disclaimer: No...I do not own any of the characters from Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling is a genius!)
also...while I do use the main characters of the Harry Potter stories, there are a few characters that belong to me...some haven't made their debut yet but one is Thomas Crow. Please enjoy! And feel free to review, I love feedback! )
There will be more posted soon! )
-boots26
Nowhere Warm
"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are" – Anaïs Nin
There was a particular whip to the winter air today and the fog over Black Lake made it look like an iron cauldron frothing over onto the green banks, sprinkled with melting snow. It was all quite majestic looking, Hermione thought, peering out a nearby window. The young witch had never been in the habit of daydreaming, but as of late she found it rather impossible to stay present for more than a few minutes.
"Is she okay?" Harry whispered to Ron, who was staring vacantly at their friend's blissful expression.
"She's been like this all day" he whispered back, never breaking his eyes from Hermione. "I don't even think she's blinked yet!"
"Mione…?" Harry tossed a crinkled piece of paper at her mass of bronze curls.
"What!" she turned very sharply and stared at both boys with an unusual contempt.
"Do you want to come with us to Hogsmeade tomorrow?"
"No…I…I have a lot of work to do, and incidentally…" She paused as if trying to find the correct words, "You two ought to be more concerned with your final projects than gallivanting around joke stores and candy shops!"
She then gathered her notebook and wand and joined her classmates as they filed out of the classroom. Harry and Ron sat for a minute a little stunned at their friend's abruptness. "Well…at least she's focused on her work again" Ron squeaked.
"She still doesn't seem like herself though…" Harry gathered his things and followed Ron out of the now empty classroom.