Ch. 14 The Switch-a-roo

Pansy smiled sweetly as she finished concocting her amortentia potion. She grinned as she poured the potion into some jam and whisked it all together. She poured the mixture into a tart. She sighed in happiness as she put the finishing touches on the tart, wanting it to look perfectly professional. Pansy quickly put the tart into a heart shaped box with a small note, and a picture. She grinned. This would be perfect…

Hermione yawned softly as she looked out the window, thankful it was finally Saturday. She smiled lazily and debated on staying in bed for the majority of the day. However, being Hermione, the thought of an entirely unproductive day was not something she loved. She stretched and went to shower. Once freshly showered and dressed, Hermione went to leave the room but stopped dead in her tracks at the box on her dresser. Now who could this be from, thought Hermione cautiously. Hands slightly trembling, Hermione opened the heart shaped box, expecting the worst. She was surprised to find a perfect, beautiful raspberry tart. Hermione smiled before she turned to the note.

Was thinking of you.

Draco

Hermione smiled before she saw the picture attached and scoffed. The oaf can be so full of himself, thought Hermione with a shake of the head. She shrugged before she bit into the tart. The sickly sweet taste of raspberries filled her mouth and Hermione savored each bite of her tart as she finished up a bit of charms homework. Suddenly there were butterflies in Hermione's stomach as she giggled, feeling entirely bubbly, and she sighed in delight just before she caught the sight of Draco's picture. Hermione bit her lip as she giggled and blushed, suddenly her feelings not being able to be contained.

Hermione squealed in delight and decided to go see the slytherin prince. She gasped as she looked at her reflection in the mirror and wrinkled her nose. She quickly straightened out her hair and applied some make up and changed into her favorite blue sundress. She smiled at herself. Much better, thought Hermione, it's not green but Draco will love it anyway. To her dismay, Draco was not in the commons room. However, Hermione grinned as she entered the Great Hall to find Draco sitting with Blaise and Ginny, eating lunch. Hermione skipped to the three, surprising everyone, even Draco.

"Hello," said a grinning Hermione shyly.

Draco rose a brow in surprise as Ginny cocked her head to the side in wonder. Hermione sat close to Draco, her cheeks pink as Draco stared at her in disbelief. No yelling, no hitting, nothing. Bloody Merlin, thought Draco in fear, was she going to kill him? He had expected Hermione to still be furious about the night before. But worse, she was being shy and polite. Draco talked to Hermione calmly, not wanting to set her off.

"Uh, Granger," asked Draco slowly, "you…you alright?"

Hermione giggled and nodded her head as she started to admire Draco. His platinum blonde hair was slightly messy, his gray eyes swirled with bits of blue and yellow, and his lips looked soft, full, and inviting. She bit her lip and blushed at the thoughts swirling in her head about what he could do with those lips. Draco perked up both brows this time, worried that Hermione had hit her head and was seriously injured.

"Are you sure you're alright, 'Mione," asked a concerned Ginny.

Hermione giggled and nodded, her eyes never leaving Draco. Draco grinned in slight satisfaction.

"Have you finally come to your senses, Granger, and see now just how handsome I really am," asked Draco, jokingly.

"Why yes Draco, I have," replied Hermione calmly before she giggled again and sighed in content. Blaise, Ginny, and Draco all looked at Hermione in pure shock. She never called Malfoy by his first name. Ginny shook her head. This isn't my 'Mione, thought Ginny, what the bloody hell is going on? Ginny swiftly rose and dragged Hermione to the girl's restroom with as much quickness as she could possibly muster. As soon as Ginny saw the room was clear, she turned on Hermione.

"Alright, 'Mione, what the hell is going on," demanded a worried Ginny, "why are you acting so….affectionate…towards Malfoy."

Hermione just shrugged. "I don't know, I guess just realized how incredible he is."

Ginny shook her head, "Hermione, that doesn't make any sense! Just yesterday you were panicking at the thought of being in love with him. Now you're all for it? What's happened to you?"

