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peanutbutterperfect

Jul 2 2004, 01:55 PM

I had an idea last night, but I have several projects going and don't have time for it now. I really liked the idea, so I thought "why not post it as a challange on portkey?"

The Challange details:

Hermione discovers Draco and Ginny having a friendly duel in the charms room, and she sees Draco kiss Ginny.

must:

1) be from Hermione's POV

2) have Draco and Ginny unexpectadly meeting up with the Gryffindor Quidditch team in front of the Fat Lady.

3) have Hermione confronting Ginny

4) someone must say "But why the bloody ferret boy?"

5) include a howler

6) have Snape say "Mr. Weasley my classroom is no place for you to be discussing your sisters love life."

hmm......I think I'll close this challange....never! Open until I get a response!

Turtle The Insane Superstar

Jul 2 2004, 11:32 PM

oh wow that's a good idea! i've nevr written a D/G fic though before.... i might give it a shot!

capnsparrowsgrl23

Jul 12 2004, 06:14 PM

Ooh! This sounds good. I'll try but it will take a while to get done. Such a good idea!

InsipidNight

Jul 12 2004, 11:27 PM

Hmm..it sounds like an awesome idea. I would try it..but right now, I think I suck at writing...wait..well, generally, I think I suck at writing. Heh. I'll try to write it..but I'll probably have to ask a lot of questions if you don't mind...Hmm..I think I'll try. But it's not for certain!!

peanutbutterperfect

Jul 13 2004, 05:47 AM

QUOTE (LiLbitOfLoNeLiNEss @ Jul 13 2004, 03:27 AM)

I don't mind if you ask questions! I'd be happy to answer!

InsipidNight

Jul 13 2004, 11:17 PM

AAH! I don't think i can write it any time soon...cuz I got to finish my other fic first..hehe.

capnsparrowsgrl23

Jul 17 2004, 12:05 PM

QUOTE (peanutbutterperfect @ Jul 2 2004, 09:55 PM)

"Mione?.....Mione?.....Mione?......Mione?.....Mione?"
"WHAT RON? WHAT?" exclaimed Hermione to her best friend. Ron looked up at her and smiled weakly.
"Hi. Um, can you give me the answers to numbers five, twelve, seventeen, forty-two-," Hermione rolled her eyes and totally tuned out to Ron's constant questioning. She looked around the Great Hall and saw that Ginny wasn't sitting next to her usual friends. Normally she would be sitting there, laughing and eating breakfast with two or three select girls. But today, she wasn't even in the room.
Suddenly, she felt someone's hand on her shoulder, causing her to gasp and turn to see Harry looking at her.
"You know, Ron is talking himself hoarse." He told her, a smirk plastering across his lips and his emerald spheres dancing. Hermione laughed weakly, still thinking about Ginny's absence. Harry sat beside her. "What's wrong?"
Hermione sighed. "Nothing, I'm just going to go for a walk around the school." She stood up and slung her tan messenger bag over her shoulder as Harry stood up and looked at her.
"Want me to come?" He asked.
Hermione sighed, running her hands through her wavy chesnut locks. She shook her head. "No, it's okay. I'll see you later, okay?" She rushed out of the Great Hall, leaving Ron to stand up angrily.
"Hey! I'm not finished! I still need seventy-eight more!" He cried. Harry shook his head, bowing it so no one would see his embarrassment.
Meanwhile, Hermione rushed through the corridors, looking for Ginny. She looked in the classrooms, bathrooms, and even the closets but still no sign of her. There was just one more room. The Room of Requirement. She walked up the steps, her heels making a clicking noise on the marble floor, and passed a snickering teenage ghost.
Hermione looked to her. "Have you seen Ginny Weasley, perchance?"
The ghost nodded, laughing. "She's in there." She pointed to the door at the top of the staircase. Hermione thanked the ghost, who burst out laughing, and walked up the stairs. She peeked her head inside the room and saw a flash of red hair and heard a laugh similar to Ginny's. She saw Ginny point her wand at a person on the other side of the room and shouting a spell. There was another giggle from the Weasley girl and Hermione saw her walk over to the person. Hermione sighed with relief and walked in.
"Thank goodness I found you!" She said, walking inside the room. "What's--," Hermione stopped short when she saw Ginny kissing Draco Malfoy. Her mouth dropped when her brown eyes met Ginny's wide blue ones.
"H-Hermione?" She asked, pushing Draco away. "What are you doing here?" Hermione was still in extreme shock, gaping and staring from Draco to Ginny. She watched as Ginny's freckled face slowly turned pink. Draco's hands slowly slipped away from their position around Ginny's neck and into his pockets embarrassedly. Hermione swallowed hard and finally her lips moved.
"Oh my goodness....," She murmured, covering her mouth.

