You're going to all kill me. No seriously, I can see the Grim Reaper in my cupboard ready with his hook of death, awaiting your orders.
I was going to wait until I finished the story to mention it, but since it's almost a chapter away, the story has been RE-MASTERED.
It wouldn't have to have been, had I planned it better, alas, organisation isn't one of my strong points.
This means certain aspects of the story have changed: merged chapters, extra bits and the development of new characters from earlier on.
But I've made it slightly easier and given you a list of the chapters that have been altered, NOT CHANGED:
Most of the earlier shorter chapters have been merged
New letters by Shane and Jeremy have been added on chapters: 2, 3, 6, 7, 10, 11
But I'm sure you'll understand it even if you read this chapter first and go back to the others.
I apologise like ten-fold, especially to the loyal ones. I've been a terrible updater and you readers should throttle me.
To the review who commented on my apostrophise, I seriously didn't mind. I appreciate constructive criticism and I've tried doubly hard to correct my mistakes! So thanks.
And to all the others that have reviewed, I am very grateful and grateful! I hope this chapter suffices for my bad updating.
So, so very bloody sorry!
Next one should be up in a week or two.
Chapter TWELVE: Suspicions, Nuts and a Stupid Ending
Tuesday 24/7- Thursday 26/7
Shane,
You're really pushing the line you know that. I don't think we can do it. I've had enough. I've dropped the charges, and you're getting too ahead of yourself.
Just like your father and he died, I'd watch it if I were you.
The deals off, I'm playing too many people here: you, Malfoy, Xavier and the Mudblood. NO more.
Maybe you should stop it too. I'd hate to give you in. I just don't see why you're getting revenge on the Mudblood for helping murder Voldemort, he did kill you're family after all.
Jonkson
To: Hermione
From: Ginny
Re: Nuts
While I was walking to work today (I happened to find some new restaurants and men I would like to check out) I casually picked up an issue of Good Morning London, and was flicking through it, we should like SO steal some of their ideas, and I didn't find anything by Aneen. Nothing, zilch, zip nada nothing.
I even bought the newspaper so check it out thoroughly. It's probably her day off right? Maybe something is wrong? Have you ever seen her not working?
Strange.
Gin
P.S. You should read what their Food Critic writes. BORING. He's talking about the risks cashews and peanuts have to allergy sufferers. I can't believe he beat me last year at the reward thing…Nuts… puhlease.
To: Ginny
From: Hermione
Re: Are…
…you sure you're not going nuts?
She's probably sick or maybe she writes on the weekends…or maybe…do you think Jonks has paid her a visit? God Ginny!
Let's go see her in our lunch break. We'll floo over!
To: Hermione
From: Gin
Re: Now
Who's going nuts?
Okay. But can we not stay for long I want to try the new restaurant I walked past.
Gin
Diary of Shane Nigen
I can't believe it; the idiot actually dropped the charges. I can't believe he did it and gave me cheek, the ungrateful asshole.
I sometimes laugh at what we were doing; how immature it was, how the craving of revenge is so sweet to a sour mouth.
It's not a big deal, we weren't breaking any laws going through the Muggle system, I don't get why he did it. I so wanted to use an Unforgivable, to yet again speak its name as I did to the traitor Snape.
But now I can't…or can I…yes…yes I can and get back at all three of them; Jonks, Malfoy and Granger.
Brilliant.
To: Hermione; Ginny
From: Sharmayne
Re: Aneen
Darlings, I accidentally overheard what you two were gossiping about and at first I found it quite strange, you know about the whole Aneen thing about how she hasn't written anything in her columns (I bought in a copy of GML in the office just to get Carl riled up, it was a success mind you) and I couldn't find anything.
So I did a little snooping of my own and it turns out as few days after she got there, she hastily (imagine a fat man chasing a juicy seasoned running pig, I tell you it can be quite fast) LEFT. She QUIT. Just like that. As if Schwartz crystals were selling 5c a pop!
I thought I'd let you two know, I also tried contacting her a few times and she never picked up. Oh, our precious dear, I hope she's alright!
Tata darlings,
Sharmayne
XOXOXOXOX
To: Hermione
From: Gin
Re: Aneen
"Accidentally overheard" that's a classic.
If she's not at work or at home, where could she be? Holidays perhaps? I knew we should've blown her door down.
Gin
P.S. That waiter was like so totally hot, like oh my god.
