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I'll Put a Spell on You	By : HeroWillDrown Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 11363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I didn�t write Harry Potter. I�m just using the characters. No money is being made, and I am NOT, I repeat NOT J.K. Rowling. No infringement is meant by this.
Civility
is Overrated.
Hermione
entered the Great Hall just as the sorting ended and took her seat
between Parvati and Harry. Ron sat directly across from her and next
to a smirking Lavender. She looked from Lavender to Ron and Ron
blushed at his choice of seating partner. Ron tried to convey with
his eyes that he was sorry he sat next to her, but Hermione just
smiled at him. In her smile was the message that it was alright and
that she understood. She turned to Harry.
�Did
I miss anything important Harry?� she asked.
�Not
really Mione. Got 17 new Gryffindors, Ravenclaw got 10, Hufflepuff
received 21 and Slytherin only received 5 new members� he replied.
At
the confused look on Hermione�s face Harry embellished: �I think
that because most of the death eaters are in Azkaban their families
are no longer under the control of those who would force them into
certain beliefs.�
�I
figured that Harry; what I am wondering is why there are so many
Hufflepuffs.�
�Maybe��
Harry was cut off as Dumbledore began to speak.
�Let
us give a round of applause for each new member of the Houses. May
they be well received and find happiness within these walls. A few
words before we start our feast��
�That�s
already a few words� Ron muttered, eager to begin the feast.
�Ronald!�
Hermione whispered fiercely. Her facial features softened as Ron�s
ears turned red. �I always loved that about him�Gah! Stop it
Hermione!� She slapped her head and shook it, as though
scrambling her brain would fix those thoughts.
�I�d
like to introduce the Head Boy and Head Girl to you now. I give you
Mr. Draco Malfoy of Slytherin and Miss. Hermione Granger of
Gryffindor. Please stand.� Dumbledore continued.
Everyone
looked towards either Draco or Hermione. Realizing how she must look
shaking her head and slapping herself she quickly stopped and stood
up blushing profusely.
Malfoy
watched her cheeks color. �She�s gorgeous when she�s tinged
pink. Makes me want to��
He
is interrupted from his thoughts when he hears a wolf whistle.
Immediately he darted his eyes towards the Hufflepuff table where the
sound originated from. His eyes locked on Zacharias Smith who was
just now lowering his fingers from his mouth at the glare of the very
angry Slytherin.
Looking
around, Draco noticed that Hermione was gaining a lot of stares from
the boys in the Great Hall. �She�s spoken for boys. She just
doesn�t know it yet.�
Dumbledore
allowed the applause and the whistling to continue, much to Draco�s
chagrin, before continuing. �Now, since that matter is settled, I
do believe there is only one thing I have left to say�Enjoy your
feast!�
With
those resounding words the feast appeared on the table and the
students began the feast. Some began the feast a little heartier
than others�
�Ron,
please slow down. It�s inanimate. It�s not going anywhere.�
Hermione said while laughing at the display Ron was making by
grabbing each of the bowls with the growing fervor.
Lavender
looked at Hermione then and screeched. �Leave him alone, he needs
to keep up his strength. He is a growing boy. Besides, you are not
his girlfriend anymore.� �I took care of that already�
she added silently to herself.
�You�re
right Lavender. I�m sorry Ron� she replied, feeling a bit more
than shamefaced.
Lavender
sat there gloating like there was no tomorrow. Ron looked horrified
at Lavender.
�Excuse
me, but I am no boy, growing or otherwise. I do not need you to
speak for me, especially where my best friends are concerned.�
Lavender
looked shocked that Ron disagreed with her. Shock quickly turned to
indignation and she decided to try a different tactic. She decided
to try seduction.
�Ron��
she whined as she put her hand on his thigh. �Why do you let her
make fun of you like that?�
Ron
reached down below the table, picked up her hand and dropped it back
by her own person.
�Lavender,
she was just joking around with me. She was not being spiteful.
Once again, I do not need you to speak for me, and please keep your
hands off me.�
Lavender
stood up, glared at Hermione, who had her face down looking at her
plate, and stormed off, all the while plotting the Head Girl�s
demise.
�Hermione,
I�m sorry�� Ron began, but Hermione cut him off with a wave of
her hand.
�Don�t
worry about it Ron. Guys, I think I am going to go back up to my
room now. I�ll see you all later.�
With
these words, she left the table, leaving her uneaten dinner there as
the only reminder that she was there at all.
�Harry.
She knows I�m sorry right? She�s got to understand that right?�
Ron questioned.
�Of
course Ron, but it might help if you stay away from Lavender for a
little while�� and seeing the frantic look on his friends face he
continued ��at least in front of her.�
�I�ll
try Harry, but it�s going to be bloody hard. Lav�s really good
at��
�Ron,
please. I don�t want to know what she�s good at. Every other
male at this table and other tables know what she�s good at. I
like being unique; came with the scar. I just can�t be like
everyone else. I just can�t� Harry finished in a high pitched
voice.
Harry�s
bantering brought Ron�s spirits up, but only fueled the anger of
the Slytherin watching the charade. �You were stupid to let her
go Weasle. It was your mistake, which will work in my favor.
Whether or not she understands that your sorry your sorry chit of a
girlfriend is a brainless idiot will not help you. She is
mine. She will always be mine.�
Draco
stood up and stalked towards the door.
�Draco!�
shouted a voice.
He
turned to find the source of the voice. His eyes locked with those
of none other than Pansy Parkinson.
�Pansy,
I am in no mood for your inane little comments, nor do I have any
wont to sleep with you, play with you, talk to you or even be in the
same room with you, so please, do us both a favor and don�t even
try.�
�Oh,
Draco. You don�t mean that. I know you don�t. You�re just
trying to keep up some sort of charade for everyone. It�s okay
though. We can be open about our love. No one here will mind� she
replied batting her eyelashes.
�I
think your eye is twitching Pansy� voiced one of the Slytherin
boys.
�Pansy,
please. I do not love you. I never did. I never even liked you.
There was nothing between us then, and there is definitely nothing
between us now. Take your hand off my arm, and sit down.�
Pansy
sat down at the ice she felt coming from Draco�s voice. He turned
and left the Great Hall in a swish of billowing robes.
�And
for your information Blaise Zabini, my eye was not twitching!�
�Yeah
right Parkinson and I�m the tooth fairy� he replied laughing and
shaking his head at her earlier antics.
Pansy
resumed eating dinner and decided to figure out a way to get Draco to
admit his feelings for her.
A/N:
This may be the last installment for a little while. I�ve typed
everything I had written down, and I�m currently experiencing
writers block with this story. I have also had my internet taken out
of my computer. I put it on cause my daddy�s gone today, but it
will be off when he gets back home. So yeah. I am also home sick
from work today. I have a horrible head cold and feel as though I am
about to die. But, last night I went to the store, bought some Runny
Rhino Cold Pops and should be feeling better soon. 
I�m such a child sometimes. Anyway, please review and let me know
what you think.
Thanks.
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