Hell harbours no forgiveness.
Chapter three.
Hermione was shocked to say the least. As he stormed out of the classroom she saw Harry and Ron throw worried glanced toward one another before hurrying over to her.
"What happened?" Harry asked quietly.
"Well, lets just say he's not a death eater" she sighed as she sank onto her stool.
Rons eyes went wide. "You actually asked him?"
"No no don't be stupid Ronald" she snapped as she shoved her potions book back into her bag. "He caught me looking at his arm."
"No dark mark" Harry muttered carching on.
"But he could of used a glamour right Hermione?" Ron asked, looking hopefully down at her.
She shook her head. "From what I know about the mark" she looked around to check no one was listening. "Voldemort wants it show off, make sure his followers are proud of it you know?"
"So no glamour can hide" Harry added nodding.
"Yes and it can never be removed."
"Even after his death?" Ron asked, his eyes wide once again.
"Im not sure about that" she shrugged as she stood up and began to walk out of the classroom.
"He could still be a Death Eater though" Ron continued as he and Harry caught up with her. "He could just not have been initiated yet."
"He's right Hermione" Harry said as they made their way into the great hall.
"Hmmm" she murmured as she took a seat next to Ginny. With the way he had reacted to her looking for his mark she had become less than certain about his connection to the dark side. But he was a Slytherin after all, she couldn't let her guard down over a silly assumption.
They chatted through dinner about upcoming Quidditch trials and homework when suddenly Ron hiccuped and a slug came slithering out of his mouth.
Ginny shrieked and jumped up causing the chatter in the hall to cease and everyone to turn to look at the commotion coming from the Gryfindor table.
"Ron what the he-" Harry stopped mid sentence as he too hiccuped and a slug fell onto a table earning a shriek from Lavender Brown.
Hermione looked around to see a very smug looking Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini.
Blaise raised an eyebrow at her as he rolled his sleeves up.
"Oh very mature" she growled as she stood up. "Help me take them to the hospital wing will you Gin"
She sighed as she helped Ron out of his seat.
"Sure" Ginny said staring hesitantly at Harry as a fourth slug fell from his mouth to the table before helping him to his feet.
"Fucking - hiccup - Slytherins" Ron snarled between hiccups.
A loud bark of laughter erupted from the Slytherin table as a huge slug slithered from Harrys mouth and Hermione shook her head. "Pathetic" she repeated as she made her way to the hospital wing.
Madame Pomfrey frowned as the two Boys sat on the bed hunched over buckets.
"Honestly you'd think that this silly rivalry would of stopped wothin seventh year!" She said as she watched Ron hiccup another slug. "But no it just gets worse and worse!" She threw her hands in the air dramatically as she walked to the other side of the room.
"How - hiccup -long did she say it would last?" Harry ground out.
Ginny gagged as the slug made a slapping sound as it hit the bucket. "About thirty more minuets."
"Ahhh" Ron groanes. "Tastes - hiccup- Disgusting!"
"Well I didn't expect it would taste like pumpkin pie" muttered Hermione as she watched the two boys look glumly into their buckets.
"Well get them -hiccup- back" Harry groaned.
Ginny and Ron nodded in unison a Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Yes, how very mature of you"
"We cant just let -hiccup- them get away with it Hermione" Ron shouted back.
"He's right" nodded Ginny "for once"
Harry nodded aswell a Hermione resigned herself to silence as they waited for the hex to die out.
Twenty minuets later they left the hospital wing and made their way to their last lessons.
Hermione entered her transfiguration class to see Malfoy smirking up at her.
"Slug got your tongue Granger?" He cocked an eyebrow as Crabbe laughed dramatically next to him.
"Mature as ever Malfoy" she took her seat and pulled out a roll of parchment.
She felt a presence behind her back and she tensed.
"Listen mudblood" Malfoy whispered coldly into her ear. "Do not accuse innocent people of being death eaters." His cold breath sent shivers up her spine. "Or else."
He began to walk of as she turned around.
"Im not afraid of you Malfoy."
He smirked and nodded as Mcgonagall hurried into the classroom and began the lesson.
That night in the Gryfindor tower she sat perched over her potions book. The next potion they were to brew was skelle-gro.
Although simple enough to an advanced mind Hermione wanted to make sure she knew everything the Slytherin could possibly know.
On that thought a smug looking Ginny, a smiling Ron and a laughing Harry entered the room.
They all stopped and stared straight faced at Hermione when they noticed her.
"And where have you been?"
Ron and Harry nudged eachother before finally pushing Ginny to the front.
"Ginny?" Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"We-I- well Ron - went for a walk?"
"Wrong answer" she mumbled as she picked up her book and stormed up the stairs. She turned as she opened the door. "Off to bed! All of you!"