Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books, or anything associated with them outside this fanfiction. No profit is being made from this story with the exception of my own personal satisfaction.
Author's note: Written for the HG/SS 100 word "Unbelievable" Challenge at WIKTT
Detentions, They're Just Misunderstood
Harry and Ron waited in the common room, deciding that the sheer act of Hermione participating in a detention – even worse, a detention with Snape!--would require their comfort (and that of a few chocolate frogs).
Hermione stumbled through the portrait hole, flushed and disheveled. It didn't look like she had been writing lines.
"Hermione, where's you left shoe?"
"And what happened to your hair?"
She was uncomfortable. She didn't want to tell them.
"You didn't come here straight from Snape's detention did you?"
Pause.
"Who is it then? Macmillan? Goldstein?"
"Actually…"
"It is isn't it? Hermione, you are unbelievable!"
Authors note: Can you guess which boy it was that called her unbelievable? /wink/
Constructive criticism is welcome, as always.