Hermiones POV
Professor McGonagall is handing out partners for our project. Not really a project, more of a partner to practice on. And in class you must work together and show the class what you've done.
"Harry, Parvati, Ron, Lavender, Hermione, Draco," Draco! No! He's horrible. Not work ethic at all. Rude and a slithering Slytherin! Arrogant boy that's what he is. Begging for attention by harsh words. Ron nudges me.
"Tough luck!" Yeah,wise words. Not.
"You got Lavender, she can't perform a spell if someone's whispering the words in her ear." I retort. Harry looks at me sympathetically.
"You can always practice with me." See, Harry's nice!
"Thank you, I'd love to switch. McGonagall is strict though. She'd never allow." I say sadly. Harry's offer did cheer me up. He's the best.
"Sad. Well good luck. We can always practice, I'm usually free. Or I'd clear my schedule." He says hastily, as the bell rings, signaling break. I know everyone will be practicing. Except for me. No way I'm working with that...over confident brat. Soon enough, everyone's paired up and saying spells. I sit on a bench across form a wall.
"Aguamti!" I say and water shoots out into the wall. I smile proudly.
"Aren't you supposed to be practicing with be, Granger?" A snotty voice asks from behind me. I roll my eyes. I turn to him.
"Aguamti." I whisper and suddenly he's soaking wet. I snicker and run away. That's for being an arse.
"Granger!" I hear him roar. I giggle softly, he totally deserved it. Self high five!