To: Gin
From: Herm
Re: The waiter
My god, are you trying to impersonate those teenagers eying out the waiter? I wanted to barf, but the food was too yummy!
I'm worried; she would've told someone right? If she is going somewhere that is….oh my god, it's all Jonks' fault.
What are we going to do…besides blow down her door- real discreet Gin.
Hermione
To: Draco
From: Hermione
Re: Look
I know there's no more court case, which is great because I don't have to spend more time with you, but I think Jonks has gone out to get Aneen! I'm worried about her, she's never at work- possibly because she quit her new job two days after she got there, stupid girl- but that's beside the point. We went to her house and nobody answered and well….something's not right.
You were in the Dark league for a while, what's Jonks' story?
Hermione Granger
To: Hermione Granger
From: Draco
Re: Um…
Granger what makes you think I care? The court case is no more, which is kinda like you and I: NO MORE contact, I was relishing the past few days and then you had to email me; bloody muggle technology.
I don't know what's happening Granger, maybe you should ask my annoying cousin and leave me out of it, got it.
I. Don't. Care.
Tata,
Malfoy.
To: Draco
From: Hermione
Re: Up yours
You conceited arrogant, barge assed prick.
To: Draco
From: Josh
Re: OOOKAY
You sound like a kookaburra with diarrhoea, or is that just your laugh?
Josh
To: Josh
From: Draco
Re: Oh
Shut up.
It's just Granger and her vulgarity, amusing at times.
Draco
To: Hermione
From: Gin
Re: Are you…
Okay? Actually I wanted to ask your keyboard that, you're pressing hard enough.
I just had a wave of creativity splash on my face: we have to paint these walls.
Maybe we should ask Michaels sister Amy. You know that short blonde annoying one who's always trying to find a fault in everybody? She's an interior designer right?
Haha!
Gin
To: Hermione
From: Draco
Re: lol
Awe, I'll miss your words full of love and comfort.
Have you tried blowing up her door?
Draco
Dear Ms Weasley,
This is just a notice informing you that your test results from your visit a few months have arrived and we apologise for the wait. We urge you to visit St Mungoes as soon as possible.
Thankyou,
Dr Lee Jordan
To: Ginny
From: Hermione
Re: Flies
Have you noticed the office has a bug infestation? I swear to you there's this little fly thing that keeps stalking me or something. I keep shooing the bastard off, flinging my arms around like an out of control propeller and Ted looks at me and thinks I'm high on bug spray.
Is it just me or have you noticed too?
Herm.
To: Hermione
From: Ginny
Re: Flies
Ooooooooookkkkkkkay.
That was random: flies?
I think Ted's got the right idea; it wasn't the cheap Aldi brand as it?
Gin
P.S. I've um, got to go somewhere now. Could you let Carl know please, can't explain now, I'll see you tomorrow.
To: Draco
From: Hermione
Re: …
Instead of blowing it down, how about I blow you up?
I'd hate to waste a tree, but I think the world could do without a moron like you.
Hermione
To: Hermione
From: Draco
Re: Oh
I'm touched I really am.
I'd like to see you try Granger.
Draco
To: Draco
From: Hermione
Re: is that…
A challenge?
To: Hermione
From: Draco
Re: Yep
Sure is.
Come on, surprise me.
Diary of Shane Nigen
Two more days.
Just two more days and I'll have her and him too.
Yep, Malfoy will look for her - even if he doesn't want to admit it, he likes her.
They emailed each other today, Granger concerned about Aneen, but they wont find her either, she's long gone.
Those two are so stupid, and you'd believe it if you read the emails they send each other.
Their naivety makes me sick.
Oh well, all the better when they're both gone.
Jonks too.
To: Marz
From: Josh
Re: Hello
I thought a law firm was supposed to be a quite place were asshole lawyers tried to help moron people who were suing each other for stealing tissues.
Thank god I don't work in that Law firm! Haha!
Hermione just apparated into Draco's office, and I reckon scared the shit of him. I tried to listen in, well I really didn't have to try they were yelling at each other loud enough, and then Draco put a silencing spell on his office, dammit.
Then I tried to poke through the keyhole, and well, could you please book an appointment with the eye specialist?
I'll get back to you as the news unfolds.
Joshua Grey,
MGF Law Firm
Gossip News
…………………………………………………………………………………………
DIARY OF DRACO MALFOY
24/7
Women.
