Draco and Hermione sat with each other and discussed the apologies just offered by Pansy, Goyle, and Crabbe.
'I don't think we should tell Ron and Harry about this.' Hermione suddenly said.
This surprised Draco.
'You tell them everything.' Draco replied.
'Not this I know those boys. They will kill Crabbe and Goyle.' she said seriously.
'Good call.' he smiled. 'What about the rest of the Slytherin students? Many saw the teachers carrying you out of the room. You know how things spread in Hogwarts.'
'Oh yeah. Let's go ask Dumbledore if we can obliviate that part from their minds.' Hermione suggested.
'Mmk.'
They got up from the bed and went to Dumbledore's office.
'Lemon Honey.' they both stated.
Once inside, Dumbledore smiled seeing Hermione out of bed, and her face looking normal.
'Ahh, Miss Granger and young Mr. Malfoy. How are you too? Shouldn't you be studying for your Transfiguration test?'
'Professor, it's only ten!' Hermione laughed.
'Alas, in this you are correct.' he smiled. 'Well, what can I do for you two?'
'We were just thinking about Harry and Ron, Professor. We don't think it wise if they find out about what happened. You know as well as we do, Professor, that Harry and Ron would not stand to see Pansy, Goyle and Crabbe alive and healthy.'
'I understand completely, and I have taken care of it.' he smiled. 'Those who knew about the incident, do not remember it any longer. The only students at Hogwarts that know are you, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Parkinson, Mr. Crabbe and Mr. Goyle.'
'That's excatly what we had in mind...' Draco said curiously. 'Well thank you.'
Dumbledore smiled, and the couple left.
'How does that old coot know everything??' Draco asked Hermione.
'I don't know, but it never seizes to amaze me.' she smiled. ‘And if he does know everything, as you say, Draco, I wouldn’t call him an old coot if I were you.’
‘Listen to your fiancee, young Mr. Malfoy.’ Dumbledore’s voice came from his office.
Draco’s eyes widened in wonder. ‘Sorry, sir!’ he yelled back.
Draco then took Hermione’s hand and ran down the hall.
Madame Pomfrey met the couple around the corner.
'Oh, there you are Miss Granger! I was looking for you, you don't have to stay in the hospital anymore. I think your face will heal just fine, I also saw that you used a cold pack. Feel free to take it with you to your room with you.'
'Alright, thanks.' Hermione smiled.
Madame Pomfrey then set off to go back to the ward.
'How is your face feeling?' Draco asked.
'Okay now, I guess it just happens in the morning.' she sighed.
'Oh good, so you'll have something to look forward to every day.' he chuckled.
'Shut up...' she mumbled.
They walked back to the Gryffindor common room. Only two occupied the room...Draco and Hermione should have chosen the Slytherin common room.
'Oh my god!' Hermione cried as she opened the door.
Draco and Hermione walked in on a make-out fest. Ron Weasley was on top of Lavender Brown as they laid on the couch. Lavender was in a small white tank top, Ron in a white beater. Their over-shirts were on the floor. Ron pulled away from Lavender's lips and looked up at the other couple.
Hermione blushed.
Draco laughed hysterically.
Ron quickly sat up, as did Lavender. She blushed having Draco see her in the small tank top. She also quickly brushed through her messed-up hair with her fingers. 'Hey Hermione.' Ron smiled.
'Hi.' Lavender smiled.
'Hey you two.' Hermione smiled.
Draco just continued to laugh.
'We were just going to study for Transfiguration in my room, is there anyone anythere? Or are Harry and Ginny snogging in there?' Hermione asked jokingly.
Ron's face dropped.
'I'm kidding, Ron.' Hermione smiled.
Hermione walked over and opened her door.
'Oh my god!' Hermione squealed.
Draco turned to see.
'HAHAHA!' Draco cried, once again cracking up.
A tossled-hair Harry walked out, followed by a stumbling Ginny. Their eyes widened when they saw Ron.
'What were you doing to my little sister??' Ron demanded, yelling at Harry.
'Err, we didn't know anyone was in here...' Harry muttered.
'Obviously!' Ron cried.
'Wait---' Ginny stammered, 'What were you and Lavender doing in here?!'
Ginny looked over at a blushing Lavender.
'You have SEX HAIR!' Ginny cried pointing.
Draco fell onto the ground, holding his aching stomach. Tears were flowing from his eyes.
'Draco! Stop it, it's not that funny!' Hermione scolded.
'LIKE HELL IT ISN'T!' he cried.
'Sex hair??' Lavender questioned, 'We didn't have sex...and how would YOU know what that looks like Ginevra Weasley??'
'YEAH?!' Ron exclaimed, 'How would you know??'
'HOLD IT! HOLD IT!' Harry yelled loudly.
He looked at Ginny intensely.
'Your name is Ginevra??' he asked.
Ginny blushed.
Draco...yup...laughed some more.
'Potter doesn't even know his girlfriend's name!!' Draco cried hysterically.
'Shut up, Malfoy.' Harry sneered.
'C'mon Draco, let's go study. Let's get out of this argument.' Hermione said.
Draco slowly crawled into her room.
When Hermione closed the door Draco immediately stopped laughing.
'Whoa...whoa...what just happened??' She asked waving her hands in confusion.
'What do you mean?' he asked.
'You were one tear short of pissing your frickin' pants out there! And you come in here and stop automatically??'
'Oh, I only laughed to piss them all off.' he smirked.
'Your such a bastard...' she replied shaking her head...a smile still planted on her face, much to her protest.
'Come on, I thought you wanted to study.' he snapped.
She rolled her eyes as he jumped onto her bed, opening some books.
---
Two hours later Draco and Hermione, along with many other students sat in Professor McGonagall's room. Waiting for her to hand out the test.
