I didn't choose this- (A DRAMIONE/BLINNY FANFIC)

9 - MCGONAGALL'S MEETING

HERMIONE'S POV

“Shit. Shit. Shit. McGonagall is going to kill me when I get there. I’m already 30 minutes late, and I’m wearing clothes that are two sizes too small, I look like a skank.” I mutter to myself as I reach the last flight of stairs to the corridor that the headmistress’s office is on. Stopping at the gargoyle that leads you up to the office I realize that I don’t know the password, how the hell am I supposed to get in?

I stand there for what feels like another half hour but in reality has only been 5 to 10 minutes, trying to think what McGonagall would have used as the password I’ve said over 50 different passwords to the gargoyle and it hasn’t moved one millimetre.

Taking a wild guess I say “Lemon Drops” Professor Dumbledore favourite muggle lolly, and the Gargoyle stats to shift around showing to stairs leading to the door, stepping on the first step I wait for the rest of the stairs to be seen before going up the rest of them. Stopping at the top of the stairs, in front of the big wooden doors, I fix my short skirt and too tight shirt trying to stretch the material so it would look half decent.

Right as I was going to knock on the door, it opens itself. “Reminds me of all those horror movies” I mumble, you know the ones where the people go to knock on the door but opens automatically and then next minute their dead.

“You are late Miss Granger, may I ask why?” her voice practically booms through the room as I enter. I see Zabini and Ginny sitting on one of two sofas that were obviously set up there for this meeting; sitting a little to close if you ask me. “Um well you see funny story actually I-” I start before McGonagall interrupted me “And what on earth are you wearing”

“Another funny story; actually it’s the same story and not that funny but it kind of is but at the same time it’s not. You know what I mean?” I ask her before my rambling continued any further

“No Miss Granger I do not know what you mean as you have not told me the story yet” you could her in her voice that her patience was wearing out

“Yes well would you mind if I told you in private?” I say looking back at Ginny and Zabini both looking at me in curiosity, mainly Ginny, Zabini’s to busy looking at my ass and legs in this skirt. ‘Oh god this couldn’t get any worse’ just as I think this and right before Headmistress replies, the doors slam open and Malfoy strides in with face expressionless. Through that was before he saw me, when he did he immediately had a smirk on his face. I could his eyes wondering over my body stopping at my bust and legs; he even had the decency to lean to the side to get a look at my ass.

“Miss Weasly, Mr Zabini, you are free to go to your common room you know where it is and what the password is. I would like to talk to these two ALONE.” Walking past me Gin mouths ‘We WILL talk later’ to me before closing the door

“Both of you sit” Listing to her instructions we go to sit on separate couch’s but on the way there on disappears leaving a single two person couch. ‘Great I think just great. I have to sit next to the man-whore’ 

“Now will both of you explain why you are over 30 minutes late and why you are wearing that Miss Granger” she said in a stern voice. Looking down I realize how high the skirt is up my leg and pull it down it only reaches mid thigh.

“Um… Well you see” I pause looking at Malfoy his head was down, looks like I’m telling both my version of the story first. “Okay well dinner I felt sick so I ran to the bathroom, the thing is I accidently ran into the boys toilets, which I didn’t realize until I finished you-know throwing up” I muttered the last part. “Anyway” I continued “when I came out of one of the cubicles I saw Malfoy here lying on the ground I a pool of well water and blood, so naturally I tried finding the source of the blood- but I couldn’t find it so I put a disillusionment and levitating charm on him and walked him to the hospital wing” I kept going telling her that when I got there I had to change clothes which made me even more late. By the look on her face she understood some of the story and I understand what she doesn’t get because I’m also confused about that to. “Okay thank you for that Miss Granger, now Mr Malfoy what is your story for coming in late and not to mention the bathroom incident”.

“Um if it’s alright with you professor can I talk about it privately, you-know without Granger lurking” He practically sneered my name

“Mmm yes I suppose I can do that” McGonagall said looking at him before turning to me “Miss Granger you are dismissed” I just stare at her in shock ‘really? She’s letting me go that easily?’

“UM sure yeah I'll just uhh I'll just leave” I say awkwardly standing up and fixing the skirt again as it rose up when I sat down. As I leave Dumbledore’s former office I can feel Malfoy’s eyes following me out making me feel uncomfortable and walk out the door faster. Which was I bad mistake as the wind I was making made my incredibly short skirt fly up most likely showing Malfoy my ass.

‘Great, just great’