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Draco 1/2 - Completed	By : hermy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5545 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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- 7-7
- 8-8
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- 10-10: Prologue or Prelude?
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Draco 1/2

Summary: think Ramna 1/2! Boy gets
turned into girl, and all the hilarity. A
journey from innocence to adulthood for all with a little gore. Dominantly
a romance. Humor and drama. Foul language, torture, and sexual themes may
offend the easily offended. So don�t read for your sanity and mine, too (ha).
DM/HG-centric, with a little sex. Surprise pairings as a little gift from me.
COMPLETED!

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Disclaimer: You know the
drill. I don�t own any JK Rowling characters. I won�t repeat this disclaimer in
other pages. I would love a little R & R if you�re kind enough to give a
little back. I won�t whine if you don�t, though. It�s just for my enjoyment,
but I admit I would like a little ego building though like many fanfic authors.
(chuckle) Really, I�m just a laidback person with some time on her
hands.

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Sunday at Diagon Alley during the
first week of October.

A familiar sneer was worn on Draco
Malfoy's baby-smooth face, as he stared at the Golden Trio passing by their
hiding place at Hogsmeade. It was time for the monthly weekend trip for the
very fortunate students at Hogswarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had
a devious plan; his minions Vincent
Crabbe and Gregory Goyle were going to carry it out impeccably. Or he'd feed
their balls to them with extra hot sauce.

�You know what to do, Goyle?� Draco
sneaked a hurried glance in his direction. Goyle nodded with a dumb smile. Easy
as pie. Crabbe rolled his eyes mentally, but maintained a slight smile. He
wasn�t as stupid as many people, including Draco, thought him to be. It was just
easier to keep a low profile, and get more things accomplished if people
thought you were slow-witted.

�Crabbe, hang out at the side. It
begins now�Potty and his friends will pay the piper!� Draco ordered, holding
his distinctive sneer. He raised his wand, and pointed it at the retreating
backs of the Golden Trio.

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�You gonna eat those chocolate
frogs?� Unkempt-redhaired Ron Weasley mumbled, chewing on a jellybean.

�What?� Harry Potter couldn�t make
out Ron�s mumbled words. Something about eating. Wasn�t that what Ron was
doing? He smiled. Slightly bushy-haired Hermione Granger removed a lollipop
then giggled, �I think he wants your chocolate frogs, Harry!� She popped the
lolly back in, savoring the sweet fruity flavour again. Ron, still chewing,
nodded gratefully. Hermione and Ron were getting more closer every year, but
they continued to deny their feelings for each other. Harry knew, but he was
not going to push the issue. He had too much to carry around on his shoulders,
with what, Voldemort and all. Harry had a series of misadventures during his
years at Hogswarts and in the Wizarding world. When he was a baby, his parents
had been viciously killed by Voldemort, formerly Tom Riddle� a wizard that had
gone bad, with his band of dangerous and fanatic Death eaters like Lucius
Malfoy, Barty Crouch, Dolores Umbridge and countless others.

Others such as the bullying Draco
Malfoy, Malfoy�s Slytherin cronies, Severus Snape (an uptight Hogswart
professor with a habit of constantly reducing points for Gryffindors) Rita
Skeeter (a slanderous and unregistered animagus reporter of the Daily
Prophet), and Cornelius Fudge (a somehow dubious Minister of Magic that
didn�t want to believe Voldemort had been back) certainly haven�t made his life
any easier either. And then that incident a couple of years ago with the new
DADA turning Hogswarts into a witchhunting place; Fears amok. Harry also had to
contend with the overly abusive muggleborn family Dursleys who did not have his
best interests at hand, but instead treated him no better than a house elf on
Privet Drive in England of the muggle world. Hell, a house elf had it better
than Harry had it.

Harry also had lost those that he
became close to in the last few years. To make a long story short, Harry
Potter�s coming of age has been quite rocky. He is now 17 and a seventh year at
Hogswarts. Harry wasn�t looking forward to another year filled with death,
prophecy, and all kinds of horror Voldemort and others� stupidity had to offer.
He was just weary of it all, and he admitted to himself he couldn�t have
survived without his friends and all those who cared about him. It also was why
Harry insisted strongly that he took his friends out to Diagon Alley in
Hogsmeade and spoil themselves rotten at every opportunity. Ron and Hermione
haven�t argued with him on that. And they wanted an opportunity to get �closer�
to each other . . .

