AN: Hey guys its inkpaperlove here! This is my first Dramione and I'm really excited. This chapters kinda short, and has a cliff hanger. But please rate/review
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"S.P.E.W.: Open for New Members," Hermione hunched over the banner, twirling her wand thoughtfully, "For details contact Hermione Granger." She had spent the last 4 hours of her Saturday afternoon adding detail after detail to her 6-foot banner. She had even added two giggling house elves wielding wands and waving to the viewer. Hermione had snuck off to the library every day during the first week of term, far away from the prying eyes of her two best friends.
A sudden uneasiness swept over her neck, as if she was being watched. The brunette was used to the whispers of the books and the occasional rustle of pages, yet she couldn't get over the fact that the newly erected stack of books seemed oddly suspicious. Hermione turned back around to her work, surveying it with a taste of pride.
"BOO!" Hermione screamed, spilling a bottle of all-purpose ink onto her masterpiece. Ron and Harry leaped out from behind the stack of books, chucking away the invisibility cloak and doing imitations of Hermione's scream.
"You guys are both such arses." She worked on scrubbing the ink out of her banner.
"We were just-"
"Worried about you-"
"Thought you were crazy-"
"Saw you in the library-"
"And here we are now," they finished together with a grin.
"Wait, this isn't about spew is it?" Ron looked doubtfully over Hermione's shoulder.
"It's not spew Ronald. And why yes, it's my new advertisement for S.P.E.W. I was actually wondering if I should add color changing sparks to the end of the elf wands but I thought that the paired with the sparkling letters it would be over kill. What do you guys think?"
Ignoring the question, Ron continued with his dumb founded staring, "And you're NOT going to hang this up in the common room are you?"
"Of course not," Hermione snapped irritably, "I'm looking for a much bigger audience. Special permission from Dumbledore to hang it in the Great Hall." Harry stifled a laugh while the color drained from Ron's face. She glanced at her watch, ignoring the negative reactions from her friends.
"Blast," she muttered, "Nearly time for dinner. I'm going to meet you guys at dinner after I toss this thing in my dorm."
Ron hung around in the library, waiting for Harry to check out a newly released Quidditch book.
"C'mon Harry," he groaned, "We're going to be late to dinner."
"Hey Ron," Harry appeared from behind a shelf, "Do you smell that?"
"Yeah…" Ron lifted his nose to the air, "It smells like…"
"Smoke." Harry whispered. They exchanged glances and took off at a sprint to their common room.
Hope you guys liked it! Really short but I'll update it soon! Please rate/review. Follow me on tumblr . and on twitter with Keg06. Will follow back(: