Crimson Marble
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
11
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8,809
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52
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Chapter 2 - Yes Professor Snape.
Crimson Marble.
We Own Nothing, sadly.
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Chapter 2 - Yes Professor Snape.
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Crash sites keep me up at night
Impact division it splits in two
Directly underneath you
As for those things (as for those things)
That act as markers in your life
But in between (but in between)
You can\'t remember
And so it seems (and so it seems)
That you\'ve grown up and over me (up and over me)
And these silly things (these silly things)
I like to dwell on
\"Be my escape\" Relient K
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“In your seats Now!” The door had barley opened all the way before the first order was shouted. “Listen here you dunderheads. This is sixth year potions, I will not be lenient, I will not allow for mistakes to be made. The first person to melt, blowup or dissolve a cauldron will be scrubbing toilets for Filtch for the rest of his schooling. The potion on the board is a very simple one. I expect all of you to get it right. If you do not, the consequences will unmentionable. Get to work. Oh! Ms Granger, no helping other students!” With the customary swirl of his robes he swept around the classroom.
Walking past Draco and Pansy his nose scrunched up and his lip curled. They were all over each other, or at least Pansy was all over Draco. Pansy’s hands had gone into his robes and were somewhere that Snape really, really didn’t want to think about. “Ms. Parkinson! Mr. Malfoy! You will separate yourselves immediately! Weasley trade places with Mr. Malfoy.”
Hermoine leaned over to Harry and whispered, “Finally the whores put in her place!” Harry laughed softly. Hermoine turned around to see Malfoy’s amused smile and a wink.
“I heard that you piece of trash!” Pasny was running at her before Hermoine knew what was going on. In a very smooth move Draco had grabbed Pansy’s arms, and pulled her away, from about two inches from Hermoine’s throat.
“That is enough! Granger, Malfoy, Parkinson, Potter stay. Everyone else, leave Now!” The class filed out, while sending pitying looks to Hermoine. Ron mouthed ‘Ill wait in the hallway’ and walked out.
“Who started this little cat fight?” Snape asked from behind his desk. He figured he was safe with the desk between him and the Parkinson girl. She wasn’t going to like being punished and he knew that her father was going to have something to say about it.
“Well Professor you see, I wasn’t doing anything with Draco and while you reprimanded us that know-it-all insulted me!” She did have a very convincing sad, apologetic voice; Snape had to give her credit for that.
“Actually Professor, while you were separating them I leaned over to Harry and mentioned making s’mores over the fire tonight in our common room. Pansy obviously misunderstood me.”
“Ms. Parkinson, I viewed your antics with Mr. Malfoy, don’t lie to me. Ms. Granger what on earth are you having more of? Wait, never mind, you and Potter before a fire all alone. I just don’t want to know. Ms. Parkinson, detention for your lewd behavior in class and attacking a student.” He motioned with a sweeping arm motion. “The rest of you are free to go. Get out of here.”
“Harry, please take Ron and go to dinner. I really can’t handle him right now. He’s getting worse I think. I caught him in my room yesterday, with his hand in my drawer. Something must be done!” Hermoine suddenly looked three times her age, and totally over stressed. Harry nodded and left her there in Potions.
Hermoine waited for a few seconds before leaving herself. She slowly made her way through the halls, on the way to the library. There were quite a few hidden hallways open to her use thanks to the Marauders Map. She was in one of these hidden halls when a voice came from behind her.
“When did you grow a backbone Granger?” Draco Malfoy strolled from the shadows, suave and confident. “Usually you’re protected by Potty and the Weasel, yet here you are. All alone…” The sentence trailed away, letting her know exactly what he was thinking. He leaned against the wall, next to Hermoine.
“About the time you grew into your nose. What the do you want Malfoy?” They stood like that, in a stalemate, neither willing to move or back down.
AN: This was my chapter to write, I Hope that it was up to standard *or even above it!* It is a little short, but this chapter was more of a filler anyway! Please Review!!! I love reading reviews!! Please join our yahoo group at.. groups.yahoo.com/group/CrimsonNightsFF/ and check out our website at geocities.com/darlawinifred/ Thanks guys! *Lia out* BYE! *fades into the background*
p.s we will update either in a week or after 7 reviews, so its ur choice how fast we update. *wink*
We Own Nothing, sadly.
