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Love, Hate, and the Weasley Twins

by Nickzchick and Daydreamer
 
 

Chapter 1
Tutoring Sessions
 

    Draco Malfoy sighed in pure frustration as he struggled to turn the beetle on his desk into a button. It was a simple spell and could have been managed by a fairly competent second year, or even a bright first year. Somehow, even as a fifth year prefect, he could only manage to turn it into a misshapen shiny black button that still scuttled back and forth on it’s six miniscule legs.

    Deciding it was hopeless, he set his wand back on the desk and turned to face the less than happy expression on the face of his Transfiguration teacher, Professor McGonagall. She was frowning down at him in her usual foreboding fashion, obviously less than pleased at his futile efforts.

    "Mr. Malfoy," she began. Oh no, thought Draco, here comes yet another lecture. "I’d like to draw you attention to the fact that your grades in Transfiguration are pitifully low. Although I don’t doubt that you are already well aware of that fact. Your abilities are lacking and you seem to be oblivious of everything I teach you. The way I see it, you have two options. The first is to continue this poor performance in my class, which will leave me no other option but to strip you of your school prefect status."

    Draco gaped at her. He would never hear the end of it if he lost his prefect badge. His father, already furious at him for his lack of intense studying for the O.W.L.’s would surely go over the top if this were to happen. He’d spend hours hearing about how he had dishonored the family and was not even worthy of being born a pureblood. He opened his mouth to argue just as Professor McGonagall raised a finger to cut him off.

    "I have not finished, Malfoy," she said, giving him a strict look. "Your second choice, which I view as far more preferable is to be tutored by a fifth year prefect who excels at Transfiguration, as it seems that nothing I try to teach you is to any avail. Perhaps you will learn more from a colleague rather than a superior."

    Draco breathed a sigh of relief. That sounded better than facing his father’s undying wrath. Although it would draw attention to the fact that though he received high marks in every other subject, he was hopeless at Transfiguration. Between Potter and his riff raff friends finding about that and tormenting him and his father lecturing him and making him feel ashamed, he’d take Potter’s gang.

    "So Professor," he started, eager to explore this option, "who will be tutoring me?"

    Right then, he could have sworn that her lips twitched at the corners, ready to draw into a mischievous grin. But Professor McGonagall did not do things like that. Although she did seem to relish her next word. "More than likely I shall ask Miss Granger to help you, she’s at the top of her class in this subject."

    Draco’s face fell at these words. Granger? That horse faced mudblood? "But Professor," he argued. "Couldn’t Crabbe or Goyle help me?"

    Professor McGonagall snorted derisively at his comment, quite out of her usual character. "Malfoy, if those friends of yours had half a brain, they might be able to figure out how to hold a wand the right way . Really, I doubt they can teach you anything."

    Draco was quite shocked at what she said but persisted. "What about someone from Ravenclaw then? They’re all smart."

    Professor McGonagall shot him a shrewd look. Then said decisively, "I’m offering you an option, Malfoy. Ms. Granger is at the top of this class and if you would rather lose your prefect badge than be tutored by her than so be it."

    Draco sighed, seeing that he was not going to win this argument. "When do we start?" he asked wearily.
 

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    "But… but Professor!" Hermione Granger sputtered, appalled at what Professor McGonagall had just informed her of.

    "No buts Miss Granger," the Professor said curtly. "You are to meet him at the empty History of Magic classroom right after lunch, from 1:00 to 3:00. You are dismissed"

    Hermione trudged out of her morning Transfiguration class, noticeably subdued. She headed to lunch and joined Ron and Harry in their usual spots at the Gryffindor table.

    "What’s up with you?" Ron asked through a mouthful of food.

    "You won’t believe this," Hermione muttered. "Professor McGonagall is making me tutor Draco Malfoy in Transfiguration."

    Ron and Harry both choked on their food simultaneously.

    "What?!" Ron sputtered out.

    "Malfoy’s doing bad in Transfiguration?" Harry inquired.

    "Apparently," Hermione replied. "And I have to spend two hours alone with him after lunch."

    Harry looked happy that he had something to torment Malfoy about but sad that his friend had to endure two long hours alone with her worst enemy. Ron, however, looked a little fazed at Hermione’s news. "I just hope that slimy git doesn’t try to pull something," he said

    "Really, Ron, I think I can handle Draco Malfoy by myself thank you very much," Hermione snapped. Ron sheepishly turned back to his food.

    Meanwhile, only a couple of seats away, Fred and George Weasley were eavesdropping descreetly and intently absorbing this information. Mischievous grins already taking root in their impish faces.

    "George, I think we may have just found the subject of our next prank," Fred announced with a flourish. The twins whispered to each other over their food about how to carry out their newly formulated plan, Operation make two sworn enemies fall in love.
 
 
 

A/N: Ok I’ll end it there. Whew, that wasn’t very long but it was probably the longest chapter I’ve ever written anyway. I hope you like it. Well, Daydreamer is gonna write the next chapter so ciao for now. Please R & R. Thanks!
 

Chapter 2