Summery: What does go threw one's mind? Herminone's mind in her last days of school
Rating: PG
Warnings: implied slash, femslash, a few swear words
A/N: This takes place in the Trio's last days at Hogwarts.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Curveballs Chapter 1: Dungeon of My EnemyClose. Way to close. I take a deep breath. Almost got caught. Something must be possessing me. Yeah that's it, an entity has taken control of my body that's why I'm here. It has to be why. I mean how could I, Hermione Granger be inside this dungeon of my enemy. I'm in only my nightty. With Harry's invisible coat around me; hiding in a corner. Also with my enemy whom almost ran into me.
Not only I'm I here but alone with them. The others must be gone. Of course they are because it's holiday. That does not give me any comfort. They go to their trunk pull out some night garments then pause. I hold my breath. It is possible to know ones presents. From a smell or a sound. A sound that could be from my breathing?
They look hard around. Fear is seen slightly in their eyes. Yep they know something is not right. Oh I believe my luck is none. They smile. I bit my lip. What gave me away? As if I had spoken those words my enemy speaks.
"I know your smell." Damn. Damn me for having a sense of cleanliness. They can smell my shampoo or soap. My muggle soap. They sway from one foot to the other. "So are you making sure I don't destroy the world or is there an other reason you have come into my room wearing Potters cloth?" First thing I do is breath. My mind picks this day to leave me behind.
They walk closer to me, a smirk on their face. Yep I have been found out. Here it comes. Well might as well get ready to fight. Oh how I hate violence. I take off the cloth and steady my wand. I hear them slightly sigh.
"Herminone…" They reach for their wand. "You're the one who came into my room uninvited." They speak softly. "Shouldn't you be the bad one?" I nodded and put my wand down. This is going great. My mind only wants to be sarcastic.
"I have no answers." Ha I knew I had a voice somewhere. "I'm sorry-" My enemy hardens their eyes. Turns and walks over to their bed.
"So this is what Granger does in the ghostly hours. Peeks in people's rooms. Not just any room but a room of a girl." I close my eyes to the last word. "And all in an invisible clothe. Wow that sounds kinda of stalkerish." The last words roll off the tongue.
"It's the first time." I try to give my self some defense. I don't think I deserve it. It is kind of creepy. Maybe a little? "I didn't want to be in here when you were here. I swear." She looks softly at me like she was trying to figure out why I'm even on this side of the castle.
"So then why?" She places her wand on the nightstand. Turns and looks eagerly at me for the answer.
"I needed to get a book that Malfory took. That's all. Just a stupid book on fairy tales that he stole."
She laughs. So lightly. Yep if it was the other way around I would be laughing too.
"And I see you don't have the book?" She smirks. I blush and look down in embarrassment. How observant of her.
"No. I heard voices, ran in to the room and you know the rest." She smiled even more.
"The bloat's rooms are on the other side." She laughs again. I for some reason laugh with her. What are the chances? Really? I don't want to use the brainpower to figure it out. "You want to know a more ironic thing?" She smiled as she reaches for her nightstand drawer. "Is that I have a thing for folk tales." She produced a book entitled just that.
I found my legs and walked closer to inspect the book. Yes it was a book. One of the stories from my younger years. My enemy and I have something in common. I laugh and she looks at me questioning.
"You know I have never read that one." She smiles. The smile is a friendly one. One of understanding.
"You can read this one if I can read yours." I nod. And take the book. She walks by me, I question. "Well I need your book if we are to go with this arrangement." She smirks. She walks out of the room. Now I'm alone in my I believe my once enemies'. Fear sparks small in my heart. What if she comes back with reinforcements? I grip my wand tightly. Minutes pass that seem like hours. Oh this is torcher.
The door opens it's just her. And nobody else. She smiles.
"Your lucky I haven't read this one." She places the book on top of her bed. "Now I think you should go and try not to end up in anyone else's room. I mean I would get jealous if you where peeping on someone else." She smiled then turned away. I don't think I have seen her smile, truly smiled as much as she did tonight. I nod placing the cloth over my head and walk out. Maybe I had made a new friend. Or at least a comrade that agree on one thing. I'll see tomorrow. If I get cursed from all of her flunkies then I know. I hope it doesn't hurt too much.