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His Sixth, His First
Chapter Two: Start of Term
It was the second week of school and already the sixth years, minus Hermione Granger, were done with the school year. The teachers were trying to prepare them for their NEWTs that were not until the end of their seventh year. Hermione, of course, was just as enthusiastic as the teachers and had given herself deadlines to complete her own studying assignments. She poured over books and her textbooks from the previous years every waking hour. She still managed to complete all of her homework and help Harry and Ron in their quest to defeat Voldemort by reading books that wouldn't help her on her NEWTs.
She was furiously copying down notes from an old Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook when Harry and Ron plopped down across from her. They started asking her questions about their potions homework due the next morning. Hermione looked up from her notes giving them a death stare. The two quickly got up and apologized and went to find someone to copy off that wouldn't give them a lecture about completing homework before the due date or rip their heads off. All of a sudden, Hermione jolted up. She had forgotten her potions homework in the library. She sped off to the library with her shoes clicking across the stone floor, her hair whipping behind her, and her prefects badge glinting in the moonlight.
She made it to the library and saw her rolled up potions homework lying on the table she had been at earlier that evening. She grabbed it and sighed. She needed a break. All of this work was giving her so much stress it was ridiculous. What she needed was a nice, hot bath. She turned the corner and went up a flight of stairs. She went down the corridor and up to the entrance. She whispered ballarum fullonum and the door swung open. She listened and heard not a sound. "Good," she thought. She needed some alone time. She turned on the faucet of the bath and felt the steaming water pour out. She sighed and shrugged her clothes off. Hermione really needed this and planned on taking her time and just soaking until the water went cold.
Her plans were interrupted when a certain red-haired, gangly teenager burst in. She immediately attempted to cover herself up so the youngest Weasley boy wouldn't see her. "Bloody hell 'Mione?! What are you doing naked?!" he asked while shielding his eyes.
"I was trying to bathe. Now will you kindly leave Ronald?" she asked, perturbed.
"Oh, right. Sorry. I will just use the loo and then be right out," he answered. His face had turned a bright red. Hermione couldn't tell which was brighter: his cheeks or his hair.
"If you must Ron. I don't think Lavender would like you hanging out in the bathroom while I am bathing," Hermione said. At this, Ron's cheeks reached an inconceivably red color. He nodded his head and opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but he decided not to and darted out of the bathroom. Hermione sighed and made a mental note to never bring up this embarrassing encounter. She eased herself into the steaming water and gave a deep sigh. She could feel the stress practically melting away.
After her bath, Hermione returned to the Gryffindor common room. She was exhausted and decided first thing tomorrow morning she would change her study schedule so she wasn't working to the point she was losing her head and forgetting homework. She couldn't believe Ron had almost seen her naked. She liked him, and she was a bit jealous of Lavender, but she knew his feelings didn't reciprocate and she wanted to keep her body to herself. Hermione was tired of hearing Lavender gush about her "Won-won" and decided to wait until she thought Lavender and the other girls were asleep before going to bed. "I mean seriously? "Won-won" what kind of nickname is that? Does she not know how to make the "r" sound?" Hermione thought to herself. She drifted off on the couch thinking of Ron and cursing Lavender.
In the Slytherin common room Draco, Blaise, and Teddy were lounging around gossiping about the Slytherin girls. "Well I hear that Pansy is cheating on you with Goyle, Draco," said Teddy knowingly.
"Oh yes! Oh this is too good," said Draco, a little too excited.
"I thought you might be upset, she is your girlfriend after all," said Teddy.
"I have been looking for an excuse to break up with her since Mother made us start dating. Now I can explain to Mother that I just can't date a girl I can't trust," said Draco.
"And what will Pansy say?" asked Blaise.
"Who cares? She drives me insane."
"When are you going to break up with her?" asked Teddy.
"Tomorrow morning," said Draco firmly. The three boys looked to one another and then got up silently to head to their dormitory. They undressed and clambered into their beds, ready for sleep. They all slept soundly that night.
That morning Draco woke up with a spring in his step. He was also the first one up out of the trio. "Good morning Teddy!" Draco called as Teddy rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"Salazar! Draco! You are about to break up with your girlfriend. Can you at least try to not look so happy?" Teddy growled. Blaise groaned and rolled out of bed. The three headed to the great hall for breakfast with Draco happily in the lead. When they sat down Pansy immediately ran over to Draco and started to play with his hair. Draco brushed Pansy's hand away and turned to face her. "Pansy, we are done," Draco said.