They just finished their visit at
Honeydukes, which is the most delectable candy store in possibly all of
Wizarding world. No child nor adult missed a visit to Honeydukes, incidentally
whenever in Diagon Alley. Hermione had made a detour to Flourish and Blotts,
a Wizarding bookshop earlier in the day. Ron and Harry had visited Wizard�s
Wheezes, which is run by Ron�s twin brothers Fred and George Weasley who used
their mischievous inventiveness to create countless pranks and joke novelties.
Harry had �donated� his hefty prize from the TriWizard Tournament during his
fourth year to help finance their shop during his fourth year. The one that
cost Hufflepuff�s favourite Cedric Diggory�s life. Harry had felt responsible
for his death, even to this day. He then resolved to be more cheerful. Enough
self-pity for the day.

�Here, Ron�don�t let them escape
all at once!� Harry chuckled kindly, handing Ron a bag of chocolate frogs. He
could always get more later, with his inheritance. Ron widened his eyes, for he
hadn�t intended for Harry to give him a whole bag. It made him feel very self-conscious
of the infamous Weasley poverty. He finally swallowed his jellybean, which
turned out to taste like a full blown lemon. His face puckered up.

�Dammit-- lemon again!� Ron
scowled, quickly shoving a chocolate frog into his mouth before it tried to
escape. He stuffed the frog�s card (which contains the stats of a famous wizard
or witch) into his back pocket while holding his mouth shut with the other
hand. The bag Harry gave him was jiggling from the hand that was holding the
mouth. The frog was having a party in his mouth! Harry and Hermione laughed at
the accidental act of comedy. Ron turned beet red, his cheeks puffed up. His
emerald eyes glittered merrily.

�Well!� Hermione exclaimed with a
laugh, and Ron turned to her almost shyly. Harry rolled his eyes with a slight
grin. He had wanted to tell them to stop playing games so he wouldn�t vomit
right on his new shoes, �Ron��

�Harry, thanks for the chocolate
frogs. Wasn�t necessary�� Ron started to re-assert his pride when a loud
crackling was heard distinctly. Hermione gasped. Harry reached for his wand,
but was too late. They barely made out three shadowy figures strategically
positioned around them, before they were knocked out by a spell from a wand
pointed at their backs.

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�There. It�s done. Drag them into
the alley! Now! Before anyone sees us--!� Draco shouted with an edge to his
voice. Goyle and Crabbe didn�t need to be told twice, as they dragged the
unconscious Trio into an alley which they popped from. Draco accidentally
groped one of Hermione�s soft breast, as he set her down. He glared at the
feminine form, taking a closer look at it. Draco flushed somewhat with the new
realization that Granger the Mudblood Know-it-all had blossomed into womanhood
gracefully. That only drove him to be more determined in carrying out his plan.
Draco then bound the Trio together with an Incarcerous spell. It didn�t
hurt too much to be studious on spells and charms, either. When Draco and his
henchmen were done, they surveyed their work.

�Man, look at that!� Goyle
sniggered, nudging Crabbe. Crabbe followed his leer, and realized it was on
Hermione�s unconscious and exposed feminine curves. She had a nice cleavage!
Crabbe blinked.

�This little Mudblood sure has some
nice tits!� Goyle continued to leer, stating the obvious. Draco mentally
agreed, but decided to roll his eyes at Goyle�s brutish comment. Draco was
raised better than that, and after all, he was a pureblood. Mudblood or not, he
drew the line when it came to manhandling girls. Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy
instilled this into his upbringing, as well as the sheer arrogance. Crabbe was
silent, staring at Hermione�s body with an intensity.

�Don�t molest her!� Draco hissed,
�That little cunt�d bite your cocks off first chance she gets, you idiots!� The
hulking thugs jumped back as if touched by a red hot poker. Draco had that
effect when he was in a mean mood.

�Does that mean you want her for
yourself, Draco?� Crabbe questioned quietly. Draco stared at him as if he
sprouted snakes out of his head. Goyle pulled out a bottle of firewhisky, and
took a gulp. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looking at Draco and Crabbe
furtively.

�No! I would never sully myself
with the likes of her. Besides, she�s probably loose from banging Harry and
Ron,� he snapped defensively.

Crabbe and Goyle laughed
boisterously at that right on cue. Impeccable as usual. Draco cracked a sly
smile, and handed out black marker pens to them.

�Get to work, dummies!�
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