In its all pathetic glory
As Harry entered the Gryffindor common room he gasped. He dropped his books and covered his mouth.
Harry: Hermione! What are you doing?
Hermione: Harry, I can't stop!!! Hermione shrieked. She kept on dusting, mopping, and cleaning. It was now apparent to Harry.
Hermione was a cleanophobic. She couldn't stop cleaning.
Harry: Hermione, put down the broom.
Hermione: I can't.
Harry: Put down the broom.
Hermione: No.
Harry: Put down the broom!
Hermione: NO!
Harry and Hermione struggle for a few seconds over the broom and finally, Harry has the broom and his glasses are broken and hanging by one ear.
Harry: I never knew!
Hermione: *sits on ground and cries*
Harry: Ummmmmm...Hermione? How long has this been going on?
Hermione: *continues crying*
Harry: OK, then. Maybe I'll just go get a teacher or something. *slowly, tries backing out of the room*
Hermione: Harry, NO! You can't let anybody know!! This is MY problem so I will deal with by MYSELF! *marches out of the room*
Harry: Do you think that is such…whatever. I don't have the energy.
Ron enters the room.
Ron: What was that all about?
Harry: Nothing.
Ron: Are you sure? Because I could have sworn-
Harry: Trust me it was nothing.
Hermione enters with a broom and a mop and starts cleaning around Ron and Harry's feet.
Ron: Now, Harry, this is something.
Harry: Nope. It's nothing.
Hermione leaves and goes into her room to do more cleaning.
Harry (before Ron even says anything): Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Ron: Well, ummmmmm…if that's what you say.
Lavender comes in.
Lavender: Where's Hermione?
Harry: Nothing.
Lavender: What? Ron, where's Hermione? She said she would help me with my studies! I'm really doing down in Muggle Studies.
Ron: I believe she's doing nothing.
Lavender: OK, that's great! *calling for Hermione*
Harry: I'm going for a walk. There's nothing going on here.
*Harry leaves*
Ron: Well...ummmmmm…well…I'm going too.
To be continued…
Next chapter we will learn about Hermione and her problem and how it came to be! Till next time…adieu!
As Harry entered the Gryffindor common room he gasped. He dropped his books and covered his mouth.
Harry: Hermione! What are you doing?
Hermione: Harry, I can't stop!!! Hermione shrieked. She kept on dusting, mopping, and cleaning. It was now apparent to Harry.
Hermione was a cleanophobic. She couldn't stop cleaning.
Harry: Hermione, put down the broom.
Hermione: I can't.
Harry: Put down the broom.
Hermione: No.
Harry: Put down the broom!
Hermione: NO!
Harry and Hermione struggle for a few seconds over the broom and finally, Harry has the broom and his glasses are broken and hanging by one ear.
Harry: I never knew!
Hermione: *sits on ground and cries*
Harry: Ummmmmm...Hermione? How long has this been going on?
Hermione: *continues crying*
Harry: OK, then. Maybe I'll just go get a teacher or something. *slowly, tries backing out of the room*
Hermione: Harry, NO! You can't let anybody know!! This is MY problem so I will deal with by MYSELF! *marches out of the room*
Harry: Do you think that is such…whatever. I don't have the energy.
Ron enters the room.
Ron: What was that all about?
Harry: Nothing.
Ron: Are you sure? Because I could have sworn-
Harry: Trust me it was nothing.
Hermione enters with a broom and a mop and starts cleaning around Ron and Harry's feet.
Ron: Now, Harry, this is something.
Harry: Nope. It's nothing.
Hermione leaves and goes into her room to do more cleaning.
Harry (before Ron even says anything): Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Ron: Well, ummmmmm…if that's what you say.
Lavender comes in.
Lavender: Where's Hermione?
Harry: Nothing.
Lavender: What? Ron, where's Hermione? She said she would help me with my studies! I'm really doing down in Muggle Studies.
Ron: I believe she's doing nothing.
Lavender: OK, that's great! *calling for Hermione*
Harry: I'm going for a walk. There's nothing going on here.
*Harry leaves*
Ron: Well...ummmmmm…well…I'm going too.
To be continued…
Next chapter we will learn about Hermione and her problem and how it came to be! Till next time…adieu!