Thank you people for the reviews… that really urged me to finish the next chapter…anyway, I'd like to note that in my fic, Dumbledore is still alive. Let's just pretend that's the case, shall we, my paramour? I made a few modifications of Draco's cheeky behavior also. So enough of all this crap. Start reading on, please.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter – all I own is Gerard Way.

CHAPTER 2:

MAYHEM

It was total silence. Hermione thought she will faint. Of all the people to see this commotion… why did she even go here in the first place? Talk about bad luck…when it rains, it pours…

"Professor, believe me, I really don't know how I wake up in the mud – in Granger's bed! It's like – I suddenly appeared in there! I was telling the truth – "

"When was the last time you told the truth, Malfoy?"

Draco frowned and locked his jaws together in annoyance.

"But Professor! You've got to –"

Professor McGonagall lifted his hand to gesture Malfoy to stop talking. The others sniggered quietly but stopped right away when McGonagall gave them a stern gaze.

"Okay…Parvati Patil, tell me what happened exactly."

Parvati was startled when McGonagall directly addressed her. She hesitated a little then blurted out,

"Malfoy took Hermione's virginity."

It was total outrage. McGonagall bit her lip and looked intently from Malfoy to Hermione. Whispers and laughs filled the dormitory as the former two tried to explain with all their might.

"Professor, that was some crackpot lie! It's a joke! I really don't know how Malfoy appeared in my bed – "

" – yeah, my bed is much more preferable than that stinky mudblood bed – "

"You've got to believe me professor! Those guys got it all wrong! When I woke up, he's just- he's just –"

" – you don't know how horrified I am to have slept in a mudblood's bed – "

"QUIET!", Professor McGonagall raised her wand and sighed. The pandemonium finally stopped. She closed her eyes and after a few moments, she opened them again.

"Brown, I believe you're the one who should best tell me what exactly happened. Malfoy, five points from Slytherin for foul language. Any more whispers – any more unnecessary noise - and I will deduct five points – per head."

In an instant, it was absolute stillness inside the room – broken only by Draco's weak mutterings.

"Uhm…you see, Professor, We were awakened by shrieks a while ago so we turned on the lights- then – then … er… we saw Malfoy lying in Granger's bed. Granger stood up and tried explaining though and so did Malfoy…so…uhm…I think that's about it…"

"I see.", McGonagall straightened her bonnet.

"But Pro – ", Hermione started but stopped herself. Five points per head…five points per head… five points per head…she lifted the copy of Advanced Potion-making and hit her head again with it. When she opened her eyes again she turned towards Draco, who, apparently, saw that and imitated her in an exaggerated manner.

Hermione blushed then stuck her tongue out to Malfoy. He raised his finger and pointed it near his mouth. Absentmindedly, she wiped her mouth again and glanced at her hand. Realizing she had just been hoodwinked, she gave Malfoy a furious stare. Draco, however, returned it with a silent series of chuckles.

"All right. All of you, return to your beds. You will have full schedules tomorrow, I presume." , deep sighs followed but McGonagall continued speaking. And I believe I should make it a point that nothing – not even a single word – should come out of the four walls of this dormitory, understand? If word spreads, I will not have any other option but to blame the seven girls here – twenty points each if that so happens."

Draco smirked.

"And that includes you, Malfoy."

"But I'm not a girl, Professor."

Hermione covered her mouth to stop herself from guffawing.

McGonagall raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to turn you into one right now?"

The unnerving sneer in his face faded almost instantly.

"No, Professor. I'm sorry."

"Now get some rest, ladies. Granger and Malfoy, get dressed and meet me in front of my office in fifteen minutes."

Hermione froze. It's the first time McGonagall summoned her – yeah, in the previous times, she had been in some sort of situation, but that was because of Harry. And what will be written in her record if ever? Acts of lasciviousness? Bloody hell!

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"Professor, please, I swear I'm telling the truth! When I woke up he just appeared in my bed – "

"Granger, let us wait for Malfoy please."

