The Granger Chronicle
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Adult +
Chapters:
8
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5,266
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21
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Plans in Motion and a Little Bit More...
Hello again bringing you the last chapter of this year I hope you like it.... I can't believe it another year has gone by.... Enjoy
Happy NEW YEAR 2009
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The Granger Chronicle
Chapter Three: Plans in Motion and a Little Bit More...
A few weeks went down the road without anything major happening, Hermione and Professor Noir relationship didn’t look as heated as at the beginning, still Draco, Ron and Harry kept their eyes open for anything that might tick off the bomb.
Because it seem that Headmaster Dumbledore didn’t saw nor knew anything and Professor Snape was having to much fun to do anything against the source of his amusement.
Draco and Hermione’s relationship was about to change, during the last few weeks they have become somewhat civil towards each other, not friendly just cordial, they talk of Head duty business and when working together (that seem to happen quite a lot) nothing went wrong. Now it was time to put the plan in motion…
Ticking Granger Off
That morning Draco have come down the stairs ready and quite early, smirking to himself, he sat on the leather armchair, facing Hermione’s door, with a cup of tea in his hand and his suave attitude to him.
Right on cue as to not disappoint, Hermione ran down the stairs to grab her satchel and go to her the first class of the day.
“Don’t you look dashing this morning?” Draco asked enthusiastically, in response Hermione glared his way, smirking he continued “Come on sunshine give me a smile”
“Oh I knew this was too good to be true” she huffed under her breath, referring to the past and now dead silent truce they have had.
“Oi Granger, come on just a little smile to brighten my poorly going morning” he said in a charming way, that almost sounded real, but Hermione stood there and glared one more time
“Leave me alone, Malfoy”
“It’s DRACO” he yelled at her retreating back and so she would get the message “D-R-A-C-O”
“I-D-O-N-T-C-A-R-E, now can you tell me what that’s spell?” she retorted with a knowing smirk, closing the portrait
Draco cocked his head to the side trying to get the meaning of the bunch of letters she had just spilled before going her jolly way.
“Idontcare” he frowned and the his eyes widen “I Don’t Care” just to narrowed again and a sinister smirk adorned his face “Oh but you will, Granger”
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Kali Noir stood in her classroom watching closely that every detail was in the right place, sighing longingly she finally sat behind her desk and took a sip of her coffee ‘bloody America, turns you into a fucking caffeine addict’ she thought with a smile of her surrogate homeland for the last 13 years.
There was a gentle knock on her classroom door that got her out of her thoughts.
“Come in” she said reclining back on her chair but sat straight at the person who crossed the doorway
“Well good morning, Miss Noir” said the over jolly voice of the one, only and quite nutty Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore
“Good Morning Headmaster” she replied back, gesturing for the old man to sit “May I be of service?”
“I been asking myself the same question” he said absently, Kali just looked at him puzzled as of what he meant by that, he chuckled “is something troubling you my child?”
Kali duelled between sharing her worries with him or keep them all by herself, but before any of the parties came to a conclusion he spoke.
“You know is best to let go of the meaningless things of the past, they can hurt us further more if we hold on to them like a clutch, things that are said in the spur of the moment and when we realize we have hurt those who we love the most” he said looking square in her eyes she was left speechless for several seconds then his hand was outstretch with something “Lemon drop?”
She shook her head no and he added “I must admit your style in teaching is a tad odd but really what it isn’t in this castle, oh and don’t worry about Miss Granger, I’m sure she will come around you have a good day now, professor” with that he left leaving her in total shock, she had heard rumours about the Headmaster being odd even crazy but this was just shocking
“Does he had stalker added to the list, How the hell does he know?” she wandered out loud, to her surprise a single portrait came with the answer
“The old plotting coot has more eyes and ears than any creature know to man, quite observant, he is” and once again fell silent
Kali rested her head on her wooden desk, her coffee long forgotten and memories began to swirl around her dragging her down like waterspout and all the sudden she felt breathless, her eyes stung for the lack of blinking and her brain was shutting her down, it was too much simply too much.
Before she or anyone for the matter could do anything about it, she passed out.
*-*_*-*_*-*_*-*
This. Was. Hell.