~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
Chapter 2 - Yes Professor Snape.
~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
Crash sites keep me up at night
Impact division it splits in two
Directly underneath you
As for those things (as for those things)
That act as markers in your life
But in between (but in between)
You can\'t remember
And so it seems (and so it seems)
That you\'ve grown up and over me (up and over me)
And these silly things (these silly things)
I like to dwell on
\"Be my escape\" Relient K
~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
“In your seats Now!” The door had barley opened all the way before the first order was shouted. “Listen here you dunderheads. This is sixth year potions, I will not be lenient, I will not allow for mistakes to be made. The first person to melt, blowup or dissolve a cauldron will be scrubbing toilets for Filtch for the rest of his schooling. The potion on the board is a very simple one. I expect all of you to get it right. If you do not, the consequences will unmentionable. Get to work. Oh! Ms Granger, no helping other students!” With the customary swirl of his robes he swept around the classroom.
Walking past Draco and Pansy his nose scrunched up and his lip curled. They were all over each other, or at least Pansy was all over Draco. Pansy’s hands had gone into his robes and were somewhere that Snape really, really didn’t want to think about. “Ms. Parkinson! Mr. Malfoy! You will separate yourselves immediately! Weasley trade places with Mr. Malfoy.”
Hermoine leaned over to Harry and whispered, “Finally the whores put in her place!” Harry laughed softly. Hermoine turned around to see Malfoy’s amused smile and a wink.
“I heard that you piece of trash!” Pasny was running at her before Hermoine knew what was going on. In a very smooth move Draco had grabbed Pansy’s arms, and pulled her away, from about two inches from Hermoine’s throat.
“That is enough! Granger, Malfoy, Parkinson, Potter stay. Everyone else, leave Now!” The class filed out, while sending pitying looks to Hermoine. Ron mouthed ‘Ill wait in the hallway’ and walked out.
“Who started this little cat fight?” Snape asked from behind his desk. He figured he was safe with the desk between him and the Parkinson girl. She wasn’t going to like being punished and he knew that her father was going to have something to say about it.
“Well Professor you see, I wasn’t doing anything with Draco and while you reprimanded us that know-it-all insulted me!” She did have a very convincing sad, apologetic voice; Snape had to give her credit for that.
“Actually Professor, while you were separating them I leaned over to Harry and mentioned making s’mores over the fire tonight in our common room. Pansy obviously misunderstood me.”
“Ms. Parkinson, I viewed your antics with Mr. Malfoy, don’t lie to me. Ms. Granger what on earth are you having more of? Wait, never mind, you and Potter before a fire all alone. I just don’t want to know. Ms. Parkinson, detention for your lewd behavior in class and attacking a student.” He motioned with a sweeping arm motion. “The rest of you are free to go. Get out of here.”
“Harry, please take Ron and go to dinner. I really can’t handle him right now. He’s getting worse I think. I caught him in my room yesterday, with his hand in my drawer. Something must be done!” Hermoine suddenly looked three times her age, and totally over stressed. Harry nodded and left her there in Potions.
Hermoine waited for a few seconds before leaving herself. She slowly made her way through the halls, on the way to the library. There were quite a few hidden hallways open to her use thanks to the Marauders Map. She was in one of these hidden halls when a voice came from behind her.
“When did you grow a backbone Granger?” Draco Malfoy strolled from the shadows, suave and confident. “Usually you’re protected by Potty and the Weasel, yet here you are. All alone…” The sentence trailed away, letting her know exactly what he was thinking. He leaned against the wall, next to Hermoine.
“About the time you grew into your nose. What the do you want Malfoy?” They stood like that, in a stalemate, neither willing to move or back down.
AN: This was my chapter to write, I Hope that it was up to standard *or even above it!* It is a little short, but this chapter was more of a filler anyway! Please Review!!! I love reading reviews!! Please join our yahoo group at.. groups.yahoo.com/group/CrimsonNightsFF/ and check out our website at geocities.com/darlawinifred/ Thanks guys! *Lia out* BYE! *fades into the background*
p.s we will update either in a week or after 7 reviews, so its ur choice how fast we update. *wink*