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"I get why everybody likes this game so much now!" Ron said before jamming a cupcake into his gob. Hermione was much too smug to let his filthy manners ruin her mood. She'd brought Ron around, but her other bestie was sitting glumly by her side, looking sceptical behind his round glasses, "Ron, all you got was a month's detention and a teacher that glares at the beef." He said gravely. They turned to look up at the staff table and indeed he was right! They watched as their Transfiguration professor raised her fork and began attacking the beef loin. Ron began howling with laughter and his friends smacked him on the back when he choked on his fifth cupcake.
When he was able to breathe Ron made quite a clever suggestion, "Why *cough* don't you-" He pointed his finger at Harry and coughed again, "dare our 'Mione any dare."
Hermione beamed, "Ron! Thats a fantastic idea!" Ron blushed and shrugged his shoulders. Harry was not amused, "It's not going to make me change my mind." Hermione made her best puppy dog face and Ron followed suit. Harry looked at his friends, Hermione was hard to resist but Ron's face looked as though he'd just smelled a donkey's ass. Chuckling, Harry nodded.
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"I am most appalled at my son's behaviour Professor Dumbledore, and Lord Parkinson you have my sincerest regrets." Lucius Malfoy was not a man who apologised, but on this day he apologised not only to one person, but two! He was furious at Draco, did he not understand how beneficial marrying Lord Parkinson's daughter would be for both their finances and blood status? Instead of bathing in mere gold coins, Lucius could finally bathe in the paperest of monies and shower in the finest of jewels-
He was snapped out of his daydream by the grunting struggle of Lord Parkinson; the man's bulging bottom was stuck in the seat. Lucius stood quickly and pulled his son up to help- though he doubted this was enough manpower. Lucius hid his disgust as he leaned over the fat man who seemed to be sweating gravy. "Just pull my arm, son." Lord Parkinson held his arm out to Draco and Lucius scowled at Draco until he took it. He tugged and a symphony of farts erupted from his future father-in-law. "That's better." Lord Parkinson said, a satisfied serene look on his face. Draco retched and ran from the room.
Lucius stared after his son, and gave up trying to free the retched farting man from the chair. Lord Parkinson smiled at Professor Dumbledore who had been trying to suppress laughter the entire time. "You mind if I take the chair, Albus? I think it likes me." The white haired Head Master couldn't hold it in any longer, he wheezed loudly as the laughter broke out of his mouth, he pointed at the large man and cackled. "Take it!" He said as he tried to get his breath back.
Albus Dumbledore was a tactful man, he was glad he'd sat the fat man in the small chair; Everybody needs a little laugh sometimes.
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"Get back here at once, Draco!" Lucius charged after his son, "Go back and apologize to Lord Parkinson!" Draco recoiled with disgust, "No father! I will not apologise to that oaf of a man! And I also refuse to marry his equally repulsive daughter. You want their money? Then you marry them, but leave me out of it." He turned on his heel and stormed into the Great Hall. Lucius billowed after his son. He reached his son before he had a chance to sit down; "Do not embarrass me Draco. We have a reputation to uphold." He whispered furiously in his bratty child's ear, but was interrupted by a rather dashing damsel.
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"You looked like you just smelled a donkey's ass, Ron." Harry muttered to his ginger buddy. Ron snickered, "It got the job done though didn't it!"
Harry jumped as the Great Hall doors were slammed open, he looked around to make sure nobody had noticed his fright. But he didn't need to be worried, all eyes were on Draco Malfoy who was charging towards the Slytherin table as though it was the 'X' on the pirate map. Harry's monobrow hit his hairline in shock when Lucius Malfoy stumbled after his snotty son. Suddenly, Harry had a brainwave;
Turning to Hermione, his face a vision of wonderment he said, "I have a dare for you." Her eyes grew larger, they held a mixture of excitement and wariness.
"I dare you to kiss Draco Malfoy."
Harry watched as her jaw dropped and she stuttered, "B-but he's with his dad." She looked downright terrified, not something Harry had seen in the 'new' Hermione, m-hmm he was enjoying this. She shook her head and her lips pursed stubbornly, but Harry nodded evilly, "A dare is a dare. Oh and you can't tell anybody it was a dare. If anyone asks, it was the way his fingernails were shaped that ignited the passion." When she didn't budge, Harry nudged her with his bony elbow and practically threw her off the table.
