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Draco strummed his fingers impatiently on his desk during Potions, itching for time to fly by. The dank dungeon was dim, and to Malfoy's dismay, most of the students were clad in scarlet and gold.
Smart arse Gryffindors are wasting their time in this class. All they do is make sure Longbottom doesn't set the school ablaze. .
He sighed and leaned back in his chair, casually glancing around the room at the other students. His eyes landed on Granger, who was attentively listening to Snape's discussion on Sleeping Draughts. Her hand raced across the parchment in front of her, scratching furiously with her quill.
Granger must be the biggest suck up in the school if she's trying to be on Snape's good side. She is writing so fast smoke is about to start billowing from her quill. Bloody hell, doesn't she realize Snape will never respect her? She's a Gryffindor for Merlin's sake.
Draco tried hard to suppress a grin when a flashback of Pansy and Granger's scuffle a few days ago came to him.
Seeing Pansy go bonkers was probably one of the greatest moments of my life. Jesus, my life is pretty fucking pathetic if that's one of the highlights. It was quite hilarious, almost as good as the time Goyle used his broom as kindling to start a fire instead of using magic. Idiot.
" Tsk Tsk Granger, what is that monstrosity you call a potion? You're lucky I'm not making you drink that mess. You might turn into an otter with boils, even though that's not much different from you now," Snape commented to Granger as he walked to her desk to inspect the potion tshe had made. Draco smirked when he saw Granger's face turn red.
"I-I thought it was right," Hermione muttered, looking over her notes trying to construe was she had done wrong. She looked up at Snape who was shaking his head at her efforts to find the error.
Of course somethings wrong with my potion.Snape is seriously the biggest jerk teacher in all of Hogwarts. The only reason he picks on me is because I'm in Gryffindor. If I was in Slytherin, he'd be painting me gold and putting me in the trophy cabinet! My potions perfectly fine, I followed the steps exactly. What the hell is with Snape, oh and now he is giving me a funny look….
Hermione looked up to see Snape eyeing her in an uncomfortable way as he walked to the back of the room. She squirmed in her seat under his intimidating glare. Snape kept his gaze on the young girl as he circled the back of the room, carelessly glancing at the other student's potions. Malfoy watched Snape's movements, confused as to what he was doing.
Snape's creeping me out, just a bit. He's being harder on Granger than usual. Even I can see her potion was dead on. And then he starts giving her funny looks as if….. No he couldn't. That's disgusting… Snape FANCIES Granger?!
"Remember your five page analysis on the potion we have created today, will be due promptly next class. If it slips your mind, my hand will slip on your grades and you will be given a lovely F. You are all dismissed except Granger. You will stay here," he announced to the class, breaking Malfoy out of his thought.
Now that's even weirder. He wants to see her after class too? What kinda game is he playing, hes a professor for Christ's sake. Game! That reminds me, Granger and I have got to start working on some stuff for the competition, its in two days. Ugh, let me ask her before she shags Snape…god thats disgusting.
"Granger, hold on a second," Malfoy shouted over the students filing out of the dungeon. He saw Granger glance up over the people to acknowledge his call.
What could Malfoy possibly want? I don't need to be embarrassed in this class enough. Snape's done a pretty good job. I don't know what he can possibly want with me after class now.
"What is it Malfoy?" Hermione spat once everyone had left and he had approached her.
"Look, I don't want to be around you anymore than I have to, but we really need to practice Charms for the competition if we want to have a shot at winning," Malfoy said bluntly. Hermione disdainly nodded in agreement.
"Fine then, when are you free?" she asked.
"I am right now actually, I don't have class for another two hours," Malfoy told her. Hermione shrugged at this and motioned her hand over to the impatiently waiting Snape that sat at his desk.
"I don't have class either, let me just get this meeting or whatever it is over with Snape and I'll meet you outside the Room of Requirement, "she said to him. Malfoy sneered and looked over at Snape.
"Have loads of fun Mudblood," he smirked and headed toward the door. Reluctantly, Hermione sighed and walked over to Snape's desk.
Outside the dungeon, Draco paced impatiently, deciding if curiosity would get the better of him.
Man, I really want to see Snape tear Granger apart. She'll probably start bawling and everything. I could put on an Invisibility Charm and hide in the corner to spy on them. Perfect!
Draco looked around the empty hallway to see if the coast was clear. He saw no one and pulled out his wand to perform the charm.
"Ms. Granger, you really are creating some horrific potions this semester. What seems to be the issue here?" Snape snapped at Hermione, who was nervously bouncing on her heels.
God he's an asshole. He knows damn well all of my work is up to par and is ten times better than any one elses'. Even the git Malfoy's.
"Really Professor, I think I'm doing alright. My potions are exceeding the rest of the classes' and I do work hard on all my essays, I think you're being a bit unfair," she argued. Snape let out an eerie grin and then smirked at Hermione's confused expression.
"Oh, so you think you're the best potion's student that has ever graced these dungeons and that I should be absolutley floored by your skills? Is that it? Because if it is, you are very well mistaken little girl," he snarled.
