Dramione

Thirty-one

"Holy-"

"Shit...." Hermione finished for Draco.

They were now standing at the entrance of the Great Hall, looking at what they called a disaster.  There were Two large banners, one Red, the other Green, that hung over either side of the hall. One, with the lettering of Gryffindor in gold, displayed a large moving picture of Hermione, and the other with Slytherin written in silver, a picture of Draco.  That was not even the only thing.  There was red, gold, green, and silver colors throughout the hall, on students, balloons, quidditch robes, and even the floating candles shown a different color light. Not to mention there were roars coming from Lion hats, that appeared now, not only to belong to Luna, but were mass produced.  And gliding through the air were holographic snakes that were hissing as they went along.

"I didn't realize Quidditch meant that much to them!"

"Well there is always one thing Granger..."

"What?" she asked still gaping at the hall that looked like Christmas threw up over it.

"I don't think there is much pressure on who wins." He smirked.

She scoffed, looking back at the scene.  Unfortunately their presence was just discovered as groups of people came flooding over to them. 

"Malfoy, how do you feel about playing against your girlfriend?"

"Who do you think is better of the two of you?"

"Will you throw it, or try your best?"

"Granger...is it true you are playing for Potter because he is your best friend, or because you are better than him?"

"How come you agreed to play, even though you punched the keeper."

"HEY! CLEAR OUT. ALL OF YOU!"

The group slightly frowned, but made their way back to their seats.

"Thanks Harry!" Hermione said.

"No problem."

"Miss Granger...Malfoy" They turned around to see Professor McGonalgal standing a little ways behind them. "A word."

Both not really wanting to enter the Hall, followed her willingly towards her office.  They made their way in her wake towards the Golden Gargoyle, not saying a word until they were through the door into the Headmistresses office. "Please take a seat."  They both obliged, sitting down into the overstuffed armchairs.

"Now...do you two have any idea why I brought you here?" she asked strictly.  They both shook there heads, having some idea that it may be about the great hall.

"You saw how excited your fellow peers are about the match tonight........however I hate to be the bearer of bad news."

"Did someone die?"Hermione asked nervously. "Professor."

"Oh no....nothing that terrible. I'm afraid it regards the Quidditch match this evening."

Just then the office door opened.

"Ah....Mr. Weasley....just on time."  She conjured another armchair, and he nervously took a seat next to Hermione.

Both Hermione and Draco looked over at him, noticing his still black eye.

"Now.....I don't know if you recall over the holidays, your little fight in the great hall....regarding you three and Miss Parkinson.  As you all are aware, Miss Parkinson is no longer with us.....however your punishment remains."

"Detention" Hermione said.

"Yes Miss Granger......you three have detention every evnening this week.  I am very sorry to inform you, but your detention is during the Quidditch match tonight so you three-"