Hermione was sure of it, she was in hell and nobody could convince her otherwise, with her head in her hands, as to hide from the world she was asking just one question “Why Me?”
What was she talking about, well only about how every Slytherin male have come to complement her this morning, it came as a domino effect after Malfoy have enter the Great Hall and have recited her the next few lines:
“Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
But Oh Dear Head Girl
Where Would We be Without You”
It was the cheesiest, most lame and incredibly funny thing anyone has said to Hermione, but the thing was that he have done it, in front of every-fucking-one and not only have everybody gaped at them but they were watching her every move and it unnerved her, after the actual shock, Harry have moved across the table and whispered to her ear
“I think he finally lost it, don’t you reckon?” He have said amused and a tad shocked at Malfoy’s odd actions, Hermione just nodded
“Everybody is watching me, it’s so unnerving” she said in hush whisper
“Welcome to my world” Harry stated sympathetic, while rubbing circles on her back to calm her down “even though is Malfoy, you got to admit it was bloody funny”
Again she just nodded and then it had started, First up Blaise Zabini
“Sous bella e intelligente, e tanto speciale come piove di Aprile” this really made Hermione flush, it was very pretty and even more said in his native tongue but she reminded herself that this was some mind game of them.
But she answered nontheless “grazie Zabini, abbastanza di la poesia ma io desiderare a tanquillo giorno, potere io?”
Blaise looked at her with mirth in his eyes “non mica”
“Perché?” she suddenly aware that this was worse than she have thought
But Blaise just left without another word and as soon as he left, another approached, Theodore Nott who recited a pretty yet dark verse, so Poe-ish.
And so it have been since Breakfast, now she was sitting in History of Magic, without Harry nor the ever temperamental Ron (he was much needed at the moment), with her head in her hands asking herself, while yet another Slytherin recited something to her…
“Why Me?”
She didn’t really knew if to thank Merlin or to curse him to hell for the ringing bell but even though she had no time to decide, when a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward, she squeaked and almost tripped over her own feet.
“Now Granger we are going to be late for class, hurry along will you?” He asked her, still pulling her, she came to sudden halt and it was him, who almost fell on his arse this time “Granger”
“Why are you really pulling me to class, one that will not start for another 15 minutes Malfoy?” she gave him the Granger Stare™ but when there was no avail she did the one and only Veritaserum© look, which Malfoy commented something under his breath that sounded much like “If Umbridge have know that look she would have gotten better results”
Making a dramatic yet needed sigh he admitted “Fine Granger, if you want to stink like this corridor will in the next minute, you must stay behind” he said and added “It was and is my duty as a gentleman to save the lady from possible distress but she doesn’t want to be save then, one can’t force it”
“Merlin! What it is wrong in your head?” she asked but then her nostrils caught it, it was putrid and she almost gagged at the awful smell coming their way “Wha…It is….Oh Merlin!”
In the sudden movements Hermione’s satchel fell and she stopped dead on the spot, her books!
“My books!” Draco rolled his eyes, while panic of stinking stroke a emotion he really didn’t use much, if this caught her, she will stink for days and so will anyone near her….
“Transporto” he yelled waving his wand at her satchel and scattered books, once they disappeared from sight, he pulled her “Let’s go, Granger!”
She didn’t have to be told twice, she ran like the fucking wind, once out of that floor, she collapsed against a wall, her heart hammering in her chest “I’m going to hurl”
“Oh don’t be so dramatic Granger and by the way it’s Draco” an exaggerated sigh escaped him again “and here I was taking in consideration that the rumours were true and you were the brightest witch our age”
Hermione glanced up and met his grey eyes the were dancing with amusement at her bewildered expression, he was having a field day at her expense and even she had to admit they were kind of funny.
“Can you tell me were did my books landed?” she asked through gritted teeth, he smirked
“Do say or not to say, that is the question” he wandered “I think I’ll go with the latter” with that he parted, leaving widen eyed, gaping and fuming Gryffindor Princess at his wake.
“YOU BLOODY FERRET!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs before running to her common room to see if they were there.
