as all my readers know, this story got deleted. Well, I could write all dayto release my frustration about it, however, anger doesn't go with the outift I'm wearing.
I'm putting the story back on, but I'm not sure what if all the jokes and stuff will be the same, because I edited some on the site itself. However, now you finally get the chance to read the final chapter!
Hermoine never had been so furious in her life.
Well, maybe except for the time that Ron got so jealous. Or when he accused Crookshank of eating his rat. Or..no wait, besides the point here.
Snape just declared a huge assignment on different potions. Which was bad by itself, but it got even worse when he announced the pairings.
She had to do her assignment..with Draco.
It was bad enough they had to share a Common Room because they were both Head's of their Department, but Hermoine had become very skilled in precisely avoiding him.
And that's why she had protested passionately and that amused the Slytherins as well as Snape even more.
"You will do what I tell you to do, Miss Granger." Snape softly said. "10 points from Gryffindor." Then he gave a narrow smile. "And 10 points for Slytherin, because Mr Malfoy is not protesting and I can understand his issues with you.."
What pissed her off even more, was that Malfoy smirked. At her.
Draco found her in their common room, furiously searching through books and notes, quills and ink everywhere.
"Granger, what are you doing?" He asked amused.
"Looking for a spell to curse Snape." She answered.
He chuckled, what made Hermoine look up.
"What's with the giggle?" She asked, getting suspicious.
"For your information, that was no 'giggle', it was a chuckle." He said back with a broad smile.
"I didn't know there was a difference, Malfoy, so would you please tell me why you did it, instead of your normal villian laughter?" She asked, visible worn-out.
"I chuckled, because you're too busy finding a spell to hex Snape, that you can't see that this can actually be used in your advantage."
He sat down on the couch, threw his legs on the table and looked at her, satisfied with her confused gaze.
"And how might that be, Malfoy?" She said in a sarcast manner. She threw her hair backwards to put it in a ponytail, which shortly distracted Draco.
"Err..as I was saying.." he recovered, "Snape likes me. I'm good at Potions. And besides," he leaned towards her to look her in the eyes, daring. "I'm on for a challenge."
Hermoine frowned. "What the bloody hell are you babbling about?"
"I suggest we do our Assignment on Love and Desire-potions."