Disclaimer: See Chapter One.
Author's note:
Most italics for thoughts.
"Quotations" for speech.
In first and third person POV
Ruler thingys separate the first person POV
(One's POV can be Draco's. Another can be Hermione's.)
(Sorry if it's a bit confusing.)
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Chapter Two: Say Hello To The Handcuffs
"Hatred comes from the heart;
contempt from the head;
& neither feeling is quite within our control"
-Arthur Schoperhauer
------------------Sunday, The Last Week of June
Draco decided to get his revenge on the tree later. Right now, he needed a new broomstick.
"Diagon Alley!"
He flooed to Diagon Alley, and went inside the Quality Quidditch Supplies shop. Ten minutes later he walked out of the shop.
Why must it take a week for delivery? What am I suppose to do until then?
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted someone familiar.
Let's have a little fun.
He smirked.
Hermione Granger walked out of the owlery-like place.
Now that that is settled, what am I to do now?
She stared up at the sky while walking.
Nothing interesting ever happens during the summ-
The next thing she knew was the sensation of falling and hearing someone laughing. The ferret. She grabbed the nearest thing to stop her fall, which was Malfoy's robe, but only to send Malfoy falling with her.
Draco Malfoy was laughing. He had tripped the mudblood unknowingly when she was practically right in front of him! He laughed even harder. All of a sudden he felt a tug at his robe and started falling toward Knockturn Alley with Granger.
They hit a pile of boxes and fell on the ground with a thud!
Hermione was the first to recover from the fall.
What happened? She thought. A few minutes later, everything came rushing back to her. That ferret!
She pulled out her wand at the same time Malfoy chose to awake.
He groaned.
"Make one move and I'll hex you to oblivion," he heard someone say.
What the hell? he thought. Then he remembered what happened. Oh...
He opened his eyes to see a very angry Granger.
Stupid little mudblood bitch!
He sneered and attempted to reach for his wand.
"Expelliarmus!" said the girl.
Draco fell backwards and his wand flew from his hand and landed in front of Miss Know-It-All.
Damn her!
"Stupid little mudblood," spat Draco.
Granger must have been really pissed because the next thing Draco saw was the girl dropping her wand, which landed next to his, and ran as if she was about to tackle him...which she probably was.
Shit!
How dare he! How DARE he call me that when he's disarmed and I'm not! That stupid ferret!
Hermione dropped her wand and tackled Malfoy. He yelled in surprise.
She punched him in the nose. That's what you get for calling me a mudblood.
She kicked him where it hurts. That's what you get for being a ferret. He howled in pain.
She attempted to strangle him. And this is what you will get for being an arse! Malfoy was holding her wrists that stopped her from reaching his neck. Malfoy then twisted her wrists a little, but enough to make her scream in pain.
Damn him! God! Why does it hurt so much? She felt something round against her left wrist but ignored it.
This is getting us nowhere. She thought. She stopped struggling.
The mudblood isn't so tough after all.
He managed to stop Granger from hurting him for awhile. Hopefully she'll calm down quick enough to see that they're handcuffed together. Granger stopped struggling.
"Calm down yet, mudblood?"
She glared daggers at him and didn't respond.
"Granger, if you weren't so busy trying to kill me, you might have noticed that we're handcuffed to each other."
She looked over to her left wrist. She saw what looked like a bracelet..but attached to that was a 5 foot link. She looked at the his right wrist. Her eyes widened as it dawned on her.
About time.
"Oh my god! I'm handcuffed to a FERRET! What am I going to do?" she said panicking. "YOU!" She pointed to Draco. "YOU DID THIS DIDN'T YOU!"
"What! You think that I WANT to be handcuffed to you!" yelled Draco. "YOU. FILTHY. LITTLE. MUDBLOOD. BITCH!"
Granger wasn't listening. She was talking to herself. "Oh my god! Why does this HAVE to happen to me!"
Draco was just listening to her, not saying anything.
"Why must I be chained with the darn FERRET!"
