Chapter 6 : I despise gingers and mudbloods
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Blaise and Draco entered the Common Room moments after the two girls had seated themselves on the sofas and made themselves comfy. They were just discussing how Snape would look with a good makeover when in walked the two Slytherin 'gods' as many referred to them. When the two boys saw the girls sitting there, they made a beeline for the sofas across from them and sat down facing them.
"Is this seat empty?"
"Yes it is, Zabini, and this one will be too if you sit down," responded Ginny looking over at Blaise.
"Oh, so, wanna go back to my place?"
"Well, I don't know. Will two people fit under a rock?"
Hermione and Draco shared an amused glace at the antics of their friends before turning their attentions back to them.
"I would like to give myself to you as a Christmas present."
"Uh no thanks, Zabini, I don't accept cheap gifts."
"Hey! I'm not cheap!" snorted Blaise. "Did you know I'd go through anything for you."
"Well then, there's the door," replied Ginny pointing towards it.
"You are like an angel, did it hurt when you fell out of heaven?" asked Blaise, winking at Ginny.
"Not nearly as bad as when that bludger hit you in the last match." Blaise flinched as he remembered that bludger sent his way by Anthony Rickett, which reminded him, he had to get back at that little bugger.
"You know Ginny, if you were a Dementor, I'd become a criminal just to get your kiss."
"You do realize you would pretty much die, right?"
"It would be worth it though… I know we're not in Professor Flitwick's class, but you are definitely charming me."
"Oh, I'll charm you alright..."
"Oh, Ginny, my love, being without you is like being afflicted with the Cruciatus Curse."
"I'm sure that could be managed."
"Hagrid's not the only giant on campus, if you know what I mean."
"I know, Grawp is pretty huge."
Blaise looked at her with confusion before continuing,
"Do you want to head to the Shrieking Shack? We could do some shrieking of our own."
"Why go there? I can make you shriek right here."
"Yeah, just let me get my wand…"
"Never mind. I might as well be under the Imperius curse, because I'd do anything for you.
"Then, will you leave?"
"Anything but that. Hey Weasley, I like your bed, can I Slytherin?"
"You've never even seen my bed Zabini. But I rather liked that last line." She smirked.
Blaise struggled to think of something else to say, but he was at a complete loss of words. He simply couldn't formulate another sentence. He stared at the divine creature before him who was somehow able to match him in snappy responses and he knew that had to admit defeat. There was just no beating this angel sent from the gods. He told her this too, but she just stared at him in amusement. Blaise met her stare evenly and looked back into her eyes. When she didn't look away he decided to play a game, even if she wasn't aware that they were indeed playing one. He decided that they should play the eye contact game, he'd always play with his house elves as a child, but they always let him win so it really was no fun. But now there was this great individual who wouldn't shy away from the gaze that he directed at her. She seemed to have caught on pretty quickly though as to what he was doing and didn't look away. She was actually really good at this game. Growing up in a house with six brothers, one had to be pretty good at looking someone in the eye, mainly their mother, and being able to lie to them without them detecting it. She had a lot of experience and was definitely the best liar in her family, simply because she would never crack under the pressure and look away when someone stared at her. Her brother's really sucked at that, with one of them always managing to fail somehow and revealing everything to Molly Weasley.
When Blaise and Malfoy had first walked in she immediately got nervous. Blaise was just so handsome! Blaise was a tall boy, with high cheekbones, dark skin, and long, brown slanting eyes. She felt like you could get lost in those eyes. She liked him. Why wouldn't she? So it was true that most of the girls at Hogwarts had a thing for him, and even sometimes with him, she wasn't going to let that stop her. Why should she be shy? She was just as marvelous as all those other girls, if not more. Then he'd started to use those cheesy pick up lines on her, of course she would keep the conversation going. She may have seemed cool and collected with her responses, but she was worried that one of her comebacks may have sounded stupid! If they had, he hadn't called her out on it and for that she was glad. Now they were keeping eye contact, she liked this, it was fun and she planned on winning.
She and Blaise kept staring at each other, not noticing Draco and Hermione slip over to where the desks in the Common Room stood.
They weren't trying to get some alone time together - Merlin forbid if that was the case – they'd just decided to let their friends amuse themselves and go do something more productive.
The two sat down and stared at each other. Realizing that he wasn't going to speak first, Hermione caved in.
"The list, Malfoy," Hermione asked.
"What list?" questioned Draco.
"You know what list I'm talking about," she retorted.
"I assure you, Granger, I have absolutely no idea what list you are speaking about," Draco was a bit confused by this point.
"Are you stupid?" asked Hermione
"My, my, what rude words from the Head Girl! And here I thought that 'Queen Gryffindor' never cussed," drawled Draco, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Oh, shove it, Malfoy, Where's the list?" Hermione wasn't going to admit it, but she liked these little banters she had with Malfoy. It brought on a sense of normality for her: just like old times.
"I'm serious, Granger, what list are you talking about?" demanded Draco.
"THE DECORATIONS LIST!" Hermione cried.
"Oh, that list. No need to bite my head off, you could have just said that." He smirked.
Hermione just shook her head and held her hand out for the list. Draco rummaged through his desk drawer before finally coming up with the right piece of parchment. He wordlessly handed it to her, and prepared to face the wrath that he was sure she would unleash once she saw his outrageous suggestions.
