Hermione Granger sat in the Gryffindor Common Room. She was reading a thick, dusty book that had small writing that she could hardly read. Harry Potter sliped into the seat beside her and tried to get a good look at the title of the thick book. "It's called Potions and Posie." Hermione said, without looking up from the book. Harry raised his eyebrows and bit his tounge. He reached into his bag and pulled out a thick book and a roll of parchment. He sighed and drew out his bottle of black ink and a gold and black egale feather quill. Hermione glanced at the roll of parchment and smiled. "Potions Homework?" she inquired. Harry nodded and flipped the book (3000 Herbs and Spices) open.
"Where is your homework?" Harry asked, starting to read his book.
"Let me guess, you finished it Hermione?" Ronald Weasly said, walking over to the two. Hermione opened her mouth to give him a lecture on finshing homework sonner than later, but closed her mouth, nodding instead. "Two hours after it is given to us, and you have finished it! Hermione, little wonder why you pass everyexam with flying colours!" Ron exclaimed.
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. "well at least I've done it!" Hermione said, rolling her eyes again. Ron shrugged and glanced over Harrys' shoulder. Hermione closed her book and walked slowly up the stairs, to the girls dorm. Ron looked at Harry, who shugged and continued with his homework.
Hermione sat on her bed with her legs tucked under her, she was brushing out her long, brown hair . Her brown eyes skimmed across the page of Potions and Posie. There was a knock on the door and Lavender walked in. "Hello Lavender." Hermione said, smiling a welcome. Lavender smiled back and said
"Hey Hermione" Lavender wandered over to her trunk and pulled out her hair-brush. Lavender tugged at the hair-tie that was holding her long, brown hair in place and quickly brushed her hair.
Hermione drew the velvet bed hangings and quickly changed into her pajamas. She got up and brushed her hair before brushing her teeth. Hermione slipped inbetween the bed covers and opened Potions and Posie and started to read. She heard Lavender climb into her own bed and Hermione heard to door open again some time after. It was probably Parvati, as she was the only other girl who was not in bed. Hermiones hangings opened slightly and Ginny poked her head though the gap. "Hey Ginny" Hermione said quietly, wondering why Ginny was in her dorm. "Hermione!" Ginny said loudy.
"Shh! Keep you voice down"
"I need to tell you something" Ginny whispered.
Hermione frowned but tucked her legs in closer, making room for Ginny to sit down. "What is it?" she asked softly. Ginny bit her lip and lowered her eyes. "You can tell me anything, Ginny" Hermione added.
Ginny nodded and started to tell Hermione what was wrong "You knew how Draco and I have been going out, right? Well lately he has been wanting to take the relationship to the next level, but I'm finding myself not intrested in him. Like I know everything about him, and I'm borded of him now." Ginny hung her head, as if she was expecting a blow. Hermione patted Ginny on the shoulder and whispered.
"Just tell him how you feel, if he loves you, he'll understand. Now, get some sleep."
Harry threw his quill down on his parchment, now filled with messy writing, and lent back on his chair, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. Ron, who was busy scrawling on a sheet of parchment, looked up. "Don't tell me, you finished!" Ron said, throwing his arms in the air and managing to know over his bottle of ink. "Why do my best friends have to be so brainy?" he muttered to himself, magicly removing the spilt ink. Harry shoved his ink bottle towards Ron, and said "use that, I'm done." Ron nodded and dipped his quill into the black ink and started to write.
A few hours later, Ron finally finished his essay. It had taken him three copys, five spilt bottles of ink but he had finished. Ron glanced over his shoulder at Harry, who was snoring softly in the biggest armchair. Ron smiled and shook his head. He glanced at the clock: five past midnight. Ron gathered his bag and shook Harry's shoulder. Herry woke up with an uncertain looked passing his green eyes. "Come on, mate. It's five past midnight. Time to go to bed" Ron said, walking up the stairs. Harry followed Ron and feel asleep as soon as his head hit the soft pillow.
The next day.
Harry climbed out of his bed and was greeted by a chourus of "Hello"s from the people in the common room. He quickly spotted Hermione sitting alone, reading. Ginny was hanging around Hermione, stepping towards her, but then stepping back. Ron stumbled down the stairs and crashed into Harry, who litraly went flying into the crowd of people. The common room was silent for two seconds, then everybody started laughing and pointing. Ron turned a deep red and muttered something about this allways happening, while Harry got up, dusted off his robes and smiled broardly.
Hermione looked from her book and didn't bat an eyelash as she saw what happened. Ginny, on the other hand, openly expressed her laughter and was soon laughing so hard she could not stand. Harry wondered over to Hermione and sat on the arm of the arm-chair. "What are you reading?" Harry asked, looking back at Ron, who had turned a deeper red because Ginny was laughing. "Fogging the Past, it's a book about creating false memories and dismissing the real memories." Hermione answered. Ron walked over, noticing the book, asked where she had gotten the book. "From Divination, Ron, don't you remember? Professor Gilfoy gave it to us to read last lesson."
Ron gave her an odd look, as if trying to call on the memory. But then Rons face cleared, aswering "Where is my book? Where did I leave it?"
Hermione sighed, "In the classroom, I told you that yestereday before luch, but you insisted that you had it in your bag!"
"Oh, yeah, right. So, I suppose I should go and get the book then, huh?"
Hermione looked at Harry and grinned, turning back to Ron, she said "Ron, I don't do Divination anymore, I quit in the third year! You do divination with Harry and Professor Gilfoy dosen't even teach Divination, but he did teach one lesson, because the centor was sick. I got this book from the library
and you have been subjected to my first try of creating false memories." Hermione smiled and got up, heading towards the girls dorm to put the book upstairs. Ron gave Harry a quizical look and Harry laughed.
Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table and started to eat her breakfast. Draco Malfoy saunted up to her and smirked. "What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked shortly.
"Ginny Weasly just broke up with me, you wouldn't have anything to do with that affair, would you?"
"Are you accusing me of breaking up your relationship? Just because I'm a Head Girl, and you are not Head Boy, doesn't make me a target, Malfoy, and besides, I can land you in detention" Hermione said, making a move to get up. Draco Malfoy put a hand on her shoulder and shoved her into her seat. "I'm not finished yet, Granger" he snarled
"Oh I think you are" Hermione said, getting up and leaving the hall. Harry rushed over to her, waving his timetable in frot of her nose.
"Look, potions first up, with Sytherin." Harry peered couriously at her face, "You okay, Hermione? You look you've seen a ghost, but then again, you have always had a pale complection." Hermione narrowed her eyes at Harry in a playful manner and went to get her bag of books.
Here is the first chapter, FINISHED! Yay! Sorry about the delay in this story, I've been really, really busy. Oh, and by the way (before I forget) Professor Gilfoy teaches Defence against the Dark Arts. Please tell me what you think of my story, if it is a flame, so be it, I will still read it and consider any ideas for the next chapter.
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