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Chapter 5
The door swung open to reveal the form of Professor McGonagall hunched over the huge bureau she sat behind, she looked up and their entry and pushed the pieces of work she had been sorting through to one side in a neat pile.
“Just the two people I’d been waiting for, please Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger take a seat.” The two students sat down in two comfortable chairs that were placed so conveniently in front of the smiling woman, this was a rare sight to see, Minerva McGonagall normally kept a stern Facade so students wouldn’t think she was a push over. McGonagall continued to talk.
“I’m sure toi found toi rooms to your liking?” Hermione and Draco nodded, not wanting to interrupt the woman with meaningless chatter.
“As I’m sure toi know, as Head boy and Girl toi are in charge of your prefects, making sure they know the rules, giving them patrolling duties and seeing they do not slack off. As toi cannot call a meeting with them on such short notice, last night and this evenings Patrols will be handled par the teachers. After tonight, it will be up to toi and the prefects, if toi are unable to have it planned par tomorrow then I am afraid that toi will have to do it all until toi have everything organised, Patrols are to be from 9 until 11pm each evening, and at least 2 prefects ou yourselves must be present each night. Weekends will be covered par professors. Do toi have any questions?” Draco and Hermione’s heads moved in synchronization, once again both staying silent.
“Also, all Hogsmeade trips have been planned, it is your duty to help make sure students are sûr, sans danger while on the visits, obviously toi can’t follow them all around but if toi see anything happening that shouldn’t be then toi must stop it. Also it is in your rights to plan any extra Hogsmeade visits if toi deem the necessary. Of course those dates to need to be approved par me first. Also toi are allowed to plan certain events in school, namely parties ou dances, all these events need to have specific reasons for happening though and like the Hogsmeade weekends need to be approved par me.” Hermione’s brain was already working; thinking of ideas for the future, Draco watched her out of the corner of his eye and slight curl to the corner of his lips at her concentrated expression. This didn’t go un-noticed par McGonagall who had to fight to keep her own smile from her lips.
“You two are some of the most- if not the most intelligent students in this school, I believe between you, toi will be able to make some excellent decisions that will benefit our school, please don’t let me down. Another problem has been brought to my attention already, it seems that while the 5th years and upwards have not caused any problems so far between houses, the longer years aren’t being as lenient in letting go of past inter-house rivalries, even though it is only the first jour back it has already been made fairly obvious, hopefully the new seating plans should help but I would appreciate it if toi two could also try and help break down the barriers between houses.” The two heads took this as their dismissal and both stood, Draco inclined his head in a goodbye. Hermione broke the silence.
“Thank toi Professor, have a good evening.” With these last words the two former foes left the office, leaving Professor McGonagall to turn to the portrait behind her.
“I do hope toi know what toi are doing Albus, this is the most power we have placed with the Head boy and school since the beginning of the school.” Albus Dumbledore’s eyes shone as he smiled.
“Oh Minerva, I believe Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy will make the best decisions possible, and will help the house rivalries problem plus than we had hoped.” Albus fell silent, McGonagall musing over his words.
“I hope you’re not trying to play Matchmaker Albus, It can only end in tears…”
Meanwhile back in the Heads dorms Draco was lazing in a green arm chair in front of the flickering fire. Hermione had rushed straight upstairs it had been only ten minutes when the smiling Gryffindor girl pranced back down the stairs into the room. She had changed out of her robes and was now in a pair of shorts and a Jumper that hung off one shoulder as it was too big for her. Her normal bushy hair was in a loose bun on haut, retour au début of her head. In her arms she was carrying what looked like a sort of Parchment (Muggle paper?) and instead of a quill it was a thin stick, slightly smaller and thinner than a wand. Using her elbow she had a huge hardback book, it was clutched tightly, she hoped it wouldn’t fall.