Okay that's my first chapter. I think I really could've done better but my mind is so off today. Lol

Ariella

Jul 19 2004, 03:39 PM

Well I thought it was a great first chapter

Very realistic to how Hermione would most likely act..
Hope you can add more to this soon!

Ariella

peanutbutterperfect

Jul 20 2004, 04:19 PM

yay! very good!

write more very soon!

Dancing Vandal

Jul 22 2004, 10:46 AM

I like it so far. Hope you get the next part out soon.

I was just wondering if only one person was allowed to do the challenge, because I think I'd like to take a shot at it.

peanutbutterperfect

Jul 23 2004, 06:09 AM

go ahead take a shot! as many can as they wish!

capnsparrowsgrl23

Jul 23 2004, 10:19 AM

"Hermione, don't...don't blow this out of preportion." Ginny said calmly although she was more nervous than Hermione herself. "It's not a big deal."
From the look on Hermione's face, Ginny and Draco could tell that she thought it was a big deal. She was only choking out fragments of words and her hands were still cupped over her mouth.
Ginny walked near her slowly. "Take a deep breath, Hermione. Deep breaths."
Hermione looked up at Ginny and screamed, "BUT WHY THE BLOODY FERRET BOY?!?!" Draco crossed his arms, making his way to face Hermione. He towered over her slightly small 5'2 frame. His gray eyes mirrored in her brown ones and he was ready to make a comeback when Ginny pulled him back.
"No fights, okay guys? There is no reason to get upset." Ginny replied.
Draco backed off as Hermione glared at him. "What now, Malfoy? What do you have to say about this, hmm? I'm open for all comments, even if they're from a slimy, greedy, stupid, pompous-,"
"Oh, shut up, Granger, I don't need to hear every single word in the dictionary!" Draco shouted. "And besides, it's none of your know-it-all business what goes on between me and Gin."
Hermione stood on her tiptoes to get as close to his face as possible and narrowed her eyes. "So now you're nicknaming her? I can't WAIT to see what Ron will have to say about this, what Ginny's father will have to say about this!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on, who says I'm telling my family?" asked Ginny with a raised eyebrow. Hermione and Draco both looked at Ginny as though she were insane.
Hermione put her hands on her hips in fury. "You insist on keeping this a secret? You have to tell someone in your family, Ginny! They need to know about things like this!"
"I thought you said you weren't embarrassed of me, Gin." Draco stated, looking sullenly at the ground. "I mean, of course, Granger's right. She's never wrong." Ginny looked at him exasperatedly.
"Well, what do you want? To be with me or to be run out of town by my brothers?" She asked him, taking his hands in hers. "Look, I don't care who sees me with you but I just don't want anyone to seperate us. I feel like I'm living in a fantasy-,"
Hermione doubled over, her hands clutching her stomach. "Oh, this is sickening....please make it stop."
"Then leave, Granger!" Draco cried out to her. "If you tell anyone about this, you'll be transfigured into a mushroom before you can say 'extra credit'."
Hermione tried not to show how disappointed she was by glaring at Draco, but turned to Ginny with a sigh.
"I'll talk to you later, Ginny...I really think we should talk about this." She said. "Maybe in the common room around five?" Ginny nodded, looking a bit sullen at the thought of Hermione raging and lecturing her on her relationship with the most loathed Slytherin in all of the school.
"Goodbye." Hermione finished, leaving the room. She stopped when she was out of the doorway. Leaning against the wall, she shook her head. Ginny was entitled to her freedom. She could do as she wished with whoever she felt like....but why did it have to be Malfoy?

