Eighth Year : A Row in the Common Room

by Donna Vito Frutti

It's eighth year at Hogwarts. Very few have returned. And those that did have to deal with the aftermath of the war. Refer to "World After Voldemort" for the rest of the story.

1. Chapter 1

"Who died and made you the boss, Granger?"

Hermione felt herself lose her cool.

"All I'm asking is for you to be reasonable and careful," she snapped.

"Oh, and I for one very much think Hermione is the boss around here," said Neville, matter-of-factly, who was then joined by Ginny and Ernie who nodded their agreement.

"Can't we at least vote on it?" said Blaise. "To be fair?"

"Fine, let's vote," Neville said, jumping up. "Who here thinks Hermione should be in charge?"

"Neville, don't," Hermione groaned. But Neville didn't seem to be listening. In fact, nobody seemed to be paying her any mind anymore.

And in less than ten seconds, nine hands shot up into the air. Three of them were Hufflepuff. Two of them were Gryffindor, four of them were Ravenclaw (of those, two had belonged to Terry himself, before Neville asked him to put one down), and none of them were Slytherin.

And watching this unexpected show of solidarity unfold before them with severe distrust were five pairs of eyes; all of them Slytherin.

"Figures," said Theo with a scowl. "Everybody loves to gang up on Slytherins."