'Well, good afternoon students.' McGonagall said with a tight smile, 'I hope you studied.'
With that statement, a silent panic came over the students. 'I am the teacher that offered to re-explain grading to the students.' she said, 'Passing grades are O, outstanding, E, exceeds expectations and A, acceptable. A is barely passing, however. Failing grades are P, poor and D for dreadful. Hopefully you all with receive an O or an E.' McGonagall clarified.
'Yeah right.' Hermione heard Ron sigh.
'At the end of this week, when all your tests are done, lists for each class will appear on the doors of each House tower. There will also be a long list of four digit codes. Each of you will think of a four digit code and write it on the top of the tests I hand out to you. You can find your code on the list and your grade will be next to it.' McGonagall explained.
McGonagall then handed out the tests. Hermione looked over at Draco and smiled.
'You can do it.' she mouthed.
He just gave her a scared look and took the test from McGonagall.
'I should add,' McGonagall started, 'that there are anti-cheating spells on ALL the tests given out at Hogwarts.'
The students mumbled a bit. After McGonagall handed out the tests she sat behind a desk.
'Begin.' she announced.
Hermione looked down at her test. She quickly wrote: 6549 on top of her paper. It was her home street address. She then read the first problem.
#1: How was the first wand created?
Hermione sighed happily.
She wrote: About 500,000 years ago a wizard found a dying unicorn and tried to save it but couldn't. The animal's blood and hair was all over his hands, he washed away the blood, but saved the hairs. He tied the hairs to a stick, in order not to lose them, and he unknowingly created the first wand.
She smiled and went on with the test.
-
Draco was also looking down at his test. He smiled as he wrote: 6969 at the top of his paper...it was his favorite position.
'How was the first wand created?' he asked himself. He thought long and hard, trying to remember all the things he and Hermione went through. He looked over at his girl, hoping her face would trigger memory...no such luck.
'Fuck it.' he told himself.
He wrote: God said, 'Let there be wand...and it was good'.
He looked at it disappointed in himself. He hoped McGonagall would think it clever. He knew she wouldn't laugh though.
---
At five o'clock McGonagall rose from her chair.
'Put down your quills and place your tests face down on the desks.'
Hermione smiled as she put her quill down. She looked to her side at Harry.
'How'd you do?' she asked him.
'Better than I did at Potions, i'm sure.' he sighed, 'You? An O, I assume?'
'Hope so.' she smiled.
'Dismissed.' McGonagall called after she saw all quills and tests down.
'So, what happened between you and Ron after Draco and I left?' Hermione asked Harry.
'At one point he was on top of me trying to strangle me.' He chuckled invisioning it once again in his mind.
'Funny?' she asked.
'Very.' he smiled. 'Eventually Ginny told him off. She said stuff about how she's not a little girl anymore and Ron can't protect her from everything and she even threw in a few "Youre not the boss of me's".'
'Really?' Hermione asked smiling.
'Yup.'
'Haha, that's great.'
'Did you know Ginny's name was Ginevra?' Harry asked sheepishly.
'Yeah. Did you think it was Virginia?' Hermione asked. 'Yeah...'
'Yeah I guess you would. Virginia is the muggle version of Ginny. Ginevra is the wizard version.' Hermione explained.
'Then how'd you know it was Ginevra? Your parents are muggle!' Harry cried, still upset that he didn't know his girlfriend's actual name.
'She told me.' she smiled.
'Oh...of course. She tells everyone her name, but her boyfriend.'
'Maybe she assumed Ron told you, no big deal, don't worry about it, Harry.'
'No big deal...you know Draco's name...' he muttered.
Then Draco just happened to stroll up to them.
'Hey Hermione...Harry.' he said as he stepped in between them.
'Hey baby.' Hermione smiled.
'Hey.' Harry snapped, still perterbed about 'Ginevra'.
'How'd you do?' Hermione asked.
'Horrible. I think.' he sighed, 'You?'
'Good. Why do you think horrible? We studied a lot...well I did. How much did you study before this morning with me?'
'Umm...an hour or so.'
'An hour??'
'Well, things happened. We've been kind of busy. How did you study so much?'
'I make time.' she replied, 'But i'm sure you didn't do THAT bad.'
'Maybe not..I dunno. Give me one of the questions you remember. I'll tell you what my answer was.'
'Mmk...what are four types of wands?'
'Thats an easy one, Hermione, unicorn hair, Veela hair, Phoenix feather and Dragon Heartstring.' 'Oops.' mumbled Ron as he walked up next to them, along with Lavender. 'Are you sure that's right?'
'Yes, Draco's right.' Lavender chimed.
'Oh well.' Ron sighed.
'What did you put, Ron?' Hermione asked.
'10 inch, 8 inch, 6 inch and 12 inch.' Ron muttered.
'Are you sure you were describing wands??' Draco asked laughing at his own sexual joke.
'Very funny, Malfoy.' Ron spat.
Harry laughed.
'I can't believe you put their sizes as types.' he smiled.
'Shut up.' Ron said, blushing from embarassment.
'New question, Hermione.' Draco said breaking away from the other discussion.
'Umm...okay, at what angle should you have your elbow bent went attempting the 'swish and flick'?'
The group laughed, except Hermione.
'What?' Hermione asked.
'Like anyone knew that one. I bet it was a trick answer.' Draco sneered.
'It's 100 degrees.' Hermione replied.
The group stopped their laughs and stared at Hermione.
'Bloody hell, Hermione!' Ron cried, 'How the frick did you know that? Is that right?'
'Of course it's right. We learned it out first year. In Beginners Transfiguration.'
'Your sad, Granger.' Lavender sighed.
The group then went to the Great Hall for dinner.
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