A Malfoy and a Mudblood Chapter 4 - HOTNLulu

Draco Malfoy?!

Ron couldn’t be that cruel.

But then again, he cheated on her with a Slytherin, so nobody knew what exactly Ron was capable of.

Why did Ron do it though? She thought hard, leaving Jessica sitting on the floor, unfocused. Hermione paced up and down the dorm until she found it. First of all, she’d be passed off as mad by everyone and anyone. Secondly, she would lose all of her friends as they all hated Malfoy with a fervour, as did she. Thirdly, she might get kicked out of school if she went too far. Fourthly, once she was cured or the potion stopped, it would be absolute torture for her to remember everything she’d done.

Hermione passed Jessica the Amortentia antidote and the Veritaserum antidote, telling her to drink them.

Hermione then wiped Jessica’s memories of that brief conversation and replaced it with a friendly chat about Hogwarts and how Hermione felt when she received her Hogwarts letter, full of laughs and happiness.

Jessica shook her head and said “Is that the time? Oh, I really have to go! Sorry Hermione!”

“It’s fine Jessica. Go on!”

Jessica smiled at her before gathering her bag and hurrying out of the door.

Hermione smiled at the girl’s innocence and happiness, so much like her own at that age.

She revised her plan she had concocted the day before.

*Flashback*

''Hermione zoned out of Potions with Professor Slughorn. Ironically, it was covering Amortentia. She contemplated what she would do with Ron’s little trick.''

[works out the plan with the Veritaserum and Jessica]

''But what would she do afterwards? That was all very well, but-''

She had a brainwave.

''She knew a spell that could change someone’s eye color until you cast the counter-curse. ‘Oculus Color [name of color]’. She could easily cast it on herself using purple and pretend to be in love with whoever person Ron had chosen. Yes, that was it. And to piss Ron off even more, she would go over-the-top. Like Parkinson all over Malfoy. Or how Lavender used to be with Ron himself! Yes, she would do that.''

*End of Flashback*

She smirked at her master-plan. The aim wasn’t to make Ron jealous, no, quite the opposite actually. The aim was to annoy his arse off.

She backtracked a little.

Did I just smirk? she thought. ''Wow, I’ll become like Malfoy if I do this any longer. But, that’s the aim, isn’t it?'' She smirked again. This was going to be fun.