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Chapter 1: In Which Dumbledore Makes an Important Announcement
Hermione stretched and yawned, reaching her hands high overhead. Then swinging her legs over the side of the bed she headed to her window and opened the curtains. The outdoors was temporarily obscured by the frost clinging to the window. With a wave of her wand it dispersed leaving a clear view of the world beyond.
The morning air was crisp and cold as she hurriedly dressed for the day. There were at least 2 or 3 hours before anyone else awoke, so she could shove in a few hours of studying, after all the Transfiguration test was only 2 weeks away. She almost wished she hadn't finished all of her assignment for the week last night. Quickly packing her books she had a moment's appreciation that the Head Girl got her own room. She now could stay up as late as she wished without Lavender and Parvati whining at her.
Heading to the Common room she stopped for a moment to check the board, there was a prefects meeting at 9:00 tonight.
Great another forced half-hour she had to spend with him. Hermione had been extremely disappointed, though not very surprised when she had found out that Head Boy was to be none other than Draco Malfoy, her arch Nemesis. A man she could easily watch die a horrible gruesome slow death and not be the least bit affected.
The walk to the library was quiet and cold, despite her warm coat, scarf and gloves, she was shivering. And following it was a rather uneventful two hours of cramming for a test she could ace with her eyes closed and her legs tied behind her back.
Well no harm in being prepared.
She quickly headed for the Great Hall for breakfast. Succeeding in being the fourth person total, therefore retaining her record of being to breakfast long before any normal human would dare. She slowly ate her breakfast and performed last minute checks on her Potions Assignment while waiting for Harry and Ron.
They entered only seconds after a gaggle of Slytherins, lead obviously by their Delusional Prince with his trademark smirk on his face, the one when you looked at you knew that some poor baby was crying in its cradle, missing the lollipop that was tucked into his pocket for consumption on a later date.
Harry sat down beside her with unusual force, his face red with what was obviously suppressed anger. Ron paused in his frantic eating to glare at Malfoy andsay "'f I cud wifout getin snt too Zkaban, I'd o' killed hm yers go."
Hermione looked on in disgust as he then noisily gulped down his Pumpkin juice, some yellow yolk from his egg dribbling down his neck, before turning to Harry. "What did he do this time?"
"Well the usual, insulted us, our parents, our friends and basically anyone we've ever had the chance to come in contact with, both physically and verbally," He said with biting sarcasm,"but this time he did it in front of Snape, so when we tried to defend ourselves we got detention for the rest of the week for bad manners, language, and yelling at a teacher. Oh and we got 20 points deducted, apiece."
"What!" She Yelled incredulously. "You yelled at Professor Snape. No wonder you got a detention. You deserve it. I mean I can understand the desire to yell at him. I myself wish sometimes he would pull out that Whomping Willow he's got stuck up his ass. But I would never say something like that in front of him."
Ron interrupted her here by snorting into his drink, and bursting out laughing hysterically. Hermione and Harry exchanged worried looks for their friend. Ron then gasped out "Did you... did you, Hermione just say that Snape had a Whomping Willow stuck up his arse." Breaking out again into laughter "I can't believe you just insulted a teacher, even if it was only Snape."
Harry cracked as smile. "It was rather funny Mione"
Hermione brushed the compliment aside. "What you think I can't be funny? Just because I rarely joke around doesn't mean I don't have a sense of humor."
She stopped when she noticed Harry and Ron were no longer listening. Their gaze had turned to the front of the room to the teachers table. Dumbledore had stood and was calling for silence. Blushing momentarily at her lack of attention, she devoted all of it to the Head Master.
"Now as we all know the winter holidays are quickly approaching. Due to The Dark Lords increased attacks on our homes and families, it has been decided that all students remain within the confines of Hogwarts for the holidays. Now before we panic" he said holding up his hand against the wave of protestations, "Listen to what else I have to tell you. I have spoken about this with every parent; it is the best and safest course of action. Parents, of course, who can not wait to see their children till the end of the school year, will be allowed to visit. Accommodations will be provided.
On a lighter note. If you will turn you attention to the left you will notice a cloud of mistletoe. They are a creation of my own, and have not yet been activated. They will patrol the hall until Valentine's Day. They should prove the exact thing this school needs to promote interhouse companionship, and be quite an amusement to most, and perfect to lighten the gloom that has recently descended upon Hogwarts.
Now finish your breakfast and head to your classes. The mistletoe will be activated after your first class. I will leave you to figure how they work for yourself." Then turning back to his seat he resumed eating.
Hermione digested the information for a moment before glancing at her watch. With a gasp she dashed from her seat crying, "Harry Ron were going to be late for Transfiguration, hurry get up." And grabing her bag ran out of the Great Hall.
Ron and Harry looked around at the tables, not one person had risen yet. Professor McGonagall herself was still primly eating her breakfast. Ron turned to Harry with a sigh. "She's going to kill herself soon if she keeps this up."
Harry nodded in assent and they set out after their best friend.
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