P.S. I Hate You
Rated M
Summary: Our "Golden Trio" and the rest of their class have entered their Seventh Year at Hogwarts. They gain knowledge of a class that was before unknown to them that they must partake in to graduate: Life Skills. The class includes babies, spouses, and managing homes. Seems like something Hermione Granger can handle until she gets paired up with none other than the ferret himself. Hermione begins to wonder if she'll ever graduate. Begins as HG/RW and ends as HG/DM.
A/N: I know you've seen this plot before but I'm hoping my take on it will be something fresher than you're used to. I haven't written in awhile so bear with me and keep up with constructive criticism kay? (:
*H.G. P.O.V.*
I looked down at my schedule in confusion. The regular Advanced classes I had opted to take were there but a new class that was simply titled Required puzzled me. I was sure that "Required" wasn't the name of the class and I wondered why the name hadn't just been put on the time table like all the rest. I looked over at Ron's schedule and saw the same thing.
"Harry, do you have a class called "Required" on your schedule?" I asked him, curious to know if it wasn't just Ron and I.
"Uhhh, yeah, I do. Why?" he answered back with confusion on his face.
"Oh just wondering. Yours is at 8:00 every Monday then as well?"
Harry glanced down at his scheduled and mumbled a "yeah" through his mouthful of muffin.
I checked my watch and jumped up. "Oh no! It's 7:45! We're going to be late and have to take a seat at the back of the class!" I jumped up and tugged at Ron's hand, pulling him off the bench while yelling at Harry to hurry up. I swear, you would think they could care less about class!
We made it to the classroom in record time. Most of the front row was empty thankfully and I quickly seated myself front and center whilst making sure Ron sat next to me. Harry of course took a seat next to Ron. I thought I heard him whisper something about "mental" to Ron but I ignored it. Boys could be so immature. They were 17 for pete's sake! You would think they would have grown up by now. Mum informed me, however, that they never grow up. That even men are simply boys in a very large body. I had come to the conclusion that she was correct. Even Daddy had a boyish tendency to play video games more often than a grown man should. I snapped my attention to the door of the teacher's office as I saw a witch whom I had seldom seen walking the halls.
"Hello everyone," the witch said cheerfully, "My name is Linda Soozers. You may call me Professor Sooz or Professor S., whichever is to your liking. You may not however, call me Professor Snooze or Snoozers as that will result in a detention. Am I clear?" She looked around the classroom with a small smile on her face and when there were no objections she continued. "You may have noticed that this class was called 'Required' on your schedules. That is because this class is something we wished you to know is required and you may not get out of it. Also, if you were to learn the name of the class you may have guessed what it was about and never have shown up," she said with a small chuckle. "However, since you are all present I will now announce the name of this class is Life Skills and yes, it will be brutal. Now, here are some forms you need to sign simply stating you will follow all rules and guidelines. The rules and guidelines have also been handed to you but don't bother reading them because whether you agree to them or not you need this glass to graduate and you cannot take this class without signing those forms. Are we clear?" she asked with a smile. She proceeded to magically hand us each forms.
I skimmed over mine making a mental note to check over them thoroughly tonight in my private common room that I would have to share with the Head Boy, whoever that was. I wouldn't find out until I actually saw him. Last night after the welcoming feast I went straight to bed and didn't see who else occupied the rooms with me. As I finished skimming over the rules I pulled out my quill from my bag and quickly scrawled my signature on the flashing line. As I did so the line stopped flashing and my signature turned a gold color.
"Everyone finished?" Professor Sooz asked and with what seemed to be a confirmation from the entire class, she waved her wand and the signed forms glided onto her desk in a neat pile. Our rules and guidelines sheet stayed with us. "Now," she continued, "I will pair you up with another individual who will be your so called 'spouse' for the rest of the year. You will share a common room and eventually a bedroom with that person." At the mention of bedroom the class broke out into whispers and giggles. I rolled my eyes disgustedly. I felt like one of the only mature students sometimes.
"Neville Longbottom and Pansy Parkinson! Vincent Crabbe and Parvati Patil! Gregory Goyle and Lavender Brown!" As Professor Sooz continued down her list the excited faces began to dwindle and the number of miserable faces was quickly rising. "Harry Potter and Hannah Abbott!"
Harry didn't seem to put out but then again, he didn't exactly look ecstatic. I was confident however that since Ron had yet to be called and so had I that we would be put together. Dumbledore would see to that seeing as how perfect we were for each other. We had been dating for a few months now and so far, besides for the occasional spats, it had been wonderful. My assumption however, came crashing down around my ears as I heard Professor Sooz call, "Ronald Weasley and Millicent Bulstrode!"
Ron looked to me as if to plead for help and I shrugged my shoulders, put out at the fact I would have to be with another student. Oh well, as long as it isn't… "Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger!" Professor Sooz called out finally. "Well if that isn't more fitting having the Head Boy and Head Girl together well I don't know what is!" the professor said cheerfully.
A/N: Please review and tell me what you think okay! Criticism pleasee(: