Mistaken Identities
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
24
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17,919
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69
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Fist Fights
"You... what... I... well figure it out!" Draco spluttered. Tension knotted up his muscles. They were so close but if this got screwed up... they were going to end up dead. *Is it too much to ask that I live to twenty-one?*
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Hermione voice was full of startled irritation.
"This is your clap-trap piece of equipment, fix it!. You're the one who acts like she's so smart all the time!" Draco knew he was over-reacting but he couldn't seem to bring himself to care.
Hermione flattened her expression at him and examined him with narrowed eyes. She stepped very close to him and hissed in his face.
"You've, thus far, show that you're not quite the whiny, snot-nosed prat I always thought you were. But if you haven't matured from the baby who screamed bloody murder over few Hippogriff scratches that he bloody well deserved you can just walk right out the door. Am I clear?" Her voice was low and dangerous.
Draco suppressed his immediate feeling of rage and the words 'how dare you'. Now was not the time. Instead he gave a tight lipped nod and focused on the room just over Hermione's shoulder.
With an annoyed snort she turned back to the mirror. The two men were now riding in the elevator. Finally, she nodded to herself.
"Get in the corner and do not, DO NOT, use any magic on these men at all? Crystal?"
"As a bell." Draco muttered sullenly.
Hermione hid herself in the bathroom just of the door and within moments, Draco heard a soft click. The door opened slowly. When Draco could see part of a man's body, Hermione lunged forward grabbing the door and then slamming it back, and door met man with a meaty thunk. She yanked the door open again and pulled the first man in by his collar. Planting one foot in his chest, she dropped and tossed him over her. Rolling to her feet, she grabbed the second surprised man and yanked him in, slamming the door. She kneed the second man viciously in the gut and then caught him in the jaw with a sharp right hook. Her hand shimmered and she knelt over the second man, pressing the knife to his throat.
She was too bossy for her own good but, Merlin's Robe, she was amazing to watch in motion.
"Draco... catch!"
A glittering arch of metal and then Draco was armed.
"You are so bloody lucky I'm a seeker. You could've cut off my fingers!"
Hermione stuck her tongue out at him and then motioned him towards the first man.
"Make our guest comfortable, Draco."
"Whatever you say." Draco grumbled but obligingly hauled the first man up, frisking him a knifepoint and then backing him onto the bed. "So why, exactly, was I not supposed to use magic?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Hermione voice was full of startled irritation.
"This is your clap-trap piece of equipment, fix it!. You're the one who acts like she's so smart all the time!" Draco knew he was over-reacting but he couldn't seem to bring himself to care.
Hermione flattened her expression at him and examined him with narrowed eyes. She stepped very close to him and hissed in his face.
"You've, thus far, show that you're not quite the whiny, snot-nosed prat I always thought you were. But if you haven't matured from the baby who screamed bloody murder over few Hippogriff scratches that he bloody well deserved you can just walk right out the door. Am I clear?" Her voice was low and dangerous.
Draco suppressed his immediate feeling of rage and the words 'how dare you'. Now was not the time. Instead he gave a tight lipped nod and focused on the room just over Hermione's shoulder.
With an annoyed snort she turned back to the mirror. The two men were now riding in the elevator. Finally, she nodded to herself.
"Get in the corner and do not, DO NOT, use any magic on these men at all? Crystal?"
"As a bell." Draco muttered sullenly.
Hermione hid herself in the bathroom just of the door and within moments, Draco heard a soft click. The door opened slowly. When Draco could see part of a man's body, Hermione lunged forward grabbing the door and then slamming it back, and door met man with a meaty thunk. She yanked the door open again and pulled the first man in by his collar. Planting one foot in his chest, she dropped and tossed him over her. Rolling to her feet, she grabbed the second surprised man and yanked him in, slamming the door. She kneed the second man viciously in the gut and then caught him in the jaw with a sharp right hook. Her hand shimmered and she knelt over the second man, pressing the knife to his throat.
She was too bossy for her own good but, Merlin's Robe, she was amazing to watch in motion.
"Draco... catch!"
A glittering arch of metal and then Draco was armed.
"You are so bloody lucky I'm a seeker. You could've cut off my fingers!"
Hermione stuck her tongue out at him and then motioned him towards the first man.
"Make our guest comfortable, Draco."
"Whatever you say." Draco grumbled but obligingly hauled the first man up, frisking him a knifepoint and then backing him onto the bed. "So why, exactly, was I not supposed to use magic?"