A/N: DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF HARRY POTTER AND REALLY
WISHED I DID BUT I DON'T.
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Hermione shot out of bed, ready to return to Hogwarts. She quickly dug out her outfit for the day and packed all her extra items into her trunk. It was the Sunday after the party, and Hermione wanted to return to Hogwarts a little earlier.
Gasping for breath, she raced down to the entrance hall, her trunk levitating behind her. She skidded to a halt in front of Professor Snape.
"Um. . . professor. How nice to see you." Hermione said nervously, hoping that he would pass her by, instead of mauling her with his sharp words.
"Miss Granger, or should I say Miss Avery?" Professor Snape said, his eyes glittering maliciously. "Is there any reason as to why you are running so fast? Or perhaps it is just because you want to see somebody?" he sneered.
"No professor, there is no particular reason to be running except for the excitement of being back at Hogwarts." Hermione said breathlessly, wondering how this Professor managed to scare her when all the others didn't come close.
"You might want to take care in the matter of who you befriend. Mr. Malfoy is not the best friend to have when you're so close to Mr. Potter." Snape sneered again and swept off, leaving behind Hermione, who was very confused.
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When Hermione had settled down in her Prefect Dorm, she sighed and leant back. It was good to be back at Hogwarts.
Although Hermione much preferred her rooms at Malfoy Manor, Hogwarts had a homely feel that Malfoy Manor greatly lacked. Although Hogwarts was nice and fine, the Manor was much more luxurious and much more splendid.
Hermione closed her eyes and wished that she could change the colours of the room. Gold wasn't a colour Hermione favored. Hermione snapped her eyes open. Why couldn't she change the colours? There wasn't a single rule against it.
Smiling slyly, Hermione quickly took out her wand and changed the colours from gold to blacks and deep purples and dark blues that resembled black. Grinning, Hermione fell back onto the bed and waited for the new Gryffindor prefect to arrive.
Hermione was relieved that Ron had stepped down as Prefect. She couldn't take another second of his constant presence while she slept. Of course, Ron was barely ever in the room at night. Hermione sighed at that thought. Ron was so overwhelmingly disgusting. Dating a girl that was a year older than him! Not to mention screwing her at every possible situation (A/N: YUCK, YUCK, YUCK AND DID I FORGET TO MENTION YUCK?) presented.
Groaning, Hermione grimaced and hoped to God that the new prefect wasn't Harry. She couldn't handle it if she had to juggle her homework and her prefect duties along with Harry's constant presence. It was all too much.
Dismissing all her thoughts, Hermione headed down for lunch. Perhaps she could have a private word with Draco without causing suspicion.
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Hermione watched in disdain as the Great Hall filled gradually, every day more students were returning from the Christmas vacation (including Ron and Cho, who had come back early).
Draco had made no contact with her whatsoever, which hurt Hermione even though she knew it was just an act. She withdrew into herself as she watched the outside world pass by in a blur of colours.
The only thing that kept her sane was the thought that she was going to be a terror that everyone would fear, that this was going to happen in the near Easter Holidays, and that she only had to wait 2 months before her initiation.
With only a weekend to go until school recommenced, Hermione waited for her male counterpart to arrive. It was Saturday afternoon, and Hermione, frustrated and angry, left her dorm in search of some company.
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Draco sighed and leaned back. He was sitting out in the school grounds, and was thinking about his agreement with Hermione.
The two had sat down for some time, discussing what Hermione's goal was in dating 'Potty.' Draco saw the situation as a means to get closer to Harry, and Hermione saw the situation as a disgusting thought. The two argued back and forth until finally Hermione gave in.
Draco watched as a solitary leaf fell from the branch of the elm he was leaning on. He watched the descent as it waved this way and that, carried by the wind.
Humming to himself, Draco summoned the small leaf and began to practice several spells (e.g. Wingardium Leviosa). Satisfied with his positive results, he sent the leaf flying and aimed carefully at it when it burst into flames.
Draco whipped around and spotted a wand protruding from the trees. Smiling he lowered his wand.
"You surpass even myself in stealth. Not many can lay a claim to that." Draco said, amused.
"Ah but I learnt from the master." Hermione said as she emerged from the shadows.
