*Author's note : The choice is yours: this chapter has been added later, so
it doesn't give any important information. So, you don't have to read it,
but it sure is interesting to read!*
The cupboard under the stairs
A few day later
The lessons of the afternoon were cancelled for some reason. That reason became clear soon. When all students had gathered in the Great Hall for lunch, Dumbledore rose.
"Another surprise is on it's way," he said, "All I can ask you for now is to gather on the Quidditch field at two o'clock this afternoon and those who own a broom are asked to bring it with them. Thank you for your attention."
A loud noise of whispers filled the Great Hall.
"Wow, what's that all about?" Ron asked astonished.
"He's not intending to organize a special Quidditch game between the Houses, is he?" Harry asked, lightely panicking. Hermione laughed when she saw his expression.
"I don't think so, Harry." she tried assure him, "Not everyone of the Quidditch teams owns a broom, after all."
The Gryffindor trio left the castle at half past one, to be the first on the Quidditch field. They were surprised to find a huge crowd, that had filled almost half the field. A crowd existing out of young children. McGonagall came to the trio and told Harry, who had brought his Firebolt, to go to his team's changing room. Harry raised an eyebrow and left the field, accompagnied by Ron.
McGonagall, who thought it couldn't hurt to give her best student a small explanation, said: "Professor Dumbledore has allowed the Nimbus Compagny to present their newest broom here. I'm not really an expert when it comes to racing brooms, but as far as I understand, it's some sort of racing broom for children. The Nimbus Compagny believes witches and wizards are never to young to start a Quidditch career. Ridiculous of course! Even at Hogwarts you aren't allowed to have a broom when you're younger than twelve."
"Harry got his broom when he was a first years." Hermione said with a smile.
"Yes, well, Potter was an exception." McGonagall said and she got a pink blush on her cheeks. She said goodbye to Hermione and almost ran to three students who were chasing after some children. Hermione laughed, but her smile quickly faded when she saw Malfoy crossing Hogwarts grounds to the field with an arrogant expression, his Nimbus 2001 in his hand.
He came her way, probably to give her a nasty comment, but he was stopped by a hord of small wizards and witches, who saw that he was carrying a Nimbus. They were so exited, that they almost overran Malfoy, to the amusement of Hermione.
Although Malfoy tried to interest the children with the only thing he was good at (bragging), their attention was quickly drawn by Harry, whose Firebolt twinkled in the sunlight. The children left Malfoy in the middle of his speech and tried to run over Harry now. Some Gryffindors quickly formed a wall around Harry to protect Hogwart's best broom.
While the children tried to reach Harry, Malfoy walked back angrily to the castle. Hermione laughed out loud, but her smile soon faded again: the person she had expected never to see again, came her way. It was no one less than Rita Skeeter. She was probably here to make an article about the Nimbus Company, and in the meanwhile trying to get an interview with Harry.
Hermione quickly made a decision and ran to the opposite direction. But Rita had seen her, and she came after her, apparently still not forgotten what Hermione had done to her last year. Hermione ran a little faster towards the castle and went inside. Because she had only a few seconds left, she ran to a statue and hit herself behind it. She waited, but no one came. Silence.
Hermione scared herself to death, when suddenly the door on the left of her opened. It was the door that led to the dungeons. Hermione groaned when Malfoy came out.
When he saw her, his lips curled up in a smile.
"Playing hide and seek, Granger?" he asked.
"Oh shut up, Malfoy!" Hermione said, "I was just hiding for stupid Skeeter."
"Why hide, Granger? She knows that she only has to owl me to ask for some interesting things about you." Malfoy teased.
"Oh, what?" Hermione bit back, "You're my stalker now?"
"Shut up, Mudblood!" Malfoy snarled.
"Shut up yourself, ferret. Or I'll tell Skeeter some things about YOU!" Hermione yelled back.
Before Malfoy could reply, the Entrance door opened. Skeeter's voice was talking to someone.
"Shit!" Malfoy whispered and he quickly inspected the Hallway. The next second, Hermione was pulled inside a dark chamber and the door was pulled shut. Apparently, it was a small chamber, because Hermione was being pressed against Malfoy.
"Euhm Malfoy, why are we in a cupboard?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"Shut up," Malfoy whispered, "Or do you want to give Skeeter another headline story?"
Although she hated Malfoy, she had to admit he was (a bit) right. She heard how Rita Skeeter was discussing something with another witch. The discussion kept during and Hermione's attention turned to her neck, where she felt Malfoy's breath. She tried to assure herself that that wasn't the reason why her heart beated so fast.
Then Malfoy shifted from one leg to another, his body rushed against hers and she could feel every part of his 'atonomy'. A shudder went through her body. 'Stop it' she thought, trying to keep her body under control.
After what seemed an eternity, Rita finally gave up her search for Hermione and left the castle again. Hermione quickly opened the door and went outside. Malfoy quickly followed.
"Since when do you hide for Skeeter?" Hermione asked.
"Since...none of your business." Malfoy bit and he went back to his dungeons.
Hermione looked confused. What was that ferret trying to hide? Maybe his father had ordered him to hide another basilisk, Hermione thought with a smile.
"Oh well, that's just another mystery for Harry to solve..." Hermione muttered to herself and she went back to Quidditch pitch, ignoring the question 'Why did my body respond to his like that?'