Eh, I was being a little lazy with this chapter so sorry if it's not up to a high expectance. Thanks for all the replies! I hope to read some other stories on this challenge!

peanutbutterperfect

Jul 23 2004, 12:39 PM

squeeeee!!! yaay!!! lovin it! more more more!

Lillian-is-fickle

Aug 3 2004, 07:06 AM

Mod Note: Moving this thread to Challenges, and then merging it with the original Challenge. --Faith, 8/4

A fic challenge to this.

QUOTE

Hermione Granger walks down the empty halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her feet cast echoes as her heeled shoes come into contact with the dull stone floors. It’s a Thursday night, and everyone else remains busy with finishing off homework for tomorrow’s class. She however, forgot her quill in the Charms classroom, leaving her to retrieve it. Ron had offered to lend her one of his own, but upon seeing the chewed up writing utensil, she politely declined and left it at that.

Her eyes land on one of the closed doors. She hurries her footsteps and reaches out for the doorknob, relief rushing through her as she feels the doorknob turn without any problems. Even if it were locked, a simple ‘Alohomora’ would have done the trick. She pushes the thought in the back of her mind. Hermione scans her desk up in front of the classroom and smiles. There, lying just where she left it was her quill. She picks up the precious feather object and turns to leave, that is, until she hears a voice.

It was a muffled voice, as if someone had cast a poorly constructed silencing barrier somewhere within the large room.

“Lumos,” she whispers and outstretches her arm, hoping the light would catch the troublemaker. Nobody except prefects were allowed out of their common rooms at this hour.

A glint of red hair appears before Hermione, and she squints to see who it is. She stares in shock at Ginny Weasley, who at the moment remains pre-occupied with the person in front of her.

“Malfoy,” Hermione hisses out, face in a frown. She notices a foggy substance surrounding the duo, both in a dueling position. She read about that kind of fog. It keeps outsiders from coming in or noticing them unless the viewer was trying to find them. Hermione herself would never use that spell, since it didn’t effectively keep the people within from being seen.

Bright blue sparks emit from Ginny’s wand, ramming straight towards Malfoy. Malfoy, on the other hand, tips his wand to the right, and like a magnet, the blue light is forced down to where Malfoy’s wand points.

Hermione shakes her head, knowing she has to stop them before they kill themselves. It was then that something peculiar happened. Even years later, this very moment would always remain fresh in her mind, for what she sees next horrified her.

She stares at the couple, for that was what they seemed to be at the moment -- Ginny walking ever so closely to Malfoy and Malfoy grabbing the girl by her waist. Malfoy places his thin, vile lips over Ginny’s innocent mouth. Okay, maybe not so vile as Ginny seems to enjoy the actions the spoiled Slytherin seems to have wrought on her. And definitely not innocent by the way Ginny begins to trail her lips seductively down Draco’s neck. Oh, they were dueling all right, dueling with their tongues. Ginny locks her mouth onto Draco’s, a moan emitting from the tall girl.

Hermione herself faintly touches her own lips, never experiencing a kiss quite like that one. Merlin, she called him Draco! Traitorous mind! It’s Malfoy. Malfoy, Malfoy, rotten bastard Malfoy.

She should speak up; tell the couple to stop their foolhardy actions. If their actions continue even further, it could lead to a big consequence, something she herself would not let happen to Ron’s sister, especially with a Malfoy.

She tries to voice out her objections, but discovers her voice to be missing. She closes her eyes and hides behind her hands, only to peek like a naughty child. Both now lay on the ground, robes carelessly around them as they continue their snog-fest.

Even Hermione Granger has her limits. Quill still in hand, she runs out of the room, making sure to slam the wooden door as she leaves.

