Pansy's Volcano | By : Bluemidget57 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 206366 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 8 |
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My Dad was Scottish, does that make me JKR? Bummer, I thought not!
Chapter Ten
Dumbledore watched his Head Students disappear down the staircase with a pleased smile on his face. He was quite sure there would be fireworks as soon as they thought they were out of earshot of his office. Miss Granger had only barely managed to restrain herself from shouting at him, and he was sure that Mr Malfoy would shortly receive the brunt of her displeasure.
He however, had some more meddling to achieve tonight, so he moved to his fireplace and flooed both Minerva McGonagall and Severus Snape, asking them to come to his office immediately. Minerva emerged momentarily and took a seat in one of the newly restored armchairs in front of the Headmaster’s desk which Hermione had been searching for earlier.
Severus Snape appeared some minutes later, looking irritated, which was nothing new, but also looking disheveled - which was.
‘Ah, Severus,’ Dumbledore said. ‘Here you are,’ and Minerva smothered a snigger. The Headmaster had obviously also noticed his minor disarray.
‘Yes, yes, here I am.’ Severus agreed. ‘However, I was in the middle of brewing a very sensitive healing potion, and I am reaching a critical stage. I cannot leave it for too long or it will go off the boil.’
‘Of course, my dear boy, and I won’t keep you long. I just have a request to make of both of you, being as our Head Students are in your respective houses.’
Severus narrowed his eyes fractionally at this information, and Minerva looked more concerned than she had previously. ‘Nothing is wrong with Miss Granger, I hope Albus?’ she asked. ‘I know I had my reservations about Mr Malfoy’s appointment -’ Severus snorted at this, for Minerva’s complaints had been loud and lengthy, and he would hardly have called them reservations. ‘But,’ she continued with a repressive scowl at the Head of Slytherin, ‘I have to confess to being pleasantly surprised by Mr Malfoy’s conduct so far this year.’ Severus could almost hear a silent and childish so there, tacked on the end of her sentence.
‘No, no,’ Dumbledore said, beaming. ‘Quite the opposite, actually. I think you will both be very pleasantly surprised by the event they have organized for this weekend. Very detailed work, quite spectacular. And a Muggle theme!’
Severus, who had been close to wearing a smug expression, almost choked at this news, and looked at the Headmaster in shock. ‘ Draco went along with this?’ he exclaimed.
‘Well, actually, if my interpretation is correct, I think it may even have been his idea,’ Dumbledore replied placidly.
‘I see,’ Minerva said thinking quickly. She was generally but a short step behind Albus’ train of thought. ‘We don’t want to let the momentum slow down, do we?’
‘Exactly, my dear,’ Dumbledore said delighted. ‘Exactly my thoughts. At long last, Mr Malfoy is showing us some independent thinking. This behaviour is in no way influenced by his father. I had hoped through all of last year that maybe we hadn’t lost our chance with him, and I am glad to see that the improvement has continued this term. This is exactly what I had hoped for by nominating him for Head Boy. I do realise that many of those involved had argued strongly the case for Mr Goldstein of Ravenclaw, but I really think I was not mistaken in supporting Mr Malfoy -’
‘Of course you weren’t,’ Severus interrupted. He had been elated by the suggestion of Draco for Head Boy; both he and Dumbledore had speculated in great depth over the Summer break as to the possibility of bringing the younger Malfoy over to their side. They had plotted to turn Draco away from his father’s path by showing him what benefits the alternatives offered. Severus’ only reservation had been in the person of the Head Girl. He had felt that the years-long enmity between the two would overshadow any progress they made with Draco’s reconditioning. ‘If indeed they have managed to work together, then no one is more pleased than I,’ he finished, although his tone clearly expressed his doubts.
