"It's not going to work," I tell the Weasley twins in a sing-song voice.
"Of course,"
"it will."
They took turns saying back to me. "Look," I said "you see that? Well that's a age line, Professor Dumbledore drew it himself."
"Yes, but look here," Fred said with the Weasley grin that they all had, "this is an aging potion." George finished off, "We made it, so of course it's going to work." Then Gred and Forge drank up their potions, and suddenly started spinning opposite directions of each other. Then it stopped. "Yeah!!" They cried as they jumped over the age line. Then they flicked their wrists, and placed their signed pieces of parchment into the crackling blue fire of the goblet, and then they get shot back, and someone from the crowd screams as the boys hit the ground. Once they sit up, they both have beards like Dumbledore's. Then they start fighting, "YOU SAID THAT THIS WAS GOING TO WORK!" One of them screamed at the other. "AHHHHHH!!!!" They just ended up screaming at each other and the everyone else goes quiet, while Gred and Forge keep fighting. Victor Krum walks in and then places his name in the goblet, and then looks over at me and winks, all I do is return it with a small half smile. Then I look over and see Malfoy looks upset after seeing what just happened.
SKIP TO DRACO BEING A TWITCHY LITTLE FERRET
All I saw was Harry walking by Draco and the rest of his Slytherin group. "Hey Potter!" Malfoy calls, " me and my father made a bet, I think that you won't last ten minutes in the tournament, he disagrees, he thinks you won't last five!"
"I don't give a damn!" Harry called back, " you and your father can say what ever they want to say!" Then he turned around and Malfoy hopped down from his tree, and pointed his wand at Harry's back. Mad-Eye Moody jumps out from behind a tree and yells a spell that I did not recognize. But it had turned Malfoy into a little white ferret! Mad-Eye was laughing as he made Malfoy go up and down, and left to right, then down Goyle's pants! Crabbe then reached for it, but then yanked his hand back like he has just been bit! "PROFESSOR MOODY!" Screamed a voice, " is that a student?" The voice was from Professor McGonagall.
"Technically it's a ferret" growled Mad-Eye.
"Professor Dumbledore told you that we did not use transfiguration on students, did he not?!"
"Well, he might of mentioned it..."
Professor McGonagall changes Malfoy back, and he stares at me for a second, and I swear he has the tiniest little smirk I'm his face. Then him and the Slytherins run back to their common room. And I must of had a smile on my face because Harry comes by me and asks me why I'm smiling, "what?" I ask coming out of my daze "nothing." Then I walk off thinking of a way to talk to Draco Malfoy!
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