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Gender Changing Toffees Chapter Five:

The Curse

To Draco it seemed like it had been only ten minutes before he awoke. Someone was annoyingly tugging at his shoulder and yelling impatiently. He groaned and rolled over to face his tormentor. He had expected it to be Hermione's face looming anxiously over his, but instead he saw golden locks and recognized that the person who had awakened him as Lavender Brown.

"DIANA! Hermione told me to come and get you right away, the dinner is about to start!" she said crossly. Obviously this was something she had been saying for quite some time now. It took Draco a few moments to register that Lavender had been indeed talking to him. He was still not used to his name. He groaned again and sat up slowly from the bed.

"Whaddayousay?" he asked sleepily. Lavender rolled her eyes and pointed to the door exiting the dormitory.

"I said, you nitwit, that Hermione Granger told me to come in here and get you because the dinner is about to begin!" Draco's mind instantly sharpened and he threw off his blankets. He was going to be bloody late to the dinner! It took him a minute or so more to realize that Lavender was still there. He had assumed that she had left.

"What?" he snapped at the young Gryffindor. Lavender raised her eyebrows at his sharp manner. She was not about to be intimidated by this new girl.

"Well, I am supposed to show you to the great hall. That's what Hermione told me." she said with an air of authority. Draco bit back a sharp retort, instead shrugging his shoulders in a careless way. He had forgotten his role as the lost, new transfer student.

"Right. Sorry for my behavior. I'm worthless until I've been up for an hour or so." he held out his hand for her to shake it, "My name is Diana Albert, and you are…?" he trailed off. Lavender beamed at him and embraced him in a friendly hug. Draco's first impulse was to shove her from him, but all the girls these days hugged. And it would make him appear weird and unusual if he wasn't receptive. So he hugged her back. Thankfully the embrace didn't last long.

"Lavender Brown. But all my friends call me Lav." she answered his question. Draco nodded his head. Inwardly he was thinking that he would rather be caught dead than call her Lav.

"Lets be good friends, ok?" she asked bubbly. She was really pushing her luck, that girl was. Draco forced a smile and managed to choke out an 'ok'. He would have told her that he was wearing bright pink knickers if he thought it would shut her up. Before she could add in any more friendly comments Draco drew her attention back to the matter at hand.

"We should be leaving now, I can't be late for the dinner." he said bluntly. Lavender squeaked and covered her mouth with her hand.

"Of course! I completely forgot! It's this way, just follow me!" she squealed. It made Draco cringe. He hated girls squealing. Lavender enthusiastically showed him all the details on the way to the hall. Everything from the girls restrooms to any portrait that she just insisted he chat with. If they had not reached the great hall as soon as they did, he might have killed her. As soon as they set foot in the hall, Lavender began bouncing up and down. She was trying to catch the attention of a pretty Indian girl setting at the end of the Gryffindor table. Draco assumed that it was Parvati. Lavender caught Parvati's eye. She instantly began motioning rapidly with her hands, and moving her mouth around as if saying something. Draco had seen girls do that before. It was that weird secret bond that girls seemed to have where they would wave their hands, move their mouths, and the other girl would immediately know what she was talking about. Draco thought the whole act was ridiculous. It took a while but eventually Lavender turned to Draco.

"Do you want to set with me and my friend Parvati?" she asked. Draco glanced at the table to spot Hermione. She was setting by the wonder boys. Parvati was a good yard or so from them. He would rather listen to Lavender and Parvati all day than watch Weasel boy drooling over him.

"Sure, that sounds nice." he said smiling. Lavender looped her arm in his- how disgusting- and dragged him over to Parvati. She sat by her friend and motioned for Draco to set in front of them on the other side.

"So, there's all this gossip going on about you. Tell us, what's your story?" asked Parvati bluntly. Draco was a bit taken back. No hello, no greeting. These girls got straight to the point.

"My name is Diana Albert. I am an exchange student from Salem's School of Sorcery in America." he replied, much like a message machine. The two girls rolled their eyes. And Lavender sighed.

"We know that. Obviously. We want to know the good stuff. I mean, is it true what they say about you and Snape? She asked. Draco's eyes bugged out and he was half sure that he had gasped.

"What do they say about me and Snape?" he wondered. Lavender giggled and glanced at the table where their potions professor was setting.

"Oh you know. Pansy Parkinson just swears that she saw you drift into his office in the early hours of the morning. Oh come on, don't pretend you didn't. There are other witnesses!" she said early. She leaned in to get Draco's answer.