"What! What do you mean done? You aren't breaking up with me are you Drakey-poo? What would your mother say?" asked Pansy frantically.
"I can't trust you, Pansy. You have been messing around with Goyle."
"What?! I would never cheat on you!"
"Well, maybe you aren't, but I don't think I can trust you, and frankly, I don't really like you."
"Fine Drakey-poo!" Pansy retorted. She stormed off with tears in her eyes. The boys turned to each other and started laughing. They were laughing so hard it hurt.
"I can't believe you just did that!" said Blaise in between laughs.
"Finally! I am through with her," said Draco. The three boys finished breakfast and headed to their first class: Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Gryffindors.
The students were waiting outside of the classroom, chatting amongst themselves. Snape was their teacher this year, and only the Slytherins seemed happy about it, but even the Slytherins were anxious to see how Snape would do. Professor Snape whisked past them, his robes billowing behind him. All the chatter was silenced by Snape's hard glare. They filed into the classroom and sat down. Snape observed their seating and smirked when Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sat next to each other. "There will be a seating chart," Snape said. Many students groaned at this, but one glance brought quiet once again. "Crabbe, Weasley, up front. The one right by my desk," Snape said with an evil smile. Ron grabbed his bag with some stifled curses and trudged up to sit next to Crabbe.
"Zabini, Potter, second row, far left." Now it was Harry's turn to stifle curses and shuffle away. "Malfoy, Granger, third row, middle seat," said Snape. Hermione's brow instantly furrowed and she begrudgingly moved to her new desk. Malfoy, smirking, strode over and plopped down next to her. Snape continued to pair people up: Neville and Goyle, Teddy and Seamus, Dean and Millicent, Pavarti and Pansy. All were Gryffindor-Slytherin pairs. Snape was the only one in the room who looked pleased about the arrangement.
"Now I have ranked you from worst in your house to best. I placed you with your respective rank in the other house. As you can see, at the bottom we have Longbottom and Goyle, and at the top, we have Mister Malfoy and Granger," said Snape with a slight growl when he said Hermione's name. Snape began his lesson on the importance of a good defense when dueling a more experienced wizard, despite the class still settling into their new seats.
Malfoy scoffed at Hermione, who was eagerly copying down everything Snape said. He watched the way her hand moved faster than he thought was possible. She rarely glanced up from her notes. Hermione turned toward Malfoy and he changed his face to form a smirk. "Why are you smirking?" she hissed.
"I was just thinking it would be a shame if your notes got ruined. You are working awfully hard," Malfoy said as he tipped her inkwell over. The black ink rushed out and covered her parchment.
"Hmm, it matches your blood. Dirty and dark. Not to mention it ruined the perfect notes just like your blood ruins the wizarding world." Hermione gasped and Snape stopped his lecture to reprimand her.
"Ms. Granger would you be so kind as to tell the rest of the class what is so important you had to distract the rest of us?" Snape asked cooly.
"I-I uh, Malfoy spilled my ink."
"I assume you are old enough to clean up some spilled ink, or would you like me to hold your hand and show you how to hold your wand too?" Some of the Slytherins, including Malfoy, chuckled at Snape's retort and the Gryffindor's reddening cheeks.
"That's what I thought, ten points from Gryffindor for Granger's interruption," said Snape after some silence. Hermione turned to Malfoy with a face of pure loathing as she practically seethed over thinking she was going to have to spend the rest of the year next to this little twerp.
Review Responses:
Eradicate My Account: Thank you. I hope you thought this chapter was good too.
coffee-addicted: I had thought about that and debated on whether or not Hermione should cry after Malfoy is rude to her. I felt that it was more important to know that she is still affected by his comments. You will see that later on she stands up to him when he does things like that and that she doesn't break down every time. I would love to hear your thoughts again! Thanks!
Mionelover123: I am glad you liked it! To answer your question, I think you know based on this chapter, but this takes place while Ron and Lavender are together. Please review again!
QueenChelsea: I hope you loved this chapter as well.
hermioneeverdeen7: I love Dramione as well! If you couldn't tell! ;)
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