At the beginning of the sixth year at hogwarts, Hermione returned yet with
a less bossier self. She was definitly taller, her hair was less bushier
and-- for some reason, she was more charming. In Herbology, Hermione
wouldn't pay attention. It was very wierd that Ron got a C in Herbology,
and Hermione a C-! Harry couldn't believe his green eyes. "Hermione, are
you you?" Harry asked as they left Herbology. Hermione stared at him in
amazement. "Well what do you think?" She said stupidly. Hermione hated when
people asked 'you' questions, but she had to be calm with her friends. "No,
I mean what in Merlin has gotten into you?" Ron said proudly showing the
paper with a C on it.
"Look, I've been meaning to tell you two something," Hermione said huddling them in a corner. "I--I've decided to quit being the Genius Girl or Miss Perfect. I want to be normal, like you two. Just having fun in life," Hermione explained. Ron's mouth dropped and Harry took his glasses and rubbed them. "Harry, maybe this isn't Hermione at all!" Ron exclaimed. "Oh be quiet, Ron! It's really no big deal. I just want to be normal," Hermione protested. She was very annoyed with her so-called-friends.
"But, we try to get good grades. Me and Ron," Harry reminded her. "Relax, Harry. I'm not going to purposly flunk in everything. I'll-I'll just not try so hard," Hermione stammered. "Okay, but are you sure?" Harry asked. Hermione looked at Harry and Ron sternly. "I'm just so caught up in every subject--I can't calm down and ride a broom with you guys, or go on Hogwarts business or--even like someone." Hermione said and walked off. Harry eyed Ron. "Can you believe she's doing this?" Harry said. Ron shrugged and followed Harry.
As the two of them were walking, Draco Malfoy purposly bumped into them. "Watch it, four-eyes!" He yelled. Harry frowned and said," Why don't you watch it, bad breath. For Merlin's Sake you can't even wash our mouth?" People around started to watch this. "Oh really, Potter? Say that again and you will have my fist in your four-eyes!" Draco threatened as he held out his fist. "No, Draco. I think you've got something better to do with the time!" Ron stepped up. "Is that so, Weasly?" Draco fixed himself on Ron. "Yep. Why don't you go wash your mouth?" Ron laughed.
Draco threw his fist hard at Ron, when Professor Snape walked in. "What is going on here?" He said raising his eyebrow. Draco gave Harry a dirty look. "Nothing. Harry and Ron were making fun of Slytherin!" Draco lied. "WHAT??!" Ron yelled. Harry had to hold on to Ron so he wouldn't give Draco a bloody nose. Hermione suddenly came over. "Professor, Harry and Ron weren't doing anything. I've got proof. I watched them," She told Snape. "Granger. Hmm-would you like to perform a spell for us to see if he's lying?" Snape snarled. Hermione meekly stepped back.
"No, Hermione. You gave up that nonsense. Don't do it!" Hermione screamed at herself inside her head. Her eyes wallowed up and her fists clenched. A breeze took on, but it felt like thousands of snowflakes. "I'm sorry. I--must go to my next class," Hermione called as she ran down the hall. "Pity. Note five points will be taken from Gryffindor," Snape replied in a cold tone. He turned and left as Draco burst into giggles. Ron kicked Draco in the shin and pushed him to the ground. "Weasly! I promise that I will get you back!" Sputtered helpless Draco as he stormed off.
Ron could feel the burn of anger inside him and the tense of total danger. Harry felt this too. "Hermione couldn't even blimely save our butts!" Ron said in disbelief. "I mean-five points. Sure, we'll say that's little. I'll deny it when Slytherin wins the house cup." They walked along and wished Hermione didn't want to be like this. 11-15 years-old she won many honors for her intelligence, now she sixteen and wants to throw her glory away. After all the classes and dinner, the three of them, Harry Ron and Hermione sat in the common room. Harry was reading a book called Quidditch Sportmanship. Ron was writing a letter to his brother Charlie. But Hermione--had no book, wasn't writing, she was just gazing into the warm fire. She got the biggest, comfy reading chair, but she wasn't even reading.
Ron looked up from his writing and put down his quill. "Hermione, we're sixteen, it's the beginning of the school year and you're going to give up being--GREAT?" Ron said. Hermione sighed but said nothing. She pulled up the sleeves of her robe. She just said nothing. "Hermione!" Ron shouted. "Leave me alone.... okay?" She said softly. Harry thought he saw a crystal clear tear run down her cheek, but he wasn't sure. He loved reading about quidditch, so he continued. Finally Hermione spoke. "I want to give this up--because-" She paused. Harry and Ron were very eager to know why she wanted to give up her smart side. "Because-I like someone," She breathed. Harry and Ron gasped. Ron giggled. "So, it's just love sick, eh? Well-get over it!" Ron laughed. Hermione frowned till Ron stopped. "He doesn't like me being such a smart mouth-or person, and since I like him so much-I quit," Hermione sighed. Ron dropped his quill and Harry was frozen. "But Hermione-how could someone boss you around to be like that? Who?" Harry and Ron demanded to know. Hermione had her eyes closed. "Is she sleeping??" Ron exclaimed. Harry burst into laughter as Hermione woke up. "I will never tell!" Hermione said fiercly as she ran up to the girls' dormitories. "She's acting wierd. We need to find out who's doin this?" Harry said. Ron nodded.
