Chapitre 32: 32. Mirrors and Magnets…Not Such a Good Idea
Disclaimer: A nice, normal disclaimer is what I have to say. I don't own Harry Potter in any way. Crying nor screaming will give it to me. It belongs to Rowling, can't you see? I now cease my rhyming ways, as it is getting annoying and Seussical must pay. So enjoy the chapter and laugh in good cheer, the disclaimer will be waiting for you next chapter right here.
Parenting Class
Mirrors and Magnets…Not Such a Good Idea
"I can't believe we have to go to Charms again!" Draco grumbled, gray eyes stormy. "Who's the bloody idiot who came up with this new scheduling?"
The new scheduling consisted of the main classes; DADA, Transfiguration, Charms, and Potions, to be held three times a week. Prior, it had been just once or twice, depending on your schedule. But with the threat of Voldemort returning, the need for classes that would help in battle were being reinforced and other classes, like Herbology and Astronomy were being pushed slightly aside. But they were still a part of the curriculum, and played an important role in the student's grades.
"The bloody idiots actually," Harry smirked, "would be Dumbledore and all the heads, including Snape." The black haired boy simply watched as Draco's mouth moved although no words came out. "And yes, you just insulted your uncle."
"That man's his uncle?" squeaked Hermione. "He's scary!" About an hour ago, Hermione had finally regained the ability of sound and had been chattering for the entire time. Only recently, in the last few minutes, had she finally quieted down, although now she was back again.
"Yes, he is. And my godfather," Draco growled. "And he isn't scary! And I didn't insult him!"
"You did."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"You sound like two-year-olds," Hermione grumbled.
"Then you must only be one," Draco retorted. "With the way you've been."
"Mommy says I'm very grown up," Hermione retorted.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "I find that hard to believe."
The child stamped her foot and glowered at Draco, before diving at him with hands extended out.
"You proved my point," Draco cried happily, his palm pressed against Hermione's forehead, preventing her from getting any closer to him.
"We're going to be late to class," Harry said calmly.
"Again?" Draco screeched. "Why are we always running late?"
"Me," Hermione answered innocently.
"That's right," Draco growled. "You always make us run late."
"It's what I do," Hermione grinned.
"You little-"
Harry grabbed the Slytherin by the back of his robes before he could grab Hermione. "We can't hurt her, you know," he chided.
"But I'd like to," Draco snarled, straining to reach the girl, who had backed up just out of his reach and was sticking her tongue out. With an extra lunge, he broke free of Harry's grasp and charged.
Hermione screamed and tore off down the hall…opposite, the way to Charms, Draco hot on her heels.
Harry sighed and watched them round the corner. He could either follow them and prevent any injury that he knew they'd give each other. Or, he could go to Charms, be only a few minutes late, and get a start on the lesson.
Whistling, Harry took the second option and set off down the hall, ignoring the screams echoing farther down the corridor.
He arrived just as the bell rang, having taken several shortcuts to the room. "Where are Hermione and Draco?" Pansy asked, turning in her seat to look at Harry.
"They'll be here later," he said evasively. And with that, Harry turned to listen to Flitwick, who was lecturing them on Binding charms.
Meanwhile…
"GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"YOU'RE AS SLOW AS A TURTLE!" Hermione taunted. "CAN'T YOU GO ANY FASTER?"
"WATCH ME!"
Hermione yelped as the blond rapidly closed the distance between them. "RUN, RUN, FAST AS YOU CAN! YOU CAN'T CATCH ME, I'M THE GINGERBREAD MAN!" Hermione gleefully shouted as she sprinted out ahead of Draco.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU'RE NOT MADE OF GINGERBREAD AND YOU'RE A GIRL!"
"IT'S A NURSERY RHYME, STUPID!"
"I'M NOT STUPID, YOU BRAT!"
"BUT I'M SMARTER!" Realizing that once again Draco was catching up, Hermione skidded to a halt and dropped onto her stomach, Draco tripping over her body and flying through the air. Hopping to her feet, the girl took off down the way they'd just come.
"THAT'S CHEATING!" Draco yelled, unsteadily rising and giving chase once more.
"IT'S CALLED STRATEGY!" Hermione shouted back.
