Hermione turns BAD but then 'He' showed up. Changing every part of her life!
Chapter 1 Swept Up
Hermione ran down the hall catching up to Professor McGonagall, who was walking swiftly. As she finally caught up to her, Hermione vividly slapped the Professor across the right cheek with a nice flat hand.
Hermione ran ahead, turning the corner and hiding behind the slytherin statue of gargoyles and evil dementors.
"Ms. Granger!" Professor McGonagall screamed as she held her old shaky hand across her cheek. "That is fifty points from gryffindor and two... or should I make that three weeks of detention with Professor Flitwick, which whom you seem to be lacking in class." Professor McGonagall turned around on her heals and headed toward the Heads office. When she arrived at the door, it automatically opened. Dumbledor was sitting quietly by his wooden desk, hands folded under his chin.
"Please take a seat Professor." He announced to her.
"Thank you sir." She replied as the chair magically pulled its self out from under the desk. McGonagall sat down quickly as Dumbledor spoke again.
"I see we have been having trouble with Ms. Granger again, Madam?"
"Yes sir. This time she slapped me, then disappeared." She paused. "I gave her three weeks of detention with Flitwick. Also took fifty points from gryffindor."
Dumbledor looked straight into her eyes and sighed.
"Minerva. I think it is time."
"Yes... yes sir. I believe so." Professor McGonagall smiled, pleased at the situation.
"Send Ms. Granger to my office after dinner. Make sure she comes. I will announce her the news." Dumbledor sighed again, never wanting to do anything, or having to do anything this dreadful with any of his beloved students.
"I will tell her before lunch professor. And... shall I walk her to your office? Just in case?"
"That would be an excellent idea Minerva."
"Well I best be going then. I got Hall Duty... Tata."
"See you after supper Madam." He spoke softly.
Professor McGonagall waved at Dumbledor, as she shut the stone door behind her.
Walking down the dark stone steps, movement caught her eyes. There was a swift breeze of cold wind passing bye her, blowing her hair loose from her bun. Then the Professor finally caught glimpse of the shadowy figure walking swiftly towards the great hall.