"Bloody hell, no! Never!" he insisted. He was disgusted by the mere thought of anyone being romantically interested in Snape. Let alone himself! Lavender smiled sweetly and shook her head as if she didn't believe him.

"Hey, we don't blame you. Snape is quite handsome if you ask me." She looked at him curiously, waiting for him to respond. Draco felt frozen. He didn't think he could respond. He was so disgusted by the thought that she had put into his head that he wanted to gag. Snape. Handsome. He heard the two words, but could not mentally put them together. And she thought there was something between them!

"How can you even think he's good looking?" he asked unbelievably. Was it even humanly possible for someone to think Snape was good looking? Lavender giggled annoyingly and blushed.

"Well he's got the whole tall, dark, handsome thing going for him. He's brilliant. And he has that mystery about him too." Parvati giggled. Draco's mouth gaped open. He could not believe this. These two pigheaded giggly girls had a crush on Snape! Did girls talk about this kind of stuff all of the time?

"You know, that Ron's quite a catch too. I can't wait for him and Hermione to split." she said dreamily. Draco's brain could not handle this. Weasel! People liked Weasel! Ron had nothing on Draco. He was a tall freckly stick! Wait... what was that about Hermione and Ron splitting up?

"Granger and Weasel are going to break up?" he asked curiously. Lavender through him an unbelievable look.

"Of course! Ron cannot stay with one girl for long. And honestly, Hermione's not even that pretty. He's only dating her because she likes him and he feels bad for her. Besides…" she got quiet and trailed off. But she obviously wanted Draco to ask what.

"What?" he asked, mostly to humor her. But there was a part of him that was curious about the whole thing. She giggled airily and tossed her long blonde curls over her shoulder in an I-think-I'm-so-important way.

"Oh nothing that I can say. Just trust me, they won't last. Besides, he would much better suited with me. Don't you think, Parvati?" she asked. This was a speech Parvati had obviously heard before, as she responded promptly.

"Of course!" she confirmed. Draco rolled his eyes. Girls. Did they always gossip this much? And they barely knew Draco. What did they talk about with the people they did know? More importantly, did this subculture of gossiping giggling girls ever talk about Draco?

"What about that boy, the one that went to my school. Draco Malfoy? What do you girls think of him?" he asked. But he made sure that it was in a very offhand way. Lavender scrunched up her nose, Parvati likewise.

"He's rather handsome, but a snob. He dates all the easy girls, and you know he only does it because he wants a piece of action. He's also rude and arrogant." she said.

"But cute." Parvati added. Lavender nodded reluctantly.

"Too bad he's such a jerk though." she sighed. Parvati, who by now Draco realized was Lavender's lap dog, sighed after her. So those girls thought he was cute. That was refreshing to know. But a jerk. Still, that was the reputation he was aiming for he supposed. Parvati was about to add something else when a hush fell over the people in the great hall. Draco turned his head to see that Dumbledore had stood up and was about to speak. He waited for the last few chattering students to hush, then he smiled at everyone in the hall. Draco had a bad feeling that this was not going to be good.

"Tonight is a very special dinner. As many of you have probably heard by now, we have a guest amongst our school. Hogwarts recently participated in a student exchange program with Salem's School of Sorcery in America. Young Draco Malfoy went to America, and we were graced with the presence of Diana Albert." he paused while the crowd clapped politely and turned to glance at their visitor. Draco prayed the old geezer wouldn't take long. He hated it when everyone was goggling at him. It made him nervous. Dumbledore's booming voice continued, "Miss Albert here will be staying with us until the program is completed. I expect you to all treat her with the courtesy and respect befitting of a Hogwarts student. Now, let the feast begin." Dumbledore concluded. Then with a slight wave of his hand, the tables all filled with food. Draco let out a long breath of silent thanks that he didn't have to do a speech or anything. Draco's stomach growled, interrupting his thoughts. He hadn't eaten in forever.

Draco was in the midst of grabbing a tender looking piece of chicken to his already enormous plate when he felt a slight tap on his shoulder. Annoyed, he turned around to see Colin Creevy blushing furiously and working his mouth as if he wanted to say something. The kid should be called Colin Creepy.

"Diana, uh, I'm Colin Creevy. I was wondering if you would like to set with me? You can meet some more of the other Gryffindor's." he said in an oddly high pitched voice. Draco shook his head.

