It was dinner.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron Weasley asked nobody in particular.
Luna Lovegood, feet crossed, earrings on ear, hairclip on hair, informed everyone, "She's with Sprout. She's been crying since Charms; I saw her on my way."
"What? Why?"
"Well, she got a question wrong, according to Sprout, in yesterday's test, you know, but she insists it was right. Personally, I think –"
She was cut off by a whimper from a horrified Hermione Granger, who, after realizing they'd already been told about her predicament, ran back to the office in which she spent hours sobbing.
"But… but…"
"But what?"
"Well, it was – only four people identified the Admiratius Runctus thing, right? That's what you're talking about, right, L – Luna?"
Luna nodded.
"The first one was Neville," he said as Neville Longbottom proudly blushed. "And if he could get it, Hermione could get it." Neville then turned redder out of pure humiliation, and Ron caught himself. "I mean, she wouldn't stop attacking me about it right before the exams, as usual, and we… we all just know it's impossible."
Suddenly, Hannah Abbott stood up and declared, "No. I am one of the four, and can tell you it is possible and completely true."
Their only response was a quite dissatisfying silence, and so she went on.
"The four people who recognized the plant are Neville Longbottom," she said tentatively, "and me… and… Luna Lovegood… and… and… Vincent Crabbe."
"Luna Lovegood?" asked a bemused young Muggle-born, finding the name funny and not fully understanding the situation.
"Vincent Crabbe?"
"Luna Lovegood?"
"Vincent Crabbe?"
"VINCENT CRABBE?"
"VINCENT CRABBE?"
(Vincent Crabbe was known to be one of the, if not the, least clever in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Seamus Finnigan would tell the curious, confounded Gryffindor first years later in the common room. Lovegood, on the other hand, was not at all unintelligent, he gathered, just insane, and had a surname he deemed perfectly lovely, no, I don't like her, thankyouverymuch, what's with you, stop it, go to your room, all of you, don't you dare, Dean.)
Before they could interrogate him, which they, with the circumstances, did plan to do, he was seized by Professor Sprout and brought to the Headmaster.
Do you think Crabbe is as feeble-minded as he seems? What happened to Hermione? Do you want to hear another question? Are you going to answer all of these in a review? Is that better? No?