Draco was bursting with joy, he had ticked off Granger, even if she had ended up insulting him, in the end he had accomplished the first part of this year entertainment ‘Oh Granger you are just too easy’
By the time she had got into the classroom red faced and at the verge of a nervous breakdown, he had messed with her books, saved her from a stinking fate probably but he had transported her books to an unknown destination, to her of bloody course.
“Why, Miss Granger you have decided to join us at last?” was a voice she just fucking dreaded to hear ‘Why Me?’ she asked herself for the hundred and fifth time this day, and without meeting her professor’s eyes she slumped into the desk which she never made it.
When she looked up a menacing looking Kali Noir was facing her “You sit with Mister Malfoy, do you not?”
That was it!
She was done!
She wasn’t pissed!
She was LIVID!
“If you will just used your eyes for something other than to pick on me you would have notice, that someone is already sitting with him now if you please leave me alone and Fous le camp!” She said for the world to hear, Harry and Draco’s eyes widen at the last phrase. She didn’t? Oh yes she fucking DID!
Kali Noir seized the opportunity to pounce “You know what Miss Granger, I’m quite sick of you attitude towards me is very disrespectful and you are just a petite merde yet so sit were you are suppose to and shut your smart mouth” she was seething by the end of the little speech.
But Hermione was far from done with her, snarling , they were looking at each other like to alphas about to fight for territory…
“Va t'empaler encule” Hermione snarled
Hell was about to brake loose…
TBC
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A/N:
Well I hope you like this because like it says at the end hell is about to break loose
Let me know if you like it....
margaritama and paigeey07:
well girls Stay tuned because this will only get better (I Hope Lol)very soon you will discover who this mysterious Kali is and how they relate....take care
Translation
Italian:
Sous bella e intelligente, e tanto speciale come piove di Aprile
You are beautiful and intelligent and as special like the April’s rain
Gazie Zabini, abbastanza di la poesia ma io desiderare a tanquillo giorno, potere io?
Thank you Zabini, quite the poetry but I want a peaceful day, can I?
Non mica
Not Really
Perché?
Why?
French
Fous le camp
Fuck Off
Va t'empaler encule
Go fuck yourself
Petite Merde
Little Shit
Well my people Take lots of care, I hope this next year brings you all what you desire....
Love you all and thanks for the support this year
Read you in 2009
Love
Lola
Happy NEW YEAR 2009
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The Granger Chronicle
Chapter Three: Plans in Motion and a Little Bit More...
A few weeks went down the road without anything major happening, Hermione and Professor Noir relationship didn’t look as heated as at the beginning, still Draco, Ron and Harry kept their eyes open for anything that might tick off the bomb.
Because it seem that Headmaster Dumbledore didn’t saw nor knew anything and Professor Snape was having to much fun to do anything against the source of his amusement.
Draco and Hermione’s relationship was about to change, during the last few weeks they have become somewhat civil towards each other, not friendly just cordial, they talk of Head duty business and when working together (that seem to happen quite a lot) nothing went wrong. Now it was time to put the plan in motion…
Ticking Granger Off
That morning Draco have come down the stairs ready and quite early, smirking to himself, he sat on the leather armchair, facing Hermione’s door, with a cup of tea in his hand and his suave attitude to him.
Right on cue as to not disappoint, Hermione ran down the stairs to grab her satchel and go to her the first class of the day.
“Don’t you look dashing this morning?” Draco asked enthusiastically, in response Hermione glared his way, smirking he continued “Come on sunshine give me a smile”
“Oh I knew this was too good to be true” she huffed under her breath, referring to the past and now dead silent truce they have had.
“Oi Granger, come on just a little smile to brighten my poorly going morning” he said in a charming way, that almost sounded real, but Hermione stood there and glared one more time
“Leave me alone, Malfoy”
“It’s DRACO” he yelled at her retreating back and so she would get the message “D-R-A-C-O”
“I-D-O-N-T-C-A-R-E, now can you tell me what that’s spell?” she retorted with a knowing smirk, closing the portrait
Draco cocked his head to the side trying to get the meaning of the bunch of letters she had just spilled before going her jolly way.
