If you are in an unstable position or near any other people, you may want to move. Well, unless they already think you're crazy… then laughing like a maniac isn't going to help anything.
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The country that is the United States of America: for breaking the 1000-hits-from-one-country bar. WOOT! (Sorry Canada, I guess you'll just always come in second XD)
And to 4SnowWolf- for, in trying to think a step ahead, thinking about 6 steps ahead. But correct at the same time… Oh, you'll see!
That night, I told Ginny everything there was to tell about Potions class. She listened in awe, laughing almost the entire time.
"And poor Parvati too, stuck with Neville. In fact, I think she's going a bit delusional!" I explained.
"Why? I mean, I know Neville's the reason—Neville could make anyone crazy—but why do you think she's delusional?"
"I don't know, she's just been saying weird things and waving a spoon around. Do you know any sane person that waves a wooden spoon around? She even said that Malfoy and I would make a good couple, and yesterday—" but I didn't get to say any more before I was interrupted by laughter.
"You? And Malfoy?" she choked out ahead of another laughing spree before sobering down a bit, "I mean, I guess I've just never seen you guys as more than bitter enemies. And he's kind of a prat... So that's your type then, Hermy?" she asked, nudging me with her arm.
"There is no way under Dumbledore's beard that would ever happen. Now, Harry already told me that you guys had a little 'date' down at the common room about five minutes ago."
"Shoot! I totally forgot! Thanks, Hermione, you're a life saver!" she screamed while rushing out of the room.
With that, I settled under my covers and reached over to turn off the light. From the particularly challenging day in Arithmancy, I was out not long after my head hit the pillow. My dream was a rather odd and nice one. I had just splashed the potion into Malfoy's mouth and it had worked like a charm. I had teased him about his cheesy pick-up lines before he started talking back.
"Granger," the dream Malfoy said.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I spat back.
"Wake up, Hermione."
"You wake up, Malfoy!"
"Silly 'Mione, I am the one up!" was precisely the phrase what woke me up from my dream.
"Malfoy? What the—what are you doing in my room?" I screeched quietly, knowing that if he got in trouble, I would too.
"Looking at you, that's what," he replied. I shook my head, still in the process of waking up.
"No, I mean, how did you get in here?" I heard quite a few heavy footsteps in the hall across the room, "And what's going on?"
He wiggled his eyebrows while saying, "Panty raid."
"Panty raid?"
"You know, where guys go and steal panties fro—" he explained.
"Yes, I know what a panty raid is!" I thought for a second, "And you never answered my first question, how did you get in here?"
"Well Blaise said he owed me two crates of butterbeer for some reason or other, so we spiked a glass full of it with firewhiskey and gave it to the Gryffindor prefect—almost all Slytherin boys were drunk on it already—and got him to open your corridor for us. Thus the panty raid!" he explained, getting all too comfortable on my bed, "It was my idea," he bragged while he held up a pair of underwear, praising it, "And a good one at that."
"Is that my underwear?" I asked while snatching it from him, "And would you get out of my bed, already?" I inquired irritably.
"Oh, but isn't that exactly where you want me?" he asked triumphantly. One little lesson for Malfoy: never wake a girl up, steal her underwear and then try to get into her pants. It tends to make them irritated.
"Malfoy! How have I ever led you on to having any feelings other than hatred for you? We haven't even kissed yet and you come in here expecting us to do… well… that?" I yelled at him, not caring who I woke up, "You are so messed up! You know, screw Amortentia, I have no reason not to cast a hex on you right now—and believe me, you will never recover. Just sod off, Malfoy! And this stupid panty raid is over!"
I sat up tall in my bed and screamed as loud as I could, waking up almost all of the other girls. While the guys had put a silencing charm on themselves, they could do nothing to stop me. I stood up from my bed, to look intimidating toward Malfoy.
"And you're leaving. Goodbye Malfoy."
He looked down at his feet and looked at me with the saddest eyes possible without crying. "Goodbye, Hermione," he said before breaking eye contact and running out of the room. For a split second (a moment of my life I would never admit to my friends) I felt terrible for yelling at him that way. Soon after, all of his previous insults toward me passed through my head and I felt much better. But the slight guilt stayed with me as I shut the door to the corridor and slunk into sleep to escape the noise of the outside ruckus.
"Did you hear about Hermione's little Potions project?" Harry asked Ginny when she walked into the room.
"Oh, the one with él Malferret?" Harry smirked. Although he thought it was stupid, he didn't say anything about the nickname. He had seen her proud face when she learned that if you put 'mal' from 'Malfoy' with 'ferret' in Spanish, it means 'bad ferret.' Would a good boyfriend really ruin her feeling of genius? Obviously his reaction wasn't bad, because she sat on his lap on the couch, straddling his waist.
"Actually, Ginny, I was thinking we could go to my room today instead of the common room," Harry explained.
Ginny replied rather hesitantly, "Harry, you know how I feel about that."
"Nah, not for that. Just to finish this conversation. Nothing big, just plotting for evil." Harry explained with a smile.
"Well someone's acting quite like Draco today."
"Do you like it when I talk 'Draco' to you?"
She threw her head back and laughed, "Sure. Very sexy, Harr—Malfoy?" Harry was about to play along before she gagged on her words, "Sorry, that just feels gross. I could never kiss a Malfoy," she explained before a quick kiss. With that, Harry pulled her across the room and toward the male dormitories.
"Well I don't know about you kissing him, but Hermione could," Harry said with a smirk, while plopping next to Ginny on the bed.
"Speaking of that, you mentioned a plot?" she asked, intrigued.
"Why yes. You know how Draco and I are enemies?"
"No shit, Sherlock."
"Ginevra Weasley! Language!" She smiled coyly at him as he continued, "Well, the Amortentia is bound to wear off in about a week, right? Could you imagine how embarrassed he would be if he could see the way he was obsessing over a mudblood?"
"I like where you're going with this, Potter. But how do we show him—or better yet, everyone else—what he did?"
"That's what we need to plot about. We have to bug Hermione. I just don't know what we would put the bug on of hers. She sets down her books, so if we put the surveillance device on that, we'll just get footage of tables—"
"Well, we might still get some interesting stuff. You of all people know what goes on under tables," Ginny said suggestively.
"Says you, perv girl. Anyway, she doesn't have anything else on her every day."
"How about we just put it on her?" Ginny suggested.
"But I know she takes a shower every morning. How would she not notice or wash it off?"
"Uh, hello!" Ginny said while pulling out her wand, "Got magic?"
"Well I know we could start with a Disillusionment Charm so that she can't see it, but do we want the camera to follow her or be on her?"
"I was thinking that we'd use a Placement Charm and then a Permanent Sticking Charm to get it to stay on her," Ginny explained.
"But where do we stick it?" Harry inquired.
"Stick out your tongue and you'll find out," she said sexily, while pulling her collar down.
"Ginny!"
"Fine," she pointed to a spot in the dip of her collarbone, "Right here. She'll feel it if we put it on her face, but we're going to have to hope that she can't feel it here. And it'll always stay on because of the charm."
"That's why I love you, Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, kissing her.
"That's the only reason?"
"Well, that and you're super-mega-foxy-awesome-hot."
Can anyone find the one word slip in Hermione's rant? If you find the word, you might know what I plan on doing in a little while~
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