Disclaimer:
Me: (sneaks into office)
JK: (turns on light)
Me: AHHHHH!!!!
JK: Oooo, gotcha
Me: (grabs Ron) They are all mine! Mine! MINE!!
JK: Security!!!!!!!!!
Me: Fine, I 'll kick myself out.
In turn, no characters for me except for the ones I made up...sorry.
Reviewer shout out: Wow, thanks for all the reviews, all though it's not as much as I would like. The reason I waited a little longer for this chapter is because I wanted five more reviews. Of course, I only got four, but I knew yall were getting restless just like I am when someone doesn't update (cough, Temporary Insanity fic, cough). A special thanks goes out to hotpinkflamingo for reviewing every chapter! You're the best! I also appreciate my other reviewers, too! Yall rock! Well any ways, here's you chappie.
Wednesday, Great Hall
So, Tuesday passed by fast enough. Harry and Ron made it to Transfiguration by themselves. I was so proud. And speaking of Harry and ron, here they come now.
"You guys look tired," I commented.
"We stayed up doing Herbology, because we can't afford doing it on practice night," explained Harry yawning.
"Herbology, geez. You guys are uh...dedicated," I said trying not to piss them off. "Coffee?"
"Sure," they said in unison...again.
Potions...once more
Harry, Ron, and I walked down to potions. Ron and Harry kept on bumping against me for some reason. Oh yeah, they do this all the time to get me annoyed. How typical.
But anyways, we arrived at the Potions classroom just before Snape closed the door.
"Five points from Gryffindor for not being in your seats," he growled.
The three of us stared and rolled our eyes at each other.
"Now that everyone is in THEIR SEATS, I have decided to make last class's partners to be your PERMENENT partners." The class was at an uproar. "QUIET! No protesting. Now, I want you to get with your partner and start making the potion on the board!" he barked.
I rolled my eyes again and tried to find the partner of which he speaks. Funny thing was, I couldn't find him. I guess he didn't want to be Snape's lapdog this class. This was all too funny. "Professor, where is Malfoy?" I asked as innocently as I could.
"Miss Granger, I will not...where is Mr. Malfoy?" he asked.
No one answered.
"Incompetent children. Granger, go look for him"
"But Sir-"
"Go! You are excused from this assignment!" he yelled. Very bone shattering, might I add.
I did as I was told. I had no choice anyways. My first instinct was to search near the Slytherin common room, but I decided to go to the workroom instead. When I entered, I immediately found his platinum blonde hair.
"I'm not coming. You might as well leave," he said not looking up from his book.
"Well, Snape decided to make you my permanent partner for Potions, so I NEED you to come to class," I commanded sternly.
"Why? You always seemed fine on your own," he replied nonchalantly.
"Oh, shut up! This is my grade to, you know! You are so lucky Snape likes you so much!" I yelled.
"Not anymore. I practically made him an object of ridicule...well, more so than usual!" he yelled back.
"Actually, I think he was kind of flattered," I said lowering my voice to the cheerfully annoying voice I mastered.
"Snape?"
"Yeah."
"Flattered?"
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Oh Gosh," he said while cringing.
I looked at him, shook my head, and said, "Ok fine, don't come. But don't expect for this to happen next class," I warned.
"You wouldn't be able to get me to come anyways, much less any other guy to follow you," he said icily.
This comment almost broke me apart. I wasn't going to let him know how much pain I went through though, never. "Don't ever say that again, Malfoy. Not every girl here has fallen for you."
After that comment he got up and started moving towards me. I moved back. Then he started moving towards me again. We repeated this process until I was backed up against the wall. He rested one hand on the wall beside my head. "Is that a challenge, Granger?"
"You better believe it," I replied looking at him straight in the eye. Just then the bell rang.
"Meet me here tonight after dinner. I will meet up to your challenge," he whispered icily. I pushed past him and left.
Defense Against the Dark Arts
"So, did you find Malfoy?" asked Harry when we sat down at our usual places in the classroom.
"Yes. He was in our workroom, reading," I explained.
"There's a first time for everything," muttered Ron.
The door flew open just then. Every one stared. Standing there was an auburn haired lady, with green eyes, and lips with way too much lipstick. She was tall and not exactly thin, but she wasn't big-boned as some might say. Everyone thought she was okay... until she started speaking.
" My name is like Professor like Rena like Harpenger. Ok, like class like please like tell me like what like you did last year...like," she asked or stated or...you couldn't really tell with all the likes in there.