“Idontcare” he frowned and the his eyes widen “I Don’t Care” just to narrowed again and a sinister smirk adorned his face “Oh but you will, Granger”
*-*_*-*_*-*_*-*
Kali Noir stood in her classroom watching closely that every detail was in the right place, sighing longingly she finally sat behind her desk and took a sip of her coffee ‘bloody America, turns you into a fucking caffeine addict’ she thought with a smile of her surrogate homeland for the last 13 years.
There was a gentle knock on her classroom door that got her out of her thoughts.
“Come in” she said reclining back on her chair but sat straight at the person who crossed the doorway
“Well good morning, Miss Noir” said the over jolly voice of the one, only and quite nutty Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore
“Good Morning Headmaster” she replied back, gesturing for the old man to sit “May I be of service?”
“I been asking myself the same question” he said absently, Kali just looked at him puzzled as of what he meant by that, he chuckled “is something troubling you my child?”
Kali duelled between sharing her worries with him or keep them all by herself, but before any of the parties came to a conclusion he spoke.
“You know is best to let go of the meaningless things of the past, they can hurt us further more if we hold on to them like a clutch, things that are said in the spur of the moment and when we realize we have hurt those who we love the most” he said looking square in her eyes she was left speechless for several seconds then his hand was outstretch with something “Lemon drop?”
She shook her head no and he added “I must admit your style in teaching is a tad odd but really what it isn’t in this castle, oh and don’t worry about Miss Granger, I’m sure she will come around you have a good day now, professor” with that he left leaving her in total shock, she had heard rumours about the Headmaster being odd even crazy but this was just shocking
“Does he had stalker added to the list, How the hell does he know?” she wandered out loud, to her surprise a single portrait came with the answer
“The old plotting coot has more eyes and ears than any creature know to man, quite observant, he is” and once again fell silent
Kali rested her head on her wooden desk, her coffee long forgotten and memories began to swirl around her dragging her down like waterspout and all the sudden she felt breathless, her eyes stung for the lack of blinking and her brain was shutting her down, it was too much simply too much.
Before she or anyone for the matter could do anything about it, she passed out.
*-*_*-*_*-*_*-*
This. Was. Hell.
Hermione was sure of it, she was in hell and nobody could convince her otherwise, with her head in her hands, as to hide from the world she was asking just one question “Why Me?”
What was she talking about, well only about how every Slytherin male have come to complement her this morning, it came as a domino effect after Malfoy have enter the Great Hall and have recited her the next few lines:
“Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
But Oh Dear Head Girl
Where Would We be Without You”
It was the cheesiest, most lame and incredibly funny thing anyone has said to Hermione, but the thing was that he have done it, in front of every-fucking-one and not only have everybody gaped at them but they were watching her every move and it unnerved her, after the actual shock, Harry have moved across the table and whispered to her ear
“I think he finally lost it, don’t you reckon?” He have said amused and a tad shocked at Malfoy’s odd actions, Hermione just nodded
“Everybody is watching me, it’s so unnerving” she said in hush whisper
“Welcome to my world” Harry stated sympathetic, while rubbing circles on her back to calm her down “even though is Malfoy, you got to admit it was bloody funny”
Again she just nodded and then it had started, First up Blaise Zabini
“Sous bella e intelligente, e tanto speciale come piove di Aprile” this really made Hermione flush, it was very pretty and even more said in his native tongue but she reminded herself that this was some mind game of them.
But she answered nontheless “grazie Zabini, abbastanza di la poesia ma io desiderare a tanquillo giorno, potere io?”
Blaise looked at her with mirth in his eyes “non mica”
“Perché?” she suddenly aware that this was worse than she have thought
But Blaise just left without another word and as soon as he left, another approached, Theodore Nott who recited a pretty yet dark verse, so Poe-ish.
And so it have been since Breakfast, now she was sitting in History of Magic, without Harry nor the ever temperamental Ron (he was much needed at the moment), with her head in her hands asking herself, while yet another Slytherin recited something to her…
“Why Me?”
She didn’t really knew if to thank Merlin or to curse him to hell for the ringing bell but even though she had no time to decide, when a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward, she squeaked and almost tripped over her own feet.
