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Hermione fell down and dropped her books on her way to potions. "Damn it!" She bent down to pick her books up when Draco Malfoy walked up and kicked them all over the hall. Unnoticed by Hermione, Malfoy then picked up a book in front of him and smirked at Crabbe and Goyle. "Thank you so much, Malfoy; it was my goal for to be late for potions. Thank you so very much."
Malfoy laughed and motioned his goons to follow him. He looked over his shoulder and remarked, "Granger, you flatter me. I'm glad you're finally in your place, at my feet." With that in her head she ran to Snape's Class. Harry and Ron were sitting in the back of the room talking when Hermione walked in.
She waved at then and started to make her way to them when Snape stated, "Miss Granger, you're late. 10 points from Gryffindor." The Gryffindors groaned at that comment. "Class, we will be performing a very complex potion today. Please copy the instructions--" Snape flicked his wand at the black board. "--and get to work. Oh yes, I forgot to tell you; you will be partnered up with someone of a different house." Groans broke out all over the classroom as Snape snickered and started to call out pairs. "Weasley and Bulstrode... Goyle and Potter... Crabbe and Finnigan... Malfoy and Granger..." Hermione groaned. 'Damn it, why not anyone else? Why Malfoy? Dammitdammitdammit!' Hermione got up and walked over to where Malfoy was sitting. She pulled out her Quill and Parchment, hoping that Malfoy got that fact that she didn't want to talk, but he turned to her anyway.
"Why do I have to work with a filthy little Mudblood?"
"Why do I have to work with an arrogant, spoiled Pureblood?" Hermione smiled at Malfoy and walked away to get some powdered root. Malfoy said nothing more for the rest of the class.
Snape came by to watch Hermione chopping some roots and said, "Miss Granger, I do believe the instructions said that you needed to chop those roots at three inches."
"Yes, Professor, they're chopped at three inches." Snape picked one up and measured it. He looked at Hermione and grimaced, then sat the root down and went to get on to Neville and his partner.
"All of you fill a flask full of your potion and bring it to the front to turn in." Hermione filled her flask up and took it to Snape. Harry and Ron were waiting outside potions for her.
Harry turned to her and said, "Hey, Hermione, are you coming to the game tonight?" Hermione laughed and hit Harry on the back.
"Harry, I always come to the games!" Hermione giggled. Harry smiled and walked down a corridor.
"Ron, what's with Harry today?" Ron shrugged and walked away. 'He is so hiding something.'
Ron looked back one more time as if to say, 'If only you knew'
Hermione walked back to the common room and ran into Ginny.
"Ginny! Hey! Do you Wanna come with me to the Quidditch Game?"
"Sure," said a smiling Ginny.
"Thanks so much," Hermione said as she hugged Ginny and smiled. However, when Hermione looked into Ginny's eyes she saw a strange look in them. "Are you okay?" said Hermione in a concerned voice.
"Yeah I'm fine, Why?" said Ginny and Hermione frowned.
"Nothing, I just thought…" Hermione ran up to the girls dormitory with a wave good bye. Hermione saat on her bad and came to a conclusion; Ginny still liked Harry. She got off her bed and went over to her desk to look for one of her favorite books; Hogwarts: A History. She looked and her desk and then on her bed. 'Where is it?' Then she remembered that she dropped all her books in the hall. 'I must not have picked it up. Maybe it's still in the hall or in a classroom.' Hermione walked back to the hallway and looked in every corner and crevice, but she still couldn't find her book. 'Maybe it's in Professor McGonagall's room.' Hermione walked to McGonagall's classroom and walked in on a very mad-looking Snape, a calm Dumbledore, and a frustrated McGonagall. "Excuse me, sorry for interrupting you, but may I ask Professor McGonagall a question?"
"Well, Miss Granger, maybe you need to learn your manners and knock before you enter a room."
Professor McGonagall glared at Professor Snape and said, "Don't worry about that, dear, what was it that you wanted t o ask me?"
"I'm looking for my book, Hogwarts: A History. Did anyone turn it in?" asked Hermione looking hopeful.
"I'm afraid not, my dear. I'm sorry."
"Oh, okay," said Hermione as she walked out of the room. 'I wonder what happened to it. Maybe its still in the Gryffindor common room.' Hermione was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice someone fading into the shadows.
"Password?" asked the fat lady.
"Toe Lint." Hermione walked in and looked around the room, wondering where it was. She was so tried from her search that she decided to sit down beside the fire. As she watch the dying embers, she quickly fell into a dreamless sleep.
"Hermione, wake up. Wake up. Come on, Hermione, open your eyes." Hermione slowly open her eyes and stared into Harry's emerald eyes.
"Harry, why are you in the Girls' Dormitory? You know you aren't allowed in here."
Harry laughed and held out a hand to help her up. Hermione ignored his hand and stood. Since she slept in an arm chair her legs had gone to sleep, and, as she started to fall, she felt two strong arms close around her waist. When she looked into Harry's startled green eyes, she felt a funny feeling in her stomach and hastily got out of Harry grip. Hermione then mumbled a thanks and ran up to her room and fell on her bed.
'What was that?'
"Are you okay?" Hermione's best friend, Ginny, said in a motherly voice. "I'm fine, really; about to go take a shower... Later, Ginny," she yelled as she ran out of the room. Ginny just shook her head and went downstairs.A/N: ok this is my first story so go easy on me. the second chapter will be better, i promise, I hope you like it and I need reviews! Hehe the more reviews the faster I update. ok thanks for reading my story.
