"HERMIONE?"

Set in 1st year the first chapter;

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Chapter 1;

George Weasley his identical twin Fred were just walking to the common room, at around 7 at night, after a detention, when they heard shouting.

"Bet you a galleon that it's Granger and Ron!" grinned Fred

"Deal, yeah, they seem to be arguing more often..."

"Young love!" cackled Fred as they stepped through the portrait hole. They both stopped laughing when they saw the cause of the shouting. Standing around 3 feet apart stood Ron and Hermione, screaming at each other, wands raised, with the whole of the Gryffindor house surrounding them. They made their way to the front, next to Harry who looked very worried.

"What's happened?" Fred whispered to Harry

"No, idea, I just came through and found them yelling at each other, Hermione looks like she's going to snap in a minute though!"

Hermione was very red in the face, her deep brown eyes blazing, mad curls flying everywhere as she screamed at Ron.

"WELL, GOOD FOR YOU RONALD, YOU'VE FINALLY GOT YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ARSE AND RELIASED THAT I'M A BLOODY GIRL!"

"OH SHUT UP HERMIONE, NO ONE LIKES YOU ANYWAY!"

"NO ONE LIKES ME! WELL, RACK YOUR BRAINS RONALD, AND LETS SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE YOU'VE OFFENDED WITHIN THE PAST DAY! THAT WON'T TAKE LONG WILL IT – CONSIDERING YOU HAVE LIKE, 2 BRAIN CELLS!"

"AT LEAST I'M NOT A KNOW IT ALL!"

Fred grinned at George "Well, this is certainly funny..."

"AT LEAST I KNOW SOMETHING! AT LEAST, I ACTUALLY HAVE A LIFE! AT LEAST I CAN ADMIT WHEN I'M WRONG! I'M NOT A STUCK UP ARSE WHO THINKS OF NOTHING BUT WHAT THE NEXT MEAL IS!" screeched Hermione, silver sparks flying out of her wand.

"AT LEAST I'M NOT FAT!" yelled Ron and the whole common room went quiet.

"Guys, now, seriously, just chill..." stepped in Harry but Hermione put her arm out, shushing him.

"No, let's hear what Ronald has to say!" she growled, her voice dangerously low. The whole common room was quiet now, no one dared move, and George was suddenly very worried. He knew that, over the past 2 months, people had been talking about Hermione, he included, but she wasn't fat. She wasn't even ugly either. He, personally, though she was actually rather nice, for a first year.

"WELL, MISS I'M A STUCK UP COW!" yelled Ron, stepping forward with each word. "NO ONE ACTUALLY LIKES YOU, YOU'RE FAT, YOU'RE UGLY AND YOU'RE A BOOKWORM! ALL YOU DO IS MOAN AT PEOPLE! I MEAN, REALLY, WHO HAS ACTUALLY GONE OUT WITH YOU? HAVE YOU EVER BEEN 'LAX' ABOUT ANYTHING! NO! BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT 'WILD' IS! YOU'RE HAIR IS A MESS, YOU'RE FAT, AND I'M SURPRISED ANYONE CAN LOOK AT YOU WITHOUT THROWING UP! EVEN HARRY, SAID THAT YOUR HAIR WAS WILD AND YOU WERENT EXACTLY STUNNING, GINNY SAID THAT YOU NEED TO WEAR NICER CLOTHES, AND WELL, FRED AND GEORGE, LETS NOT GO INTO WHAT THEY SAID! READ MY LIPS, HERMIONE GRANGER. .!" Ron roared, by now he was centimetres away from Hermione, who had gone very pale, and was shaking slightly. There was a long pause in the common room. No one moved, barely breathed. Everyone was waiting for the explosion, the spell that would send Ron flying into the wall. But it never came. Hermione just stepped away from Ron and began walking towards the common room portrait. Harry stepped in front of her

"Herm... I..."

"Save your breath, potter!" she snapped and he flinched at her words "You don't want to talk to me remember, as I'm 'not exactly pretty!'"

The glare she sent Fred and George, should have vaporised them on the spot. All of a sudden, she turned

"Well... as I now know what you all think, I might as well leave, I might blind you all with my ugliness." Hermione, snapped, tears falling from her face now and sprinting out of the room. George felt a dull ache of guiltiness in his heart and a sour taste in his mouth. Okay, so, him and Fred both has been talking about the frizzy haired bookworm behind her back but why, oh, why did he feel so bad when he saw her?

"Come in!" called Dumbledore, and in stepped a tear stained Hermione Granger.

"Miss Granger! What is wrong?" he asked, standing up suddenly, "Sit!" he called and summoned a chair underneath the girl.

"Professor, I...I... wish to leave..." the girl sobbed

"Miss Granger! Why on earth..."

"Because... I... can't... stay... here!"

"Miss Granger, it can't be that bad..."

Dumbledore listened for over an hour as Hermione told him all she had heard in the corridors, been yelled at, found out from gossip and he sighed.

"Miss Granger.. If, you feel that passionate that in your word "no one likes me!", then yes, you may leave, but to Bauxbeautons in France. Madame Maxime, would love to have you.."

"Thank you so much!" the girl practically screamed and hugged the professor around the waist!

"Have you seen Hermione?" asked Harry to George as they sat at breakfast the next morning/

"Nope, have you..."

"No, she didn't come back last night, I hope she's alright!"

"Well, I don't know, she seemed distraught yesterday.."

"Hey, Lavender?" Harry asked the girl with long flowing blonde hair "Seen Hermione?"

"No, sorry, she didn't come into the dorm this morning though and she wasn't in the library, she's disappeared!"

Harry turned back to the twins, looking worried

"She'll be fine!" laughed Fred piling food onto Harry's plate "Anyway, its only Granger!"

Just then, Dumbledore, stepped forward and called for silence. McGonagall, who stood next to him, seemed very upset about something.

"Now, I have a very sad announcement to be made. You, over at the Gryffindor table, may have noticed that you have a member missing, a very valuable member; Miss Granger. Well, for reasons, known only to Gryffindor, Myself and Her, she left last night..."

Wow! So Hermione's left! Will she ever been seen again? Well, she might if you review ;) xx