Chapter
6
Good
Girl Tainted Bad
Parvati Patil
walked casually into, and saw the sobbing form of Hermione, sprawled on
the
bed, crying
heavily into her now soaking wet pillow.
"Hermione?!"
She exclaimed, shocked at seeing the most dignified person she knew reduced
to tears because
of some unknown happening. "What's wrong?"
Hermione shook
her head, as if to say 'don't worry', but Parvati wouldn't give up. Seeing
the
note in Hermione's
hand, she snatched at it and ran from the angry Hermione, who'd suddenly
lept up from
the bed. They ran around the small room, until when Parvati started to
open up
the letter,
Hermione whipped out her wand and yelled "Expelliarmus!". The paper flew
out of
Parvati's
hand and into Hermione's, while Parvati herself flew through the air and
landed
heavily on
Lavender's bed.
"Ow!" Parvati complained, "I was only trying to help!"
"Well don't
then!" Hermione yelled back, while she folded the letter neatly and put
it in her
pocket safely
next to the other, underneath her school robes. Then she stormed out of
the
room. Professor
McGonagall was standing outside the door.
"Did you just use magic young lady?" Demanded McGonagall's stern voice.
"Who cares
if I did?" She asked in a mocking and deriding tone. The people congregated
behind McGonagall,
gasping in horror at her impudence, yet Hermione didn't even blink.
"It's against
the rules!" The Professor stated, her rough demeanour now becoming harder
with contained
fury.
"Like I said,"
Hermione sneered, "Who cares!" She dashed down the stairs and out the portal,
and before
anyone could give chase, she had disappeared into the depths of the castle.
Hermione hid
in the darkened corridor, then smirked as she pulled on Harry's invisibility
cloak
from under
her robes. Then, without even a second of hesitation, she threw the cloack
around
her, and pulled
the hood over her head, just as Filch walked past her position. Grinning
like an
idiot, she
crept down the hallway, and deeper into the castle's interior. She walked
past open
classroom
doors, with students being goodie-goodies and learning things. How boring!
she
thought. Hermione
walked past her charms class, not even glancing into the room. Then she
turned the
corner and bumped into the person there.
"Well, well,
well Potter. Creeping around again with that cloak of your's?" Draco's
voice
sneered from
the shadows. Hermione threw back the cloak, and Draco stared in surprise.
"Hermione,
is that Potter's cloak?" He asked, and when she nodded, his amazed stare
turned
into a victorious
grin. "Come with me." He told herquickly, and together they ran down the
hallway and
down various flights of stairs until they came to a dead end, deep down
in the
dungeon level
of the castle. Then Draco spoke two words and the wall swung back, revealing
what must
be the Slytherin common room.
"Sit." Draco
gestured to some empty armchairs. Still far too thrilled to think of the
consequences,
Hermione sank down into a chair next to the one Draco was seated in.
"So..." began Draco, "We're both missing from Charms. Wonder what Flitwick thinks."
"Actually, wonder what everyone else thinks."
"Bugger what
everyone thinks." Draco leaned over and kissed Hermione softly on her mouth.
As she responded,
she saw the wall slide open once again, admitting the tall, dark and
unmistakable
form, of Professor Severus Snape.
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