Chapter 2
"Do you know what our potions homework is?"
The glistening in hermoines eyes was gone as she shook her head out of her fantasy. She gazed down at her books. "Oh, yes, yes I do. It was our worksheet that he poofed out on the desks. Did you grab one?" "Oh, that piece of paper we got. Yeah i got it Thanks." 'Sure well we better go back to our dormitories to get ready for the Quiddicth match vs. Slytherin."
As Harry headed out of the main hall to get ready to play for the Quidditch match Ron and Hemoine walked up the stairs together heading for the dormitories.
This match was the game of the season and Hermoine couldn't wait to watch it. She had to get over Harry as she realized that they were only going to stay friends and that's it. As they walked up the long, wide, red stairways to the seventh floor her and Ron were talking when she bumped into someone. Hermoine had never seen him before until now, she only heard about him. It was the new wizard who had been transferred from Gotsworth private schools for wizards.
She gazed up at his light blue eyes that were gazing back. His light brown hair was neatly cut with a little spiking in the front of it. His tan skin made his eyes even more noticeable.
"G'day mate, sorry about that bump there" he said.
"Oh, that's ok," Hermoine said, still staring at his eyes and awed at the accent.
He reached out his hand and so did Hermoine with a nice firm shake.
"My name is Nathon," he said.
"Nice to meet your Nathon, my name is Hermoine." She cleared her throat, "Hermoine Granger."
"I see you and I are in Gryffindor," he said, "Are you going to the Quidditch match?"
"Yes I am. I was just putting my books away and I was going to leave."
"I'll wait for you if you don't mind," he said.
Hermoine was shocked at this comment and at the same time was thrilled. "Sure, I'll be back in just a second."
Hermoine ran to the portrait and said, "Wattlebird," The portrait swung open and into the room she went she ran up the long steps into her room and threw down her books on her bed. She then headed for the mirror where she checked her hair. She could see that growing out her brown hair made it much thinner then it used to be . She grabbed her brush and fixed it a little bit so that her layers fell perfectly in place. She checked her teeth and burst out the door.
Dashing down the stairs she ran and then as the was about ten steps away from the door she stopped took a deep breath and walked calmly towards the door. There Nathon was standing there with a huge smile on his face.
"Ready?" he said.
Hermoine nodded and off they were. They talked about how Nathons dad thought it would've been best for him to go to an all wizards school so that he wouldn't get distracted from his wizardry. But when he turned 15 he would have a choice to stay or move to Hogwarts. They arrived to the gates of the stadium.
As they walked in all the girls stared at Nathon as Hermoine followed.
"Lets sit here," he said.
As they sat down you could see Hermoine looking around and all the girls gave her a smile and a wave. All the girls liked Hermoine except for a few who gave her jealous looks. One of them was named Christina.
She started coming towards Hermoine and Nathon. Hermoine sank in her chair.
The glistening in hermoines eyes was gone as she shook her head out of her fantasy. She gazed down at her books. "Oh, yes, yes I do. It was our worksheet that he poofed out on the desks. Did you grab one?" "Oh, that piece of paper we got. Yeah i got it Thanks." 'Sure well we better go back to our dormitories to get ready for the Quiddicth match vs. Slytherin."
As Harry headed out of the main hall to get ready to play for the Quidditch match Ron and Hemoine walked up the stairs together heading for the dormitories.
This match was the game of the season and Hermoine couldn't wait to watch it. She had to get over Harry as she realized that they were only going to stay friends and that's it. As they walked up the long, wide, red stairways to the seventh floor her and Ron were talking when she bumped into someone. Hermoine had never seen him before until now, she only heard about him. It was the new wizard who had been transferred from Gotsworth private schools for wizards.
She gazed up at his light blue eyes that were gazing back. His light brown hair was neatly cut with a little spiking in the front of it. His tan skin made his eyes even more noticeable.
"G'day mate, sorry about that bump there" he said.
"Oh, that's ok," Hermoine said, still staring at his eyes and awed at the accent.
He reached out his hand and so did Hermoine with a nice firm shake.
"My name is Nathon," he said.
"Nice to meet your Nathon, my name is Hermoine." She cleared her throat, "Hermoine Granger."
"I see you and I are in Gryffindor," he said, "Are you going to the Quidditch match?"
"Yes I am. I was just putting my books away and I was going to leave."
"I'll wait for you if you don't mind," he said.
Hermoine was shocked at this comment and at the same time was thrilled. "Sure, I'll be back in just a second."
Hermoine ran to the portrait and said, "Wattlebird," The portrait swung open and into the room she went she ran up the long steps into her room and threw down her books on her bed. She then headed for the mirror where she checked her hair. She could see that growing out her brown hair made it much thinner then it used to be . She grabbed her brush and fixed it a little bit so that her layers fell perfectly in place. She checked her teeth and burst out the door.
Dashing down the stairs she ran and then as the was about ten steps away from the door she stopped took a deep breath and walked calmly towards the door. There Nathon was standing there with a huge smile on his face.
"Ready?" he said.
Hermoine nodded and off they were. They talked about how Nathons dad thought it would've been best for him to go to an all wizards school so that he wouldn't get distracted from his wizardry. But when he turned 15 he would have a choice to stay or move to Hogwarts. They arrived to the gates of the stadium.
As they walked in all the girls stared at Nathon as Hermoine followed.
"Lets sit here," he said.
As they sat down you could see Hermoine looking around and all the girls gave her a smile and a wave. All the girls liked Hermoine except for a few who gave her jealous looks. One of them was named Christina.
She started coming towards Hermoine and Nathon. Hermoine sank in her chair.