I think that's a self-explanatory introduction. The theory that you can't live with them and without them needs to be crucially altered and quick; because I tell you now, I sure as shit could live without a curly brunette at the moment.
So I challenged her to a battle of the wits through the safe translation of emails, and she scares the shit out of me, automatically adding a physical appeal to the whole situation ( though I wouldn't have minded it horizontally, I don't think an office desk with an idiot peeping through the keyhole is very romantic).
Granger, miss Know-it-All or wants-to-know-it-all-and-will-drag-you-into-it-too, came to me of all people, apparated in mind you, about a missing friend of hers; who is probably out having a rendezvous or shagging someone senseless.
She's concerned because her friend, Aneen, has lost complete touch with the world, and Granger thinks it's all Jonks' fault. Typical woman blaming a man, you don't see THAT everyday.
And mate, I'm kicking myself. But she was just going on and on giving me all her reasons about why she thinks she's been kidnapped blah blah blah, I had to give in.
No seriously, I HAD to, just to shut the little witch up.
So I agreed to help her out, on the condition she doesn't annoy me anymore and after we solve this issue she leaves me alone forever.
She smiled and threw herself on me, no not in that way you sick thing, she hugged me. I don't think she even realised what she did, and had it not been for my impeccable strength and hours of working out, I would've fallen over and she on top of me.
Dammit.
So I'm seeing her tomorrow.
Women
DIARY OF HERMIONE GRANGER
24/7
Oh my good God.
I jumped-hugged Malfoy.
Oh shit
Wednesday 25/7
To: Gin
From: Hermione
Re: Hey
Hey Gin,
Are you okay? You left pretty quickly yesterday and well it's nearly lunchtime and you haven't shown up for work yet. I'm worried about you.
Anyways, Ted, Draco and I are going out to lunch today, don't ask how I dragged Draco into this whole Aneen thing, but let me tell you it involved a jump-hug.
I can still feel his muscles on me.
Hermione
To: Hermione
From: Ted
Re: My God
What a sweetie you have tucked away under your little arm, missy. I mean I know I saw him a while back, but I think he's been working out.
I'd like to take a chunk of that sink into my teeth.
Oh don't worry sugar, he's all yours.
Did something happen between you two lately? Because I've never seen your cheeks so red in my life. Well actually, unless you count that time when the air-conditioned stuffed up, and it was over 38 degrees and you ate chilli….
Classic.
Well darl, I know you're in a rush so I'll leave you two up to the task of finding our little Aneen.
Mwa,
Ted
To: Josh
From: Draco
Re: HELP
I know it's late, but I'm in a dilemma!
You know Amy, that chick you set me up with? Well she emailed me a while back wanting to know if I wanted to get together again- fat freggin chance- and well I bumped into her today while I was with Granger coming back from that Aneen chick's apartment.
We were both surprised to see each other since it was as if we went off the face of the earth- I wish she had- I didn't want to contact the nut job. So anyway we bump into each other and it was uncomfortable at first. It didn't help that Granger and I were bickering about what pot plant would suit a house we were walking past (I said green was the best, she red: typical Gryffindor) Amy just stops us and says hello.
Hello.
I hate that word, it's so fake.
Turns out she knows Hermione too. Granger went out with Amy's older brother Michael, who Hermione later informs me has a giant head. The awkwardness was HUGE.
Hermione stands back, as much as I would let her: I needed support dammit, and was watching us with amusement. Amy asks why I didn't contact her back, and I made up some mumbo jumbo that I was out of the country and that my computer went down, I don't know, and Granger is just standing there next to me trying not to piss herself laughing. She hates Amy too, but had a ball at my expense.
So I got back at her and told Amy I had a girlfriend and that it was Granger. Yep, that shut her up and I started laughing- silently. You should've seen hr face when I pulled her near me and put my hands around her waist: priceless.
Amy believed the story and said, oh. Just oh. Partly because I kissed the top of Granger's head for reassurance. We both tried not to cringe and laugh as Amy signalled over her lover boy so she wasn't the oddball of the trio: too late if you ask me.
The whole situation was ridiculous to be honest with you, and it didn't help we were standing outside a plant shop.
Then Amy starts getting aggressive, assuming we were laughing at her (well we were) and calls Granger a bitch and that she wasn't good enough for her brother. Hermione got back at her and Amy shut up, her final words: you two both deserve each other. She then stormed off and I was smirking just waiting for Hermione to blow up.
She did at first, mind you the whole street heard, then saw the plant shop next to us and rolled her eyes, and then started talking about how the red pot would've suited the house better.