Hermione was starting to get irritated. "Nothing! I've just come to terms with being in love with Draco! Now will you get off it and let me return to him?"

Ginny's jaw dropped as Hermione turned and walked out of the restrooms. What is going on, thought Ginny. Ginny pursed her lips before she rushed to the Great Hall to find Hermione. However, the only person still in the Hall was Blaise, who had been patiently waiting for Ginny's return.

"Where's Malfoy and Hermione," asked Ginny anxiously.

Blaise shrugged. "Not exactly sure, though I do believe Draco said something about going to the Three Broomsticks."

Ginny sighed and shook her head before hatching an idea. She ran to Hermione's dormitories, Blaise swiftly following her. Ginny quickly snuck into Hermione' s room and started searching the room.

"What are you doing," asked Blaise incredulously. Ginny started to search through Hermione's drawers.

"I'm looking for clues," said Ginny, "Hermione isn't acting right. There must be something wrong, some sort of. . . explanation."

Blaise nodded, but didn't dare touch a thing. This was a girl's bedroom after all, and he didn't want to find anything he didn't want to see.

Ginny was beginning to give up when she looked under Hermione's pillow.

"Aha," exclaimed Ginny proudly. Hermione's diary. Ginny sighed as she started to work the magic lock. Blaise smirked as Ginny cursed.

"Let me see," said Blaise coolly, "this is my area of expertise, after all."

Ginny handed over the diary. In less than ten seconds, the diary was opened. Ginny looked at Blaise suspiciously as he handed her the diary. Blaise shrugged in response. Ginny sighed and shook her head before she sat down and started to read.

"No, no," said Ginny, "this can't be right."

"What is it," asked Blaise.

"It's only yesterday's entry. And she wasn't passionately in love with Malfoy yesterday."

Blaise pursed his lips and Ginny bit her lip as she tried to think. What could possibly have happened since late last night that would make Hermione act the way that she is. Ginny turned to Hermione's desk and started to ruffle through the drawers before she noticed something she hadn't before. A picture. Ginny's head cocked to side as she picked up the picture of Malfoy. She pursed her lips as she turned to the note under it. Ginny frowned at the note. Since when had Malfoy been romantic towards Hermione? Ginny turned to Blaise and handed him the note and picture.

"Take a look at this," said Ginny. Blaise read the note and looked at the picture. He frowned. He knew Draco had feelings for Granger but he hadn't known that it was this deep. Interesting. Ginny continued ruffling through the desk but found nothing else. She sighed in defeat before she noticed a heart shaped box in the garbage bin. She snatched the box up quickly, noticing the red bow with a card attached. The card read in small cursive : To: My Love

Ginny pursed her lips and showed Blaise the card before she opened the box. She was disappointed to find it empty, with the exception of a few crumbs and some powdered sugar. Blaise frowned as he looked at the cursive. It wasn't Draco's but it was familiar. And so was the picture of Draco, he'd seen it many times, but it wasn't Draco's. He never carried around pictures of himself. Ginny frowned at the box before she heard Blaise gasp softly. Ginny turned quickly.

"What is it," asked Ginny quickly.

"This handwriting," stated Blaise, "it isn't Draco's, neither is the picture. They're Pansy's.

Pansy grinned as she walked into the library. She had seen Granger's behavior this morning in the Great Hall and was quite satisfied with the potion's results. Soon enough, Draco would tire of the dirty mud blood's obsessive nature and return to Pansy. Where he belongs, she thought fiercely. Pansy grinned before she returned the special potions book to the library shelf it belonged to. She then headed towards her dormitories to get ready, for soon, Draco would be hers.

Ginny scowled as she thought of Pansy. "That low life, slytherin snake," snarled Ginny under her breath as her and Blaise headed to the Three Broomsticks. Blaise raised his brows. Ginny blushed as she realized her mistake.

