Chapter one: Ginny's News

"Hermione!" she heard someone scream, "Look it came! It came!"

Hermione took the magazine in her hand and smiled "That's great Ginny, but why are you so happy about this," she said flipping through the magazine.

Ginny laughed "It's that magazine that tells you. .erm well, you know," she said blushing.

Hermione was utterly confused, "What are you talking about, Ginny?'she asked looking down at the thing in her hand.

Ginny giggled madly and smiled "Oh, it's nothing. . but, you'll see," she said and took the magazine from Hermione's hand

"Ginny," said Hermione warningly, "Don't do anything I wouldn't."

Ginny grinned and walked out of the portrait hole

Hermione sighed and looked down at her work. Potions. He was trying to make her crack. But she wouldn't let him, not at all! She would be strong and show him just because she was a Gryffindor it did not mean she would let him kick her around. She sat down and began to write her paper.

In 1932 the moon stone was discovered. This stone was and is still being used a many potions. One such potion is the Thalami Potion. The power of this potion is determined by the power of the wizard or witch. If the wizard or witch holds immense power, the potion will be turn a pale blue. If the wizard or witch wishes to excel his or her power they must drop a feather from a rare bird that lives only in South America. This bird has not been seen for about 20 years. A feather from the Kika Bird is said to possess great magic. This feather will, if added to the potion, will bring the drinker great power for a vast amount of time. This…………….

"Mione there you are!" said a voice behind her. She put her quill down and tuned around and saw Ron. "Come on! Hogsmeade is waiting!" he said impatiently, looking down at her.

"Ron, you know I have potions essay to write," she said, irritation leaking into her voice because she was being interrupted from her work.

"Hermione," Ron said looking down at her, "that's not due until next week. Come on, come with us. Harry is waiting at the great hall."

Hermione shook her head. "No, Ron I can't. Go without me. Have fun, I'll see you both when you get back," she said to him and turned around to her work, picking up her quill, before beginning to write yet again.

This is said to last about three to four days depending on the person drinking it. Another potion that takes such a feather from this bird to increase its power is Claimed potion; this potion raises a person's self-esteem. This potion takes 5 days to make.

Hermione could feel his eyes still on her.

"Whatever," she heard him say at last and stormed off.

Hermione sighted and looked at her paper. She yawned and stood up……I'll finish tonight, she told herself. She looked around the common room; it was deserted. Must have all gone to Hogsmeade, she thought. She packed her books in her book bag and headed to the library, she needed a few books to read to take her mind of the essay Snape had assigned. It made her blood boil every time she thought of why she had to do it.

Flashback...

"Miss Granger, must you always be such a Know-it-all?"

Hermione looked coldly at him, but held her tongue.

"Now, Miss Granger, if you believe you are better fit to teach this class please goes right ahead…'

She shook her head, and sat fuming.

"Very well, now as you all know," he said grinning smugly at the class, "we are near the end of this year. I am glad, for one, that I will never see you again in my class. For your last assignment you must write an essay on the effects of the moon stone and what other substances can be added to make potions that require this stone stronger. That is all. Class dismissed."

Hermione had shoved her books back into her bag.

"Ass," she muttered as she snapped out of her thoughts. She grabbed her book bag and left. Two more days until the end of her seventh year and here he was giving the advanced placement potion class homework on theit last few days of school; she knew he had done this because she had challenged his wisdom on moon stones.

"Greasy git," she muttered and walked out through the portrait hole, making her way to the library. What she needed was a good book to read to take her mind off things, if not a walk would do.

She opened the doors of the library and walked through. She smiled. This was one of her favorite places to be when she had to much to think about or she was troubled. She smiled and set her book bag down, before heading to find a book to read.

To my great beta, with much love.