The cupboard under the stairs
A few day later
The lessons of the afternoon were cancelled for some reason. That reason became clear soon. When all students had gathered in the Great Hall for lunch, Dumbledore rose.
"Another surprise is on it's way," he said, "All I can ask you for now is to gather on the Quidditch field at two o'clock this afternoon and those who own a broom are asked to bring it with them. Thank you for your attention."
A loud noise of whispers filled the Great Hall.
"Wow, what's that all about?" Ron asked astonished.
"He's not intending to organize a special Quidditch game between the Houses, is he?" Harry asked, lightely panicking. Hermione laughed when she saw his expression.
"I don't think so, Harry." she tried assure him, "Not everyone of the Quidditch teams owns a broom, after all."
The Gryffindor trio left the castle at half past one, to be the first on the Quidditch field. They were surprised to find a huge crowd, that had filled almost half the field. A crowd existing out of young children. McGonagall came to the trio and told Harry, who had brought his Firebolt, to go to his team's changing room. Harry raised an eyebrow and left the field, accompagnied by Ron.
McGonagall, who thought it couldn't hurt to give her best student a small explanation, said: "Professor Dumbledore has allowed the Nimbus Compagny to present their newest broom here. I'm not really an expert when it comes to racing brooms, but as far as I understand, it's some sort of racing broom for children. The Nimbus Compagny believes witches and wizards are never to young to start a Quidditch career. Ridiculous of course! Even at Hogwarts you aren't allowed to have a broom when you're younger than twelve."
"Harry got his broom when he was a first years." Hermione said with a smile.
"Yes, well, Potter was an exception." McGonagall said and she got a pink blush on her cheeks. She said goodbye to Hermione and almost ran to three students who were chasing after some children. Hermione laughed, but her smile quickly faded when she saw Malfoy crossing Hogwarts grounds to the field with an arrogant expression, his Nimbus 2001 in his hand.
He came her way, probably to give her a nasty comment, but he was stopped by a hord of small wizards and witches, who saw that he was carrying a Nimbus. They were so exited, that they almost overran Malfoy, to the amusement of Hermione.
Although Malfoy tried to interest the children with the only thing he was good at (bragging), their attention was quickly drawn by Harry, whose Firebolt twinkled in the sunlight. The children left Malfoy in the middle of his speech and tried to run over Harry now. Some Gryffindors quickly formed a wall around Harry to protect Hogwart's best broom.
While the children tried to reach Harry, Malfoy walked back angrily to the castle. Hermione laughed out loud, but her smile soon faded again: the person she had expected never to see again, came her way. It was no one less than Rita Skeeter. She was probably here to make an article about the Nimbus Company, and in the meanwhile trying to get an interview with Harry.
Hermione quickly made a decision and ran to the opposite direction. But Rita had seen her, and she came after her, apparently still not forgotten what Hermione had done to her last year. Hermione ran a little faster towards the castle and went inside. Because she had only a few seconds left, she ran to a statue and hit herself behind it. She waited, but no one came. Silence.
Hermione scared herself to death, when suddenly the door on the left of her opened. It was the door that led to the dungeons. Hermione groaned when Malfoy came out.
When he saw her, his lips curled up in a smile.
"Playing hide and seek, Granger?" he asked.
"Oh shut up, Malfoy!" Hermione said, "I was just hiding for stupid Skeeter."
"Why hide, Granger? She knows that she only has to owl me to ask for some interesting things about you." Malfoy teased.
"Oh, what?" Hermione bit back, "You're my stalker now?"
"Shut up, Mudblood!" Malfoy snarled.
"Shut up yourself, ferret. Or I'll tell Skeeter some things about YOU!" Hermione yelled back.
Before Malfoy could reply, the Entrance door opened. Skeeter's voice was talking to someone.
"Shit!" Malfoy whispered and he quickly inspected the Hallway. The next second, Hermione was pulled inside a dark chamber and the door was pulled shut. Apparently, it was a small chamber, because Hermione was being pressed against Malfoy.
"Euhm Malfoy, why are we in a cupboard?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"Shut up," Malfoy whispered, "Or do you want to give Skeeter another headline story?"
Although she hated Malfoy, she had to admit he was (a bit) right. She heard how Rita Skeeter was discussing something with another witch. The discussion kept during and Hermione's attention turned to her neck, where she felt Malfoy's breath. She tried to assure herself that that wasn't the reason why her heart beated so fast.
Then Malfoy shifted from one leg to another, his body rushed against hers and she could feel every part of his 'atonomy'. A shudder went through her body. 'Stop it' she thought, trying to keep her body under control.
After what seemed an eternity, Rita finally gave up her search for Hermione and left the castle again. Hermione quickly opened the door and went outside. Malfoy quickly followed.
"Since when do you hide for Skeeter?" Hermione asked.
"Since...none of your business." Malfoy bit and he went back to his dungeons.
Hermione looked confused. What was that ferret trying to hide? Maybe his father had ordered him to hide another basilisk, Hermione thought with a smile.
"Oh well, that's just another mystery for Harry to solve..." Hermione muttered to herself and she went back to Quidditch pitch, ignoring the question 'Why did my body respond to his like that?'