Hermione climbed into the red chair that was off to the side of the green one that Draco was already seated in. He hadn’t taken proper notice when she had walked down the stairs but now, as she sat traverser, croix legged on the huge chair, the book resting on her knee’s with the paper on that and the lid of the pen resting on her lip he couldn’t help but admire how peaceful she looked- how pretty. Draco tried to stop the thoughts coming but the feu that lay flickering in front of them was lighting her up and casting shadows around her, making her look like she glowed. She looked up quickly, sensing eyes on her. Draco tried to déplacer his gaze from her but wasn’t quick enough to stop her seeing the hint of rose tinged on his cheeks. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, into a small smile.
“So, how are we going to do this?” Hermione talking brought Draco’s eyes back around to meet hers his eyebrows furrowed together, confused.
“Do what?” Hermione shook her head, rolling her eyes, laughing gently.
“You know the patrols, events, and Hogsmeade weekends? Ring any bells Malfoy? We were talking about it with McGonagall. It was less than an heure ago!” Hermione, Draco realised was far too sarcastic at times, she was quick, he would give her that.
“Yes Granger I remember, but why do we need to sort it out now? Why not in a few days?” Hermione picked up the cushion suivant to her and threw it at Draco’s face with surprisingly good aim, he was to shocked to catch it so it smacked him right on target, it didn’t hurt though, it was only a fluffy cushion. Both of them stopped moving, both shocked at what Hermione had done, it wasn’t violent, just joking, something toi might do to a friend. Draco tossed the cushion back after a moment, grinning, one of the first real smile’s Hermione had really seen grace Draco’s pale face. Hermione began to talk, breaking them both out of the slightly awkward silence that had engulfed them.
“If we do it now then we won’t have to do it later in the week when we have tons of homework plus having to patrol, and if we want any events then McGonagall will have plus time to decide whether we are allowed them ou not. And I really don’t want to have to be doing Patrols par ourselves for however long it takes to get the patrols timetable done.” Draco just shrugged and nodded his head; Hermione was already drawing out a table, ready to place the names of the prefects down on the sheet in the right places.
It didn’t take Hermione and Draco long to sort out Prefect duties once they were both fully concentrating on it. Once everything was done and copies had been made for each common room and individual Prefect plus a copy for the heads common room. Draco made to get up when Hermione stopped him, Calling to him and reaching out a hand but dropping it when she remembered who he was.
“Hey Malfoy, I had an Idea for just before Christmas, We could hold a big Christmas Party, a ball sort of thing on the last night before people leave for the Holidays, for all the years. 1st to 3rd years leaving at 10:30pm and everyone else could stay until midnight? I just think it would be a fun Idea, something for people to look vers l'avant, vers l’avant to, especially those who have to stay here at Hogwarts over the holidays.” She looked up at him, biting her lip lightly an apprehensive look in her eyes.
Draco seemed to be thinking the idea over, he was still, unmoving, not even blinking, and then slowly he nodded.
“It’s a good idea Granger, we’ll check it with McGonagall tomorrow but it’s getting late and I don’t want to oversleep tomorrow. Goodnight Granger.” And without another word Draco left, almost sprinting to his bedroom, Hermione sat shocked for a moment but then got up, picking up the things she needed, walking to her room, when she got to where the stairs divisé, split off up to Draco’s room she left a faint whisper of a “goodnight” and left to her room, slowly, not wanting to go to sleep because she knew what was coming.
Draco woke up to screaming, it was early, maybe 3am but it was a noise he had heard so many times before, it was the sound of someone being tortured.
Fini (don’t ask, I’ve been putting aléatoire French words in everything I’ve done since yesterday) I’m so sorry I took so long, I’m awful, I promised this chapter about 2 weeks il y a and I didn’t and it isn’t even a long chapter. I wanted to write plus but decided it would be quicker just to get this out now and I wanted to be mean :P Hope toi liked this chapter, the suivant one will be shorted but filled with Dramione Fluffy shizz :D Until suivant time, leave me your opinions :D
Chapter 5
The door swung open to reveal the form of Professor McGonagall hunched over the huge bureau she sat behind, she looked up and their entry and pushed the pieces of work she had been sorting through to one side in a neat pile.