"Sorry, I'm chatting with uh, Lavender and Parvati here. Maybe another time." Collin looked crushed but agreed, another time. As soon as he was gone Lavender began snickering.

"What?" Draco asked her. She widened her eyes in what he supposed was mock surprise.

"Colin likes you." she giggled. Parvati scowled and pushed around her mashed potatoes. There was something here that Draco was missing.

"What about it?" he asked slowly. Parvati looked up from her plate and glared at Lavender. Before she had looked like she was going to say something, a juicy piece of gossip, but she immediately quieted.

"He just likes you, that's all." she replied. But it was too late, Draco had already realized what was going on. Parvati fancied Colin- Merlin knows why. An uncomfortable silence ensued. Lavender giggled nervously, looking at Parvati every now and then. She tried to talk to her also, but the angry girl would just ignore her and pretend as if she hadn't heard her. This was all highly amusing to Draco. Finally Lavender got fed up with it, and stood to leave the table in an angry huff. She glared at Parvati and spoke loudly to Draco, as so the girl could over hear.

"Sorry, Diana, but I cannot stand the company. I'll see you later." she practically shouted. As she stalked off, Parvati sighed and gave Draco an apologetic look.

"I'd better go apologize. See you around Diana." she said sadly. She grabbed her bag and, after waving goodbye to Draco, followed her friend. This left Draco completely alone. And that was exactly what he needed. He ate some of his food, but soon realized that he had gotten way to much and pushed his plate away, preferring to survey those around him. The Gryffindor table looked rather as it usually did, but the Slytherin's were whispering and Draco could tell there was something up. Pansy looked crushed and teary, and Crabe and Goyle lost. He supposed they were all hurt that he hadn't told them about his 'leaving for America'. Pansy caught his eye and for a moment he wanted to smile at her, but she sneered and turned around. He had forgotten again that she didn't know who he was. He was musing over the lost looking Slytherin's when he noticed a few people setting down by him. Three bodies sat down on the table. Ron Weasley grinned at him on his right, and Harry from his front. Hermione sat beside Harry and was scowling so that it was rather apparent that none of this was her idea at all. She crossed her arms around her chest and seemed determined not to meet Draco's eyes.

"So Diana, how are you?" Ron asked. Draco smiled and twirled a loose strand of his hair.

"Oh, I've been alright I suppose. You?"

"The same." he replied. He was staring at her and smiling all goofily again. Across the table Hermione was talking to Harry loudly about their Potions homework. She was trying hard to pretend that Ron and Diana weren't there. He wanted to make her mad again. He knew it was childish, but he did.

"You are such a cutie Ron. When do you plan to break up with that girl of yours?" he asked silkily. That got her attention. Her and Harry's heads snapped around to hear Ron's reply. He blushed furiously and wrung his hands.

"I don't know." he said. This earned him a very disgusted look from Hermione, so he quickly changed his tone and said, "I mean never, never ever." But the damage was done. Hermione stood up, visibly shaking.

"Ronald Weasley, if you want to break up with me then do it!" she shouted. Several Gryffindor's turned to see what the commotion was about. This caused Ron to blush further.

"No, Hermione, of course I don't-" Hermione cut him off by a sharp slap to the face.

"Don't you dare lie to me Ronald! I have known for two weeks about you and Lavender! So don't you dare go and lie to me!" She shouted. Ron winced and opened his mouth. Then closed it. A bright red mark was beginning to spread across his cheek. Draco absentmindedly touched his own face where Hermione had hit him last. He almost felt sorry for Ron.

"Mione, nothing happened between us, I swear it!" Ron professed. Hermione gave him a look of disgust, grabbed up Harry's goblet of pumpkin juice, and before any of them could guess what she was going to do, emptied the cup over Ron's head. Sweet, sticky orange juice clung to Ron's red hair and stuck to his robes. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at her. It got very, very quiet. Hermione was very red in the face and was breathing heavily. Her eyes were also, Draco noticed, beginning to tear up. But she didn't cry.

"Liar." she said, her voice cracking. And then she ran out of the hall. Ron was left, stunned. He touched a hand to his face, then his hair. He was a mess. Harry was goggling at him and Draco could feel the shock the boy was feeling.

"Ron…?" he asked. Ron sighed and laid his head on the table.

"Yeah. It's true." he said meekly. He was expecting Harry to be sympathetic, but the boy was anything but. His eyes flamed and stood up angrily.

