green lace sweater. Under that was a white silk shirt that contrasted her skin perfectly. She matched this with dark khaki pants. She strolled over to the Gryffindor table with ease. (In Malfoy's mind, grace)
As she sat down next to Harry and Ron, Blaise said, "And you gave up that?" he pointed at her.
"Yea," he grumbled. He stared at her with silent longing.
"What made you dump her?"
Malfoy didn't answer.
"Did she not want to shag you or-,"
"Shall we get along to Potions then?" he interrupted Blaise.
"Right then," Blaise said quietly. "If it suits you,"
They collected their books, left there food uneaten and left.
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"So he dumped you eh?" Harry whispered.
"We'll see," Hermione replied with a smile.
"You could do so much better if –" Harry suggested.
"Don't start with me Harry, don't,"
Just then, Ginny had bounced her way in. "What are you guys mumbling about?" Ginny walked in to the Great Hall and greeted Hermione and the gang.
"Nothing in particular," Hermione answered.
"Have you got any idea on what Vol-Volder-Voldermort has planned?" Ron asked.
"I suspect something big if he's kept quiet for so long," Quincy suggested.
"I'll be asking Dumbledore and McGonagall if I can track him down over the winter break," Harry announced.
"What!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Calm down Gin," Ron reassured.
She combed through her hair nervously, "But I thought that you were going to spend winter break with us like we planned,"
"Have planned changed?" Hermione asked.
"It seems so," Ginny said irritably. "Because I didn't know about any of this,"
"Ginny –"
"Forget it," she interrupted him, collecting her books from the table. "I've got to go to Herbology with Luna,"
"Well that went well," Ron said sarcastically.
Harry sighed.
"Seems like everyone's breaking up," Quincy commented, looking directly at Hermione.
They continued eating breakfast in silence. Harry had not lifted his head once, Ron flickering and doodling with the spoon over his cereal and milk, Hermione looking over her shoulder once in a while and Quincy drowning out into space.
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"As you know, N.E.W.T.S. this yet will be harder than ever with the Dark Lord back in power. We will have to work extra hard to succeed in passing. And for those who do not, the consequences will strike you harder than ever…" Snape lectured.
Hermione raised her hand high. Snape sighed loudly and said, "What is it Miss. Granger?"
"What will be some of the topics that you'll discuss?"
"Well," Snape said irritably, "We're discussing that now aren't we?"
The room laughed.
"Yes," she said with a bit of a smaller voice, "But what about the issue with –," she paused. "Voldermort"
The class became silent and suddenly one student shouted out, "We got to do something!"
"Is that an American?" Ron asked Harry.
"Dunno," he answered. "Speaks broken British," They bursted out into laughter.
"Mr. Potter," Snape snapped. He twisted around and walked over.
"Yes," he said, whipping away the tears that were around his eyes.
"Do you know what Miss. Granger said?" he paused and before Harry could answer he snapped back, "One who sits right next to you,"
"You said something about that bastard who killed my parents," Harry replied.
Snape had stood their, shocked and replied in his usual cold voice, "You are to go to go to my room here at the end of this week Potter and clean out all of the bottles, jars, caldrons in this room," he said, pointing to the stack of bottles and grim behind his desk.
"Yes sir,"
"Very good," he answered. "Report here at eight o' clock sharp after dinner,"
Harry nodded.
"Now to get back to the lesson I was discussing …" he continued, walking toward the other side of the room.
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"Were you out of your mind!" Hermione cried. They had gotten of class
Harry shrugged.
"You were out of control weren't you?" Quincy suggested.
Harry shrugged once more. "It doesn't matter that much to me anymore,"
"What's wrong with you mate?" Ron asked, shaking him a bit by the shoulders.
"Dunno what's wrong," He sighed.
All of a sudden he cried, "It's entirely his fault you know! Voldermort!" The group stepped back a little. "It was him that had broken me and Ginny up. It was him that had killed my parents! Bloody hell! It was him that gave me a stupid scar that burns like bloody hell when he feels the need to be chipper or fucked up,"
He bent down near a wall and knelt. His arms and hands covering his face that was holding back tears.
Hermione knelt down, "It's okay to drench in some tears once in a while,"
"I don't care right now,"
"Sure," Ron said, "Now let's get up," Harry stared, "You heard me now. We got McGonagall next and if you don't hurry up and get better we'll all get detention!"
"Ron's right you know," Quincy stated.
"I am?"
"Stop it," she blushed, "I think that it's better if we talked about Harry winning Ginny back later so as we not get into any more trouble,"
"She's right," Hermione added.
They left the halls quickly and took their seats into the classroom just in time to see the professor walk in.
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"It's stupid I tell you!" Blaise shouted across the room of Charms at Goyle. "Who wants to use a stupid charm against anything called a radio?"
Malfoy remembered once when they were chatting, "It plays music" she said.
"Music?"
"Yes, music," she had said, "It relies on electricity. I read about it in my muggle school a long time ago,"
The words had faded together in Draco's mind and the pauses seemed slurred.
"Now, now," Professor Flitwick said on the top of his piling books. "We must respect the muggle ways and continue on with the lesson,"
"Life's a bitch, and then we die," someone shouted. The room turned around and saw a dark haired girl. Her legs were laying on the desk, black high – heeled combat boots showing. Her dark, jet black hair with blue streaks covered her fair-skinned face.
"Watch your language Ms." Professor Flitwick started.
"If you don't know my name Professor, you should ask before you give me a tone," she said.
Flitwick stood there stunned at her attitude.
"It's Kiebler," she replied, "Amy Kiebler," Her sliver grey eyes pierced through.
"Well then if you don't care about grades or life you wouldn't mind being in Professor Snape's room for detention at eight o'clock at the end of the week. I'm sure he wouldn't mind another person helping him clean his room without the use of charms,"
Amy shrugged.
"Alright then," Professor Flitwick said, settled, "Would anyone else like to join Mr. Kiebler here or shall we continue,"
The room made no response. "And 20 points from Slytherin for this behavior," he added.
The class made a groan.
"Why'd you have to lose points Kiebler?" Blaise shouted.
"Why don't you shut your mouth and we don't have to lose anymore," she retorted back.
"Shut up already!" Draco yelled at both of them and they managed for the rest of class not to clobber each other.
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"I think she's got spunk," Blaise said after class.
"What?" Draco asked, shocked.
"Yeah, I think that she's like me in a … feminine sort of way,"
"You mean an idiot!" he cried.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing, just a bit surprised, that's all," he replied, containing the annoyance in him.
"It's weird that after you dumped a girl, I get attracted to one finally," he commented. "Thanks ol' buddy!" he laughed.
His anger rose a bit, "Can we stop arguing over the Granger issue?"
"Sure, but who's arguing?"
His eyes drooped a little and his head became dizzy all over a sudden.
"Hey Malfoy, are you feeling okay in there?" Blaise asked.
"I dunno,"
He bent his knees and all of a sudden, everything went dark.
A/N: Well…I finally got this chapter done. Just guess one what happens. Thanks all for Julie's coughquincycough help to update this when I'm in need. .