But as the girl was running, she suddenly stopped, jaw dropping and eyes growing wide.
"GOTCHA!" Draco cried triumphantly, his arms encircling Hermione to prevent her from moving.
"D…Draco," she stuttered, pointing a shaking hand at something in the hall that was rapidly coming closer.
"You're not as fast as you thought you were," Draco cackled.
"Draco…"
"And even though I don't know who that gingerbread man is, you're a lot slower then him!"
"DRACO!" Hermione shrieked, cowering against him.
"What?" Draco asked irritably. "You just cut off my bragging about my victory."
"He's…he's back…"
"Who's back?"
"I'm back," the ghost bellowed, silvery blood glowing in the torchlight, eyes narrowed. "And both of you must now pay for touching the Bloody Baron…with your lives."
"Killing students is illegal," Draco said, taking several steps back as the ghost advanced.
"Yes…but that little girl is not a student, is she?" the Baron laughed.
"I'm too young to die (1)!" Hermione wailed as Draco scooped her into his arms and tore off down the corridor, the Bloody Baron right behind them.
"You just had to get us into this mess, didn't you?" Draco grumbled, looking fearfully back at the ghost.
"Me? I did this? You got us into this by chasing me in the first place!"
"You were asking to be chased!"
"Was not! You just get mad too easily!"
"You know what?" Draco mused, suddenly stopping. "If you're going to be like that, I'll just leave you here for the Bloody Baron. He'd love you for a small snack."
"DON'T LEAVE ME!" Hermione screamed, refusing to remove her arms from around Draco's neck. "I'LL BE QUIET! JUST DON'T LET ME GET EATEN!"
Grinning, Draco took off again, this time with a much subdued Hermione. When they burst into Charms, everyone glanced up, Draco smiling as he dropped Hermione into an empty chair. "Sorry I'm late, Professor."
"Ten points off of Slytherin for tardiness, Mr. Malfoy," Flitwick said. Normally, the cheerful Charms teacher hated to take points off, but over fifteen minutes late? That was quite inexcusable…and especially the fact that the Slytherin didn't seem the least bit upset.
"I should have left you," Draco growled softly, settling himself in a chair next to the cause of his point deduction.
"You would feel guilty if I died," Hermione grinned. "You would have brought me with anyway."
"Wanna bet?"
"Not really…you don't sound very happy."
"Ah hem," Flitwick coughed. "If I could once more turn your attention to the front of the room…"
"So, what are we learning?" Draco asked, leaning over towards Harry so the tiny teacher wouldn't hear him.
"Binding charms," Harry whispered. "He's been showing us how they work by demonstrating with magnets."
"What's a magnet?"
"It's a muggle object…it attracts metal. Although in the case of a Binding Charm, it will hold one person to the other; not metal."
"Sounds boring…and why would anyone want to bind someone to them?"
"The spell can also be used for set distances. Like house elves can bind a person to them so they have to stay with. The charm's especially useful for little kids…if you get my drift."
Draco gave a predatory glance at Hermione. "I get it."
Hermione yelped and jumped out of her seat, straight for Flitwick so he could protect her from Draco. Unfortunately, the professor was casting a spell at that moment and Hermione crashed into him before he could complete it.
"What's the charm?" Draco asked, pulling out his wand and aiming it at Hermione, who was clutching onto the magnet to use as a shield from the somewhat insane Draco.
"Umm…Necto pariter, but then you have to add the distance…"
Too bad Draco didn't hear the last part. "NECTO PARITER!" he shouted, bright yellow light shooting off the tip of his wand.
Hermione screamed and held up her magnet, the light bouncing off of it and straight back at Draco. Acting quickly, Draco grabbed a mirror to shoot the beam back at Hermione.
Pretty soon, the two were exchanging the light between them, determination to hit the other set on their features. "It's going to explode!" cried Neville, ducking beneath his desk as the energy ball got bigger and bigger.
And true to Neville's prediction, the spell exploded in the air, everyone covering his or her eyes from the harsh glow. When the light dimmed down enough so no one would be blinded, students looked at the middle of the room, where both Hermione and Draco were sitting, right next to each other.