It’s next morning, and Hermione stares across the vibrant redhead, who at the moment is discussing the fallacies about their Potions Master.

“It’s the potion fumes that keep his hair in that disgusting state. Why, if only he weren’t in that room so much, I’d say he’d look decent.”

One of Ginny’s friends, a pretty brunette with dark blue eyes, shakes her head. “That’s disgusting, Ginny. However did you come up with that notion?”

Ginny smiles innocently at everyone and shrugs. “Think about it, will you?”

“I’m trying,” Ginny’s friend says, wrinkling her nose, “but by going so far as to saying Snape would look decent….” The girl shivers in disgust.

“Ginny?” It’s now or never. “I’d like to speak to you after breakfast, if you don’t mind of course.”

Ginny nods, merely raising an eyebrow before going back to her discussion. Ron however, was tougher than that.

“Wotcha want to talk to Ginny for, ‘Mione?” he asks, shoving food into his mouth as he speaks. “Not in trouble, is she?” A concerned look flashes through his face, but is quickly overridden by curiosity.

Hermione sinks deeper into her chair, not sure on how to tell her best friend about his little sister’s betrayal. “I’ll tell you later Ron, okay? I just need to speak to your sister first.”

Ron nods. She earns a look from Harry, he too wanting to know what was happening.

She sighs. “I’ll tell you too Harry, only if Ron will let me.”

Ron’s face grows red. “What’s this about, ‘Mione?”

She shakes her head. “Nothing Ron. Just be patient for me.”

Hermione gets up from her seat, shrugging on the strap to her bag holding all her books. “Come on Ginny.”

The younger girl nods and follows her outside the Great Hall. Once out of eyeshot from everyone, Hermione turns toward Ginny and purses her lips tightly, a motion she imitated and perfected from her favorite teacher, Professor McGonagall. “I know Ginny,” Hermione says simply.

Ginny laughs, obviously not taking her seriously. “You know everything Hermione. It’s no wonder you’re top of your class,” she replies affectionately.

Hermione closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She opens them again to see a worried Ginny peering down at her.

“I saw you last night, you and Draco Malfoy. I saw you kissing, and maybe doing even more than the usual snogging,” Hermione blurts out and winces at the girl’s expression.

“When?” she asks quietly.

This surprises Hermione; this being the calm tone Ginny now takes on. She must have gotten lessons from Malfoy, that git.

“Last night,” Hermione admits. “In the Charms class. I went in there to get my quill….” She strays off, remembering it’s her who should be doing the questioning. “How long has this been going on for, Gin?”

The girl looks up at the ceiling, trying to control the oncoming tears. “A few weeks, a month or two perhaps. Please Hermione, you can’t tell anyone! Promise me, Hermione,” Ginny begs, holding onto the other girl’s hand. “You can’t tell me brother or my other family. You just can’t. I really do love him, Hermione. I love him so much that it scares me. I know my family hates him, so that’s why we didn’t tell anyone… not yet at least.”

Hermione is surprised by Ginny’s declaration of love. “But why the bloody ferret boy?” Mentally, she scolds herself. It was something Ron would say, not she. Yet still, the words seem to slap the poor girl in the face, causing the Weasley anger to rear its ugly head.

“Why the ferret boy?” Ginny says, her voice near hysterical.

Hermione looks around the corridor, worried someone might overhear.

“Have you not been listening to me, Hermione? I love the bloody prat! That’s why!” Ginny shakes her head as she wipes the tears pouring out of her chocolate colored eyes. “You know what?” she says after a moments time. “I don’t care. I really could care less who finds out anymore.” The girl runs away from Hermione, away into her lover’s arms, who stands passively waiting a few feet off.

“What was that about?” she hears Malfoy question the girl. He must be surprised to have Ginny show public affection. Maybe he even overheard their chat. Hermione hopes not, for she doesn’t want another confrontation.

Hermione leaves, going off to find Harry and Ron.

