Chapter 5: The Slytherins' Revenge
"That'll be it for lines today, Miss Granger."
Hermione dropped the quill as if burned causing the toad faced professor to smile at her obvious pain. She weakly glared at Professor Umbridge as she stood to gather her things when a knock sounded on the door.
"Come in!"
Hermione watched as Pansy Parkinson walked in, head bowed as she approached. Her hair covered most of her face including a red mark on her cheek, but Hermione could see the girl grinning.
"Why, Miss Parkinson! It's so nice of you to stop by! What can I do for you today- Oh my! What happened to your cheek?" Professor Umbridge turned Pansy's face to the side to inspect it. "Your poor darling face! Who did such a thing?" Pansy smirked happily at Hermione before wincing in pain. Suddenly she burst into tears as her manicured finger lifted to point up at Hermione.
"It was- sniff- her! Before she- sniff- came to detention she- sniff - slapped me in the hallways!" Pansy wailed miserably. Hermione's eyes narrowed as the beating of her heart sped up in panic. She saw Professor Umbridge turn to look at her before focusing back on the crying girl.
"Miss Granger did it, you say?" Pansy nodded her head. Professor Umbridge clicked her tongue."Do you believe she should be punished, Miss Parkinson?" Again, Pansy nodded much more enthusiastically. Professor Umbridge swirled to look at the Gryffindor who, having known her fate, stared bravely at her. Professor Umbridge smiled sweetly, but the evil glint in her eyes betrayed her. "It looks as though your detentions haven't taught you much of a lesson, has it Miss Granger? No matter. Another week's worth of detention should help you and fifty points from Gryffindor."
Hermione's eyes widened. Another week? At this point she would have to take a blood replenishing potion for all the blood she'd lost from those blasted quills.
"And if you haven't learned your lesson after that, then we'll just have to use more effective methods." She smiled too sweetly at the statement. "Is there anything else, Miss Parkinson?" Pansy shook her head. "Then I will see you both tomorrow in class." Hermione stomped furiously out of the cat shrine ready to hex the Slytherin. Once she heard the door to Professor Umbridge's office shut, Hermione whirled around.
"Uh, uh Granger," Pansy,suddenly pain free, smiled smugly . "Don't want to receive an even bigger punishment now do you? You really should learn your place among us purebloods. On the floor kissing our feet."
Hermione's eyes narrowed dangerously, her hand clenching her wand tightly. Instead of retorting, Hermione swirled on her heel and stalked away from the laughing Slytherin.
Pansy was in for it. It was a good thing no one caught Hermione and the twins pulling their pranks. No one would've thought Hermione would be capable of such feats. She was known as the know-it-all, innocent to the last drop Gryffindor which always worked to her advantage.
Hermione growled in anger before she felt herself jerked inside an empty classroom. Her heart skipped in panic as a hand covered her mouth. But as she caught sight of familiar eyes, her body relaxed into its previous rage.
She glared into the grey orbs staring back at her. She watched as Draco soundproofed the room with his wand. Finally gaining her bearings, Hermione bit down hard on his palm.
Draco yelped painfully as he jerked his hand away from her. His wand was up before she could move forward. She rolled her eyes too angry to care. "Stupid mudblood."
"Really, Malfoy, I thought I told you to come up with something more original," she spat angrily. "Should've known that was impossible with how egotistically big your head is. Figures you're too dim-witted to think up of something more creative."
"Shut up you stupid hag."
"Pansy used that on me earlier. Are you sure you two aren't related? I wouldn't be surprised. You know, with all the inbreeding you and your stuck up pureblooded family are involved with."
"I said shut your bloody mouth up," He shoved his wand against her neck causing her to fall silent. He smirked in satisfaction. "Now look who's at the wand-end?" Hermione glared heatedly at him. "Tsk. Tsk. It's about time I put you in your place, mudblood. You should know better than to use your mouth for anything other than what you mudbloods were made for… pleasure." Hermione growled, but he ignored her.
"You know, earlier today I was sitting in my common room relaxing when all of a sudden Pansy comes balling her bloody eyes out exclaiming about my affairs with Astoria Greengrass. Imagine my surprise when I saw that bright red handprint on the side of her face. I had just sent her to go deliver my message. Didn't take much brain power to know who had done it." Suddenly, he shoved her against the wall, hands clenching her sides painfully. She winced.
"Far be it for me to say that the stupid little slut deserved it, but no one- no one but us pureblood males are allowed to strike our females."
Feeling a rage like none other, Hermione retorted, "Grow some balls, Malfoy. Your 'females' don't belong to you or any of the other pureblooded pigheads you associate with. No one would want to contaminate themselves with your ferret genes. Their children would be too hideous."
Draco snarled, grey eyes narrowing. He pressed her body tightly against the wall rendering her immobile. His hands wandered underneath her uniform and his nails dug painfully into her skin. Hermione bit her lip not wanting to give him the satisfaction of yelling in pain. "Let it out. You know you want to scream, you dirty little whore," he hissed into her ear.