Draco, shaking his head to clear away the bright spots, stood up, surprised when he felt extra weight on his left side. "What happened?" Hermione asked woozily.
"Why are you attached to me?" Draco yelped. Indeed, Hermione was stuck to Draco like glue. Her right leg and his left were stuck to each other and her arm was plastered across his stomach.
"I can't get off!" Hermione panicked, attempting to wrench her arm and leg away.
"You've binded yourselves to one another," Flitwick announced. "Don't worry, you should be free in just a few minutes." Stepping forward to examine the bond, the tiny professor was suddenly pulled against Draco's back, although only his hand was stuck there.
"Looks like he spoke too soon," Ron muttered.
"Hermione!" Lavender cried, running over to her friend. But as soon as she was within a foot of the group, she was pulled forward and stuck to Draco's other side.
"Can everyone get off of me?" Draco growled.
"It appears," said Flitwick, "that you've somehow managed to cast a charm that binds everyone. Now, everyone else, stay where you are. You seem to be safe at that distance."
"And what about us?" Hermione sniffled.
"We'll simply have to wait until it wears off. A normal binding spell won't last for more then half an hour if the spell caster didn't set a specific time. And since you didn't, Mr. Malfoy, I don't think we'll have to wait long."
Ten minutes…
"I have to go the bathroom," Hermione whined.
"I'm hungry," grumbled Lavender.
"My feet hurt," complained Draco, hopping from one to the other.
"Stop jumping! You're making my stomach hurt," moaned Lavender.
"Please do," Flitwick inputted.
Wisely, Draco stopped.
"This is boring," groaned Ron.
"Then do the homework I assigned," said Flitwick.
"Anyone want jell-O?" asked Pansy.
"Pansy…" Draco said warningly.
"Did I say jell-O? I meant crackers."
Twenty Minutes…
"I can feel your stomach grumbling," Hermione giggled.
"I wanna feel too!" Lavender squealed, placing her own hand on Draco's stomach. "That's so cool! Uh oh…my hand won't come off."
"Can we sit down?" Draco asked crossly.
"How?" asked Flitwick. "You'll sit on me."
Normally, that wouldn't seem so bad to Draco…except for the fact that when he was done sitting Flitwick would be attached to his butt.
"Pass the crackers, Pansy," Ron said, stuffing his mouth with the cheese bits.
"Can we have some?" Lavender begged. "I'll die if I don't eat something soon."
Ron, to be on the safe side, tossed the box to Draco, who caught it. "Nice catch," Neville commented.
"Not good," Draco muttered, attempting to drop the box. "I can't let go of it!"
"This just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?" asked Pansy. "Hey, I'll go get some popcorn!"
"If I stick my hand in the box will it get stuck in there?" asked Lavender fearfully.
"No idea," Hermione shrugged.
"Well, I'm hungry." The child put her hand into the box and closed it around a handful of crackers. But when she tried to pull it out… "I'm stuck!" she wailed.
"I'm getting a headache," Flitwick and Draco said together.
Thirty minutes…
"It should wear off anytime now," the Charms teacher said happily.
"Finally," Draco sighed with relief.
"I'm tired," yawned Hermione. "Can I use you as a pillow, Draco?" Not waiting for an answer, Hermione leaned against the Slytherin.
"Now you're stuck there!" Draco cried, shaking the cracker box as he tried to hit Hermione with it.
"Stop tugging that; you're hurting my hand!" Lavender ordered.
"Then get your hand out of the box."
"I can't!"
"Try doing a trick," Ron suggested. "We're getting bored of watching you all argue."
"You want to see a trick?" Draco smirked. "All right then…"
Using his one free hand (he'd caught the box with only his right) Draco reached into his robe pocket and came out with his wand.
"Hey!" remarked Lavender. "Your hadn't didn't get stuck!"
"That's probably because it's his clothes," Hermione answered wisely. "Right, Professor?"
"Correct, Miss Granger! You can have a cookie from my tin as soon as we get out of this mess."
"Thanks," Hermione chirped.
"What trick are you planning, Draco?" Pansy asked, munching happily on a handful of popcorn.
The blond only smiled. "Accio, Ron Weasley!"
"I DON'T WANNA GO!" Ron shouted, clutching onto a desk. But both Ron and the desk came hurtling and rammed into Draco.