"How are you? Had any problems with your male counterpart? Or hasn't the git arrived yet?" Draco asked, flicking his wand, burning random sticks.
"I'm fine, I guess. I am soooooooooooooooo bored! There is nothing to do in my dorm! I don't even know who the new Gryffindor prefect is, and it's so infuriating!" Hermione said exasperatedly.
"Patience is a virtue that few possess. Learn to be patient and you'll find that it will come in handy."
Hermione groaned in frustration.
"You're not being very helpful!" she whined as they walked around the lake.
"Frustration is just a part of life. You must learn to deal with these setbacks or you'll never go forward."
"WHAT IS IT WITH YOUR WEIRD, PROPHETIC SAYINGS TODAY??? I AM REALLY ANNOYED AND YOU JUST THROW STUPID SAYINGS AND TEACHINGS AT ME??? ARGH!!!!!" Hermione yelled.
Draco shook his head in disdain.
"Learn what I have to teach and you'll never stray into danger. That is why I am giving you 'weird, prophetic sayings.' So, please refrain from yelling in my ear. You may have caused permanent damage."
Draco smirked at Hermione and sat down underneath a huge oak tree.
"Yes, I may have caused permanent damage. Permanent damage to your brain that is! Do you realize that you're sounding so mature and learned today? That is soooooo unlike you! I seriously think you need to go see Madam Pomphrey. Perhaps she'll be able to cure your condition!"
It was Hermione's turn to smirk and sit down.
The pair sat in a companionable silence for a while as they watched the sun go down behind the castle.
Hermione sighed and nestled her head on Draco's shoulder. Pretty soon she was fast a sleep.
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Hermione woke to the sound of yelling. She found herself on her bed in her dorm with no recollection of how she got there.
Dimly, she recognized the voices that were disturbing her sleep.
"What the hell were you doing putting my girlfriend on her bed? What did you do to her Malfoy? How did you get in?" Harry demanded as he set his trunk down.
" 'Mione had fallen a sleep and I took the liberty of taking her to her dorm. I have done nothing that will harm Hermione and as to how I got in, in case you've forgotten Potter, I'm a prefect too. Oh, I forgot that you don't know the privileges prefects get since you weren't one from the start." Draco smirked
By now, Hermione had swung out of bed and grabbed her wand from her pocket.
"Look Malfoy, you'll get lost right now or I'm going to hex you until you resemble nothing short of a slug/snail." Harry warned.
Draco laughed. "And how do you plan on doing that, Potter? After all, you don't expect to beat me when I've topped Defense Against the Dark Arts 4 years running. DADA doesn't just involved defense, it also involves offence."
A thrill of fear ran through Harry's body, and his hand strayed to his wand pocket.
"Ah, Potter don't be so obvious. You can't let your hand stray to your pocket when your opponent knows what your next step will be. You need speed." Draco whipped out his wand in a blink of an eye.
"You need agility."
Harry swung a punch at Draco, which he deftly side-stepped, leaving Harry unbalanced.
"And last but not least, you need power."
Draco quickly muttered something under his breath and Harry went flying backwards onto his bed.
"That is it Malfoy! I have had enough of you!" Harry had his wand out and raised it, ready to perform an unforgivable.
Hermione quickly stepped in between them, knowing that neither would move lest they hurt her.
"Alright. If you two don't stop BICKERING, I will personally make sure that you both get detentions, TOGETHER, polishing trophies in the Trophy Room for a whole week." Hermione said shrilly.
Draco quickly put his wand away, which stunned Harry.
"Scared Malfoy? Out of your league?" Harry taunted from across the room.
"You wish Potter. In your sick dreams!" Draco retorted, sweeping imaginary dust off his robes.
"Sure. You're just making up a. . ."
"SHUT UP HARRY!" Hermione shrieked.
Harry opened his mouth several times before smartly closing it.
"Now, I want you to both SHUT UP! You are really getting on my nerves, always at each other's throats! Now I want one of you to leave, and I want it to happen NOW!" Hermione said venomously.
Draco bowed out. It was time Hermione worked her magic on Potter. Draco had no doubt Hermione could ensnare Potter. After all, that's what she did to him.
