A/N: Here it is! We proudly introduce, chapter 16! -Cammy
Our challenge for this chapter was to make up, and use, three creatures (Renesmee Tonks) ~Cakey Potter
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Hermione's POV
Hermione's Journal-
Th. August 29, 1991
I cannot wait for term to start! Draco and I have been getting in trouble, but once term starts we have got to stop. I can't take away from studies, however much fun I find our fake fights. Speaking of fake fights, there was a fight was two days ago when Angela, the sixth year, cast a spell that produced a Squaduck (A/N: Squirrel/Duck) that started quacking at us while cracking open some nuts... It was interesting to watch. The other fight I want to mention was yesterday in dueling practice; we all learned the shield charm. Draco sent a Jelly-Legs Jinx at me, and I sent up the shield, but he was so close that it bounced back and hit him! I laughed, and half the other students did too. He glared, and made a comment about 'dirty-blood'. I'm going to have to ask about that... but it shouldn't be hard. I'm meeting him the library today, at 4.
I checked my watch, 3:57, Oh, shoot!
I shut my book and hid it between my mattresses before running out of the dorm room in a rush to get to the library. I started taking the stairs 3 at a time, and was almost at the top when I felt my foot slip.
I ended up at the bottom of the stairs, with my arm bent in a painful and awkward position. Ow!
"Hermione, are you okay?"
I could tell it was Rory and Leanne who were sprinting to me.
They had concerned expressions.
Rory grabbed my bag, and Leanne offered me a hand up.
"Come on, you need to go to the Hospital Wing."
Leanne ran ahead to warn Madam Pomfrey.
Grabbing me by my good arm, Rory marched me up the stairs, keeping one eye on me in case I fell again. Once off the stairs, she let go of my arm, but still held my bag.
"So, where were you going?" Rory asked, conversationally.
There wasn't really a reason to lie about it, so I replied: "The library."
"You're always going there! We never get to have long conversations because you rush out all the time! If you're seriously injured and have to stay in the Infirmary, we're going to have long conversations to make up for the past, ok?"
I sighed in my head, Seriously Rory? We were friends, I just preferred short conversations.
I nodded. Draco'd better not come searching for me, though! He can wait, I do have to keep my cover, plus I'll need girl friends for the school years.
We entered the Hospital Wing and Madam Pomfrey helped me over to a bed.
Madam Pomfrey shooed my friends out the door.
I gave a quick 'Thank You' to the pair and a genuine smile. They were gone.
Madam Pomfrey returned and gave me a potion that tasted horrid, it was like a mix between sour milk and raw fish, and then she started talking with me as the potion took effect.
"How's your lisp? Has it come back at all?" She asked.
"It's been gone for quite some time, thank you for the mint advice. How come Muggles can't just use mint, too?" I responded.
"The mint combines with your magical blood to help stop the lisp. Muggles, of course, have no magic in their blood."
"Oh. So how many injuries do you get per school year? How do the injuries usually occur?" I asked, hoping to protect myself from those dangers.
"A lot of the injuries come from Quidditch, but some come from rivalries and fights between the students. But don't worry, dear! Fights don't happen often, and any injuries that do happen I can usually fix easily. Now, do you feel any pain when moving your arm?"
I gingerly attempted to move my arm; there was no pain, but I couldn't feel the arm, either. I was positive it was asleep.
"No pain, but does it always feel so numb after the potion?" I inquired.
"Yes. It's so you don't feel my poking and prodding and fixing of the bones." The Mediwitch explained. "Now, hold still."
She moved my arm around, finding a broken bone in the joint. She muttered something while holding her wand, and I heard some cracks as my bones fixed themselves.
"There, good as new. The numbing potion will wear off in a few minutes, so wait while I call back your friend."
She left the room, and soon returned with Rory.
"Now, off you two, trot!" Madam Pomfrey said gently.
Rory and I left, but as soon as the door closed and we were at the top of the staircase, Rory stopped and turned to me, crazily grinning.
"What?" I asked cautiously.
"After dinner, meet me in front of the Great Hall. No questions asked!" Rory exclaimed.
With that, she ran down the stairs
Oh boy...
Draco's POV
I checked my watch again. 5:30 PM. It's been an hour and a half, obviously Hermione isn't going to show.
I sighed and got up, placed my book in a return cart, and left for the Great Hall. Maybe she's there...