That woman's mind drain me for god's sake. One minute she's pretending we're going out, all sweet, next she's insulting me and then starts talking about pots.
Pots.
So anyway we're walking back to my car when we see my moronic cousin, and we all know who that is, acting rather suspicious and Granger gets curious. My god she almost killed me.
So anyways, she grabs my arm and tugs me across the road trying to follow Xavier, unaware of the speeding car coming our bloody way and almost kills both of us, hadn't I used my Seeker reflexes and grabbed her throwing us away from the moving vehicle. Did I mention it was a semi trailer?
Luckily no one was out so no one was the nutcase and her victim almost crushed by a demon of the road, and neither did Xavier: he must've been in deep concentration, bastard. So anyways, like the gentleman I am, I hit the road first, painfully mind you, and she falls on top of me and there goes all my breath.
It takes hr a while to get off me, not that I would've minded her on me, but I couldn't breathe; and well breathing is an essential part in…life :P
Yarda yarda, so anyway she gets off me and drags me up- like nothing happened (but she was so blushing- so she is a woman) and follows Xavier into Diagon Alley.
Which is where I am now, sharing a room with Granger and we are fighting over the only bed in the room. I wouldn't mind sharing it is a king size, but Granger thinks otherwise.
I would've been home and snug in my bed, but no, some mad woman downstairs had to cause a ruckus and close down the pub that I am now in. no one can get out, personally I think it's a scam to fill up the beds, but hey who am I to accuse such a deed. Pft!
Xavier is in here somewhere and Granger is out looking for him, good luck to her.
Oh wait a minute; she's back…and red as a tomato
Oh my god!
She saw him with Pansy and Percy Weasley…
LMAO!
Oh shit...
To: Draco
From: Josh
Re: OH COME ON
Don't leave me hanging!
-Oh shut up Josh, look what you're making me write-
So you're with Hermione eh? How romantic! But I tell you now, let her have the bed; just transfigure something into one for you…
Awe, I wish I was in her position…
Oh well it's back to the big stinky spoilt whinger and the kids…
Reply back, even if it's R rated :P
Luv Marz
To: Draco
From: Josh
Re: Women
Tell me about it. This one here should be feeding the baby and instead is getting her hormone shot from your email.
I'm telling you now, I like Hermione an all, but like most women, she's hooked you up and is reeling you in: now you're in shit.
That or you're going soft.
So hurry and give the details, maybe you should make your move eh? Pretend you're yawning and casually put your arm over her shoulder…
Josh
P.S. Don't listen to Marz, get the bed!
To: Draco
From: Josh
Re: DON'T
…listen to the idiot.
He tried that move on me and I sneezed all over him. Purposely of course
I say if you wanna make a move, trap her into a corner, block her from moving and snog her senseless. Then casually carry her over to the bed and then...
To: Draco
From: Josh
Re: Um…
Please excuse my wife. She's been reading too many Jackie Collins books.
I mean it's not as if she's not getting any at home…
Josh
To: Draco
Fr: Josh
Re: Oh my God!
Does that mean Xavier is bisexual?
Josh
Thursday 26/7
To: Hermione Granger hermione. Human Resources vanessa.mcgaughn. Dilatory
Dear Hermione Granger,
This is a notice from the Human Resource division of the London Post. We are hereby informing you that according to your supervisor Carl Bronston, you arrived 180 minutes late to work today, resulting in your 3rd tardy exceeding 120 minutes this year, Miss Granger.
We at the London Post do not believe that your tardiness is acceptable and are therefore suggesting you take place in a Staff Assistance program. We understand that your late routine could be a cause of the following:
Drug addiction/overdose
Mental and physical health disorders
Alcohol addiction
Sleep affliction
Libellous brutal consort.
We here at the Human Resources department are only trying to help you Hermione Granger. If your tardiness is of your own lack or organization, we suggest you change your attitude.
As you have exceeded your 50th tardy, we are hereby expelling you from work for three days Miss Granger. This is a serious issue and we are tiring to remind you that you must be on time for work as this is a newspaper office and we serve the public and you Miss Granger are not giving the public what they want.
Sincerely,
Vanessa McGaughnHuman Resource Division
London Post.
To: Carl
From: Hermione
Re: Oh
This is rubbish.
I cant believe your expelling me for coming in late…
What sort of office is this? How come Vanessa doesn't get expelled when she comes into work an hour late?