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Hermione sighed and sat down on the couch of the Gryffindor Prefect Common Room (let's call it the GP common room). She had been exhausted before but now she was all fired up and seeing as it was already 9:00 p.m. she supposed it would be impossible to get to sleep until 11-ish.
Getting out a book on Runes, she sat down and began to read about the various runes and translations. She had memorized the whole lot, but she still made some mistakes from time to time, which was, by her standards, terrible.
Hermione didn't notice Harry rushing around, grabbing candles and various objects from the GP common room, because she was too absorbed in her book.
Just as Hermione started reading about the more higher-level runes, the clock struck midnight (A/N: lol, where did that come from? Nothing bad is gonna happen. Is it?) and she was jolted out of her reading by two strong arms snaking around her neck.
Shutting her eyes, Hermione remembered why she was doing this and turned around, smiling.
"It's nice to see you calm again Harry." Hermione said sweetly as he slid onto the couch next to her.
"And it's nice to just see you." Harry said, his hands roaming around her body as she continued to try and read her book.
"That's ni. . ." Hermione's words were cut off by a rough kiss from Harry.
Her eyes widened in protest but she remembered Draco's words and opened her mouth, inviting his (A/N: EW, EW, EW, EW, EW!) tongue.
Hermione broke it off and headed up the stairs.
"Leaving me so soon?" Harry said mischievously.
Hermione turned around and flashed him a fake, yet realistic, smile.
"I have no intentions of losing my virginity tonight Harry."
With that, she spun around and headed up the stairs. Once the door was firmly closed, Hermione sank down into a heap by the door.
The nerve of him! Kissing her when she was clearly busy. Pushing the memory of the kiss out of her head, she changed into her PJ's and fell onto her bed.
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A/N: Was that an ok length chapter? I know this was soooooooooooooooo much shorter than my previous one, but I kind of had to like explain a couple of things. :P :P well I want you all to do a couple reviews! It would be very benefitious (-- not a real word). Well, I'm really sorry that I posted this all at the same time. It's because my mom cut off the internet and I could only post this until I had returned from my school camp. :(
sLy7h3r1n H3@rT
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Reviews: I do not care what kind of reviews you give, any is fine. Compliments, flames, tips, ideas, anything.
Thank you to all my reviewests! I am so happy that you all reviewed! Now please. . .
READ ON!
*~+~* (*~+~* is kindly taken from another story)
Hermione shot out of bed, ready to return to Hogwarts. She quickly dug out her outfit for the day and packed all her extra items into her trunk. It was the Sunday after the party, and Hermione wanted to return to Hogwarts a little earlier.
Gasping for breath, she raced down to the entrance hall, her trunk levitating behind her. She skidded to a halt in front of Professor Snape.
"Um. . . professor. How nice to see you." Hermione said nervously, hoping that he would pass her by, instead of mauling her with his sharp words.
"Miss Granger, or should I say Miss Avery?" Professor Snape said, his eyes glittering maliciously. "Is there any reason as to why you are running so fast? Or perhaps it is just because you want to see somebody?" he sneered.
"No professor, there is no particular reason to be running except for the excitement of being back at Hogwarts." Hermione said breathlessly, wondering how this Professor managed to scare her when all the others didn't come close.
"You might want to take care in the matter of who you befriend. Mr. Malfoy is not the best friend to have when you're so close to Mr. Potter." Snape sneered again and swept off, leaving behind Hermione, who was very confused.
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When Hermione had settled down in her Prefect Dorm, she sighed and leant back. It was good to be back at Hogwarts.
Although Hermione much preferred her rooms at Malfoy Manor, Hogwarts had a homely feel that Malfoy Manor greatly lacked. Although Hogwarts was nice and fine, the Manor was much more luxurious and much more splendid.
Hermione closed her eyes and wished that she could change the colours of the room. Gold wasn't a colour Hermione favored. Hermione snapped her eyes open. Why couldn't she change the colours? There wasn't a single rule against it.
Smiling slyly, Hermione quickly took out her wand and changed the colours from gold to blacks and deep purples and dark blues that resembled black. Grinning, Hermione fell back onto the bed and waited for the new Gryffindor prefect to arrive.