"Ditzy," Ron, Harry, and I said in unison.
I raised my hand out of pity.
"Ah yes, like umm, let me get my student list. Like, you must be... Harry Potter!" she concluded finally. How did she manage to get this job again?
No ma'am," I responded politely.
"Like no? Alright, umm Justin Flinch- Fletchy?"
"No."
"Terry Boot?"
"No."
"You might want to try Hermione Granger," said Ron through gritted teeth. He must be annoyed.
"Ah yes...Hannah Abbot. Thank you like for like pointing that out like Mr. Potter," she responded.
Ron began to pound his head on his desk.
"Hermione Granger Professor," I said as politely as possible.
"Oh Hermione Gran- hey look at the window...it's dirty," she said happily. She is such an airhead.
I looked at her confused.
"Oh, like continue," she said.
"We did all the things through wild animals, advanced charms, blocking spells, and offense spells," I responded.
"Thank you like Hannah."
I rolled my eyes.
"Now, please like open like your books to page like 250 and start like reading. By like the end of like this class, I want a like demonstration from like each one of you," she finally finished.
1 hour later
"Thank you like Mr. Longbottom. I'm sure that like pretty like eye shadow will like be better on like some one else," said Professor Harpenger. Neville just ran out to the hospital wing. He had a black eye from a counter curse we tried in class.
"Poor Neville," I commented before going to the front. The teacher called me Hannah again, but Hannah already left, so I assumed it was my turn. I demonstrated the counter curse and waited for Harry and Ron to come out.
"That counter curse was easy enough," Harry said as we walked to the common room.
"That's only because you're good at this stuff. I had to try three times to get it to work. It wouldn't have been a big deal if she didn't add in all the extra likes in the middle of each sentence," Ron complained. "How did she get hired anyways?"
"Dumbledore has always been the unpredictable one," commented Harry as we walked into the common room.
After Dinner, Workroom
"I see you're actually on time," was the first thing I heard when I came into the room.
"Eager to see me, are we? Or is there another little h-"I stopped because he slammed his hand on his desk.
"Shut up, Granger. Must you always be that argumentative?"
I opened my mouth to answer.
"That question was rhetorical. Anyways, I have my wager. I just don't know if you wan to hear it."
"Bring it on."
"You said that not every girl wants me, and I know no guy wants you."
I glared.
"Here's the deal. You pick out three girls for me to seduce, if that's what you want to call it, and go out with. Once I'm with them, I have to stay with them for a minimum of three days and the maximum of a week. The catch? I have to do the same to you. The prize will be 40 galleons and a chance to humiliate the person who lost by daring them to do something drastic," he said all in one breath.
I hesitated. 'I will not let my personal business get in the way,' I thought. 'Especially after what happened.'
"Deal?" he asked.
"Deal."
He smiled and shook my hand. "No cheating, Granger."
"I don't need to cheat, Malfoy," I retorted. I could've sworn I saw fire, evil fore, burning in his eyes at my competitive response...creepy.
"In that case, your assignment will be..."
I waited patiently for him to continue.
"Hmm...since I am so merciful, I will pick an easy one..."
"Hurry up, gosh!"
"Hmm... Neville Longbottom."
"Why him?" I asked slightly curious and slightly scared.
"Well, since he's not the best looking thing around-"
"Is that it? I'm not doing that to Neville-"
"And he has a crush on the Weasley-ette," he finished.
"So that's your catch? I can't do that to Ne-"
"Because he's your friend and all that sentimental crap. Look Granger, you wanted to prove me wrong, so here's your chance. Unless, you want to back out," he said slyly.
He is such a bastard. He actually makes me want to challenge him! After I win those galleons and get him humiliated, I will murder him. Ron and Harry have already started brainstorming.
In retaliation, I patted his head. "I would never do that. In fact, it's my turn to choose your girl. Umm...let's see...Lisa Turnville."
"Who the hell is that," he asked cocking his head in curiosity.
"She's a Hufflepuff sixth year. She is currently single, strawberry blonde hair, medium height, second dumbest thing alive." Malfoy looked even more curious. "She also had a crush on Justin in our year. And since I could care less about Lisa or Justin, Lisa is your target," I concluded.
"Playing dirty are we? In that case, I say we add a deadline," he suggested slyly.
"Fine."