The sun sets in, and the Quidditch players pack in their gear. Hermione waits patiently on the stands for Harry and Ron to finish. Like a red tide, the Gryffindor team still in their red robes trudge back into the castle and towards their common room. As soon as they get in there, Hermione will tell Ron about his sister and Malfoy. The guilt for keeping it quiet throughout the day was tearing at her inside.

“What the bloody hell?!” she heard a someone yell from upfront. Harry, Ron, and she rush to the front.

“Get away from my sister, Malfoy!” Ron screams, throwing himself between the two.

Harry tries to pull Ron away from Malfoy, who is now smirking at the two of them. Hermione stares at Ginny, seeing how she’s taking this. Pretty well it seems. At least she’s not fighting.

“Enough!” the young Weasley screams, stomping her foot for an extra effect. She turns to Ron. “Ron, Malfoy and I are dating. We love each other. Accept it without complaints, alright?”

Hermione stifles a laugh. Ron would never give up that easily. It seems Ginny knows this too.

“Come on Draco,” Ginny says to him, and they leave the Gryffindor entrance behind.

Everyone stands there in surprise, all except for Hermione, who had all day and night to ponder about the unlikely couple.

“She’ll come back,” Ron growls as he mutters the password and storms into the room. Everyone else follows, still dumbstruck about what happened. Lavender and Parvati question what happened. Hermione groans. Those two would spread the news in a second to the whole school.

Morning arrives once more, but it isn’t as peaceful like last time. Owls flutter in through the high vaulted windows, a certain owl appearing from the Weasley household. In its talons is a very familiar envelope.

“Oh Ron, you didn’t,” Hermione says as she watches the letter drop down onto Ginny’s plate.

No doubt about it. It’s a howler.

Ginny immediately grabs the letter and runs out of the Great Hall, hoping no one but herself would hear the message from her mother.

The Great Hall is silent now, everyone trying to hear the faint Mrs. Weasley’s voice screaming at her daughter. Everybody knows what the message is about though. Word spreads fast, especially if it involves Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley, two sworn family enemies.

Hermione glances at Malfoy, only to see that he isn’t there. Ron notices and grins.

“Mum told the Malfoys as well.”

Hermione shakes her head. In a way, she feels sorry for the two’s ill chanced love. It would be ruined, not because they grew apart, but because society will break them apart.

Hermione sits now in Potions, calmly listening to Ron as he rants back and forth between Harry and her. He throws a few glares in Malfoy’s direction as well, only to be returned in kind by the blond.

“You’re ruining their lives, Ron,” Hermione whispers to him.

Ron shrugs. “As long as I ruin his as well, then I’m fine.” He scowls at the boy. “You stay away from my sister, Malfoy. If I see you even touching her accidentally, I swear I’ll hex you into oblivion.”

Professor Snape, who appears to have been listening this whole time, is fed up by the red head’s voice. “Mr. Weasley, my classroom is no place for you to be discussing your sister’s love life… or the lack of your own.”

The Slytherins snigger at their professor’s comment.

“Now, enough of this nonsense. If the youngest Weasley and the Malfoy heir wish to be together, then so be it. You don’t see them trying to stop you from having your own relationships.”

Hermione is impressed. Who knew their Potions Master was a romantic? And did she just see a tear roll down the Professor’s cheek? No, it must have just been grease that dripped down from his hair.

~the end

peanutbutterperfect

Aug 3 2004, 10:20 AM

awww yay! That was great. Thanks for taking up my challange!

Nutcrazical

Aug 3 2004, 12:57 PM

This totally hooked me up.

Me (reading):

Music: Ricky Martin's Maria (which Me loves)
Me (reading):

Present tense is seldom done well, too, so yay for you

LovelyBones

Aug 8 2004, 03:04 PM

Wonderful concept. I belive I will attempt this one. Very original bringing Hermione into this.

Sakura1287

Aug 8 2004, 08:51 PM

TALLY POST

Response by capnsparrowsgrl23
-- Part One: 501 words
-- Part Two: 551 words, total 1,052

Response by Lillian-is-fickle
-- Part One: 2,035 words

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