"That…hurt…" Draco moaned, both of his hands now useless as his free one had gone in front to prevent his stomach from being impaled on the desk, Ron sitting on top of it.
"It was your own fault," Ron retorted, crossing his arms over his chest. "And I really don't see what you've accomplished except making this worse."
"At least you're here too now," Draco snorted.
"Has it been thirty minutes yet?" whined Hermione.
"Yes…but we don't appear to be free yet," Flitwick said, puzzlement in his voice.
"Well, then it looks like we're stuck here forever," Draco sighed dramatically. "Good bye, world."
"We may as well make this more interesting," Ron grinned evilly. "After all…the more the merrier."
Forty minutes…
"I CAN'T BREATHE!" Pansy gasped, her face firmly embedded in Neville's shirt.
"I'm wearing light cotton…just take nice, deep breaths, you'll get air," Neville comforted, glancing down to make sure Blaise was still able to breathe. The little Slytherin was pressed between Neville and the desk that Ron was sitting on, but he seemed to be doing all right.
"We should have ran away while we had the chance," Terry cried, thumping his hand on top of Padma's head.
"That hurt," the Ravenclaw twin sniffled. "Parvati, he's mean."
"Take that!" the other small twin shouted, kicking her foot into Terry's shin. "Oops…I'm stuck."
"The pain!"
"Oh, quit whining," snarled Draco.
"You're a bloody idiot, Ron," Pansy said, though her voice was quite muffled.
"What? I am not!"
"You just had to accio everyone, didn't you?"
"I was bored!"
"Next time, do something more productive."
"Any one have any suggestions?" asked Draco.
"We could just wait until the next class comes in and then have one of them get Dumbledore," Neville said.
"One problem with that, Mr. Longbottom. Your class is the last one I have until five thirty…"
"We're going to be stuck like this for hours?" Hermione cried. "But I have to go to the bathroom!"
"We could go get help," said Ron.
"And how would you propose that?" Seamus asked icily, his back squashed against Flitwick.
"We could blast a hole in the wall, go outside and find someone."
"And we move…how?"
"Well…we could roll, couldn't we?"
"We'd all get stuck even more together like that," Hannah argued, back to back with Terry. "And it would hurt to actually roll."
"We could try walking," suggested Dean. "All of us have our feet on the floor…except Ron."
"That'll work," Neville agreed. "Can anyone blast a hole? I can't move my arms…"
"I'm still free," Ron grinned, sitting happily on top of the desk. "Want me to?"
"Yeah, hit the wall with the window, we can head straight outside."
"Not my wall!" Flitwick cried as the redhead raised his wand. "Not my beautiful stone wall!"
"Sorry, Professor," Terry apologized. "But we're busting out of here. Blast it, Ron!"
Smiling impishly, Ron shot off a spell. "ERADICO!"
With a tremendous groan, the wall collapsed. "We are on the ground floor, right?" Draco asked as the group painstakingly began to make their way towards the wall.
"Fortunately, yes," Pansy replied. "Otherwise, I would be using Neville as a landing pad."
"That's very kind of you," Neville remarked sarcastically.
"No problem at all," Pansy said airily.
"I can see Hagrid's class down there," Harry announced excitedly, elbowing Dean in the head. "Oops, sorry."
"Great…another person on me."
"I just thought of something," Hannah said as the group inched towards the Care of Magical Creatures class. "That class is down a hill…"
"So?" asked Ron.
"Well, aren't we going to f-AAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL?" she screamed, as the front part of the group hit the slope and fell into a roll, everyone else coming down with them.
"WE'RE GOING TO HIT THE CLASS!" Harry shouted as the ball of the Charms class got closer and closer to Hagrid's students. "TRY TO STOP!"
But luck didn't seem to be with Flitwick's sixth year class. They bowled straight into the third year class, looking at Nifflers, and the group joined their growing magnetic pile.
"I'm being squished!" screamed Hannah as Hagrid fell against her.
"What's going on here?" Hagrid asked, face becoming slightly green as they continued to spin.
"Don't throw up on me!" begged Hannah, wishing she was anywhere but there.