Hermione's POV
I walked into the library and looked around for a clock, finding one above Madam Pince's desk. 5:40 PM.
I knew it was likely that Draco had gone, so I speed walked through every row of books looking to see if he actually was stillthere.
No luck.
Draco... Please don't be mad at me! I thought miserably as I left for supper.
Draco's POV
I sat down at the table between Longbottom and Ernie.
The table seemed to be magicked so that the food wouldn't appear until all eight students and the Headmaster were ready to eat.
Hermione and Rory were the last ones to come, Rory came a couple minutes after I had and Hermione was still missing.
Hermione... Where are you? Ernie's angry with you right now! If you don't come soon he's going to hunt you down so that he can eat! Plus I want to get you alone for an explanation!
Oh, shoot. I should figure out some way to message her... Maybe a simple note... There's no paper! Hmm... I know no spells that can help me here. I sighed in my head. What about...
Before I could think up anything that could work, Hermione entered the Great Hall. Her shirt was stretched and had marks like she'd gotten into a fight.
"Sorry everyone for keeping you waiting, I... had a bit of a tumble on the stairs two or so hours ago." She stared at me while she mentioned when it had happened.
Ooh, so that's what happened... Wait, SHE FELL? My eyes widened and she caught it before looking around once more, "I'm fine now, I was just in a rush and didn't watch my steps. Sorry." She repeated, she then walked over to sit in the empty seat between Leanne and Bulstrode.
I had an extreme urge to be gentleman like and stand until she sits, but realized it'd blow the cover.
Dumbledore just gave her a kind look, nodding to accept her apology.
"Before the feast begins, I have a quick announcement." the Headmaster said, Ernie moaned and his stomach growled in agreement. "Tomorrow will be an Open House for your parents. they'll be arriving shortly after breakfast and will leave, with you, tomorrow night so that you may all go home and get ready for school starting September first."
Every student's jaw dropped, not expecting the trip home.
He continued, "I have a couple things to get in order, so I won't be staying for the meal tonight. I trust you all to not get in fights again like last time with the pudding... Although it was humorous, it is not appropriate. If there's a fight tonight, your parents will be notified."
The eight all nodded and he left the hall soon after.
Ernie's stomach growled again and the food appeared. He was still frustrated about Hermione's lateness and the short speech from the Headmaster.
"Honestly, the girl doesn't know anything about time..." He joked quietly.
I shouldn't have said anything, because I knew he was kidding, but I spoke anyways...
"Little Miss Know-It-All-With-The-Buck-Teeth obviously doesn't, Ernie. Stupid mudbloods, thinking the world revolves around them because they're rare."
There was a gasp around the table, and everyone turned to stare at me.
Rory stood up, pointing her wand at me. "You did not just call her that."
Bloody Hell, what did I just get myself into? I asked myself, standing, too.
I glared at Rory and then Hermione.
Hermione knew something bad was going to happen and quickly said, "Just forget about it and eat."
Eventually everyone returned their attention to the food. Hermione looked close to tears, but I didn't know why.
She knows I was joking, right? I asked myself, discreetly watching her.
Hermione didn't eat, she just stared at her plate of food, speaking to Rory in a whisper.
She eventually glanced at me and I only saw a blank expression on her face; she was hiding something from me.
Where's Dobby when you need him? I thought to myself, thinking of how Dobby would send messages around the Manor. Oh wait... He'd be seen by everyone, besides, Hermione's probably never seen a house-elf.
I sighed aloud.
No one responded. They all probably hate me right now... I realized.
Dinner soon ended and Hermione ran out of the hall, Rory and Leanne soon followed.
Ernie was beside himself. He looked ready to hit me and run after her, too. He stalked over to me, and began ranting.
"You did that on purpose! I was not mad at her, and you better shut your mouth about her, Malfoy!"
I stayed silent, knowing if I said anything he wouldn't restrain himself from hitting me. Neville, from the look on his face, shared Ernie's sentiments. Boot had already left.
I waited. The pair stopped glaring at me and walked out.
I left soon after, walking out to the lake again. I started going through different things I could do to make it up to her and stop this from happening again.
Hermione's POV
How could he do that to me? What happened to him?
I stopped at the top of the staircase, thinking.
Rory and Leanne caught up with me, both of them cursing Draco.
No, he's Malfoy now... Apparently, our game lost its fun. I realized, frowning at the change.
