Madam Goyle Part 2
Previously on Madam Goyle:
The thin black ink spelled out one name.
Goyle.
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Hermione gasped as she realized the implications of what she had just done.
She reached into her bag again, and this time she pulled out a cracked hand mirror.
Her reflection showed a shocked Goyle with long dingy blond pigtails, tortoiseshell glasses, and what the hell! Goyle has tits?!?!?!?!
Hermione, or Madam Goyle, dropped the mirror in shock and horror.
She slowly raised her gaze to meet Ron's, and then promptly faced palmed.
The polyjuice potion had fully worn off of Ron, leaving him as a disgruntled ginger in oversized robes.
Hermione worldlessly pulled the other bottle of polyjuice out of her bag, and tossed it carelessly at Ron.
"Hermione!" He whisper yelled, "I am not going to be a girl!"
"Yes you are! We don't have any other choice, and Malfoy will be back any second!" She replied bitterly.
Ron glared at her, and reluctantly drank the potion.
Hermione watched as he turned into the girl she was supposed to be, and handed him the glasses.
A tall thin brunette ran into the room just as they finished putting everything away.
"Goyle, baby!" She cried out before getting a good look at the fellow in question.
She did a double take when she did look.
"Goyle?" She said, her voice shakey and eyes watering, "h-how long have you been hiding this? How long have you been a girl?"
"Uh... I dunno? For a while, I guess?" Hermione replied, sending Ron a pleading look.
"I can't believe you'd do this after all we've been through together!" The girl said as she stormed out of the den.
"I'm telling Draco! Then you'll be sorry!" She called over her shoulder.
Ron and Hermione exchanged panicked looks as Draco Malfoy walked into the den.
"What's this about Goyle having tits-oh?" He said, catching sight of Hermione.
"How the hell did you manage this, Goyle?" Draco said, sounding suspicious.
"I dunno." Hermione said again.
"That's exactly what she said when I asked her!" The brunette whined at Draco.
He narrowed his eyes, and turned to look at Ron and Hermione as he spoke.
"This room is going on lockdown until I get whatever the Frick this is figured out." He said coldly.
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The brunette came into the room just as the potions finished wearing off of Ron and Hermione.
"I know you!" She gasped, "You're those two Gryffindors who where helping Harry Potter!"
"Look, please don't tell Malfoy it's us, and we'll do whatever you want!" Hermione pleaded.
"Oh, no! I'd never tell! I actually want to help you escape! Well, as long as you let me come with." She said energetically.
"Um..? OK, I guess you can come with?" Ron said, looking at Hermione questioningly.
"Great! OK, so do you have the disappearing stone?" The girl asked.
"Yes, but I fail to see how it will help. It only makes glass disappear." Hermione said curtly, handing the girl the stone in question.
"That's the point! C'mon, follow me!" She said, leading them to a huge window.
"We're on the third floor!" Hermione cried as the girl touched the stone to the glass.
"I know. That's why we're gonna use mine and Draco's brooms!" She said, smugly calling the two brooms up to the window with a flourish of her wand.
Ron shrugged and climbed onto Draco's broom, and the girl climbed onto hers.
"Well, what about me?" Hermione said, folding her arms.
"Don't be daft, Hermione. You're on Malfoy's broom with me. Besides, you couldn't pilot it even if we had one for you." Ron said, patting the broom behind him.
Hermione got on the broom, but not before giving Ron a hard slap in the face.
"Bloody hell, Hermione! What was that for?!" Ron cried out.
"That was for being an a-"
"Look, I enjoy watching you two bicker like an old married couple as much as the next guy, but we have to get going if we're ever gonna leave." The brunette interrupted.
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Draco watched as the blood traitor, the mudblood, and Goyle's girlfriend flew off into the night, and he put the last potato into his ear.
Mmmm. Ear potatoes tasted wonderful when paired with the bitterness of betrayal.
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I sat up slowly, wondering what I even did to deserve this.
Awww man! This dream was almost pretty cool, too! But then ear potato Malfoy had to go and ruin it.
I got up to get a drink of water as I thought about the dream.
Well, I guess this one might be good enough to put in the dream journal.