"We have a meeting next week to make the lists of students who can go on the Hogsmeade trip. The date has already been preset to the second weekend of October."
"Your point?"
"You have to be able to break up with this person by then," he finished.
"Fine." Oh crap. I made a mistake. That is too short for me. I can't back out now. I will not let him know my weakness. Malfoy will pay after I screw him over on this bet.
"You're going down Granger," he whispered in my ear before leaving swiftly. His exit reminded me of how Snape exits. Swiftly with a tinge of arrogance and annoyance.
Gryffindor Common Room
"What took you so long?" asked Harry when I walked in.
"Malfoy and I didn't do anything except for argue," I replied bitterly. I no longer can use dislike with a passion, I hate him.
Ron, who was playing chess with Harry, got up and put his arm around me. "Calm down before you bite some one."
I glared.
"You won the argument right?" he asked before I could retort.
"I cocked my head. "I don't know in this one."
"Checkmate."
Ron and I turned to face Harry.
"You cheater!" Ron accused.
"Not again," groaned Harry.
"I'm just going to leave," I said before running up the stairs.
30 minutes later
I sat in my bed totally confused about what I just did. I just made a deal with the devil himself. Why? It was his fault. It was always his fault. He knows I can beat him in everything except for flying, but he just continues to try to ruin the peace...or as much as we have. I can't get out of it now. I will not pay him money and get humiliated. Not again. This, to me, is stupidity at it's finest.
Chapter explanation: So what sis yall think? I know I said this would be slightly shorter, but I reread my draft before typing this and I thought 'I didn't give that much of an explanation about the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. So instead just introducing her, I gave you a peek at her personality. It might get more complex as the story goes on. Also, I know this is a D/Hr fic, and it WILL end that way, as any other fic under this category would. But Hermione and Draco still hate each other at this point. I will add a few bits of tension here and there, just like I added tension in this chapter, and there will be relationship development through time. But, all the three people have to be complete before moving on to the fluff. I'm sorry if you think it's going slow. But if you want to stay for the hilarity that I want to add, then please keep reading! I hope this isn't to cliché. Once again, constructive criticism, not required, review, please do.
Fifth Chapter Preview: Hermione tries to get Neville. Herbology! Crookshanks makes a visit. Is Harry single?
Me: (sneaks into office)
JK: (turns on light)
Me: AHHHHH!!!!
JK: Oooo, gotcha
Me: (grabs Ron) They are all mine! Mine! MINE!!
JK: Security!!!!!!!!!
Me: Fine, I 'll kick myself out.
In turn, no characters for me except for the ones I made up...sorry.
Reviewer shout out: Wow, thanks for all the reviews, all though it's not as much as I would like. The reason I waited a little longer for this chapter is because I wanted five more reviews. Of course, I only got four, but I knew yall were getting restless just like I am when someone doesn't update (cough, Temporary Insanity fic, cough). A special thanks goes out to hotpinkflamingo for reviewing every chapter! You're the best! I also appreciate my other reviewers, too! Yall rock! Well any ways, here's you chappie.
Wednesday, Great Hall
So, Tuesday passed by fast enough. Harry and Ron made it to Transfiguration by themselves. I was so proud. And speaking of Harry and ron, here they come now.
"You guys look tired," I commented.
"We stayed up doing Herbology, because we can't afford doing it on practice night," explained Harry yawning.
"Herbology, geez. You guys are uh...dedicated," I said trying not to piss them off. "Coffee?"
"Sure," they said in unison...again.
Potions...once more
Harry, Ron, and I walked down to potions. Ron and Harry kept on bumping against me for some reason. Oh yeah, they do this all the time to get me annoyed. How typical.
But anyways, we arrived at the Potions classroom just before Snape closed the door.
"Five points from Gryffindor for not being in your seats," he growled.
The three of us stared and rolled our eyes at each other.
"Now that everyone is in THEIR SEATS, I have decided to make last class's partners to be your PERMENENT partners." The class was at an uproar. "QUIET! No protesting. Now, I want you to get with your partner and start making the potion on the board!" he barked.
I rolled my eyes again and tried to find the partner of which he speaks. Funny thing was, I couldn't find him. I guess he didn't want to be Snape's lapdog this class. This was all too funny. "Professor, where is Malfoy?" I asked as innocently as I could.
"Miss Granger, I will not...where is Mr. Malfoy?" he asked.
No one answered.
