(AN:) Well here it is!
As the two left the dark corridor they saw Albus and Cole running toward them.
"Hermione that was bloody brilliant! She didn't know what hit her. I have never seen Professor Nocks so angry and disturbed in my life! Praise you! Praise you!" Cole literally got down on his knees and started a mock worship of Hermione. The passing students had a mixture of giggles and whispers. Hermione's cheeks flushed.
"Shut up you idiot!" Albus kicked Cole who was in mid bow, "She could still hear you." His eyes darted back and forth expecting the Professor to leap forth from the shadows.
"Oh Albus don't be such a drag! Lighten up a bit Professor Nocks is probably to scared at the thought of our Hermione here to do anything. " Cole seemed truly overjoyed, "You should have seen it after you two left it was like she went into shock or something..."
"Yeah, and then she recovered giving us 4 feet of homework." Albus groaned.
"Always the optimist aren't we." Cole gave an exaggerated sigh.
Albus looked at Hermione and grinned, "That was really good! I've never seen anyone outsmart a professor like that without breaking any rules. I applaud you for that."
Hermione rubbed the back of her neck not wanting to be the center of attention, "Uh thanks guys. I don't know what happened . I would never have done that...at our old school." She looked up to Draco who had kept quiet the entire conversation.
"Well you know new school new rules," he shrugged.
"Wow Draco I'm impressed that was quite poetic. Maybe you should have been in Hufflepuff." Hermione slyly stated.
"With that performance maybe you should have been in Slytherin." he replied smartly.
"Well it's a good thing you're a true Gryffindor since you're such a big softy." Hermione poked him, grinning.
"Igh please spare me." He caught the double meaning. Not wanting to be reminded he was in the Goody-goody house...and maybe he was going soft. He would have certainty not done what he had just done if he were still in Slytherin. Would he? "Damn Gryffindors." he mumbled under his breath.
Albus and Cole shared a questioning glance.
"So where did you go after you both stormed out?" Cole asked giving a suggestive grin.
"Nowhere you're thinking of." Hermione playfully glared.
"We had only met up when the bell rang.," Draco said cooly.
"Sure you did. I think you... OW! That was my toe! "
"No one cares what you think Cole. So shut up and lets go. I don't want to be late." Albus faked impatience.
Hermione gave him a grateful look and the four started off to their next class.
Care of Magical Creatures was held outside. The four Gryffindors made it on time to the stables which the class was held in. This class too was held with the Slytherin's. Yet the four friends were not concerned enough to notice the lack of two students as they watched the feeding habits of Water nymphs.
Slytherin Girl's Dormitory
Across the castle, hidden inside a dark dungeon dormitory draped in silver and green two girls were leaning over a brewing cauldron. The simmering pink potion gave a hiss as another ingredient was added.
"Put in five rose petals, eye of newt , and a tad of dragon claw powder." Brittany instructed reading from a large red book with silver writing entitled 101 Quick and Easy Love Potions. "Okay stir it clockwise nine times and let it set for forty-five minutes."
"Are you sure this will work?" Maryl asked while stirring the pinky liquid.
"Yes of course it will work! Stop worrying. If we hurry we can use it at dinner!" Brittany shut the book and threw it on her bed.
"Maybe we should do it without magic I'm not sure Lucid..."
"It doesn't matter as long as we get it done! This is fool proof! He will be like putty to us. This will be fun." Brittany assured her.
"Yes but..."
"Just stir!"
Maryl shut her mouth, shifting her eyes to concentrate on the cauldron.
Brittany looked out of the enchanted window hissing under her breath, "You are mine Draco Marselione."
The class ended and Albus, Cole, Draco, and Hermione retreated into their last meal of the day. Students chattered around them telling stories of the two new Gryffindor transfers that had caused such good gossip.
"He slammed Lucid Malfoy against the wall just for looking at him...She set a stupify on Professor Nocks...Are they going out...I hope he is single...she is taking defense...where did they come from again..." it seemed like the students could not hear enough about these two new strangers.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table without taking notice. Draco sat down beside Cole across from Albus and diagonal from Hermione. The food appeared. Mounds of vegetables, fruit, and meat graced the table. The students surrendered to their appetites as they dug into the delicious delicacies. Draco had barely started on his third plate but to Hermione's disgust the two Slytherin's sauntered over.
"So...Drakey-poo how was your first day of classes?" Brittany asked slipping into his lap.
Draco recoiled suddenly reminded of Pansy. "It was okay."
"Did you miss us in Care of Magical Creatures?" Maryl asked leaning closer toward him.
"I didn't notice."
Brittany cocked her head to the side, " I missed you. Tell us more about how you're a quiditch champion at your other school.'
Draco heard Hermione spew out her pumpkin juice as she tried uselessly to suppress her laughter.
"Er...well...why don't you tell me about yourselves." Draco attempted to eye Hermione but Brittany was in the way.
"Oh well if you insist..." Brittany lit up at the chance to talk about herself.
Hermione shook her head at Draco's predicament. I almost feel bad for him. Turning away from their conversation not really wanting to hear Brittany's life story "All About Me" she spoke to Albus. "What are you reading now?"
Albus finished with his dinner had pulled out yet another book from his vast collection.
"Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. I've practically memorized it I've read it a thousand times."
"Oh really?" Hermione raised her eyebrow at a challenge. "Ah me!" she quoted thinking no one could possibly recognize that small line.
Albus chuckled, "O, speak again, bright angel for thou art as glorious to the night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto this white -upturned wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him..."
Hermione was caught in surprise as he recited it line for line perfectly.
Cole made a mental note that Shakespeare was a good way to pick up chicks.
Hermione continued not wanting to break the chain "O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I will no longer be a Capulet."
Little had she known someone else had been listening.
