A/N: I own nothing w/ Harry Potter just like in all the stories I write. Please don't sue me!!!
"I wonder if I could switch from Potions to Charms for my N.E.W.T.S. for next year," Harry said solemnly.
"You probably could, but it would be a great challenge. You'd have so much work to make up," Hermione stated. She was also majoring in Potions.
"Sure thing, Miss I'm-changing-my-subject-five-times-before-the-end-of-first-term," Ron said. "I'm sure Harry'll do the work. He's been doing his studies."
"I didn't change my major five times, as a matter of fact. I've only changed it four times. I just didn't know what I wanted to do. I started with Divination, my worst point, and I'm now in Potions, one of my stronger points."
"There's not much difference between your weak and strong points," Ron said.
"That's true, but still. It isn't wise to change this late. Yes, there's still a year and a half, but you'd fall behind even further trying to catch up."
"I don't even know why I chose Potions anyway. Everyone in the whole school knows that he hates me. That's a perfect reason to change."
"I'm not even going to try anymore." Hermione closed her books, stood up, and walked towards the portrait hole.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked.
"To get help on the paper for potions," she screamed and then stormed out the portrait hole.
"Don't worry about her mate. You know how she always gets into her tempers," Ron said.
"Hey Ron," Neville squeaked from the boy's stairwell.
"Yeah?" Ron answered.
"Can you come check my Herbology paper? I think I have everything in it, but I feel like I'm missing something."
"Sure thing, Neville. I'll be right up." Neville went back up to the dorm room. "Good luuck with your paper."
"Thanks. I need it," Harry replied. Ron went up the stairs while Harry finished his report.
"I wonder if I could switch from Potions to Charms for my N.E.W.T.S. for next year," Harry said solemnly.
"You probably could, but it would be a great challenge. You'd have so much work to make up," Hermione stated. She was also majoring in Potions.
"Sure thing, Miss I'm-changing-my-subject-five-times-before-the-end-of-first-term," Ron said. "I'm sure Harry'll do the work. He's been doing his studies."
"I didn't change my major five times, as a matter of fact. I've only changed it four times. I just didn't know what I wanted to do. I started with Divination, my worst point, and I'm now in Potions, one of my stronger points."
"There's not much difference between your weak and strong points," Ron said.
"That's true, but still. It isn't wise to change this late. Yes, there's still a year and a half, but you'd fall behind even further trying to catch up."
"I don't even know why I chose Potions anyway. Everyone in the whole school knows that he hates me. That's a perfect reason to change."
"I'm not even going to try anymore." Hermione closed her books, stood up, and walked towards the portrait hole.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked.
"To get help on the paper for potions," she screamed and then stormed out the portrait hole.
"Don't worry about her mate. You know how she always gets into her tempers," Ron said.
"Hey Ron," Neville squeaked from the boy's stairwell.
"Yeah?" Ron answered.
"Can you come check my Herbology paper? I think I have everything in it, but I feel like I'm missing something."
"Sure thing, Neville. I'll be right up." Neville went back up to the dorm room. "Good luuck with your paper."
"Thanks. I need it," Harry replied. Ron went up the stairs while Harry finished his report.