"This hamster thing tickles!" squealed Hermione, as on of the Nifflers flew and landed on her neck, its fur rubbing against the bottom of her chin.
"It's like a roller coaster!" Lavender cried excitedly!
"If this is what a roller coaster is…" Draco muttered, "then I don't even want to go on one."
"Hello there, Rubeus," Flitwick greeted. "The lawns look excellent, such a bright green. Excellent job."
"Why, thank yeh, Filius."
"They're talking about grass! Why are they talking about grass?" Terry demanded.
"We're headed for the lake!" Harry shouted. "We'll drown!"
"Dig your feet into the ground!" Ron shouted, although he himself couldn't do so.
Both classes did so, although their forward momentum was much too great. With a loud splash, the fell into the lake and continued to roll for the deeper part.
Just as Draco was quite certain they were all going to die, he felt himself being lifted into the air. Wishing he could see (he was in the middle of the student ball and could only see his classmates) Draco heard relieved cries from everyone else.
"What have we here?" asked their rescuer, amusement in his voice. Draco was sure that if he could see him, the blue eyes would be twinkling with mirth.
"Over here, Albus!" Flitwick shouted. "Next to Rubeus!"
"Hello there," Dumbledore smiled. "What happened?"
"A binding charm went wrong," the Charms teacher said. "Don't get too close to anyone or you'll get stuck." Draco heard Dumbledore take a few steps back. "Do you know how to undo it, Albus? We've been like this for about an hour now…well, Hagrid's class just joined us."
"I'm not sure," the headmaster said slowly. "What charm was used?"
"The normal one, necto pariter. And no time or distance was set…although the spell did grow before it landed on anyone."
"Grow?" Dumbledore repeated.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger kept reflecting it back and forth between them and it grew larger until it exploded."
"What were they using to rebound it off of each other?"
"A magnet and a mirror Mr. Malfoy conjured."
"I'll need to go get those. Just wait right here until I get back."
Fifty minutes…
"What happened?" cried a terrified second year Gryffindor.
"Welcome to the Binding Ball," Ron welcomed, still sitting comfortably on his desk. "You will be here until Professor Dumbledore comes and fixes us. Next time, heed our warning."
"I do say," Professor Sprout muttered, "this is one of the oddest situations I've ever been in."
To backtrack…the class period ended and the second year Herbology students came pouring out of the greenhouses…and had seen the large mass of people. Ignoring the shouts of the bound people to leave and not get close, the class had approached to see what the commotion was. And hence, they also were now part of the ball.
"Draco, I need to go the bathroom!"
"I know you do! Just wait a few more minutes!"
"Can we eat lunch after this is over?" Lavender begged. "I'm famished!"
"I just want to stretch and take a shower," Harry muttered.
"I need ice for my shin," Terry moaned.
"I want-"
"Don't even start, Ron," Neville growled. "You're the reason we're all here and you're not being squished."
"I'm back," Dumbledore announced. "And it looks like I have several more to get off."
"What are you going to do with those?" Ron asked.
"Just watch, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore smiled. "You'll all be free in no time. All I have to do is cast a binding charm on these two items and then cast an unbinding charm on it so the items won't unbind but anything the item touches will unbind."
"That's all we had to do?" moaned Terry.
The students who could see watched with interest as Dumbledore welded the mirror and magnet together and then cast the same spell Draco had originally attempted. Stepping forward, he touched it to one of the second years, and the small boy fell off the pile with a soft thump.
"Run along," Dumbledore smiled. "You wouldn't want to accidentally get stuck again, would you?"
Shaking his head, the Hufflepuff ran off after giving a quick thank you. Calmly Dumbledore made his way across and around, students fleeing as soon as they were free.
After about an hour, only Draco and Hermione were stuck together. "Perhaps I should leave you two," Dumbledore mused.
"What?" Draco cried. "You can't!"
"You did cause this entire fiasco…punishment is in order."
Off camera:
Draco: You can't do this, Icy!
Icy: Why not? It'll be fun! -evil smile-
Draco: Do you want to turn this into one of those cliché fics where Hermione and I are stuck to each other? And then we always end up falling in love…
Icy: Not really…but you shouldn't fall in love anyways. She's only five right now.