"I can't believe you. Merlin Ron, you are the biggest bloody git ever! How could you do something like that to her?" he stormed. Ron by now was getting angry too.

"I didn't know I had to tell you everything about my life! It was none of your business!" he shouted. Harry looked ready to punch him.

"You are pathetic Ron. I can't believe you! If you ever hurt her like that again I am going to kill you!" he exclaimed. Ron stood up now, facing Harry. He reached for his wand, but before he could get it Harry was gone in the same direction that Hermione had went. The instant he left Lavender came running up to Ron.

"Ron! Oh my poor baby, I am so sorry!" she cried. Ron sighed and patted her hand.

"It had to come out eventually Lav." he said, pretending to sound brave and macho. Draco raised his eyebrow as Lavender smiled at him, kissed his nose, and began wiping the drink off his hair and face. She cooed comfortingly as she did so. Draco had had more than enough of this disturbing display of affection. He left the hall and began to walk to the Common Room. It took him a while, and he eventually had to ask a third year Gryffindor, but he eventually made it to the portrait. The fat lady raised her eyebrow, and held out her hand.

"Password?" she asked. Draco groaned. The bloody password! He had forgotten it! HE pressed his fingers to his temples, trying to recall it. Gillyweed! Smiling triumphantly, he repeated the password. But the Fat Lady shook her large head.

"That is not the correct password." she said.

"It is too. Or was yesterday." he retorted angrily. She shook her head again, sending ripples of fat along her double chin.

"The password changed. There was, I believe, a notice in the common room." she snapped. She obviously was not enjoying this conversation. "I just simply cannot let you in without the password." she finished. Draco begged. He pleaded. But she just would not back down. Finally he sat down beside her and waited for someone to come. Unfortunately most everyone was still at the dinner. So Draco imagined he had quite a while to wait. Surprisingly however, it was only about 20 minutes before he heard someone stomping up the stairs. Hermione Granger's familiar face peeked at him from the staircase.

"What are you doing out here and not at dinner?" she asked. Draco wrinkled his nose, wasn't she supposed to be off somewhere crying?

"Why aren't you at dinner?" he replied. Hermione sighed and shrugged her shoulders, making her bushy hair bounce slightly.

"Fine. I won't ask, you won't ask." She walked over to the Fat Lady, who smiled graciously.

"Password?" she asked. Hermione smiled politely.

"Wrackspurt" she said, with some distaste.

"What is a rack spurt? Draco couldn't help but ask as the Fat Lady swung inward and the two stepped in the common room. Hermione frowned and scrunched up her nose.

"It is supposedly an invisible creature whom floats around your ears and makes your brain go fuzzy." she answered.

"Supposedly?"

"Supposedly. Luna Lovegood claims it exists anyways. Vi heard her telling someone or another about it and when she told the Fat Lady, the Fat Lady found it delightful and made it the new password." Hermione said. But it was obvious that she didn't believe it. And if it came from Loony Lovegood than Draco certainly didn't believe it either. He smiled. The mere idea of a wackswatsit or whatever it was called was insane. Hermione must have caught him smiling because she smiled softly too.

"You should smile more often." she told him. Draco looked at her in surprise.

"Why?" he asked.

"It makes you look almost human. Instead of the blank robot you usually look like." she said. Draco was confused.

"What's a robot?" he wondered. Hermione sighed.

"It's a muggle contraption. It's a device that looks like a human. Muggle. But it's made of metal and-" She paused as she caught sight of Draco's helplessly confused expression. "Oh never mind." she laughed. Draco smiled, even thought he knew she was sort of laughing at him.

"You should laugh more." he told her. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him questioningly.

"Why?" she questioned.

"It makes you not look so uptight all the time." he told her. Hermione smiled and blushed just slightly.

"Well." Was all she said. Draco smiled, thinking to himself that he had just made pleasant conversation with Granger. Hermione was thinking something similar. Then she remembered that there was something she needed to tell him about.

"Oh, I completely forgot. On Wednesday we have a meeting. Fred and George will be coming and you and I will meet them in Snape's classroom to start on your antidote. Professor Snape would be there, but Dumbledore has him working on something important. So it will be just the four of us." she informed him. Draco was bit upset that he would miss Hogsmeade, but the idea of spending time with Hermione was becoming to seem less and less disgusting to him.