"I didn't mean it that way!" Hermione said in defense of herself. Snape got up from his desk and leaned forward, dangerously close to Hermione's face.
"You could be getting better marks you know.. if you did one little thing for me," Snape said in a low voice as he reached his hand out and stroked Hermione's leg.
Oh my god, what is he doing? This is gross, Snape is hitting on me! Shit, how am I supposed to get myself of out this mess.
"Professor, what are you doing?" Hermione yelped as she backed away quickly. Her face was flushed with embarrassment.
Draco, who was protected under the Invisibility charm, was standing a few feet away from Snape's desk when he saw Snape's hand reach out to Hermione's leg. Something in Draco's stomach lurched when he saw this gesture.
Holy shit, he's trying to feel her up. This is insane, what the hell am I supposed to do. Granger looks scared out of her wits, and Snape's snarling like a boar. What if he tries to hurt her? God damn my curiosity.
"Come on love, no one would ever know," Snape said, attempting to sound soothing as he walked from behind his desk to Hermione, who was already heading for the door.
"Get away from me, you pervert," Hermione growled, now running .Snape was too quick, and reached his arm out to grab hers, spinning her towards him.
He's going to knock me out in a second if I don't do something. Oh my god, what am I supposed to do. Maybe if I fight him off I can get away, no harm in trying.
"I said stop!" Hermione yelled, kicking her feet furiously, trying to pull out of his grip.
"You're making so much bloody noise!," Snape shouted as he reached into his robes for his wand, while dodging Hermione's weak efforts in harming him. Draco moved uneasily in his position, reaching for his wand as well.
That bloody bastard is going to try to rape Granger! Oh, why do I have the most nagging self conscious in the fucking world. Time for Draco to come to the rescue...again.
Draco jumped toward the two struggling and grabbed Hermione, pulling her out of Snape's grasp. Hermione looked around clueless at the empty room. Snape also was perplexed when he saw this action and brandished his wand, pointing it at the air in front of him.
"Who is there, show yourself!" he bellowed. At this moment, Draco took off his Invisibility Charm and could see the amazed shocked expression that Hermione bore. Snape's mouth gaped open, his wand hand lowering.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Professor?" Malfoy yelled, motioning for Hermione to go to the door.
"Surely a little fun never hurt anyone Mr. Malfoy," Snape said to him, smiling evily. Draco gripped his wand tighter, pointing it threateningly at Snape. He felt his heart become lighter when he heard the door to the dungeon slam shut; signifying Granger was out of harm's way.
"Don't you ever go near her again, you understand? Or I will kill you, so help me Merlin," Draco said through his gritted teeth. Snape walked closer to him, ignoring the wand that was now at his throat.
"I'd like to see you try," he hissed, glaring Draco in the eyes. He then pushed Draco backwards and walked back to his desk. Stunned, Draco stood there, watching Snape walk away. He regained his composure and sprinted toward the door.
I can't believe I just threatened to kill a Professor, and for what. That Mudblood Granger. What the hell is wrong with me?
Draco closed the dungeon door behind him, breathing heavily. He looked around to see if anyone was in the hall before going to leave when he heard a muffled whimper. He looked down to see Granger on the floor, leaning against the wall with her face buried in her hands.
Oh Great. Now I have to be her damn psychiatrist. Can't the girl just be happy she hadn't been ravished by a forty year old man?
"What's the matter, Granger?" Malfoy asked as he sat down on the floor next to her. Her sobs stopped momentarily and she raised her face to look at him. Her eyes were red and puffy with streaks of tears down her face, her lip red from biting it.
"Why did I do to deserve this?" she whispered, staring into his hard grey eyes. He sighed and leaned back on the wall.
"You studied too damn much, that's what you did," he said to her. Her sobbing began once again as her face disappeared into her lap.
"I was joking Granger!" Malfoy said, rolling his eyes. He shifted uncomfortably in his position when he heard no response from her besides more sniffling.
Now I really did it. She's never going to pick up another book for the rest of her life because of a joke…actually that's not so terrible. God..she looks so sad and pathetic just sitting there crying. At this rate, we're never going to get anything done for the damn contest.
"Look Granger, Snape's just a Grade A jerk. You didn't do anything wrong, he's ja horny git that went looking for love in the wrong place, and you happened to be there," Malfoy said as-a-matter-of-factly to Hermione. Her sobbing quieted and she rubbed her nose onto the sleeve of her robe looking back at Malfoy.
"You think so?" she asked him, sniffing once more.
"I know so," he told her and reached out to wipe away a stray tear.
That was awkward. What in heaven's name possessed me to touch her.
"Now let's get a move on to start practicing already. I swear woman, you're always getting into trouble," Malfoy said to her, standing up. He waited for her as she slowly began to rise.
"Remind me to invite Snape to our dorm warming party when we win this fucking thing," Hermione said sarcastically and began stomping down the hall. Draco stood there for a moment unmobile and then chuckeld to himself. He smiled at a thought that sprung into his mind as he raced to catch up to her.
Note To Self: Granger's Bipolar. Must buy her medication sometime.