This is a stuffed system Carl
To: Hermione
From: Carl
Re: Expulsion
Well Granger you know the rules of the office:
If you come into work two hours late and over three times, you're expelled for three days.
Blah blah, you've broken all sorts of rules, and if I add them up, you shouldn't be working for about 2 years. You're a great writer Hermione, but when it comes to getting to work on time, you suck.
I've been lenient before Hermione, but this time I cant. Don't worry you'll be back on Monday, if you take today off.
Sorry Granger, but it's going on your record…unless you have a really good explanation
Carl
To: Malfoy
From: Hermione
Re: You jackass
You cost me 3 days off work today you idiot, and now it's going on my file!
Uhg, I was going okay until you came into the picture; I mean sure I got about 60 tardies before, but, ooh!
It's all your fault Malfoy!
To: Hermione
From: Draco
Re: Oh please…
It was your fault just as much as it was mine, so stop looking for excuses would you.
Oh and by the way, I got an owl from Diagon Alley and they sent me a B-cup red lace push up bra.
Now I've never thought about being a transvestite, but this sexy lacy number might just compel me to do so.
Draco
(Beep)
Hey you've reached Hermione. Well actually you haven't since I'm not here…but anyway leave your name and number after the tone, and eventually ill reach you! Well that's of course unless your not home, then I'll leave a message for you! Catch up…Oh shut up Hermione…
(Tone)
(Sniff) Hey Hermione, it's me Ginny. If you're there please pick up, it's urgent! Okay, well I'll try later…
(Beep)
Hey you've reached Hermione. Well actually you haven't since I'm not here…but anyway leave your name and number after the tone, and eventually ill reach you! Well that's of course unless your not home, then I'll leave a message for you! Catch up…Oh shut up Hermione…
(Tone)
Okay well, now I'm worried about you. I heard you got a warning from work today, just think, one more of them and you're out! No! Anyways, I'll try again, but I need to urgently talk to you!
To: Draco
From: Josh
Re: So
I happened to notice you came into work late today, 3 hours just about.
Did you have too much fun last night eh?
So what did you find out about that chick?
Josh
P.S. Um, what the hell are you doing with a red bra? And don't use the excuse that they're ear muffs. I tried that once and the girlfriend found out: I couldn't hear for a week.
To: Josh
From: Draco
Re: Ear muffs
Only you would be that stupid.
We found nothing at the girl's house; it was as if she never lived there. Dust covered everything and there was nothing in the sink. For a small looking house it was certainly huge inside, very medieval too. The thing that I remember most is of this painting right at the very end of a long corridor (yes a corridor in an apartment) it was of a man, dressed in all black with a hood on his head, and there was people in the background; some were killing and others dead. There were flashes of green everywhere and…the man had a missing eye; very insightful eh?
Granger said it reminded her of a character in a book that she was scared of when she was a kid. Don't ask me where the Gryffindor came from. But I'm beginning to believe Granger, maybe that girl is with Jonks, or some one else. Oh how I love a mystery!
Draco
JOURNAL OF HERMIONE GRANGER
Thursday 9.30pm
It all started yesterday when we went to search Aneen's apartment. We got there and couldn't get into the house, we tried knocking, kicking etc but it didn't work.
So we ended up blowing the door down.
Malfoy was pleased, but I could've hexed him one.
We searched around for clues but found nothing except a strange painting that reminded me of a creature that I had seen somewhere before: mind you it was a horror to look at, so I don't think I'd recognise it soon.
To cut a long story short, we left the place with nothing but a blown up door, which I got Malfoy to fix. As we were making out way to the car, I saw Xavier looking very agitated so I decided to follow I'm, though I had to drag Malfoy along literally: of course, in the end it was him who look lead, after I almost killed both of us.
So we followed him to Diagon Alley, where an unusually large crowd was gathered in the pub. It turned out there was a security breach about a supposed female muggle almost broke into the wizard world; therefore the gateway was closed as was the pub.
This un-bloody-fortunate turn of events caused quite a stir between Malfoy and I, and we got into a bitter argument about what we were going to do next. I would've turned and left him had I not spotted the feral senior Malfoy sneak upstairs quite suspiciously and into the dark.
So I covered his mouth with my hand and told him to get a room, preferably with two beds( however I was pissed when the news that a single room with a double bed was available) and that I was going to follow Xavier.