Hermione was relieved that Ron had stepped down as Prefect. She couldn't take another second of his constant presence while she slept. Of course, Ron was barely ever in the room at night. Hermione sighed at that thought. Ron was so overwhelmingly disgusting. Dating a girl that was a year older than him! Not to mention screwing her at every possible situation (A/N: YUCK, YUCK, YUCK AND DID I FORGET TO MENTION YUCK?) presented.
Groaning, Hermione grimaced and hoped to God that the new prefect wasn't Harry. She couldn't handle it if she had to juggle her homework and her prefect duties along with Harry's constant presence. It was all too much.
Dismissing all her thoughts, Hermione headed down for lunch. Perhaps she could have a private word with Draco without causing suspicion.
*~+~*
Hermione watched in disdain as the Great Hall filled gradually, every day more students were returning from the Christmas vacation (including Ron and Cho, who had come back early).
Draco had made no contact with her whatsoever, which hurt Hermione even though she knew it was just an act. She withdrew into herself as she watched the outside world pass by in a blur of colours.
The only thing that kept her sane was the thought that she was going to be a terror that everyone would fear, that this was going to happen in the near Easter Holidays, and that she only had to wait 2 months before her initiation.
With only a weekend to go until school recommenced, Hermione waited for her male counterpart to arrive. It was Saturday afternoon, and Hermione, frustrated and angry, left her dorm in search of some company.
*~+~*
Draco sighed and leaned back. He was sitting out in the school grounds, and was thinking about his agreement with Hermione.
The two had sat down for some time, discussing what Hermione's goal was in dating 'Potty.' Draco saw the situation as a means to get closer to Harry, and Hermione saw the situation as a disgusting thought. The two argued back and forth until finally Hermione gave in.
Draco watched as a solitary leaf fell from the branch of the elm he was leaning on. He watched the descent as it waved this way and that, carried by the wind.
Humming to himself, Draco summoned the small leaf and began to practice several spells (e.g. Wingardium Leviosa). Satisfied with his positive results, he sent the leaf flying and aimed carefully at it when it burst into flames.
Draco whipped around and spotted a wand protruding from the trees. Smiling he lowered his wand.
"You surpass even myself in stealth. Not many can lay a claim to that." Draco said, amused.
"Ah but I learnt from the master." Hermione said as she emerged from the shadows.
"How are you? Had any problems with your male counterpart? Or hasn't the git arrived yet?" Draco asked, flicking his wand, burning random sticks.
"I'm fine, I guess. I am soooooooooooooooo bored! There is nothing to do in my dorm! I don't even know who the new Gryffindor prefect is, and it's so infuriating!" Hermione said exasperatedly.
"Patience is a virtue that few possess. Learn to be patient and you'll find that it will come in handy."
Hermione groaned in frustration.
"You're not being very helpful!" she whined as they walked around the lake.
"Frustration is just a part of life. You must learn to deal with these setbacks or you'll never go forward."
"WHAT IS IT WITH YOUR WEIRD, PROPHETIC SAYINGS TODAY??? I AM REALLY ANNOYED AND YOU JUST THROW STUPID SAYINGS AND TEACHINGS AT ME??? ARGH!!!!!" Hermione yelled.
Draco shook his head in disdain.
"Learn what I have to teach and you'll never stray into danger. That is why I am giving you 'weird, prophetic sayings.' So, please refrain from yelling in my ear. You may have caused permanent damage."
Draco smirked at Hermione and sat down underneath a huge oak tree.
"Yes, I may have caused permanent damage. Permanent damage to your brain that is! Do you realize that you're sounding so mature and learned today? That is soooooo unlike you! I seriously think you need to go see Madam Pomphrey. Perhaps she'll be able to cure your condition!"
It was Hermione's turn to smirk and sit down.
The pair sat in a companionable silence for a while as they watched the sun go down behind the castle.
Hermione sighed and nestled her head on Draco's shoulder. Pretty soon she was fast a sleep.
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Hermione woke to the sound of yelling. She found herself on her bed in her dorm with no recollection of how she got there.
Dimly, she recognized the voices that were disturbing her sleep.
"What the hell were you doing putting my girlfriend on her bed? What did you do to her Malfoy? How did you get in?" Harry demanded as he set his trunk down.