Hermione started to look over the list and the corner of her mouth tugged up once she saw that he had, in fact, written the mistletoe part. Then she saw what else he had written.
Dancing Hippogriffs? What on earth? Face painting? DATE WITH HARRY?
"MALFOY!" yelled Hermione.
"Yes, Hermione?" asked Draco innocently.
"WHAT IS THIS? WHAT A COMPLETE LOAD OF UTTER RUBBISH!" she screeched.
"You asked for a list, I gave you a list, you are the one who failed to specify the types of things you would like," acknowledged Draco.
"First off Malfoy, this is a decorations list NOT an activity one. And aren't you afraid of Hippogriffs? Remember Buckbeak? You know, the Hippogriff you tried to have killed? And how do you know what face painting even is? That's a muggle thing! And honestly, a date with Harry? Yeah right," snorted Hermione.
"Well, why, I never. I am affronted, Granger. You have hurt my pride. I am not afraid of the damn things, Buckbeak was simply a nuisance that I didn't care for. And I'll have you know that I have been taking Muggle Studies since fifth year, which you should know since I am in your class. Besides, 'know thine enemy better than one knows thyself', of course I'm going to try to understand Muggles. Don't you remember that one unit we did where we learned about ways that Muggles amuse themselves? And we learned about a 'carval'? Also, in case you haven't realized, the majority of the girls in this school, would kill for a date with'the boy-who-lived'," he replied
By this point, Ginny and Blaise had stopped with their game, which Ginny had won since Blaise had looked away, and were now watching Draco and Hermione bicker like an old, married couple.
"Oh, get over yourself, Buckbeak was an innocent creature that never did anything wrong! You provoked him simply because you couldn't handle the fact that Harry was able to approach him! And how was I supposed to know why you were in Muggle Studies, I made a point to ignore you in all my classes. Muggles aren't even your enemy! And it's a CARNIVAL not a carval! And Harry would never agree to that! That's like sending him into the snake pit, he'd be devoured!" Hermione hollered.
"That monster attacked and injured my arm! He was NOT some innocent creature! And as if I'd be jealous of 'scar-head'! And anyone I don't like is considered an enemy unless I decide otherwise! Nor do I care how you pronounce the bloody word! Not like I'm ever going to have to know what a bloody CARNIVAL is! And that's all the more reason to have people win a date with him! He'd be gone! I've noticed you haven't said anything about Trelawney in your little rant!" yelled Draco.
Hermione and Draco hadn't even noticed that they were both standing up now yelling at each other, both their hands itching towards their wands.
"HE IS NOT A MONSTER! AND YOU ARE JEALOUS! YOU ARROGANT JERK. GOSH, I WISH THAT YOU'D BEEN LEFT AS A FERRET! AT LEAST THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOUR INSUFFERABLE VOICE YOU STUPID, PALE GIT! AND I HAVEN'T MENTIONED TRELAWNEY BECAUSE THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO REASON TO MENTION ANYTHING ABOUT THAT POOR EXCUSE FOR A SUBJECT. AND LEAVE HARRY OUT OF THIS YOU STUPID, BIGOTED JERK!" screamed Hermione
"I WOULD NEVER BE JEALOUS OF HIM! YOU STUPID MUDBLOOD. ALL YOU DO IS TALK: OH, LOOK AT ME I'M HERMIONE GRANGER! RESIDENT 'KNOW-IT-ALL' OF HOGWARTS! BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!" he bellowed.
Everything in the room quieted down after Draco uttered the word Mudblood, a word he hadn't spoken since the war.
"Hermione, I-I didn't mean that!" he apologized profusely, once he realized what he'd said.
Hermione seemed to be taking calm and collected breaths, trying not to lose control, pretending that Malfoy hadn't just called her a mudblood. She saw the shocked looks on Ginny's and Blaise's faces and she seemed to calm down. She looked over at Ginny and said:
"Ginny, I would like to spend the night in your dorm room please."
"Uh.. yeah, of course, Hermione." Hermione started to walk towards the common room entrance, but was stopped by Malfoy's hand, which had grabbed onto her wrist.
"Please, don't go, listen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that to you, it was a mist-"
"RELASHIO! FLIPENDO!" Hermione screeched cutting off the end of Draco's sentence.
Draco was thrown backwards from the impact of the spell. Luckily, he landed on the couch and not on the desk or the wall, but as he looked up, all he saw was the brown hair of Hermione Granger swing through the door. Ginny shook her head and followed her best friend after muttering a quick and quiet 'good-bye' to Blaise.
Blaise walked over to his friend and hauled him up,
"You messed up, mate," Blaise stated simply.
Draco groaned, "I know."
I know my chapters are pretty short, but this was the longest yet. Stupid Draco just had to go and call her a mudblood, :( Please review and let me know what you think!
The Knockback Jinx is a spell which can be used to 'knock back' an opponent, blast jars and creatures or activate magically charmed switches. The incantation is Flipendo. :) PS: Anthony Rickett is a Hufflepuff beater who was on the team for sure when Cedric captained the team, I don't know what year he graduated but let's just say he's in his sixth year, not that it matters since we won't be seeing him again. :)
I would just like to take a moment to thank all my reviewers. Thanks guys, all your reviews mean a lot to me!
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