He ground his hips into her before his lips crashed onto hers. He kissed with such ferocity, her head hit against the stone wall causing her to yelp in pain. She tried struggling out of his grip, but his body pinned hers easily as his hands fisted and pulled her hair. He bit down harshly on her lips. She arched her hips to meet his.
"I need you," she suddenly moaned into his mouth shocking him as she kissed back.
Just like everything else between them, the kiss was as volatile and violent as their fights. She fisted his robes; her teeth nibbled ruthlessly on his cold lips. She rubbed herself against his hardness.
"I want you," she muttered helplessly while her hands travelled up to his face. He shoved his tongue through her lips just as she expected. Hermione's eyes popped open as she bit down hard causing him to jerk away from her. "To get your revolting self off me!" She exclaimed shoving him roughly onto the floor.
"You little bitch!" Draco yelled as he nursed his bleeding tongue. She whipped her wand out before he could. She scrubbed her lips furiously with the back of her sweater sleeve, shooting daggers at the blond boy.
"If you ever come near me again I will personally castrate you with my bare hands," she hissed in warning. "Take off the wards and unlock the door." Draco glared at the girl vehemently. "I mean it!" She shook her wand which emitted angry red sparks. He acquiesced with a wave of his wand.
"Oh, and mudblood? Ten points to Gryffindor for making it pleasurable." Hearing the click of the door, her fists itched to hit the smug blond Slytherin, but reluctantly she backed out of the room, wand held out until the room disappeared from view.
Once she dropped her wand, the pain and tears came rushing. She ran blearily back to the Gryffindor common room, stopping by another corridor so she could get it all out of her system. She couldn't let the little ones see her like this. She couldn't let anyone see her like this. She hiccupped as she fought to gain control of her irregular breathing.
Finally, she wiped her final tears away on her sleeve, took a deep breath, and continued up to the Fat Lady's portrait. Once she recited the password, she quickly walked toward the stairs, ignoring the calls from Fred and George. Harry and Ron were most likely still out doing Merlin knows what.
A small hand grabbed her wrist causing Hermione to whirl around to face Ginny. Ginny gasped upon seeing her bloodied lips and puffy eyes. "Hermione-"
"I'm fine, Ginny. I- I have to go. I'll see you-"
"Don't feed me that, Hermione," Ginny responded sternly as she tugged Hermione to a private corner. Once they sat down, Ginny turned Hermione's hand over, gingerly touching the angry red blotches on her hand as she glanced at Hermione's lips. "This is serious. If Umbridge is hurting you more physically, you have to tell me-"
"It wasn't Umbridge. My hand, yes, was Umbridge. But everything else- it wasn't her. It was-"
"Hello, ladies! How are you doing on this fine night?" George's uplifting tone interrupted. Hermione looked down as Ginny responded.
"Go away, George. This is not the time."
"Nonsense. It's always the right time," Fred's own cheery voice entered the conversation. Hermione's heart dropped remembering the date Fred had been on while she had been both verbally and physically accosted. "What's up, Hermione? Why're you looking down like that?"
Ginny took over for her friend. "I'm serious. Get out of here. This has nothing to do with you."
"Of course this has to do with us!" George replied as he dropped a hand around Hermione's slumped shoulders.
"It's Hermione!" Fred finished, nudging Hermione in the shoulders. Hermione squeezed her eyes tight wishing she could just be upstairs. She wanted to get it all out of her system and just leave it at that. She felt fingers softly grab her chin, but she jerked away from Fred's hand, too scared to look up.
"Hermione." George put his hand on her shoulder in concern. He bent his head down to try and look in her eyes but her curtain of hair blocked her from his view.
"What's wrong?" Fred, who saw Hermione's hand in Ginny's, took out the salve and applied it gently onto Hermione's shaking hand.
"Thank you," she murmured, sighing before finally lifting her head up. Both George and Fred's eyes widened upon seeing her wet face and injured lips.
"What the-"
"What happened?"
"Who did that to you?" they whispered simultaneously.
"Honestly," Ginny shook her head at her brothers, "if you hadn't gone and barged into the conversation I was about to get the answer you dimwits. Now let Hermione answer." A small smile appeared on Hermione's face seeing the youngest Weasley reprimand her two older brothers.
When all three turned their attention to her, Hermione sighed. They wouldn't leave her alone until she told them anyhow. She relayed the entire story. It took her a while to get it all out with all the interruptions. Ginny, George, and Fred had all jumped up several times yelling in anger and ready to hex Umbridge, Pansy, and Draco, but Hermione managed to calm them down.
"…So that's what happened," she mumbled miserably.
"Are you sure I can't go and beat any of their arses to a bloody pulp?" Ginny asked fists clenched.
"Have we taught you nothing, Ginny? You have to do more than just beat them up. One of your bat boogey hexes afterward, for example, would suffice." George replied completely incensed. "We can brew a blood replenishing potion tonight for you, Hermione. With that added week you'll be bled dry."
Fred's hand squeezed Hermione's as his body went rigid. "Those stupid bloody little snakes are going to pay." Suddenly he glanced apologetically at Hermione. "I'm sorry, Mione. I was going to wait for you outside Umbridge's office after that walk around the Lake, but then Angelina wanted to take another way back to the common room."