" 'Mione had fallen a sleep and I took the liberty of taking her to her dorm. I have done nothing that will harm Hermione and as to how I got in, in case you've forgotten Potter, I'm a prefect too. Oh, I forgot that you don't know the privileges prefects get since you weren't one from the start." Draco smirked
By now, Hermione had swung out of bed and grabbed her wand from her pocket.
"Look Malfoy, you'll get lost right now or I'm going to hex you until you resemble nothing short of a slug/snail." Harry warned.
Draco laughed. "And how do you plan on doing that, Potter? After all, you don't expect to beat me when I've topped Defense Against the Dark Arts 4 years running. DADA doesn't just involved defense, it also involves offence."
A thrill of fear ran through Harry's body, and his hand strayed to his wand pocket.
"Ah, Potter don't be so obvious. You can't let your hand stray to your pocket when your opponent knows what your next step will be. You need speed." Draco whipped out his wand in a blink of an eye.
"You need agility."
Harry swung a punch at Draco, which he deftly side-stepped, leaving Harry unbalanced.
"And last but not least, you need power."
Draco quickly muttered something under his breath and Harry went flying backwards onto his bed.
"That is it Malfoy! I have had enough of you!" Harry had his wand out and raised it, ready to perform an unforgivable.
Hermione quickly stepped in between them, knowing that neither would move lest they hurt her.
"Alright. If you two don't stop BICKERING, I will personally make sure that you both get detentions, TOGETHER, polishing trophies in the Trophy Room for a whole week." Hermione said shrilly.
Draco quickly put his wand away, which stunned Harry.
"Scared Malfoy? Out of your league?" Harry taunted from across the room.
"You wish Potter. In your sick dreams!" Draco retorted, sweeping imaginary dust off his robes.
"Sure. You're just making up a. . ."
"SHUT UP HARRY!" Hermione shrieked.
Harry opened his mouth several times before smartly closing it.
"Now, I want you to both SHUT UP! You are really getting on my nerves, always at each other's throats! Now I want one of you to leave, and I want it to happen NOW!" Hermione said venomously.
Draco bowed out. It was time Hermione worked her magic on Potter. Draco had no doubt Hermione could ensnare Potter. After all, that's what she did to him.
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Hermione sighed and sat down on the couch of the Gryffindor Prefect Common Room (let's call it the GP common room). She had been exhausted before but now she was all fired up and seeing as it was already 9:00 p.m. she supposed it would be impossible to get to sleep until 11-ish.
Getting out a book on Runes, she sat down and began to read about the various runes and translations. She had memorized the whole lot, but she still made some mistakes from time to time, which was, by her standards, terrible.
Hermione didn't notice Harry rushing around, grabbing candles and various objects from the GP common room, because she was too absorbed in her book.
Just as Hermione started reading about the more higher-level runes, the clock struck midnight (A/N: lol, where did that come from? Nothing bad is gonna happen. Is it?) and she was jolted out of her reading by two strong arms snaking around her neck.
Shutting her eyes, Hermione remembered why she was doing this and turned around, smiling.
"It's nice to see you calm again Harry." Hermione said sweetly as he slid onto the couch next to her.
"And it's nice to just see you." Harry said, his hands roaming around her body as she continued to try and read her book.
"That's ni. . ." Hermione's words were cut off by a rough kiss from Harry.
Her eyes widened in protest but she remembered Draco's words and opened her mouth, inviting his (A/N: EW, EW, EW, EW, EW!) tongue.
Hermione broke it off and headed up the stairs.
"Leaving me so soon?" Harry said mischievously.
Hermione turned around and flashed him a fake, yet realistic, smile.
"I have no intentions of losing my virginity tonight Harry."
With that, she spun around and headed up the stairs. Once the door was firmly closed, Hermione sank down into a heap by the door.
The nerve of him! Kissing her when she was clearly busy. Pushing the memory of the kiss out of her head, she changed into her PJ's and fell onto her bed.
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A/N: Was that an ok length chapter? I know this was soooooooooooooooo much shorter than my previous one, but I kind of had to like explain a couple of things. :P :P well I want you all to do a couple reviews! It would be very benefitious (-- not a real word). Well, I'm really sorry that I posted this all at the same time. It's because my mom cut off the internet and I could only post this until I had returned from my school camp. :(
sLy7h3r1n H3@rT
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