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La Déesse et le Dragon
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Chapter Two
A/N: Yay yay, second chapter up. Not very interesting, but things will start to get rolling as of next chapter.
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After a few months of harboring a strong desire for revenge, Draco Malfoy had successfully brewed Désir, but not without a fair share of trouble at his expense.
His first batch had gone horribly awry when overcome by drowsiness in the wee hours in the morning, he had dozed off and slumped into the potion. At stage two, the concoction was rather unstable, and when his human flesh had come into contact with the substance, there was a rather interesting chemical reaction.
Draco had walked through the halls for two weeks sporting angry yellow puss bubbles all over his face. Unable to bring himself to Madame Pomfrey for fear of his late night potion brewing activities to be discovered, Draco had endured many long hours of curious stares, sniggers, and gleeful taunts of the ecstatic Gryffindors.
The blonde Slytherin kept his bitterness at bay, finding solace only in the one thought that Hermione Granger would get what she deserved once he had overcome this terrible ordeal. With barely contained impatience, he set back to work on a second batch of Désir.
Draco met another roadblock some nights after reaching stage four of the brewing process. Unexpectedly, Millicent Bulstrode stumbled into the prefect's bathroom one evening, where he had set up camp, most obviously drunk and hiccupping hysterically.
"Draaaco Waaaco! Oh, I'm such a terrible mess." She had sobbed, a fair amount of saliva and snot making an unattractive splotch on her robes. "NO ONE WILL SLEEP WITH ME!" She wailed.
It was at this moment that Draco had felt a shiver run up his spine and his hairs stand on end at this completely disturbing confession.
"Draco, being the wonderful friend that you are… do you think you could, perhaps, help me?" Millicent's demeanor shifted entirely. She wiped off her snot covered face hastily, fluttered her eyelids, and put on what she obviously thought was a seductive gaze. "Oh, Draco, I want you to do unspeakable things to me." She purred.
Draco's face had contorted into a pained grimace. "Millicent, I do think that Blaise would be a more suitable… lay for you. He has been raving about you lately during lunch, have you heard?" He paused to swallow some bile that had crept up his throat when Millicent began to undo her blouse. "Really, I do think Blaise would be more than happy to make you feel a little better. Those Italians, they really know how to work their fingers, you know." Draco said, feeling slightly desperate.
"But baby, I want you." Millicent had said huskily, before walking towards him, her hips swaying as much as they possibly could.
Draco, in his hurried attempt to escape, had rushed straight into the boiling cauldron of Désir, not only causing some painful burns up his side, but knocking it over and spilling nine liters of potion all over the bathroom floor.
In this same instant, Millicent, completely drugged with alcohol and very much lust-crazed, made a mad dash for the delectable blonde. The two Slytherins collided and took a nice, big dip in the puddle of potion. This resulted in an entirely different chemical reaction as before.
For the next month, both Draco and Millicent were seen sporting olive-colored skin, speckled with patches of green hair resembling bread mold. They were also rumored to be passing much ill-smelling gas at random times during the day. Naturally, the students of Hogwarts were baffled, and a good population, mainly Gryffindors, were surprised and delighted.
The two unhappy Slytherins refused to say anything, or in Millicent's case, divulge in what was left of her memory, which wasn't very coherent. Everyone was left to their own imaginations to guess what on earth had happened.
One morning, while Draco was busy lurking in a remote corridor, tying to get to class without being stared and laughed at, he encountered Hermione. Glaring spitefully at the witch who had single-handedly gotten him into this big mess, he muttered a slew of curse words and knocked her books from her arms as they passed. Hermione, who was having a bit of a rough morning, would take none of it.
"You slimy bastard." She spat at him, while gathering up her books.
"Mudblood." He retorted. "And you stay there on the floor where you belong."
"What's wrong, is your face deformation getting to you? Don't be surprised. I'm sure that's exactly what your heart looks like. I'd be happy to carve it out for you as proof." Hermione told him.
"I'll kill you someday, Granger." Draco spat, advancing towards her and trapping her up against the wall with his arms. "You and your little boyfriends, Potter and Weasel."
"I'm so scared now, Malfoy. Do you see me trembling?" Hermione said scornfully, hiding the flicker of fear that had just flashed through her.
"You will be when I'm through with you." Draco said darkly, his lips curled into a sneer and his eyes burned into hers. "You'll see."
Hermione Granger, who had giggled along with the rest of the Gryffindors over Draco's first accident, didn't find this one quite so amusing. What was going on was a little weird, and Hermione didn't like not knowing what in the world was happening. Malfoy was up to something, that much she was certain of. She stored this information into the back of her head and made a vow to keep her eye on the threatening Slytherin.
Now, after four exhausting months, Draco's third potion had been the charm. While the rest of Hogwarts was in Hogsmead for the weekend, Draco watched his bubbling potion, sat back and relaxed for the very first time in a long while. Revenge was going to be sweet.
Little did he know that things weren't going to be nearly how he had planned them to be.
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A/N: Next chapter will be posted sometime next week. Summer school is starting for us course credit eating nerd freaks (blegh) but I'll find a way to get it up. Review please!