She felt the blood drain from her face at hearing the implications. Gulping and gathering her wits, she replied, "It's alright. I'm sure you and Angelina were busy anyway." She felt Ginny take her hand out of Fred's and squeeze it in knowing comfort.
"You're a strong girl, Hermione, but you don't have to deal with it all by yourself. I know you'll find a way to get back at them all. We're here for you," Ginny smiled meaningfully at Hermione who returned the smile. Hermione took a deep breath and let it out. She didn't need to cry anymore. "Harry and Ron are going to want to know, you know." Hermione sighed.
"I'll tell them when they come back." Ginny nodded before she leaned in.
"So, do you three have any revenge plans?"
Grinning, George replied, "Of course, Ginny."
"Who do you think we are?" Fred asked. His eyebrow rose in question before shooting up from an epiphany. "I think I have a new idea!" He grinned excitedly at Hermione and George, nearly bouncing in his seat. He and George looked pointedly at Ginny who frowned at her brothers. She crossed her arms daring them to make her move. When the twins stood up eyes glinting evilly, she jumped out of her seat.
"Fine!" Ginny huffed, giving Hermione a quick squeeze before returning to her previous table. Once she left, the three leaned in, whispering conspiratorially. Hermione blushed when Fred's hand began rubbing circles on her lower back, but she dismissed her thoughts when she remembered Angelina.
She shook her head dismally returning to the conversation. He was just a friend.
…..
With Hermione's genius and the twins' crude minds, they aimed to put their plans into motion the next afternoon. When Hermione told Harry and Ron about what had happened, she had to restrain her two best friends with her wand in order to stop them from beating down the Slytherin common room entrance. When she filled them in on their plan they finally settled down, offering their help with whatever. She was glad Ron finally apologized.
"So, you never asked me, Hermione, about my date last night!" Fred brought up as they walked inconspicuously behind their two targets after lunch. There were so many people in the hallways no one would notice the two Gryffindors following behind them.
Hermione winced not wanting to ask, but conceded anyway, "Alright, how was it?"
"Absolutely horrible! Well, it wasn't that bad, actually. We walked around the Lake, talked and everything. Then when we took that different way back to the Gryffindor common room," Fred smiled apologetically while Hermione's insides froze knowing she was about to hear what she had been wondering all day, "she kissed me!"
Hiding her hurt, she replied, "Oh."
Fred nudged her, smiling. "Aren't you going to ask me how it was?"
Her breath was shaky as she kept watch out for Harry and Ron to put the plan into action, "How was it?"
Hearing Hermione's shaky tone, Fred rolled his eyes dramatically. "Absolutely dreadful! Felt like I was kissing a fish. Not to mention she's like a sister to me, so that just made it even more awkward. To be honest," Fred leaned in to whisper into her ear, "I have my heart set on someone else."
Hermione's heart skipped a beat as she looked into Fred's hazel eyes. Timidly she asked, "Really?" She yelped when Fred nodded and poked her in the side. Laughing she elbowed him playfully, eyes lighting up.
"Really really. Although don't think you can get it out from me without some kind of incentive. Like a very naughty massage or a back rub in the bathtub." Fred winked at her, causing Hermione to roll her eyes.
"Honestly, Fred!" she scolded before her eyes caught sight of Harry and Ron's approach. Fred straightened up seeing the two boys as well. They watched as Harry and Ron approached and just as they expected Pansy and Draco both stopped to deliver their usual insults. A small group around them formed hearing the scathing remarks too interested in the scene to continue on their way to classes. Seeing everyone occupied, Fred and Hermione cast their spells before nodding at Harry and Ron.
"Come on, Harry, Ron. Don't waste your breath. It's useless with that thick layer of hair product blocking their brains from understanding anything," Hermione called out, smiling inwardly when Fred patted her back in farewell. She heard a few chuckles from around them. Draco and Pansy whirled around to face her as she made her way to her best friends. Hermione watched in satisfaction as she caught Draco's disappointment in seeing her healed lip.
"Didn't I tell you to watch your mouth, you filthy mudblood?" Draco sneered. Gasps rang out in the hallway, but Hermione waved the insult off.
"Yes, and didn't I tell you to come up with something original? Come on, you two," Hermione pushed through the crowd as she, Harry, and Ron left the yelling couple. Hearing whispers and loud bouts of laughter break out behind them, Hermione smirked. It was a job well done.
A/N: Poor Hermione! Great job Jubilee for predicting what happened after Pansy found out! Took a bit of a twist though, didn't it? Anyway, don't be fooled just yet with the whole Fremione situation! Actually… Do be fooled and wonder about what I have already written for next chapter.
You reviewers are SO SO SOOO amazing (and those of you who alerted/favorited/etc.)! I was thinking about saving this chapter until I got one more review so it'd be a good 35, but I couldn't leave you guys high and dry! You are all fantastic, fabulous people! I promise their prank will be coming in the next chapter!
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