Albus' rich voice took his turn but it was accompanied by another. Draco said the line word for word with Albus only in Italian. Albus voice dropped to listen to the foreign tongue.
"Sentirò più, o io parlerò a questo"
-"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this." he said meeting her eyes.
Hermione took on the role change without concern unconsciously switching to Italian as well. They were the only once who could understand each other.
" Tis ma nome thy che è il mio nemico; Thyself di arte del thou, comunque non un Montague. Che cosa È Montague? È né mano, né piede, né braccio, né faccia, né qualunque altra parte che appartiene ad un uomo. La O, è un certo altro nome! Che cosa è in un nome? quello che denominiamo è aumentato di qualunque altro nome sentirebbe l'odore di come dolce"
-"Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet;" she said without faltering.
"Albus can I borrow that book?" Cole asked sensing a good opportunity.
" No you can not search it for pick-up lines." Albus stated indignantly.
"What are you talking about? You can not deny be the life of the Shakespearean scholar that I truly am."
"What is the name of this book again?"
"Rosco and Jules, now hand it over." Cole stuck out an expectant hand.
"You are disgraceful." Albus turned back to the two actors.
"Prendo il thee alla parola thy: Denominilo ma ami e sarò nuovo baptiz'd; D'ora in poi non sarò mai Romeo."
-"I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptiz'd; Henceforth I never will be Romeo." Draco passionately recited his part.
"Che thou di arte dell'uomo quel, così bescreen'd nella notte, così più stumblest sui miei consulenti legali?"
-"What man art thou that, thus bescreen'd in night, So stumblest on my counsel?" Hermione softly replied.
Brittany gave Maryl the look signaling now was the time for the drop.
Maryl quickly took out a small vile and poured its contents into Draco's pumpkin juice before anyone could see. She replaced it back into her robe as if nothing happened.
Brittany grinned playing with Draco's hair as he talked to that insufferable girl.
"Da un nome so non dire al thee che sono: Il mio san nome e caro, è hateful a me, Poiché è un nemico al thee. Ho avuto esso scritto, io strapperei la parola"
-"By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am: My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, Because it is an enemy to thee. Had I it written, I would tear the word." Draco
could feel empathy with Romeo.
Hermione was struck by the lines meaning. Hermione suddenly stopped reciting.
"Da quando avete letto Shakespeare?"
-"Since when did you read Shakespeare?"
"Perchè suonate in modo da suprised?"
-"Why do you sound so surprised." he asked knowing her answer.
"È... buono solo... chi eravate io non avreste pensato."
-She looked thoughtful trying to word it right. "It's just well...who you... were... I would not have thought..."
"Significate che chi avete pensato ero? Avete presupposto che il principe di Slytherin era ad in pieno di sè per fare qualche cosa semplice come colto un libro. Soltanto le cose gradiscono che sono riservate per il più santo del thou Hermione Granger."
-Draco frowned , "You mean who you thought I was? You assumed the Slytherin Prince was to full of himself to do anything as simple as read a book. Only things like that are reserved for the holier than thou Hermione Granger."
Hermione quickly switched back to English affronted by his cruel words, "I never said that."
"That's what you meant." Draco replied also speaking in English.
He took this moment to drink some pumpkin juice. That is he was going to drink some juice but something told him not to. It smelled wrong or something he swished it around trying to figure what had peeved him. He heard Brittany give a strained noise in the back of her throat. Sliding the cup as far as he could in front of him, he decided to inspect it later returning to the conversation.
"You just assumed that what ever Potter and Weasley said about me was true. I really was the scum of the earth destined for the deepest pits of hell. You never tried to look past that."
Hermione was getting angry, "They never said anything like that! Even if they did you never did anything to contradict them! You were never even civil to me until we got here!"
"Like you ever did anything to help me! You were too caught up with your boyfriends."
" I could never talk to you without you insulting me! They are NOT and will NEVER be my boyfriends." Hermione abruptly stood up and began to walk out of the Great Hall.
Albus watched her go taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. He suddenly felt very dizzy and pink and silver polka dots whirled around him. He again looked at the retreating back of Hermione. She seemed different somehow.
Brittany who had been watching the juice's trip around the table stood up. "Uh Draco there is going to be a party in Slytherin House tomorrow. Do you wanna come?" she asked quickly hiding her panic.
'Yeh sure," he said absently still brooding over his row with Hermione.
"Okay well bye." she said pulling Maryl with her back to their own table.
Draco grumbled a goodbye to them and as well as Cole and Albus who had a kind of dazed appearence. "I am going to my dormitory. See you tomorrow."
He walked out of the hall. Wandering the dark corridors for a while before he came to chao's. Slipping into the portrait hole he found the common room deserted. Hermione's door was closed and locked tight. He waited for her until midnight but she never came out. Sighing he stood from the chair where he had waited and went up to his room to come back down dressed in total black. He pulled out a vile from his floor length trench coat. The blood red contents were almost gone. He took note and drank what was left, whipping the rest from his lips.
Opening the ceiling high windows he took a deep breath as the cold wind blew across his pale face. Taking a moment, he leapt from the six-story window landing gracefully on the ground below. He was sure he hadn't been seen as he came to the sanctuary of the forest. He sped off into its depths to quench his lust for blood. Little had he known someone else had also been in the forest that night. The silent intruder stepped forth from the shadows an evil grin playing on his lips as he swept back into Hogwarts.
(AN:) Golly gosh Gee wiz that was long! okay well I don't speak Italian so blame dictionary.com for and mishaps. Oh and REVIEW I really want to know what you think about this chapter. I left it at such a cliffy! Well you better review because I need some encouragement if I'm going to write anymore by Friday. After that I will be gone for two weeks. I'd hate to leave it here...your choice.
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