"Incompetent children. Granger, go look for him"
"But Sir-"
"Go! You are excused from this assignment!" he yelled. Very bone shattering, might I add.
I did as I was told. I had no choice anyways. My first instinct was to search near the Slytherin common room, but I decided to go to the workroom instead. When I entered, I immediately found his platinum blonde hair.
"I'm not coming. You might as well leave," he said not looking up from his book.
"Well, Snape decided to make you my permanent partner for Potions, so I NEED you to come to class," I commanded sternly.
"Why? You always seemed fine on your own," he replied nonchalantly.
"Oh, shut up! This is my grade to, you know! You are so lucky Snape likes you so much!" I yelled.
"Not anymore. I practically made him an object of ridicule...well, more so than usual!" he yelled back.
"Actually, I think he was kind of flattered," I said lowering my voice to the cheerfully annoying voice I mastered.
"Snape?"
"Yeah."
"Flattered?"
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Oh Gosh," he said while cringing.
I looked at him, shook my head, and said, "Ok fine, don't come. But don't expect for this to happen next class," I warned.
"You wouldn't be able to get me to come anyways, much less any other guy to follow you," he said icily.
This comment almost broke me apart. I wasn't going to let him know how much pain I went through though, never. "Don't ever say that again, Malfoy. Not every girl here has fallen for you."
After that comment he got up and started moving towards me. I moved back. Then he started moving towards me again. We repeated this process until I was backed up against the wall. He rested one hand on the wall beside my head. "Is that a challenge, Granger?"
"You better believe it," I replied looking at him straight in the eye. Just then the bell rang.
"Meet me here tonight after dinner. I will meet up to your challenge," he whispered icily. I pushed past him and left.
Defense Against the Dark Arts
"So, did you find Malfoy?" asked Harry when we sat down at our usual places in the classroom.
"Yes. He was in our workroom, reading," I explained.
"There's a first time for everything," muttered Ron.
The door flew open just then. Every one stared. Standing there was an auburn haired lady, with green eyes, and lips with way too much lipstick. She was tall and not exactly thin, but she wasn't big-boned as some might say. Everyone thought she was okay... until she started speaking.
" My name is like Professor like Rena like Harpenger. Ok, like class like please like tell me like what like you did last year...like," she asked or stated or...you couldn't really tell with all the likes in there.
"Ditzy," Ron, Harry, and I said in unison.
I raised my hand out of pity.
"Ah yes, like umm, let me get my student list. Like, you must be... Harry Potter!" she concluded finally. How did she manage to get this job again?
No ma'am," I responded politely.
"Like no? Alright, umm Justin Flinch- Fletchy?"
"No."
"Terry Boot?"
"No."
"You might want to try Hermione Granger," said Ron through gritted teeth. He must be annoyed.
"Ah yes...Hannah Abbot. Thank you like for like pointing that out like Mr. Potter," she responded.
Ron began to pound his head on his desk.
"Hermione Granger Professor," I said as politely as possible.
"Oh Hermione Gran- hey look at the window...it's dirty," she said happily. She is such an airhead.
I looked at her confused.
"Oh, like continue," she said.
"We did all the things through wild animals, advanced charms, blocking spells, and offense spells," I responded.
"Thank you like Hannah."
I rolled my eyes.
"Now, please like open like your books to page like 250 and start like reading. By like the end of like this class, I want a like demonstration from like each one of you," she finally finished.
1 hour later
"Thank you like Mr. Longbottom. I'm sure that like pretty like eye shadow will like be better on like some one else," said Professor Harpenger. Neville just ran out to the hospital wing. He had a black eye from a counter curse we tried in class.
"Poor Neville," I commented before going to the front. The teacher called me Hannah again, but Hannah already left, so I assumed it was my turn. I demonstrated the counter curse and waited for Harry and Ron to come out.
"That counter curse was easy enough," Harry said as we walked to the common room.
"That's only because you're good at this stuff. I had to try three times to get it to work. It wouldn't have been a big deal if she didn't add in all the extra likes in the middle of each sentence," Ron complained. "How did she get hired anyways?"
"Dumbledore has always been the unpredictable one," commented Harry as we walked into the common room.
After Dinner, Workroom
"I see you're actually on time," was the first thing I heard when I came into the room.
"Eager to see me, are we? Or is there another little h-"I stopped because he slammed his hand on his desk.
"Shut up, Granger. Must you always be that argumentative?"
I opened my mouth to answer.