‘Which is why I needed to ask you here tonight.,’ Dumbledore continued, ‘Now we have seen some actual cooperation between them, I want to encourage it to continue,’ his Head of Houses gave him confused looks. Minerva, although she had the same objective didn’t seem sure what he was proposing, and Severus appeared anxious to get back to his potion. Albus looked surprised that neither of them had grasped his drift. ‘Ah, well,’ he sighed to himself. ‘Sometimes it is very hard to be an intellectual giant. I need you to aggressively encourage this spirit of inter-house cooperation in our Head Students. We must proceed proactively. From now on you are to assign Mr Malfoy and Miss Granger as working partners whenever an assignment calls for it.’
‘What -’ Minerva began, only to be overridden by Severus much louder expression of disbelief. ‘You cannot be serious, Headmaster!’ He exclaimed. ‘That is a recipe for disaster! Just because they have managed to arrange one event with the help of 24 other students does not mean that they can suddenly function as a team if you put them into each other’s pockets continuously. Merlin, are you assuming on the strength of one meeting that 6 years of animosity has suddenly dissolved and they have become friends?’
Minerva cleared her throat and fixed Severus with a glare. She did not appreciate the interruption even though he had expressed very similar concerns to her own. ‘Although I may not have put it quite so - forcefully - Albus, I can’t help but agree with Severus, ’ She said. ‘Despite their cooperation on this matter, it has been a joint effort with all the other prefects, conducted through the means of structured meetings in the presence of representatives from each house. In my position as Head of Gryffindor, I have to tell you that Miss Granger does not spend any of her free time in the Head Student suite of rooms. She still studies and socializes in the Gryffindor Tower or the library, and according to my observations only returns to her private room to actually sleep. She is certainly not bonding with Mr Malfoy over a warm fireplace in the Common Room!’
‘My own observations would tend to agree with that,’ Severus offered stiffly. ‘It does seem that Draco has come to regard the Head suite as his own where there has been no need to share it since term began.’
Dumbledore merely smiled at their objections, knowing they would adhere to his wishes despite their reservations. It was a shame neither of them could have been present during his recent meeting, for he thought they might have regarded the matter with less skepticism if they had been. Many years of mentoring hormonal teenagers had honed Dumbledore’s eye to the sharpness of a hawk, and the air around the Head Students positively crackled with sexual tension; however he doubted they would ever do anything about it due again to the traditional House rivalry and ingrained prejudices, unless someone pushed. Dumbledore liked to push, and besides he was a terrible old romantic.
The same outdated rivalries and objections were obviously skewing Minerva and Severus’ view of the situation. So it fell upon himself to direct them. Mr Weasley might no doubt suffer for a while, but the affections of some other pretty little witch would soon soothe his bruised heart. In Dumbledore’s opinion, that was not an ideal match for either of them, whereas he thought that Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy might possibly prove to be one of the greatest wizarding unions of all time. If Mr Malfoy could be turned aside from the direction his father had pointed him.
Severus conceded first - probably due to the potion simmering in his chambers. ‘Fine, Albus, if that is what you want me to do, then consider them partners from now onwards. I do wish to register my disagreement, though. I think this is a mistake which will cause nothing but trouble.’
‘Absolutely, Severus. Your concerns are duly noted, but I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised at the results. Goodnight then.’
Severus stepped into the fireplace and disappeared. Minerva turned to the Headmaster. ‘Are you quite sure about this, Albus?’ she asked, and he nodded coming around the desk to pat her gently on the shoulder as she still sat in her chair.
‘I am, my dear. I think this will be the best thing for all of us. You should see for yourself quite soon; just keep a close eye on them both, and you will understand. Now, how about a small nightcap?’
‘Well, I do hope so,’ she sighed. ‘And what on earth was the matter with Severus tonight?’
‘Ah, well - as to that, I suspect that maybe Severus has a visitor and I interrupted his entertaining by requesting his presence here,’ the Headmaster replied with a particularly bright twinkle.
‘No!’ Minerva exclaimed, surprised. ‘Really? Severus - you don’t say - ? You mean - a woman - ? Who do you think -?’
‘Well, I am sure I have absolutely no idea about that!’ Dumbledore replied grinning widely, which meant of course that he knew exactly, but wasn’t sharing. ‘And I really don’t think I should go looking, do you?’
