A/N: this is some random oneshot that came to me while I was stuck on a maths question. This is also my first fan fic and it is dedicated to I Am The Dark Lord Happy Pants. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: -insert witty comment of choice here stating that I don't own Harry Potter-
Hermionies P.O.V
I look at the blackboard, where the answers to our maths questions are and back to my book again. I don't believe it! I look at the blackboard and then at my book, this time in disbelief. I look at the blackboard and at my book three more timesbefore I finally believe that the impossible has occurred! I have got a question wrong! And it was the question that I lectured Harry and Ron about for 15 minutes when they needed help!
"PSST! Hermoine! Hermionie!" breaks through my train of thoughts "Hermionie, are you alright? Cause you've been staring into space for a few minute?" asks Ron quietly, not wanting to be over herd. "yes I'm fine Ron! So just leave me alone for the rest of the lesson" I snap quietly back, afraid that he will learn about my mistake. "OK! Sheesh I was just asking" Ron replied sounding both annoyed and hurt. I sort out my thoughts and start getting to work on my problem, and in the corner of my mind I hear Ron ask Harry "hey Harry! Can you help me with question 4?" and Harry replies "Sorry mate! But I'm stuck on that question to". Ron sighs and starts playing knotts and crosses (A/N: I love that game! Play it lots during maths .) I huff quietly at their childishness and return to my train of thoughts.
I think about my options for solving my delema. The only options I came up with are:
Option 1: ask Hary or Ron to help me
Option 2: ask proffoser Atlier to help me
Or Option 3: solve this myself.
Not very good options. But the only one I'm willing to do is option 3, so here it goes.
"15 minutes to the end of class students!" calls out proffesor Atlier, and I begin to freak out! I haven't even done one equation! I work furiously for the next 5 minutes before I give up and taste defeat. So with the bitter taste of defeat I chose option 2, raise my hand, take a deep breath and……..
A/N: alright people reading this fic, you all had better think your selve luck! Cause I was going to end it here and see how many reviews I get! But luck for you all I'm in a good mood… so . !
…. ask "err… Proffesor Atlier sir, um, could you please help me with question 3 sir?" OMG! I can practicaly feel every one staring at me in shock! Harry and Ron stre at me with twin looks of shock and surprise! Proffersor Atlier says" hmm yes Miss Granger I shall help you". He looks at the board and asks "you said question 3 right?" I nod my head. It was all I could do not to sink into my chair. "well the answer is wrong." He stated simply "it is ment to be 9870". I don't believe my ears. 9870 was my original answer.all I do is pack up my stuff and leave the classroom and go down to lunch where I hope that no-one learns of my blunder. It is all I can hope for right now…
A/N: ta da!! So please people tell me what you think!!! Please!!!
