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Author's Note - Heh, heh, yeah... it's short again... And Draco strikes back...
Chapter thirteen.
The next morning, Hermione awoke to Nyx scratching at the window, a letter in her claws. She hurried out of bed and let the owl in, who then gracefully soared in and landed next to her cage, in the process dropping the letter on Hermione's bed. Smiling, Hermione fed Nyx some owl treats before getting ready for the day.
Putting on a blouse and skirt before slipping into her robes, Hermione didn't notice anything until she'd looked into the mirror.
"MALOFY!" she screeched
"Huh, what?" he skidded out of his room only in his pajama bottoms and half asleep, wand clutched in his hand.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY HAIR?"
He smirked, blinking the sleep out of his eyes, "I didn't do anything Granger, isn't it naturally like that?"
"You moron! It's HUGE and FLUFFY and PURPLE! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"
"Why did you jinx me?" Draco snorted back, on the offensive.
"BECAUSE YOU LAUGHED AT ME! YOU DELIBERATELY WENT OUT OF YOUR WAY TO LAUGH AT ME THE OTHER DAY! SO I DID WHAT YOU SUGGESTED AND ONLY HEXED YOU BECAUSE OF THAT! IT WASN'T RANDOM LIKE… THIS!"
"And that warranted a hex of pimples?"
Hermione turned her blazing eyes at him, "This is not over." She threatened softly, before stalking back into her room and slamming the door.
"Merlin's saggy balls, the shits hit the fan now. I'm in for it now…"
Hermione had managed to calm her hair down so it hung in its usual gentle waves, but she didn't have enough time before breakfast to charm all of the purple out…Malfoy had been very thorough.
She sat next to Neville, who eyed her purple streaked hair curiously but wisely stayed silent, nodded a quick 'morning' to Hagrid at the other end of the table (He decided that he enjoyed just being the groundskeeper, which was why Remus had taken the position) and read Harry's small letter as she nibbled mindlessly on her toast.
Dear Hermione,
Ha! I can't believe you're stuck with ol' Malfoy! On the upside, he can drink Ron under the table so… yeah, that probably won't help…Um…how about, 'his best friend is your best girl friend's husband?'
Okay, I won't tease any more. You know what's weird? When I got my letter yesterday, it didn't say who my partner was. But! As a part of the requirements of this Marriage Law Thingy and the fact we have to share a house or dorms or something, I've had to give up my work as an Auror, (even though I technically haven't started yet, having only just gotten out of training) and am now coming to work in Hogwarts with you and Nev! Oh, and Malfoy. So I guess, my future wife works in Hogsmeade like Nev's Hannah, or something? But at least I'll be able to hang with you guys!
Lesson planning with you, Planting with Neville and playing Quidditch with Malfoy! What could go wrong? ;)
See you sometime this week!
Love Harry.
Hermione read the letter with some surprise, she hadn't realized that he and Malfoy got along so well, otherwise he wouldn't have felt comfortable cracking jokes about him. She turned to Neville.
"Hey Nev, Harry's going to be teaching D.A.D.A!"
Neville looked over in surprise, "Really?"
"Here!" She shoved the letter into his hands and he read it in surprise as well.
"Wow, this is going to be fun!"