"Oh, alright." he said shortly. Hermione nodded her head. About that time the doors to the common room opened and Ron stepped in flanked by Lavender. The two were giggling but they stopped when they saw Hermione and Diana. Ron paled and he dropped his hand from Lavenders.

"Err, hi Hermione." he said meekly. Hermione stared at him and Lavender. She seemed speechless. But of course she eventually found her voice.

"I think I need to be going to bed now. I'm…I'm not feeling well." she blurted, then rushed up the stairs. She held her hand up to her face and Draco was willing to bet she had started to cry. Ron shrugged in a helpless way and smiled at Diana.

"Nice to see you again." he greeted. Draco was done with him though, now that him and Hermione were over there was no reason for him to lead Ron on. At least that's what he told himself. Deep down he knew there was more to it, but he ignored that. Besides, Lavender was giving him some awful looks. He knew how protective girls could be over their guys.

"Hi Ron. I'm feeling a bit tired myself, I think I'll retire." he told the red head.

"Night." Ron told him.

"Don't wait up for me!" Lavender added. Draco assumed this was her way of telling him to back off. Whatever, he thought. Draco resumed his walk up the staircase. He was about to open the door when he heard sniffling coming from inside. Granger. Draco opened the door to find her setting on her bed, holding a stuffed dragon. She had obviously been crying. Hermione looked up at him through her bleary eyes.

"It's you." she said. Draco nodded.

"In the flesh." he replied. Hermione bit her lip, letting a bright tear escape her eye. This was not good. Draco actually was beginning to feel bad. This was his fault. And here she was, setting on her bed, crying. He sighed and sat down on the end of her perfectly made bed.

"I'm sorry." he apologized. Hermione looked at him, confused.

"For what?" she asked. Draco rolled his eyes and gestured towards her tears.

"For causing you and Ron to break up." he told her. Hermione smiled sadly and shook her head.

"No, this was bound to happen sooner or later. It's his fault, not yours. Well, and Lavender I suppose." she added the last name with a grimace. Then she began bawling again. Draco panicked. What was he supposed to do? What did you do to girls when they cried? He just set there awkwardly. Thankfully she didn't cry for long. After a few minutes her tears subsided and she began to dry her eyes.

"So sorry, I shouldn't have let myself get so worked up over this. Really. And thank you for listening." she said, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue. Draco didn't know what to say. Granger thanking him was a shock. Probably as much as him saying he was sorry to her was.

"Uh, you're welcome." he said. Hermione finished drying her eyes, leaned over, and brushed her lips lightly across Draco's cheek. Although his face remained motionless, he was exploding with emotions inside. The moment that her lips had touched his face, he had felt something like electricity shoot through him. He couldn't explain it. He knew she meant it in a friendly way- how many times had he seen her kiss Ron and Harry on the cheek? But still. Draco didn't like feeling good when she kissed him. As a matter of a fact, it scared him. Because he couldn't like Granger. Even as a friend. So Draco said he needed to go to the bathroom and got up. Hermione was completely oblivious to ant effect whatsoever she had had upon him. As soon as Draco got to the bathroom he turned on the water tap and splashed his face with cool icy water several times. It made him feel much better. Draco sighed and realized that he needed to pee. His underwear seemed slightly wet. He sat down on the toilet- that in itself still took some getting used to. But when he pulled down his pants, he nearly fainted. There was blood! What was happening? Was he changing back into a guy? Was he dying? Or…no. Draco shook his head. Men didn't talk about that stuff. It couldn't be. It just couldn't. But that seemed like the only explanation. He didn't know what to do. Most girls went to their mothers when this happened, he knew that. But he couldn't. What was he to do?

"Granger, I need your help!" he shouted through the door. Dumbledore had told him Hermione could help with girl questions. And being a girl he assumed she would know about this. He heard Hermione get up and walk to the door.

"What?" she asked. Draco didn't know what to say. Or how to say it. He didn't want to say it.

"You know that…uh… thing girls… get? Well- uh, I…think I …got it." he choked out.

"What do you mean?" she asked through the door. For the love of Merlin, was he going to have to say it?

"Uh, my…." Draco couldn't bring himself to say period. He just couldn't. Men avoided the word at all costs. Even when talking about grammar, they preferred to use the word dot. Or end.

"You know. That thing. At an end of a sentence…" he trailed off. Through the door he heard Hermione take a sharp breath. She hoped she was wrong. Oh Merlin, she hoped that this wasn't what she thought it was. She could not do this. Draco Malfoy could not have gotten his first period.