"I can't believe Ernie started this!" Rory exclaimed to the two of us, she looked livid.
Right at that moment, Ernie exited the Hall and looked relieved to see me. He rushed over.
Rory moved in front of me, trying to protect me. She stared him down.
"Go away." She commanded.
I protested, "Rory, let him speak, it's fine."
"I'm sorry. I meant it as a joke, not as an insult and certainly not as something for Malfoy," he spit the name out venomously, "to make fun of you with. I'm really sorry, Hermione."
"Ernie, it's fine. I knew you were joking, there's no need to apologize." I replied, giving him a quick hug to say 'no hard feelings' and continued, "Malfoy would've found some way to ruin my meal either way."
He look relieved, and, with a small smile, said his 'good-nights' and left down the hall toward the dorms.
Once again, the girls turned to me.
"Are you sure, 'Mione?" Leanne asked.
"Positive. Now, why'd you both want me to meet you here?"
"Because, we are having a girls night." Rory explained, grinning from ear to ear.
I stared at her, taking my time to respond. "You want to have a girls night... right after I was made fun of by Malfoy?" I exclaimed.
Leanne and Rory looked at each other and Leanne shrugged, "What better way to get it off your mind?" she asked me with a smile on her face.
I seriously wanted to protest, but they had a point...
I sighed, not figuring out a good enough excuse for these excited girls, "Fine."
Leanne and Rory immediately grabbed my arms and started pulling me down the same hallway that Ernie had just gone down.
"You're not planning on doing this in our bedroom, are you?" I asked them, not wanting my books to get sprayed by anything that could damage them.
"Don't worry! We're doing it in the next room over, we've got it all planned out." Rory explained.
Leanne giggled,and opened the door to Room 6 for us.
I walked into an explosion of color.
The ceiling and everything else were covered in purple and pink streamers. Our comforters had all been brought in and were piled together; next to our comforters was a make-shift table. It was covered in snacks, sweets, and pumpkin juice.
"What exactly are we going to do?" I asked them, not feeling that Truth or Dare was a good idea with my current secrets...
You could always just choose dare... I reminded myself.
Leanne answered, "We're going to do the classics, talk about boys-"
Rory interjected, "-talk about life-"
Leanne continued, "-Play a couple games-"
Now they were just going back and forth, "-Maybe even do a little revenge!"
I sighed, This is not going to be an easy night...
About ten minutes later we were all sitting on Rory's comforter in the center of the room, talking about random things.
Rory turned to me. "Why does Malfoy have to be such a butt to you?" She asked, thoughtfully.
I knew this was coming...
I answered simply, "My blood-status."
"Yes, but still," Leanne replied, "He was fine with you the first few days of camp and now you two are always getting into fights. Why aren't you even trying to act nice to him?"
"Because it'd be useless, it's not like I can say 'hello' to him with a smile and we'll become friends again. Can we please switch topics now?" I asked them with a pout face.
Rory ignored my last part, "You know, we should make him jealous."
Leanne perked up at that, "That's perfect! But how..." She trailed off, deep in thought.
I liked the idea of making him jealous so I let them think it through.
About two minutes passed by and Rory snapped her fingers, "I've got it! You know how Ernie is still upset about being the reason Malfoy called you a you-know-what?" Leanne and I nodded, "Well what if we solve two problems at once? We make Malfoy jealous and Ernie gets his revenge!"
"I think I know where you're going with this!" Leanne exclaimed, "Are you thinking we make Ernie and Hermione fake-date?"
"Exactly!" Rory exclaimed, putting her hand out; Leanne lightly high-fived it.
Oh, great...
Draco's POV
I woke up and felt something nudging against me.
It was light, so I immediately spoke up, "Longbottom, get your filthy toad away from me!" and rolled over.
No response.
I shot up and started to speak again, "I SAI-"
The next thing I did was take in my surroundings, I was not, in fact, in my dorm room. I was outside by the lake and the thing hopping up and down on me was not a toad. I was being pelted with small, brown turshes (A/N: A magical crossbreeding between a turtle and fish) by the Giant Squid. I looked toward the castle in search of the clock tower. 8:03PM.
Oh no! The castle locks at exactly eight o'clock!
I ran up the hill and started banging on the doors, hoping someone'd notice.
Shortly after, someone came to the door and spoke, "Who is it?"
"Draco Malfoy! Let me in!" I shouted back.