“Now Granger we are going to be late for class, hurry along will you?” He asked her, still pulling her, she came to sudden halt and it was him, who almost fell on his arse this time “Granger”
“Why are you really pulling me to class, one that will not start for another 15 minutes Malfoy?” she gave him the Granger Stare™ but when there was no avail she did the one and only Veritaserum© look, which Malfoy commented something under his breath that sounded much like “If Umbridge have know that look she would have gotten better results”
Making a dramatic yet needed sigh he admitted “Fine Granger, if you want to stink like this corridor will in the next minute, you must stay behind” he said and added “It was and is my duty as a gentleman to save the lady from possible distress but she doesn’t want to be save then, one can’t force it”
“Merlin! What it is wrong in your head?” she asked but then her nostrils caught it, it was putrid and she almost gagged at the awful smell coming their way “Wha…It is….Oh Merlin!”
In the sudden movements Hermione’s satchel fell and she stopped dead on the spot, her books!
“My books!” Draco rolled his eyes, while panic of stinking stroke a emotion he really didn’t use much, if this caught her, she will stink for days and so will anyone near her….
“Transporto” he yelled waving his wand at her satchel and scattered books, once they disappeared from sight, he pulled her “Let’s go, Granger!”
She didn’t have to be told twice, she ran like the fucking wind, once out of that floor, she collapsed against a wall, her heart hammering in her chest “I’m going to hurl”
“Oh don’t be so dramatic Granger and by the way it’s Draco” an exaggerated sigh escaped him again “and here I was taking in consideration that the rumours were true and you were the brightest witch our age”
Hermione glanced up and met his grey eyes the were dancing with amusement at her bewildered expression, he was having a field day at her expense and even she had to admit they were kind of funny.
“Can you tell me were did my books landed?” she asked through gritted teeth, he smirked
“Do say or not to say, that is the question” he wandered “I think I’ll go with the latter” with that he parted, leaving widen eyed, gaping and fuming Gryffindor Princess at his wake.
“YOU BLOODY FERRET!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs before running to her common room to see if they were there.
Draco was bursting with joy, he had ticked off Granger, even if she had ended up insulting him, in the end he had accomplished the first part of this year entertainment ‘Oh Granger you are just too easy’
By the time she had got into the classroom red faced and at the verge of a nervous breakdown, he had messed with her books, saved her from a stinking fate probably but he had transported her books to an unknown destination, to her of bloody course.
“Why, Miss Granger you have decided to join us at last?” was a voice she just fucking dreaded to hear ‘Why Me?’ she asked herself for the hundred and fifth time this day, and without meeting her professor’s eyes she slumped into the desk which she never made it.
When she looked up a menacing looking Kali Noir was facing her “You sit with Mister Malfoy, do you not?”
That was it!
She was done!
She wasn’t pissed!
She was LIVID!
“If you will just used your eyes for something other than to pick on me you would have notice, that someone is already sitting with him now if you please leave me alone and Fous le camp!” She said for the world to hear, Harry and Draco’s eyes widen at the last phrase. She didn’t? Oh yes she fucking DID!
Kali Noir seized the opportunity to pounce “You know what Miss Granger, I’m quite sick of you attitude towards me is very disrespectful and you are just a petite merde yet so sit were you are suppose to and shut your smart mouth” she was seething by the end of the little speech.
But Hermione was far from done with her, snarling , they were looking at each other like to alphas about to fight for territory…
“Va t'empaler encule” Hermione snarled
Hell was about to brake loose…
TBC
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A/N:
Well I hope you like this because like it says at the end hell is about to break loose
Let me know if you like it....
margaritama and paigeey07:
well girls Stay tuned because this will only get better (I Hope Lol)very soon you will discover who this mysterious Kali is and how they relate....take care
Translation
Italian:
Sous bella e intelligente, e tanto speciale come piove di Aprile
You are beautiful and intelligent and as special like the April’s rain
Gazie Zabini, abbastanza di la poesia ma io desiderare a tanquillo giorno, potere io?
Thank you Zabini, quite the poetry but I want a peaceful day, can I?
Non mica
Not Really
Perché?
Why?
French
Fous le camp
Fuck Off
Va t'empaler encule
Go fuck yourself
Petite Merde
Little Shit
Well my people Take lots of care, I hope this next year brings you all what you desire....
Love you all and thanks for the support this year
Read you in 2009
Love
Lola