“Just the two people I’d been waiting for, please Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger take a seat.” The two students sat down in two comfortable chairs that were placed so conveniently in front of the smiling woman, this was a rare sight to see, Minerva McGonagall normally kept a stern Facade so students wouldn’t think she was a push over. McGonagall continued to talk.
“I’m sure toi found toi rooms to your liking?” Hermione and Draco nodded, not wanting to interrupt the woman with meaningless chatter.
“As I’m sure toi know, as Head boy and Girl toi are in charge of your prefects, making sure they know the rules, giving them patrolling duties and seeing they do not slack off. As toi cannot call a meeting with them on such short notice, last night and this evenings Patrols will be handled par the teachers. After tonight, it will be up to toi and the prefects, if toi are unable to have it planned par tomorrow then I am afraid that toi will have to do it all until toi have everything organised, Patrols are to be from 9 until 11pm each evening, and at least 2 prefects ou yourselves must be present each night. Weekends will be covered par professors. Do toi have any questions?” Draco and Hermione’s heads moved in synchronization, once again both staying silent.
“Also, all Hogsmeade trips have been planned, it is your duty to help make sure students are sûr, sans danger while on the visits, obviously toi can’t follow them all around but if toi see anything happening that shouldn’t be then toi must stop it. Also it is in your rights to plan any extra Hogsmeade visits if toi deem the necessary. Of course those dates to need to be approved par me first. Also toi are allowed to plan certain events in school, namely parties ou dances, all these events need to have specific reasons for happening though and like the Hogsmeade weekends need to be approved par me.” Hermione’s brain was already working; thinking of ideas for the future, Draco watched her out of the corner of his eye and slight curl to the corner of his lips at her concentrated expression. This didn’t go un-noticed par McGonagall who had to fight to keep her own smile from her lips.
“You two are some of the most- if not the most intelligent students in this school, I believe between you, toi will be able to make some excellent decisions that will benefit our school, please don’t let me down. Another problem has been brought to my attention already, it seems that while the 5th years and upwards have not caused any problems so far between houses, the longer years aren’t being as lenient in letting go of past inter-house rivalries, even though it is only the first jour back it has already been made fairly obvious, hopefully the new seating plans should help but I would appreciate it if toi two could also try and help break down the barriers between houses.” The two heads took this as their dismissal and both stood, Draco inclined his head in a goodbye. Hermione broke the silence.
“Thank toi Professor, have a good evening.” With these last words the two former foes left the office, leaving Professor McGonagall to turn to the portrait behind her.
“I do hope toi know what toi are doing Albus, this is the most power we have placed with the Head boy and school since the beginning of the school.” Albus Dumbledore’s eyes shone as he smiled.
“Oh Minerva, I believe Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy will make the best decisions possible, and will help the house rivalries problem plus than we had hoped.” Albus fell silent, McGonagall musing over his words.
“I hope you’re not trying to play Matchmaker Albus, It can only end in tears…”
Meanwhile back in the Heads dorms Draco was lazing in a green arm chair in front of the flickering fire. Hermione had rushed straight upstairs it had been only ten minutes when the smiling Gryffindor girl pranced back down the stairs into the room. She had changed out of her robes and was now in a pair of shorts and a Jumper that hung off one shoulder as it was too big for her. Her normal bushy hair was in a loose bun on haut, retour au début of her head. In her arms she was carrying what looked like a sort of Parchment (Muggle paper?) and instead of a quill it was a thin stick, slightly smaller and thinner than a wand. Using her elbow she had a huge hardback book, it was clutched tightly, she hoped it wouldn’t fall.
