It wasn't a normal day. Not at all for me. It was hilarious really how the halfbloods smirked and the muggleborns giggled. The best part was the purebloods confused looks.
"Right 'O so we have a little ankle bitter." I said looking at the baby flobberworms. Ron was looking at me confused, Harry was smirking, and Hagrid looked very disgruntled.
"Hermione what's an ankle bitter?" Hagrid questioned.
"Well wouldn't you like to know." I replied cooley.
"Gosh Hagrid." Seamus said in his best Australian is.
"You think you know a person." Harry said in his Australian accent.
"I guess we were wrong." Dean said.
"Hagrid didn't know who Steve Irwin is." I replied.
"Who?" Hagrid questioned in his perfectly Scottish accent.
"Oh I've heard of him." Ron said before doubling over when I elbowed him. "He's the muggle you." He said in a high pitched accent.
"Muggle me. No one can be me." Hagrid said confused.
"No you don't understand really. He's just like you." Dean said.
"Except Australian." Harry explained.
"And thinner." Seamus continued.
"And muggle." Ron snorted.
"And of course interested in much more... dangerous animals." I said smugly. Hook line and sinker.
"What could be more dangerous than Buckbeak." Hagrid said.
"So you admit that bloody chicken is dangerous." Draco said.
"What I never said that." Hagrid said horrified.
"That's it my father shall here about this."
That is how all the muggleborns, halfbloods, and one Draco malfoy and one Ron Weasley ended up in detention. By imitating Steve Irwin.
So this is another story that will just involve humour and will be dribbles about five hundred words and smaller. I got the idea from this list of things not to do at Hogwarts and I came up with the idea of Hermione doing them. By the way. Anybody interested in my other story if you want an update you gotta review.