"Sorry," muttered Ginny, a little embarrassed. Blaise chuckled and shook his head. Blaise got tickled when Ginny gets angry, thinking her to be quite cute. But seeing her blush in embarrassment was almost too much for the slytherin boy to handle. He stopped mid-way and pulled Ginny gently to him before he kissed her gently, deeply, passionately. It nearly took Ginny's breath away. She blushed a bit more once they parted and stumbled over her words, something about needing to hurry over to the Three Broomsticks. Blaise grinned. Her blush was infinitely adorable, and so was her lack of focus. He gently took her hand and lead her to Hogsmeade.

Draco was laughing nervously, a little creeped out by Hermione's new obsessive nature. Maybe it's the hormones, thought Draco, or maybe it's payback. He gulped as he stood to get them another butterbeer. Just as he was placing the order, Blaise and Ginny walked in.

"Make that four butterbeers," stated Draco. Ginny rushed over to Hermione while Blaise made his way over to Draco.

"What's the rush with her," asked Draco.

Blaise chuckled. "Well, see that's what's complicated. We're not sure. All we know right now, is that Hermione's acting weird-"

"You can say that again," interjected Draco.

"-And that Pansy had given Hermione some sort of heart shaped box, a note supposedly written by you, and your picture," finished Blaise.

Draco pursed his lips as he began to think, but was soon interrupted by Rosemerta handing him his butterbeers. He handed Blaise his and Ginny's and the two headed over to the table, where a worried Ginny sat next to an irritated Hermione.

"Here ya go Granger," said Draco as he handed her a butterbeer.

Hermione smiled sweetly and batted her eyes. "Why thank you, Draco," replied Hermione softly. Ginny scowled. Hermione wasn't even listening to her! Nor would she comply with her questions.

"What's with you, Weasley," asked Draco calmly.

Ginny scowled some more, before answering. "I assume you've been briefed about the situation, and Hermione here won't answer any of my damn questions."

Draco looked over to Hermione. "I think it best you answer her questions, love," said Draco.

Hermione pouted out her lip but nodded, never wanting to go against Draco's wishes.

Hermione sighed, "Alright, alright. Start asking."

"Either late last night or early this morning you received a heart shaped box. What did it contain, and who was it from," asked Ginny.

"It was this morning, I think," replied Hermione, "And I know it was from my Draco."

Hermione smiled shyly at Draco before continuing, "But I can't think of what was in it. Isn't that silly?"

Hermione shook her head, laughing. "I'm sorry I forgot Draco, love," said Hermione, looking at Draco, "what was in the box darling?"

Draco pursed his eyebrows. "What box?"

"The box you left on my bedroom door this morning," replied Hermione, "or at least, I think it was this morning."

Draco shook his head. "Granger, I didn't give you any box."

"The box isn't the only thing that was given to you," said Ginny, "so was a note by Draco and a picture."

Draco shook his head once more. "I didn't give her any note or pictures."

Blaise nodded. "We know. Because the note is in Pansy's handwriting and the picture was one she used to carry around quite a bit."

Draco's nose wrinkled in distaste. Pansy had done something to Hermione, who couldn't even remember.

"Now of course, we have ideas about what was given to Granger," stated Blaise, "but we have no idea the strength of the amortentia or if she didn't give her a combination of potions."

"We need to find out what she gave you," said Draco to Hermione.

Ginny nodded in agreement. "Right, but who's she gonna tell? She won't tell me, she won't tell Blaise, and she most certainly will not tell Hermione."

Draco pursed his lips as he understood what Ginny was implying. He had to talk to the diabolical witch. Draco wrinkled his nose in distaste once again before nodding. "I have to talk to Pansy then," stated Draco.

Hermione gasped and pouted. "No! Please don't, she'll try to steal you away, I just know it."

Draco grinned. He was starting to enjoy Hermione falling over him, especially in jealousy.

"Don't worry, love, she won't," replied Draco with a wink. Hermione blushed and nodded, hating the fact that he was going to talk to another girl, probably alone.

Blaise stood with Draco. "I'll at least walk you to the common room. Who knows, maybe I could pry it out of her myself."

Draco nodded, knowing Blaise was only doing it to ease Hermione's mind. Ginny smiled gratefully and Hermione was beaming with appreciation for him.