McGonagall sat behind her desk and tapped the empty glass beside a stack of books piled neatly. The glass got filled with water at that very moment.

"That boy. He has been like that ever since. You cannot stomp the arrogance in him. He's late for a couple of minutes already.", she drank from the glass after looking intently on the muggle wall clock.

Suddenly, the door opened to reveal a panting Draco Malfoy. Hermione looked down on her lap. She knew she can't help but be mesmerized with him…it was truly hard for her to keep herself from staring at his face too long. All she could do is to have a quick glance every now and then.

"I'm sorry – just have to take care of something –"

"Sit down, Malfoy - before I take points again from Slytherin."

He rolled his eyes and sat on the chair opposite Hermione.

"Now let's settle down to – ", at that instant, McGonagall stopped speaking and touched the side of her head with her two fingers. Excuse me for a moment, please."

McGonagall stared at nothing as she started muttering something, as if she's talking to someone invisible.

Draco POV (Point Of View)

Great. Now she's going nuts. What is happening to her?I havenever heard of a charm working like that…either I don't know about it or the old woman had just lost her marbles. Yeah, Granger might had an idea on what in Merlin's beard is happening...surely she had… she's a smart-aleck wannabe after all…

Ha! Haha! Is this true? Is this actually happening? She looked so clueless there! Ha! The mudblood actually had no idea what's happening on McGonagall! Hahaha!

Finally, McGonagall put down her hand on her desk and casually turned back to Draco and Hermione – who got "hey-what's-that-crap-all-about" look on their faces.

"Is that the Telepathus spell you just used, Professor? yeah, that should be it – couldn't be mistaken. You're actually communicating with someone that time, weren't you? Handy spell, that one. Witches used it often on the age wherein persecution of witches were all over the place –", Hermione began.

"Yeah, did she ask for that rubbish? You're showing off again – as if it's relevant –"

"Whatever. You just can't relate to what I'm saying – "

McGonagall cleared her throat and the skirmish ended on cue. Hermione sighed. It'll not be long until McGonagall had enough…

"The Headmaster wants to have a word with you, Granger. As of you, Malfoy- er – I myself do not understand it but – but Professor Dumbledore said you can go now."

"I knew it! It's all the mudblood's doing! that's why he let me off the hook as easily as that! Ha! I knew it! You really had a crush on me!"

Hermione was flabbergasted. She remained fixed on the spot as Draco jumped up and down like he had just won the lottery or something. He hit his chest with his fists and stretched out his arms to imitate a muscle-exhibit pose.

"Shut up! Yeah, he let you off the hook because of some darn reason I don't know what but that sure doesn't mean I wanted your paws on my bed! I had a crush on you? Like, in your dreams!"

"Ha! I bet the old man saw right through you –"

" – how could you be so thick to even think about that crap – "

" – he knew you did all that and I don't have anything to do with it – "

" – stop saying stupid ideas – "

" – you really think I'm sexy – "

"Ten points from Slytherin and ten points from Gryffindorfor such disagreeable language and behavior."

Hermione sat on her chair, chest heaving nonstop. Her face is turning from pink into a deep purple color.

"Malfoy, go to your dormitory now and have some sleep – now – or else you'll have another detention with me tomorrow night.", McGonagall said sternly after arranging her spectacles.

Draco immediately went towards the door but he stopped before going out. He stared at Hermione and grinned mischievously. He put his thumb beside his mouth, ran it until the bottom of his neck, stuck out his butt, placed his thumb on his butt and made a sound of something sizzling ("ssss…").

Hermione's jaws locked together in extreme annoyance. She turned to the professor but fortunately for Draco, she wasn't looking. The best she can do was to shot him with a burning gaze as he went out chortling like there's no tomorrow.

A few moments had passed. Hermione heard a gentle, modest voice from the doorway ("Mind if I come in now, Professor?") and when she turned around, Albus Dumbledore was walking towards McGonagall's desk.

Still looking for the reason why Draco somehow appeared in her bed? You'll find that out in the next chapter. Anyway, please write me reviews and make my day! reviews please!