There was lots of whispering, I was guessing two or three girls were with the male who spoke.
I tried to figure out who it was while he spoke again in an odd sort of accent, "You know, I don't think I will-"
There was only one first year with that accent, Ernie MacMillan.
I slapped my forehead and spoke again, "Ernie, open this door!"
"My girlfriend wouldn't appreciate it if I did that, so no." There was a lot of giggling from the females.
I was actually curious about which girl he was dating, so I asked.
"Hermione, of course!" He responded.
My jaw dropped. Hermione... Please tell me this is a joke! You're supposed to be mine! I thought. Did I just... Wow.
It was like an epiphany; I realized how much I missed her already, and now I can't get her back...
Before I realized my mouth was moving, I was shouting at the door, "LET ME IN RIGHT NOW, MACMILLAN, OR I'LL GET MY REVENGE, AND TRUST ME, YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF!"
I pressed my ear to the door and heard one of the girls speaking, "Maybe we should let him in, I don't want you getting hurt."
Ernie sighed.
The girl spoke again, "Ernie, please? I'll talk to him. Go to bed. You girls can go, too." It dawned on me that the girl who was talking was Hermione.
Come on, Hermione, let me in...
There were three groans heard.
I smiled, Hermione is really good at convincing.
The doors soon opened and Hermione stuck her head out.
"Would you like in, Malfoy?" She asked me.
I took a step toward her, she didn't move.
"Right now I don't care about getting inside, I want to know why you went off your rocker at dinner and have started calling me 'Malfoy' in private." I replied.
"Just get inside, I'm not talking to you anymore." She replied, moving aside and tapping her foot waiting for me to move.
I didn't.
"Hermione, answer my question! What changed today?"
She crossed her arms and locked her eyes on mine.
Hermione's POV
What is with him? He's supposed to be mad at me, not the other way around! I didn't show up to the SFM and he name-called me at dinner! I pouted when I remembered the reactions of the dinner table, Whatever 'mudblood' is, it must be super bad...
He didn't talk, just looked straight back at me, waiting for me to talk first.
I tried to figure out what to do. I decided to just privately ask him.
I gave a sigh after remembering that Leanne and Rory might be close enough to hear.
"Follow me" was all I said and I turned around and started up the marble staircase.
Maybe that hall where he warned me about Filch could work...
Draco's POV
This had better not be an ambush was all I could keep thinking as we went up the staircases.
Hermione stopped a little ways down a hallway we'd been at once before and spun around to face me.
"Malfoy, I didn't-"
There was a clattering sound, and before I could turn around, I felt a rush of cold water hit me.
My thoughts went crazy. She tricked me! Why would she do this?
I glared at her, surprised to see a look of shock on her face.
I turned around to see Rory smirking at me, and the other girl giggling.
"You look as mad as a puffed up powl! Haha!" She laughed. (A/N: A powl is a cross between an owl and a porcupine. :D)
Water dripped off my hair, and clothes, pooling at my feet. I shivered, feeling a gust of air go right through me.
The two girls laughed and started teasing me. "Is it cold in here or is it just you, Malfoy?"
My brain shut off, and I didn't realize I was yelling until I saw their faces.
"Shut UP!" I shouted.
The girls stopped giggling. Hermione walked over to them, glaring at me. Anger was written on her face, along with something else. I couldn't make out what before the anger took place completely.
"Malfoy, you'll shut up about my friends. Or did you forget my favorite threat?" She snickered. "Come on, Rory. Good prank, by the way."
As they turned to walk back to their room, she turned her head slightly, giving me a questioning look.
It seemed like I stood there forever, but in truth, I was only frozen for a few minutes. My thoughts were racing, and I couldn't make sense of what had happened. I felt hurt, and a little betrayed, but overall confused. What is up with her? She acts like she is going to rip my head off, then acts like she cares, and then goes back to being ready to bite my head off! I don't understand.
I gave up trying to figure it out. Instead, I went to the boys' room in search of dry clothes, thinking of Hermione the whole way.
A/N: Whataya think? Better? We didn't get a challenge so I had to ask Renesmee Tonks (Who we both know in real life) to think something up... We REALLY want challenges! Siriusly, don't think we're not up for the challenge. So long as it's not something that requires changing the story to T or M, we'll do it :D ~Cakey Potter
Mhm. Share ideas, por favor.-Cammy c:
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