Draco sighed as he and Blaise finally approached the Dungeons.

"I hope this works," Draco mumbled, "and even more so, quickly."

Blaise nodded and handed Draco a small vile. Draco smiled. "Just in case, right Zabini?"

Blaise smirked as they both entered the Slytherin Commons Room. And, as if she somehow knew, Pansy was practically floating into the Commons Room. Draco gave the only two people in the Commons room, a couple of mere first years, a stiff nod. Luckily they took the hint with a quick exit. Blaise pursed his lips as Draco scowled slightly at Pansy.

"Pansy," Draco said flatly.

Pansy's eyes lit up as she rushed in front of Draco. "Oh Draco! I'm so glad you've finally came to see me," she gushed, "I've missed you so!"

Draco fought the urge to shake Pansy violently until she spilled her guts so he could be done with it. Draco sighed and frowned. "You know why we're here Pansy."

Pansy scowled once she saw Blaise standing near the door. "It's about that stupid mudblood, Granger, isn't it," Pansy screeched.

Blaise took this as a sign and gave Draco a curt nod. "Perhaps it best, if I leave you two alone to talk things over."

Draco sighed. "What did you give her, Pansy? You know I could get in trouble for this, don't you," replied Draco heavily.

Pansy sighed heavily, "Draco, darling, I had to do it! She wouldn't leave our love be."

Draco shook his head angrily, "So you drugged her with amortentia? What possible sense does that make, Pansy?"

Pansy pouted her lip. "Because I knew you'd get bored of her, once she was in love with you."

Draco sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. Draco shook his head. "I need a good cup of tea," Draco groaned.

Pansy gasped in delight and fetched two cups of tea, as Draco had wished. She handed him one cup. Draco fetched out a small flask out of his robes, putting the liquid in his cup.

"A little firewhiskey to help relax you," offered Draco grudgingly.

Pansy grinned with delight. He must be happy with me having gotten rid of Granger for him, thought Pansy, he's never offered me his whiskey before. She handed him her cup. Draco poured a little whiskey in her cup before handing it to her. He watched as she drank. He sighed heavily. "Now, will you tell me what in the world did you do to, Granger, because frankly, I'm being framed for it."

Pansy pursed her lips, deciding to drink more of her tea instead of answering. Draco shook his head, biding his time. For a while they sat like that, Draco watching Pansy sip on her tea, Pansy still refusing to look Draco in the eyes. Suddenly Pansy frowned as she looked down at her tea cup. She felt strange and scowled. Perhaps the firewhiskey was too much for her this early. She shook her head.

"Pansy," Draco said slowly, deliberately, "I need to know what was in the present you gave to Granger."

Pansy shook her head before her mouth spoke for her. "I gave her a tart with a potion."

Draco nodded, grateful the truth potion was starting to work. "What was in the potion," asked Draco.

Pansy shook her head violently, not wanting to tell him but, once again, her mouth spoke without control. "I gave her a dose of moderate amortentia but I wanted to experiment with it a bit and threw in a mix of truth potion as well," Pansy slapped her hand over her mouth.

Draco smiled grimly before making his leave, Pansy yelling for him not to go as he walked out. Draco sighed at the sight of Blaise in relief. Blaise grinned.

"Brilliant idea to use a truth potion," Draco complimented.

"I knew you'd need it, with Pansy," Blaise replied, "So what exactly did she give, Granger?"

Draco shrugged, "Just a moderate strength amortentia potion."

Draco wasn't sure why, but he thought it best to leave the truth potion out of the mix, if not for himself, then for Granger's benefit. Funny, thought Draco, I'm not sure why I should be caring about Granger. Draco shook his head. There wasn't time to think about that now.

Author's Note: I am SO sorry it has taken me this long to upload! I hadn't even realized I'd had these written and ready to go! I'm starting to write again, and, no matter what, WILL FINISH THIS STORY. Lol. I have to, I love it too much to leave it unfinished! Please R&R! It really is what keeps me going! I love you guys!

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