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Hermione Granger flicked her hair back, straightened her robes and then walk smartly to where the Malfoys stood. Mr Malfoy looked up in surprise but she ignored him, she focused on his son. She winked at him and then threw her arms around the startled boy and planted her lips firmly over his, she was both surprised and repulsed when he responded and returned.
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That's it! Draco thought, when the Mudblood's lips smushed against his own. Now this, this was a statement, and would certainly piss his dad off. So he kissed the girl he'd sworn revenge on. He cracked one of his eyes open a bit and watched his father's horrified expression as he slid his arms around the Granger girl's slim waist. He chuckled, and then shut his eye when he remembered where he was. He pulled her nearer to him and peeked through his other eye at Pansy Parkinson who had covered her beard with a plastic bag. She looked close to tears. Draco was really enjoying this, but just as he was really getting to making the most, he was jerked away from the brunette.
"How dare you?" His father was addressing the Mudblood, "How dare you touch a pureblood with your filthy mouth?"
She glared at him and raised her head a little higher. How impressive. Thought Draco distantly. His father turned to him and if pissed off was what Draco had been going for this was the jackpot. He was aware that his expression should not have been triumphant, it should have been one of utmost displeasure. But Draco felt the overwhelming urge to break into song and dance. He returned Granger's wink, and snapped his fingers her way, "Anytime, baby."
His father hit the ground, and Draco stepped over his passed out body and bounded out of the Hall.
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I must get the taste of Malfoy off me. I must get the taste of Malfoy off me. Hermione Granger chanted over and over in her head, as she headed for the Prefect Bathrooms late in the night. She'd decided to go at this time because no one would be there and she could bathe in peace; fuck the curfew, the benefits far outweighed a detention. After the... incident with Malfoy she'd been pestered by almost every girl in Hogwarts, all wanting to know why she did it, how was it, and above all why on Earth Malfoy hadn't hexed her into the ground. But Hermione was in the dark too; before she got the chance to ask him he'd skipped triumphantly out of the room like the stupid ferret that he was.
Hermione stomped angrily into the Prefect's Bathrooms and turned the bath tub taps fully. She placed her wand in her bag and undressed slowly while waiting for the tub to fill, remembering how Mr Malfoy had fainted when Malfoy winked at her. She chuckled as she stepped into the warm water, the foamy bubbles conjured themselves. She sighed, and allowed her muscles to relax.
A creak. Her eyes flew open.
Malfoy stood directly in front of her, grasping a huge magical camera.
"Hello, Granger." SNAP! His camera flashed. Hermione screamed and pulled the bubbles to herself, trying to cover areas that one would want to cover in such a situation. Malfoy smirked, "Ohh, don't worry Granger, I got a-all of your ladyparts when you were stripping oh so slowly for me." Hermione flushed, although she'd returned to Hogwarts with a new confidence, she was not that confident!
"You pervert!" She shouted at him, "I never stripped for you!" She said the word with the most venom she could muster, which (goes without saying!) was a damn lot. Malfoy snickered and sat on the tiles beside where she lay in the bath tub, "Oh but the pictures show a different story. And by tomorrow, everybody will know my version of events."
He examined his nails and then peered at her, trying to catch a glimpse through the foamy water. She shrieked and tried to pull more bubbles towards her. He laughed, "Unless of course, we make a deal." She huffed and stuck her nose in the air, she would never lower herself to make a deal with the devil, "No way, Malfoy." Her eyes narrowed hatefully, "I don't care what people think."
Malfoy shrugged his shoulders, "Just thought I'd give you the chance to keep your dignity... but you are a Mudblood so you probably don't even possess any." He stood up and SNAP! took another picture for good measure, "Ahh, I'm sure these will be in the Prophet and... oh Granger! You're grandmother will be so proud." Hermione watched him with disgust as he sauntered over to the exit doors, I'll be gone for if Rita Skeeter gets her hands on those.
"Malfoy, wait!"
He turned around slowly, an ever growing smug smile on his proud face. "What is your offer, Granger?" She didn't even hesitate but her voice was bitter with hate;
"Anything."
Draco Malfoy's ear-to-ear grin extended into his blonde hair, Revenge isn't just sweet, he thought euphorically, it's the sweetest kiss with an aftertaste of bubble bath.
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Yeah, Draco deserves some wins after what I put him through in the last few chapters! xD
But what could Mr Draco Malfoy ever possibly want from Hermione Granger?
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