"That question was rhetorical. Anyways, I have my wager. I just don't know if you wan to hear it."
"Bring it on."
"You said that not every girl wants me, and I know no guy wants you."
I glared.
"Here's the deal. You pick out three girls for me to seduce, if that's what you want to call it, and go out with. Once I'm with them, I have to stay with them for a minimum of three days and the maximum of a week. The catch? I have to do the same to you. The prize will be 40 galleons and a chance to humiliate the person who lost by daring them to do something drastic," he said all in one breath.
I hesitated. 'I will not let my personal business get in the way,' I thought. 'Especially after what happened.'
"Deal?" he asked.
"Deal."
He smiled and shook my hand. "No cheating, Granger."
"I don't need to cheat, Malfoy," I retorted. I could've sworn I saw fire, evil fore, burning in his eyes at my competitive response...creepy.
"In that case, your assignment will be..."
I waited patiently for him to continue.
"Hmm...since I am so merciful, I will pick an easy one..."
"Hurry up, gosh!"
"Hmm... Neville Longbottom."
"Why him?" I asked slightly curious and slightly scared.
"Well, since he's not the best looking thing around-"
"Is that it? I'm not doing that to Neville-"
"And he has a crush on the Weasley-ette," he finished.
"So that's your catch? I can't do that to Ne-"
"Because he's your friend and all that sentimental crap. Look Granger, you wanted to prove me wrong, so here's your chance. Unless, you want to back out," he said slyly.
He is such a bastard. He actually makes me want to challenge him! After I win those galleons and get him humiliated, I will murder him. Ron and Harry have already started brainstorming.
In retaliation, I patted his head. "I would never do that. In fact, it's my turn to choose your girl. Umm...let's see...Lisa Turnville."
"Who the hell is that," he asked cocking his head in curiosity.
"She's a Hufflepuff sixth year. She is currently single, strawberry blonde hair, medium height, second dumbest thing alive." Malfoy looked even more curious. "She also had a crush on Justin in our year. And since I could care less about Lisa or Justin, Lisa is your target," I concluded.
"Playing dirty are we? In that case, I say we add a deadline," he suggested slyly.
"Fine."
"We have a meeting next week to make the lists of students who can go on the Hogsmeade trip. The date has already been preset to the second weekend of October."
"Your point?"
"You have to be able to break up with this person by then," he finished.
"Fine." Oh crap. I made a mistake. That is too short for me. I can't back out now. I will not let him know my weakness. Malfoy will pay after I screw him over on this bet.
"You're going down Granger," he whispered in my ear before leaving swiftly. His exit reminded me of how Snape exits. Swiftly with a tinge of arrogance and annoyance.
Gryffindor Common Room
"What took you so long?" asked Harry when I walked in.
"Malfoy and I didn't do anything except for argue," I replied bitterly. I no longer can use dislike with a passion, I hate him.
Ron, who was playing chess with Harry, got up and put his arm around me. "Calm down before you bite some one."
I glared.
"You won the argument right?" he asked before I could retort.
"I cocked my head. "I don't know in this one."
"Checkmate."
Ron and I turned to face Harry.
"You cheater!" Ron accused.
"Not again," groaned Harry.
"I'm just going to leave," I said before running up the stairs.
30 minutes later
I sat in my bed totally confused about what I just did. I just made a deal with the devil himself. Why? It was his fault. It was always his fault. He knows I can beat him in everything except for flying, but he just continues to try to ruin the peace...or as much as we have. I can't get out of it now. I will not pay him money and get humiliated. Not again. This, to me, is stupidity at it's finest.
Chapter explanation: So what sis yall think? I know I said this would be slightly shorter, but I reread my draft before typing this and I thought 'I didn't give that much of an explanation about the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. So instead just introducing her, I gave you a peek at her personality. It might get more complex as the story goes on. Also, I know this is a D/Hr fic, and it WILL end that way, as any other fic under this category would. But Hermione and Draco still hate each other at this point. I will add a few bits of tension here and there, just like I added tension in this chapter, and there will be relationship development through time. But, all the three people have to be complete before moving on to the fluff. I'm sorry if you think it's going slow. But if you want to stay for the hilarity that I want to add, then please keep reading! I hope this isn't to cliché. Once again, constructive criticism, not required, review, please do.
Fifth Chapter Preview: Hermione tries to get Neville. Herbology! Crookshanks makes a visit. Is Harry single?