A/N: Hi everyone!! This is my first fanfic, and I am very excited about it.
Just a little disclaimer for this chapter and all chapters to come: I do
not own any of these characters. They all belong to J.K Rowling, author of
the Harry Potter books. Please R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ch. 1 Black clouds
"Ha ha, very funny you two. Don't worry, I'm laughing on the inside, really," said Hermione Granger after her two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley had managed to conjure a small black cloud, complete with lightning, over their friend's head.
"We didn't MEAN it Hermione, it's just that you've been in a rotten mood lately and we're just trying to cheer you up!" Ron declared.
"Yeah, Hermione, come on, you can tell US what's bothering you," said Harry.
"N-no, no I can't," stammered Hermione. "Because nothing is bothering me. Honestly can I just be in a neutral mood? Do I have to be giddy and carefree all the time? Just because you two never do your work, at least not properly, does that mean my education has to suffer as well? I mean we have tons of school work to do, plus, we take our O.W.Ls in less than 5 months! How can I possibly be happy?" And with that, she stormed off towards the castle.
"Who sneezed in her pumpkin juice?" Ron questioned.
"I don't know," Harry answered," but she's been like this for a week now, and I don't have the faintest idea what's going on."
"Really, you'd think she'd have the decency to inform us before she bites our heads off!" Ron yelled.
"You don't think WE did something to her, do you?" Harry questioned.
"Well, let's see, what have we done to her lately? I called her a know-it- all a few dozen times, put a frog eye on her potion's stool, put an 'I love Peeves' sign on her back, and spell-o-taped the pages of her Arithmancy book together. Nope, nothing out of the ordinary. How about you?"
"You don't think you've been a bit hard on her, Ron?" "Hard on her? Hard on HER? Harry, she always bosses us around, she tells us how we are constantly doing things wrong, and she watches us until we get our work done! Honestly, it's as if she doesn't trust us!" Ron complained.
"Well, you have to admit, without her we'd be failing ALL of our classes instead of just potions and divination," Harry argued.
"I guess," Ron agreed, though reluctantly. "It's getting cold. Come on Harry, last one to the castle marries Moaning Myrtle!"
"You're on!" Harry agreed, and they raced back to the castle.
Ch. 1 Black clouds
"Ha ha, very funny you two. Don't worry, I'm laughing on the inside, really," said Hermione Granger after her two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley had managed to conjure a small black cloud, complete with lightning, over their friend's head.
"We didn't MEAN it Hermione, it's just that you've been in a rotten mood lately and we're just trying to cheer you up!" Ron declared.
"Yeah, Hermione, come on, you can tell US what's bothering you," said Harry.
"N-no, no I can't," stammered Hermione. "Because nothing is bothering me. Honestly can I just be in a neutral mood? Do I have to be giddy and carefree all the time? Just because you two never do your work, at least not properly, does that mean my education has to suffer as well? I mean we have tons of school work to do, plus, we take our O.W.Ls in less than 5 months! How can I possibly be happy?" And with that, she stormed off towards the castle.
"Who sneezed in her pumpkin juice?" Ron questioned.
"I don't know," Harry answered," but she's been like this for a week now, and I don't have the faintest idea what's going on."
"Really, you'd think she'd have the decency to inform us before she bites our heads off!" Ron yelled.
"You don't think WE did something to her, do you?" Harry questioned.
"Well, let's see, what have we done to her lately? I called her a know-it- all a few dozen times, put a frog eye on her potion's stool, put an 'I love Peeves' sign on her back, and spell-o-taped the pages of her Arithmancy book together. Nope, nothing out of the ordinary. How about you?"
"You don't think you've been a bit hard on her, Ron?" "Hard on her? Hard on HER? Harry, she always bosses us around, she tells us how we are constantly doing things wrong, and she watches us until we get our work done! Honestly, it's as if she doesn't trust us!" Ron complained.
"Well, you have to admit, without her we'd be failing ALL of our classes instead of just potions and divination," Harry argued.
"I guess," Ron agreed, though reluctantly. "It's getting cold. Come on Harry, last one to the castle marries Moaning Myrtle!"
"You're on!" Harry agreed, and they raced back to the castle.