Hermione: You mean I fall in love with Draco? Eww…
Draco: Please don't do this! Besides, you like having original plots…not cliché.
Icy: You're right. -sigh-
Draco: MWAHAHAHA! I win!
Icy: Remember…I am typing this. I can make you very embarrassed. Like next chapter.
Draco/panicked/ What are you doing? Icy?
Icy: -smile- You'll see. Back to the real fic! Positions everyone!
Back to the story!
"Please, Professor?" Hermione asked softly. "We didn't mean to do this…"
Dumbledore nodded. "All right then. But please, next time be more aware of what your actions can do."
"Yes, Sir. We understand," Draco answered for both of them.
Smiling, Dumbledore touched both of them with the mirror-magnet and they sprang apart, the box of crackers dropping from Draco's hand. "I'm free!" Hermione screamed, dancing around in a circle. "I can move again!"
She suddenly stopped her twirling and bit her lip.
"Hermione? Is something wrong?" asked Harry, who had stayed to wait for his group to be undone.
"Have…go…bathroom!"
Both teenagers watched as Hermione sprinted for the castle, passing up all of the other students. "Guess she really had to go," Draco smirked. "Well, I'm off to go get dinner."
"I second that," Harry grinned.
When the two arrived at the Great Hall, they spotted Hermione talking quite animatedly to Ginny, emphasizing her remarks with vicious stabs of her fork and nearly poking the redhead.
"Sounds like you all had quite the adventure," Ginny laughed as Harry sat down on the bench next to her and Draco next to Hermione, gently taking the fork out of her hand and replacing it with a spoon.
"Don't remind us," Harry groaned. "Just give me food."
Still laughing, Ginny slid a platter of chicken towards Harry and kissed him fondly on top of his head. "Eat up, you never know what tomorrow is going to be like."
"It can't be any worse then this," Draco said, snatching a roll from a basket and coating it with butter.
"Could it be?" Harry asked worriedly, picking his head out of his arms.
"I don't really know how. I mean, what's worse then being nearly suffocated, unable to move, not able to eat, and being squished?"
"Nothing that I can think of off the top of my head," Harry replied.
"Good, it's settled then. Tomorrow will be much better."
It's a shame one can't simply decide what the next day will bring. Because Fate has a mind of its own, and it doesn't always have to be nice.
Author's Notes:
1- This is what I commonly say when my twin is driving and I'm in the back seat. :P I just found it funny that I put the same line in the fic.
Well, Draco certainly does have reason to panic. Because next chapter, as the chat group might know, I mentioned it a while back, is going to be highly embarrassing for a select few. I'm sure it'll be a fun chapter…much like Attack of the Dolls.
I do hope I can upload this today…it's all typed and ready but it appears that servers are down. But, if you're reading this, then it means I was able to log in.
Sorry for not updating last week. But as many of you probably saw, my cable modem blew out and I lost internet connection for quite a while.
Oh, and common question to the song Draco recited. Yup, I wrote it.
WannaBArtist- Happy belated b-day!
obseZzionZzZ- Yup, he knows what they are. But they're probably called Tooth Healers, not Dentists at St. Mungo's.
Looby Lou- Happy belated b-day to you too! Sorry I couldn't update. T.T
Nachzes Black-Rider- Truth tell, I lost interest in the fic. I still ? Yugioh, don't get me wrong, but I didn't like the way the story was going. And I don't have any of the chapters. T.T I've got this policy of when I don't like something to delete in completely and never look back. Gomen. I might do another YGO fic someday, but for now I'm just working on the fics I have out now.
Moonlight on the Water- To get hearts, turn on numlock. Then, hold down the alt key and press the number 3 on the number keypad. ?
Kat (kittykitkat)- Kawaii nickname! Mine…well, can't say mine because it has a bit of my real name in it. :P I'd probably, if I ever did a real name that wasn't one that I'd be called kurohyou- it means panther.
knivesgirl346- Hai, I have. I was actually thinking of that one at first, but didn't see where I'd get so many people to push out of bed. :P
tatapp- I have four pets, though one is a lab rat. :P I just hit 1.5 million today, actually. I'm going to go buy my Jelly Chia Plushie! I'm so excited!
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