Chapter 1
Hermione's problem
"I don't believe it! I go to Hogwarts, am nearing the end of my sixth year and have already done NEWT worthy magic, but I can't cure this!" grumbled Hermione Granger, glaring down at her battered finger. She had been visiting Hagrid earlier that day, and he had shown her his new 'delight' - an Occamy.
"Really Hagrid? An Occamy?" she hissed under her breath. Hagrid had never quite understood why the Ministry had placed their classifications as they did. They were four 'X's for Merlin's sake!
Occamy's are very territorial, and Hermione had gotten a little too close to it for comfort. Those wings were powerful. No spells Hermione knew were working. She shook her finger in frustration. That was a big mistake, she reflected, tears welling up and she blinked them away.
"Well, there's only one thing for it; Pansy Parkinson's cave. Hurrah." she told herself, not without a little sarcasm at the end. Pansy had created this business where she would heal you for a price. More often than not, that price was not money, but having to deal with your crush. It was situated at Hogwarts, meaning it was easily accessible. Harry and Ron couldn't know though. They knew what the price was and would demand to know.
But Hermione had no choice. She didn't want to visit Pansy, but the finger was swollen and becoming more painful by the minute. The main reason she didn't want to visit Pansy was because of her uncanny ability to realise who liked whom. And she was responsible for at least half of the matches made in Hogwarts. Ugh. Better get going, she decided. No matter whether she realises that you l-like D-Draco or not, you are going. Relieved she could make up her mind despite her little crush, she packed her wand, a bottle of water and some chocolate. What a bonus it was that chocolate had healing powers!