I don't know why I assumed that he would know where Aneen was, but the secrecy between him and Jonks was just too juicy to leave whole. And so I followed him up the rugged stairs of the pub and down the treacherous halls of magic.
Until I stumbled upon a door that Malfoy went into (I hate using this formal language so ill cut the crap) the door was locked, der, but as it turned out, the room had an uncanny amount of protection spells on it. I undid them all and put an invisibility charm on myself and stepped in.
So after about five minutes searching the apartment, I yet again came to a door but could hear nothing from it: silencing spell, wow, just like magic!
I carefully opened the door and almost died at what I saw.
Family traitor Percy Weasley, Pansy Parkinson and Xavier Malfoy in well quite a show: literally, they were filming it all.
They were all in black leather, whips and all. The boys were in handcuffs on the bed and Pansy was well whipping them before she was…it was hilarious.
And then it started to get raunchy, and I felt dirty in the room; offcourse I was trying not to piss myself with laughter. But the dirty talk was the best, I like it hot and wet like a tap on heat.
How corny!
Anyways, I was so shocked I accidentally knocked down a quill from the table; but for my luck something so insignificant made a large bang and I was almost exposed.
I managed to get out just in time before the trio caught me in the door. I was about to take the spell off when Xavier ran out of the room, fully clothed, and was cursing about how he was going to kill the person, blabla.
He was giving chase even though he couldn't see me and I felt vulnerable. Malfoy was coming from a dorm and I ran into him, pushing him into the room too. But before we both fell in, he turned to Xavier who was running toward us and yelled out: Looking a bit flushed? Pansy giving you the works eh?
If only he knew! Ha!
Malfoy knew I was the invisible figure: it's your smell Granger, it bloody sticks. Awe, how sweet it would've been had he not had a scowl on his face. Though that was probably because yet again for the second time, I fell on him.
So I told him about what I saw, and he cacked himself and I suppose emailed Josh about it later. Then I saw the single bed in the room and groaned. Naturally we fought over the bed and in the end decided that we would both sleep in it, as mature adults and put a barrier in the middle. It would've been a fair idea had we actually slept on the bed, instead of in a closet.
You see, after we argued yet again, realisation hit: Draco first dammit, that if they were taping it, it would've caught me on it too, bloody wizard technology. We both agreed it would go too well, even if fate was on our side; so we decided to retrieve the tape.
Surprisingly enough Malfoy agreed to come with me, probably to witness the pure horror on his cousin's face, and we made our way back to their unit, painfully close underneath Draco's invisibility cloak ( we also put on several charms that would wide us, our scents and anything else so nobody would know we were there. Most of it was Draco's dark magic, but at the time I really could not have given a damn)
We broke in to find Percy gone, Pansy whining and Xavier at boiling point watching the dirty tape- there was no man on man action just if you were wondering- I felt Draco laugh as he was watching the tape then suddenly stop as he saw y shadowed figure on the screen. It seems so did Xavier, who then paused the tape trying to decipher the code.
Draco tensed and bent down to whisper in my ear, "you weer right in there weren't you?"
It sent shivers down my back, as the feel of his warm breath touched my frozen body. He the said, "you keep the cloak, I'm going to make a distraction so that you can get the tape and then make a run for it, ok?"
Before I could answer he was gone and I was scared that he would be seen. Luckily the dark magic worked and I went on my way toward the screen. I saw closets opening and all their dominatrix equipment fall out and Xavier mad launch himself at the draws. It was my chance to get the tape and run, as I got the tape I made my way hurriedly towards the door, but had a little trouble as Pansy was on my tail. She was quick to realise there was two extra in the room and she was raging mad.
She ended up knocking me down and the tape went flying. But before I could get up and retrieve it, a green shot hurdled toward it and it burst into flames: Draco! I felt a hand reach for me and lift me up and I was almost scared it was Pansy or Xavier. But I couldn't see them so I knew it was Malfoy.
He dragged me up and we ran out of the front door, breaths panting. The two pornos followed us through and we were trapped in the corridor, Xavier putting a shield across the doors and stairs trapping anyone going in or out: shit.
We stood side by side, my hands gripping on Malfoy's for dear life as the two came closer to us: they would've found us, had Draco not bailed us out.
"Do you trust me Granger?" he asked. Heck I was trying to keep my thumping heart from jumping pout of my skin, how could I respond? "Do you?"
I just nodded and I knew from the cool look in his eyes that he was just about to use dark magic…again. His hands wove around me and he told me to do the same. We stood there for a while and I thought this was just a joke to get me close to him, he told me to shut up and in an instant we were out of the corridor and in a small dark room.
I screamed as I felt something rub against my face only to have Draco's hand clamp over my mouth. He cast Lumos and it hit that we were trapped in a tiny room in the closet; the clothes were touching my face.
"Oh great, this is what happens when I say I trust you huh?"
"Oh shut up Granger, I thought at least we would be in our room."
"What do you mean at least? Now what are we going to do?"
This conversation lasted about ten minutes before we herd voices from outside the closet.
"Now what? So the tape's destroyed, there are two people who know what we do! Oh no, my career!"
"Shut up Pansy, stuff your bloody career; what about my reputation as a Malfoy? What about my inheritance! My god how can you be so selfish?"
Draco and I sniggered as we heard the lovebird conversation and almost spewed when we heard them making out and…
How horny could two people be? Did the thought of getting caught excite them into more madness? Draco was making faces to match the sounds they were making and I tried hard not to laugh as well as keep my hands over my ears.
"Shut them up would you?"
"Granger would you like me to step out casually and say hey, would you mind keeping it down, we're trying not to barf in your closet?"
"No idiot, use your wand!"
So we fought over the wand, Draco wasn't trying as hard as I was and was relishing the strength he had over me. So for the third time that night I knocked him down and stole the wand from his hands. Of course there were many more conventional ways to get it off him, but personally I liked the touch.
"The only silencing spell we'll need to put on is one for this closet"
I almost died- thank god I didn't. He flipped us over- I don't know how he did it in such a small area- and well, use your imagination. Thankfully I heard him mumble Silencio against my lips, so no one would hear.
Nothing happened though, just kissing over a long period of time. But I tell you now; I was tempted to just rip off that shirt and…
Oh I'm just kidding, at least that's what I keep telling myself.
I don't know what's happening between us, but it's getting beyond ridiculous. I'm too afraid to ask him; because I'm not sure how he feels about us muggleborns and pur past isn't very comforting…
It's no surprise I like him, but...
So anyways, we fell asleep in the closet and managed to make our way back to our room, no words spoken. I had a shower and heard Malfoy come into the bathroom, eyes closed "privacy granger, I'm sure you want it right?" the smartass said, and I got changed in a furry partly because he was so calm about the whole situation.
I forgot to put on my bra as I saw the time 11:30! And figured I didn't need one since my top had one in it. But before I left, I had to explain pleasantries with my, ahem, beloved and left it on a sour note.
"So now what do we do Malfoy?"
"What do you mean Granger? We go to bloody work that's what!"
"You know what I mean…"
"We do nothing alright? Nothing happened, we just pashed that's it! Now where are my bloody socks…?"
The arrogant asshole! I stormed out, and FORGOT to mention that I purposely transfigured them into pillows. If he's as smart as he claims them I'm sure he'll figure it out…
And it seems he did, he told me as I went by his office to retrieve my missing red bra; and he wasn't too impressed. I just smiled and apparated away.
I should probably now call Ginny, she was so eager to tell me something, but I thought I'd be selfish at first and clam my nerves…
Oh wel...ahhhh---------------
(Beep)
Hey you've reached Hermione. Well actually you haven't since I'm not here…but anyway leave your name and number after the tone, and eventually I'll reach you! Well that's of course unless your not home, then I'll leave a message for you! Catch up…Oh shut up Hermione…
(Tone)
Okay Hermione it's ten o'clock, ten hours after I called you and you're still not home. Shit where are you! Oh well, I have to tell you before I burst, (sniff) a few days ago when I left work I had to go to St. Mungoes. You see that time when you bumped into Malfoy; I didn't have a stomach ulcer…
(Tone)
DIARY OF:
It's done. One down and dead, one trapped and the other is sent on a joy ride. It's easier than I anticipated, but they won't find out and they'll all be dead by the time they do.
It's closer than I thought.
(Beep)
Hey you've reached Hermione. Well actually you haven't since I'm not here…but anyway leave your name and number after the tone, and eventually I'll reach you! Well that's of course unless your not home, then I'll leave a message for you! Catch up…Oh shut up Hermione…
(Tone)
Stupid thing hung up on me. Well you see Hermione; they tested it for cancer or a stone and well… (Sniff) I don't know how to say this but……………………………………………………………………………………………..………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. I'm pregnant Hermione.
SouredSweetie