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Severus Snape marched out of his fireplace and closed the Floo access. He took a cursory glance at the pale golden potion simmering slowly in the large black cauldron. It was a cure for menstrual cramps, essential in a castle where fifty percent of the population was hormonal teenage girls. Poppy Pomfrey dispensed it daily, and he brewed it regularly to keep up with the demand. He barely even needed to look at it these days. He could have created it in his sleep.
He continued though to his bedroom, tossing his robes onto a chair as he passed revealing that he had been in his underwear and little else beneath them.
‘So, what was all that about then?’ asked the witch in his bed stretching lazily. ‘I was just getting ready to go back to London.’
Severus growled. ‘Albus, on another one of his Slytherin-Gryffindor house unity rampages. He wants me to pair off Draco Malfoy with Miss Granger in all future potions assignments. Some crackpot idea of the Head Students setting an example for the whole school. The old man is losing his grip, I swear!’
‘Oh, really? That doesn’t seem to be such a crazy idea. I was under the impression that Draco’s behaviour had matured since his father was imprisoned?’ she replied, tilting her head and looking more interested in the idea than Severus felt she should be at the moment.
‘Well, yes,’ he agreed grudgingly, as if it pained him to admit there might be some point to Albus’ insanity. ‘But it’s a very delicate line to walk between bringing him over and pushing him right into the Dark Lord’s arms, and I think that bossy little smart-mouthed Gryffindor might just be the straw that breaks the camel’s back! There’s too much bad blood between the two of them. Not to mention the influence that the Potter boy and young Weasley have on Miss Granger’s outlook. In spite of her animosity, I do believe - and you cannot imagine how it pains me to admit this - that Miss Granger might rise above her feelings for the good of the school if it was only down to her. But I have never seen two students hate each other the way Mr Weasley and Malfoy do; and she appears to be dating Mr Weasley this year.’
‘Really? Well, he’s been panting at her heels for long enough - but that’s a doomed relationship if I ever saw one,’ she said with certainty.
‘It is?’ Severus looked interested despite himself.
‘Well, of course,’ she replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Which it might have been had Severus been female, but the one thing that Severus Snape had never been able to comprehend in the length and depth of all of his intrigues was the working of the female mind in regards to romance. ‘They have nothing in common at all except for this fight. Remove the life threatening situations and you have an academic and an athlete. Now that’s a recipe for disaster. Also, they’re too close for a romance - more like siblings really. Malfoy is actually a much better proposition if you reduce it to its lowest common denominator. He is her academic equal; she will never leave him floundering intellectually. He is just as confident, charismatic and popular as she is -’
‘Do you mean to suggest, madam,’ Snape interrupted in the voice that generations of Potions students recognised as his points-deducting tone, ‘That you think Albus Dumbledore is - matchmaking?’
However, instead of quaking with the appropriate degree of terror, his guest giggled and uncurled herself from her seat which, since she was currently lounging in his bed under a sheet, left her quite naked in front of him. ‘Of course he is, and rather blatantly at that!’ she replied causing Severus’ menacing scowl to darken even further. ‘Oh, come on, Sevvie,’ she purred suggestively. ‘You never managed to intimidate me in seven years of school. What makes you think you can manage it now that I’m an adult?’
‘I’ve told you time and time again not to call me Sevvie,’ he growled, stalking over to the bed, lured by the sight of her little pink nipples beckoning him.
‘Ah, Sevvie, don’t be a bear,’ she pouted, and grabbed his wrist as he came within range, pulling him down on top of her. ‘Why don’t you show me how good your inter-house relations are, instead?’
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Hello again. A very different chapter, this one. Sorry there was no Draco or Hermione to speak of!
Thanks to all who are still reading. I am utterly useless at individual Thank yous, it appears, but of course I didn’t know that beforehand because this is the first time I have ever tried anything like this. So, sorry about that.
On a different note - I have the whole of next week off work. Maybe writing will happen?
Oh, and maybe Ron will have chosen Han Solo’s costume?????
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