I'm not that bad...
"AH! IT'S BAD ENOUGH THAT THE LIBRARY WAS SOLD, BUT NOW THIS!"
I swear she's going to marry a library...
"THIS IS THE WORST SUMMER EVER!"
Granger took a deep breath.
Finally, she stops.
"Are you quite done panicking yet?" Draco asked.
The mudblood was silent for a while. Draco made his way to pick up his wand. Granger did the same thing. She spoke, "What are we going to do?"
Like I would know...
"I don't know. Aren't you suppose to be Little-miss-know-it-all?"
Granger looked at the gold handcuffs. "There isn't a keyhole on here..."
Well dur! Draco rolled his eyes. "Yes, mudblood. There isn't a keyhole on here."
She glared icily at Draco. "I don't see you making any observations, ferret."
"It's a magical handcuff. What's there to observe?"
She was silent for a moment. "Do you know any magical libraries?"
"I have my own private library at Malfoy Manor."
Granger simply just stared at him.
"It'll be quicker if we floo there."
Granger just nodded.
Malfoy? Owning a library? THIS library!
Hermione looked around the room with awe. It was so huge and full of books that she probably hadn't read.
Not even the public library is this big!
She walked towad a shelf of books, but the thing on her left wrist stopped her.
Oh..right...the handcuffs...
She turned around and looked at Malfoy, who smirked at her. Hermione felt anger surging through her.
Hermione gritted her teeth as she asked, "Which shelf of books would have information on the magical handcuffs?"
"I wouldn't know mudblood, why don't you go around looking through the books and find out for yourself?" replied the ferret, who was still smirking.
I swear he's enjoying this...
She yanked on the 5 foot long chain that was keeping them together. The git fell on the ground in front of her. Before she could react, Malfoy pulled on the link to make Hermione fall too. She fell and landed on top of Malfoy. Hermione looked up.
"Hello there, Mudblood."
She was so tempted to punch him right then and there, but she knew it wouldn't accompish anything. Oh what the heck. She punched him somewhere on the face.
"Bloody hell, Granger!"
Malfoy rolled over so that he was on top of her and he pinned down her legs and arms.
"Can you control yourself for a minute and not hit me?"
"Can you stop being a git?"
Malfoy bent down so his head was only a few centimeters away from my head. He whispered, "Granger, you're in my home. In my territory. You wouldn't want anything to happen to you while you're here, would you?"
The way he said it made Hermione shiver.
"Are you threatening me?"
Hermione looked at his eyes to see if she could detect that he was bluffing. He wasn't. She thought about something...
"Maybe we can have a truce?"
"A truce? With a mudblood? Never!"
"Malfoy, think about it. We're linked together by two cuffs, we haven't found anything to help us get the cuffs off..."
"If we haven't found anything that can help us, it would take us a while...a LONG while until we're free."
"And your point being?"
"It would take a really long time until we're free from this bloody handcuff and it would be best if it isn't spent fighting."
"You're the one whose been doing the fighting."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Only because you provoke me. So do we have a truce?"
"What would the truce be about?"
"No fighting, no arguing, and no name-calling."
Malfoy thought about it. "Okay. Truce."
Hermione sighed. "Let the search begin."
"There isn't anything on these stupid handcuffs!" yelled Malfoy, frustrated.
I wonder if I should call Malfoy "Draco"?
"There has to be!" replied Hermione. She looked frantically at the pages of many many books.
There has to be something! Something, anything!
Hermione walked over to the "How To" shelf and looked over the titles.
How to Cast Dark Magic...How to Become a Better Death-Eater...How to Block Curses...How to Get Rid of Magical Objects...101 Ways to Make Your Sex Worth While...
Disgust was written all over Hermione's face.
Wait...How to Get Rid of Magical Objects! Bingo!
Hermione grabbed that book and flipped through the pages. She stopped at the one page that had everything they needed to know. Her face paled.
"Drr-raco?" called Hermione in a shaky voice.