Hermione climbed into the red chair that was off to the side of the green one that Draco was already seated in. He hadn’t taken proper notice when she had walked down the stairs but now, as she sat traverser, croix legged on the huge chair, the book resting on her knee’s with the paper on that and the lid of the pen resting on her lip he couldn’t help but admire how peaceful she looked- how pretty. Draco tried to stop the thoughts coming but the feu that lay flickering in front of them was lighting her up and casting shadows around her, making her look like she glowed. She looked up quickly, sensing eyes on her. Draco tried to déplacer his gaze from her but wasn’t quick enough to stop her seeing the hint of rose tinged on his cheeks. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, into a small smile.
“So, how are we going to do this?” Hermione talking brought Draco’s eyes back around to meet hers his eyebrows furrowed together, confused.
“Do what?” Hermione shook her head, rolling her eyes, laughing gently.
“You know the patrols, events, and Hogsmeade weekends? Ring any bells Malfoy? We were talking about it with McGonagall. It was less than an heure ago!” Hermione, Draco realised was far too sarcastic at times, she was quick, he would give her that.
“Yes Granger I remember, but why do we need to sort it out now? Why not in a few days?” Hermione picked up the cushion suivant to her and threw it at Draco’s face with surprisingly good aim, he was to shocked to catch it so it smacked him right on target, it didn’t hurt though, it was only a fluffy cushion. Both of them stopped moving, both shocked at what Hermione had done, it wasn’t violent, just joking, something toi might do to a friend. Draco tossed the cushion back after a moment, grinning, one of the first real smile’s Hermione had really seen grace Draco’s pale face. Hermione began to talk, breaking them both out of the slightly awkward silence that had engulfed them.
“If we do it now then we won’t have to do it later in the week when we have tons of homework plus having to patrol, and if we want any events then McGonagall will have plus time to decide whether we are allowed them ou not. And I really don’t want to have to be doing Patrols par ourselves for however long it takes to get the patrols timetable done.” Draco just shrugged and nodded his head; Hermione was already drawing out a table, ready to place the names of the prefects down on the sheet in the right places.
It didn’t take Hermione and Draco long to sort out Prefect duties once they were both fully concentrating on it. Once everything was done and copies had been made for each common room and individual Prefect plus a copy for the heads common room. Draco made to get up when Hermione stopped him, Calling to him and reaching out a hand but dropping it when she remembered who he was.
“Hey Malfoy, I had an Idea for just before Christmas, We could hold a big Christmas Party, a ball sort of thing on the last night before people leave for the Holidays, for all the years. 1st to 3rd years leaving at 10:30pm and everyone else could stay until midnight? I just think it would be a fun Idea, something for people to look vers l'avant, vers l’avant to, especially those who have to stay here at Hogwarts over the holidays.” She looked up at him, biting her lip lightly an apprehensive look in her eyes.
Draco seemed to be thinking the idea over, he was still, unmoving, not even blinking, and then slowly he nodded.
“It’s a good idea Granger, we’ll check it with McGonagall tomorrow but it’s getting late and I don’t want to oversleep tomorrow. Goodnight Granger.” And without another word Draco left, almost sprinting to his bedroom, Hermione sat shocked for a moment but then got up, picking up the things she needed, walking to her room, when she got to where the stairs divisé, split off up to Draco’s room she left a faint whisper of a “goodnight” and left to her room, slowly, not wanting to go to sleep because she knew what was coming.
Draco woke up to screaming, it was early, maybe 3am but it was a noise he had heard so many times before, it was the sound of someone being tortured.
Fini (don’t ask, I’ve been putting aléatoire French words in everything I’ve done since yesterday) I’m so sorry I took so long, I’m awful, I promised this chapter about 2 weeks il y a and I didn’t and it isn’t even a long chapter. I wanted to write plus but decided it would be quicker just to get this out now and I wanted to be mean :P Hope toi liked this chapter, the suivant one will be shorted but filled with Dramione Fluffy shizz :D Until suivant time, leave me your opinions :D
