Hello! This is a short little fic I wrote in response to a fanfiction challenge of one of my friends. My challenge was to write a fic in which Hermione was the main chacter, Alastor Moody was at least mentioned, and which used the words muffin and potassium at least three times. I had fun with it so I hope you enjoy!

Note: Even though this is set in GoF, I have decided to exclude all things pertaining to the Tri-Wizard Tournament for the sake of simplicity (I only had a week to write this).

Chapter 1.

Hermione smiled as the scent of new parchment filled the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. As dreary a place as it was it felt good to have such a comforting scent fill the air on the nerve-wracking first day. As she neatly stacked her parchment on the desk, a wave of dizziness swept over her and she fell into the hard, wooden chair. It must have been because she skipped breakfast that morning. She didn't want to be late for class and decided that promptness was more important than breakfast, especially since it was such an early morning class. Were it still summer she would be in bed, enjoying her dreams or perhaps the scent of bacon frying in the kitchen.

"I believe you are a bit early Miss, class doesn't begin for another half hour," Professor Moody said, coming out of his office.

"Yes, I know sir; I just wanted to be sure I got here on time. I'm Hermione Granger by the way," Hermione said, still feeling a little lightheaded.

Professor Moody nodded and proceeded to go back into his office. Hermione searched her bag for a granola bar or even a piece of gum. She was sure she had stashed some Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans somewhere in there. As she searched a delectable scent filled the room. She finally discerned it to be blueberry muffins. Her stomach growled unhappily to her and reminded her that breakfast was not only the most important meal of the day, but essential to adequate learning.

She remembered her mother's blueberry muffins; "The best in all of London!" her father would rave. She had begun to feel quite homesick when Professor Moody came out with a plate of freshly baked blueberry muffins.

"I'm sorry sir," Hermione started. "But I'm afraid I was so stupid as to come to class without eating breakfast, and it's too late for me to go back to the Great Hall for breakfast now, do you think I might have one of those muffins? They smell delicious."

Professor Moody glared at her. "Of course not! Do you think I bake just for my own enjoyment? These muffins are tainted with dark magic! Why, I'd be mad to even let you touch them!"

Hermione bit her lip, trying not to cry. She sat there with the scent of blueberry muffins looming about her until the other students began to file in. Two of the last of them were Ron and Harry. Of course they would nearly be late, they'd nearly gotten her killed on several occasions in the past three years, and nearly gotten her expelled more frequently than that.

"Hey Hermione," Ron said sitting down next her, she sighed as Harry took the other seat next to her and began to dig through his bag for his Defense Against the Dark Arts book.

"You look a bit peaked," Ron noted.

"I didn't get any breakfast; I was here forty-five minutes early so I wouldn't be late," Hermione admitted, beginning to blush.

"Oh, that's alright, I've got some leftovers from breakfast in my bag," Ron said cheerfully. He produced three pieces of bacon and half a bagel, smothered in cream cheese, and placed them on her desk.

She smiled and ate her breakfast ravenously. "Thanks Ron," she said as she finished.

"It's no problem."

At that moment Professor Moody began class.

Her quill always ready, Hermione paid special attention for the mention of the magical muffins, but none was made. Puzzled, Hermione glanced once again at the seemingly innocent muffins. Their scent still floated in the room and Hermione noticed Crabbe and Goyle staring at them as well. Despite her full stomach she could almost taste them, warm and soft and sweet, nearly melting in her mouth. There had to be something different about them, otherwise Professor Moody would have let her have one. Finally she decided that they were for a lesson for the older students, and promised herself she'd look in the library later.

As the clock struck nine the class time was up and the students gathered their things. Just as she cleared the doorway and began her way to Charms class, Hermione realized she had forgotten her ink well on her desk. She quickly turned around and raced into the classroom. Sighing with relief as she saw her ink well hadn't been stolen, she grabbed it when something caught her eye. Professor Moody was stuffing his face with one of the forbidden muffins.

"Professor?" Professor Moody jumped at the sound of her voice. "I thought you said those muffins were poisonous."

"Well obviously not," he said gruffly. "The only thing odd about these muffins is that I put my potassium supplements in them. The things taste awful alone."

Hermione wanted to further interrogate him about it, she was sure he had told her they were full of dark magic just a few hours earlier, but didn't. She couldn't' be late to Charms now could she?

Alright, I hope you enjoyed that, I'll be adding the other chapters later in time. Thanks to delicatedreams, for posting the challenge, and to ravenclawblonde1428 for proofreading. Review if you please!

Hufflepuffbrunette :)