[Thanks for Reading. Sorry it was short and boring, it'll get better in the next chapters. I'll give you a summary of the second one.
Hermione is caught with the mystery boy. Harry and Ron could not believe this! She actually invited him to the upcoming ball! But Hermione doesn't know that Ron and Harry know-What else could happen?? You never know.
Thanks!]
"Look, I've been meaning to tell you two something," Hermione said huddling them in a corner. "I--I've decided to quit being the Genius Girl or Miss Perfect. I want to be normal, like you two. Just having fun in life," Hermione explained. Ron's mouth dropped and Harry took his glasses and rubbed them. "Harry, maybe this isn't Hermione at all!" Ron exclaimed. "Oh be quiet, Ron! It's really no big deal. I just want to be normal," Hermione protested. She was very annoyed with her so-called-friends.
"But, we try to get good grades. Me and Ron," Harry reminded her. "Relax, Harry. I'm not going to purposly flunk in everything. I'll-I'll just not try so hard," Hermione stammered. "Okay, but are you sure?" Harry asked. Hermione looked at Harry and Ron sternly. "I'm just so caught up in every subject--I can't calm down and ride a broom with you guys, or go on Hogwarts business or--even like someone." Hermione said and walked off. Harry eyed Ron. "Can you believe she's doing this?" Harry said. Ron shrugged and followed Harry.
As the two of them were walking, Draco Malfoy purposly bumped into them. "Watch it, four-eyes!" He yelled. Harry frowned and said," Why don't you watch it, bad breath. For Merlin's Sake you can't even wash our mouth?" People around started to watch this. "Oh really, Potter? Say that again and you will have my fist in your four-eyes!" Draco threatened as he held out his fist. "No, Draco. I think you've got something better to do with the time!" Ron stepped up. "Is that so, Weasly?" Draco fixed himself on Ron. "Yep. Why don't you go wash your mouth?" Ron laughed.
Draco threw his fist hard at Ron, when Professor Snape walked in. "What is going on here?" He said raising his eyebrow. Draco gave Harry a dirty look. "Nothing. Harry and Ron were making fun of Slytherin!" Draco lied. "WHAT??!" Ron yelled. Harry had to hold on to Ron so he wouldn't give Draco a bloody nose. Hermione suddenly came over. "Professor, Harry and Ron weren't doing anything. I've got proof. I watched them," She told Snape. "Granger. Hmm-would you like to perform a spell for us to see if he's lying?" Snape snarled. Hermione meekly stepped back.
"No, Hermione. You gave up that nonsense. Don't do it!" Hermione screamed at herself inside her head. Her eyes wallowed up and her fists clenched. A breeze took on, but it felt like thousands of snowflakes. "I'm sorry. I--must go to my next class," Hermione called as she ran down the hall. "Pity. Note five points will be taken from Gryffindor," Snape replied in a cold tone. He turned and left as Draco burst into giggles. Ron kicked Draco in the shin and pushed him to the ground. "Weasly! I promise that I will get you back!" Sputtered helpless Draco as he stormed off.
Ron could feel the burn of anger inside him and the tense of total danger. Harry felt this too. "Hermione couldn't even blimely save our butts!" Ron said in disbelief. "I mean-five points. Sure, we'll say that's little. I'll deny it when Slytherin wins the house cup." They walked along and wished Hermione didn't want to be like this. 11-15 years-old she won many honors for her intelligence, now she sixteen and wants to throw her glory away. After all the classes and dinner, the three of them, Harry Ron and Hermione sat in the common room. Harry was reading a book called Quidditch Sportmanship. Ron was writing a letter to his brother Charlie. But Hermione--had no book, wasn't writing, she was just gazing into the warm fire. She got the biggest, comfy reading chair, but she wasn't even reading.
Ron looked up from his writing and put down his quill. "Hermione, we're sixteen, it's the beginning of the school year and you're going to give up being--GREAT?" Ron said. Hermione sighed but said nothing. She pulled up the sleeves of her robe. She just said nothing. "Hermione!" Ron shouted. "Leave me alone.... okay?" She said softly. Harry thought he saw a crystal clear tear run down her cheek, but he wasn't sure. He loved reading about quidditch, so he continued. Finally Hermione spoke. "I want to give this up--because-" She paused. Harry and Ron were very eager to know why she wanted to give up her smart side. "Because-I like someone," She breathed. Harry and Ron gasped. Ron giggled. "So, it's just love sick, eh? Well-get over it!" Ron laughed. Hermione frowned till Ron stopped. "He doesn't like me being such a smart mouth-or person, and since I like him so much-I quit," Hermione sighed. Ron dropped his quill and Harry was frozen. "But Hermione-how could someone boss you around to be like that? Who?" Harry and Ron demanded to know. Hermione had her eyes closed. "Is she sleeping??" Ron exclaimed. Harry burst into laughter as Hermione woke up. "I will never tell!" Hermione said fiercly as she ran up to the girls' dormitories. "She's acting wierd. We need to find out who's doin this?" Harry said. Ron nodded.
[Thanks for Reading. Sorry it was short and boring, it'll get better in the next chapters. I'll give you a summary of the second one.
Hermione is caught with the mystery boy. Harry and Ron could not believe this! She actually invited him to the upcoming ball! But Hermione doesn't know that Ron and Harry know-What else could happen?? You never know.
Thanks!]