Disclaimer: All of the characters in this story are copyright Ms. Joanne K. Rowling.
Author's Note: Well, this is my first fic... I started it a while ago, and submitted it to a few sites, and now I've finally decided to continue it at Fanfiction.net... Enjoy, Mari
Hermione woke up and screamed loudly. "Ohmigosh, ohmigosh, ohmigosh!" she cried as she hurriedly got dressed. "How did this happen to me? I never sleep late! I`m going to get into so much trouble, and if I lose points for Gryffindor . . . oh dear, oh dear!" Hermione grabbed her books and wand and rushed downstairs.
Hermione Granger was a student in her third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Professor Severus Snape was the meanest, cruelest, most prejudiced teacher in the entire school. Hermione Granger was late for his class.
"Good morning, Miss Granger," said an oily voice. "I see you`ve finally decided to grace us with your presence." The class snickered as Hermione slid into her seat.
"Sorry, Professor Snape, won`t happen again, Professor Snape." Hermione murmured.
"Ten points from Gryffindor, Granger, and it better not happen again or detention," Professor
Snape turned his back to the class and started writing something on the blackboard. Hermione`s eyes filled with tears as she raised her hand. "Yes, Miss Granger?" Snape said icily.
"May I go to the bathroom, sir?"
"Be quick about it, you can`t afford to miss more than you already have" snapped Snape.
Hermione rose out of her seat and fled. Unfortunately, since Snape`s classes were held in the dungeon, the closest girl`s bathroom was the one on the first floor.
"Go away, leave me alone" someone sniffed as Hermione opened the door. Hermione burst into tears; it was all too much for her. First she had overslept, then Snape yelled at her, and now even Moaning Myrtle was annoyed with her. Myrtle was the ghost who haunted a toilet in the girl`s bathroom on the first floor and had the firm belief that everybody in the world hated her. She was always crying (which frequently caused small floods) and was rather surprised when she heard Hermione break out in tears, too.
"Hey, that`s my job!" Myrtle exclaimed midsniffle. "Why are you so sad anyway?" Hermione stopped crying to explain. "Gee," said Myrtle, "I guess I`m not the only one with problems." Hermione`s eyes started to water again. "Just kidding," Myrtle said bitterly, "Can`t you take a joke?"
"Sorry, Myrtle. I better be going now, bye" Hermione wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her robe and rushed towards the Great Hall for lunch.
"Hermione!" a voice shouted from across the room, "Over here!" Hermione looked around and saw her best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, waving to her. She made her way over when suddenly a foot shot out into her path. She fell to the floor and bumped her knee.
"You should watch where you`re going, Mudblood" A cruel voice said. Hermione looked up and saw Draco Malfoy, one of Snape`s favorite students, leering over her. She quickly jumped to her feet and pulled her wand out of her sleeve.
"I have had ENOUGH!" she said and muttered a few words under her breath. Draco Malfoy shot back as if he had been punched by a giant.
Harry and Ron rushed over and scolded Hermione, "You shouldn`t have done that, what if Snape or another teacher had seen? What if . . ."
Hermione gave them a look. Ron and Harry stopped and stared at their feet. When they looked up again Hermione saw each had a grin on their face.
"Ok, we confess, that was so unbelievably cool! Anyway, Hagrid wants us to drop by, OK?"
"Sure."
Author's Note: Well, this is my first fic... I started it a while ago, and submitted it to a few sites, and now I've finally decided to continue it at Fanfiction.net... Enjoy, Mari
Hermione woke up and screamed loudly. "Ohmigosh, ohmigosh, ohmigosh!" she cried as she hurriedly got dressed. "How did this happen to me? I never sleep late! I`m going to get into so much trouble, and if I lose points for Gryffindor . . . oh dear, oh dear!" Hermione grabbed her books and wand and rushed downstairs.
Hermione Granger was a student in her third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Professor Severus Snape was the meanest, cruelest, most prejudiced teacher in the entire school. Hermione Granger was late for his class.
"Good morning, Miss Granger," said an oily voice. "I see you`ve finally decided to grace us with your presence." The class snickered as Hermione slid into her seat.
"Sorry, Professor Snape, won`t happen again, Professor Snape." Hermione murmured.
"Ten points from Gryffindor, Granger, and it better not happen again or detention," Professor
Snape turned his back to the class and started writing something on the blackboard. Hermione`s eyes filled with tears as she raised her hand. "Yes, Miss Granger?" Snape said icily.
"May I go to the bathroom, sir?"
"Be quick about it, you can`t afford to miss more than you already have" snapped Snape.
Hermione rose out of her seat and fled. Unfortunately, since Snape`s classes were held in the dungeon, the closest girl`s bathroom was the one on the first floor.
"Go away, leave me alone" someone sniffed as Hermione opened the door. Hermione burst into tears; it was all too much for her. First she had overslept, then Snape yelled at her, and now even Moaning Myrtle was annoyed with her. Myrtle was the ghost who haunted a toilet in the girl`s bathroom on the first floor and had the firm belief that everybody in the world hated her. She was always crying (which frequently caused small floods) and was rather surprised when she heard Hermione break out in tears, too.
"Hey, that`s my job!" Myrtle exclaimed midsniffle. "Why are you so sad anyway?" Hermione stopped crying to explain. "Gee," said Myrtle, "I guess I`m not the only one with problems." Hermione`s eyes started to water again. "Just kidding," Myrtle said bitterly, "Can`t you take a joke?"
"Sorry, Myrtle. I better be going now, bye" Hermione wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her robe and rushed towards the Great Hall for lunch.
"Hermione!" a voice shouted from across the room, "Over here!" Hermione looked around and saw her best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, waving to her. She made her way over when suddenly a foot shot out into her path. She fell to the floor and bumped her knee.
"You should watch where you`re going, Mudblood" A cruel voice said. Hermione looked up and saw Draco Malfoy, one of Snape`s favorite students, leering over her. She quickly jumped to her feet and pulled her wand out of her sleeve.
"I have had ENOUGH!" she said and muttered a few words under her breath. Draco Malfoy shot back as if he had been punched by a giant.
Harry and Ron rushed over and scolded Hermione, "You shouldn`t have done that, what if Snape or another teacher had seen? What if . . ."
Hermione gave them a look. Ron and Harry stopped and stared at their feet. When they looked up again Hermione saw each had a grin on their face.
"Ok, we confess, that was so unbelievably cool! Anyway, Hagrid wants us to drop by, OK?"
"Sure."