Remember Me?

[/edit 08/06/2011]

Alejandro – Lady Gaga

As the new first years got sorted I felt a pair of eyes bore into the back of my head. I fought a smirk knowing exactly who was looking at me and internally rolled my eyes at my friend. The feast was great as usual and I made conversation with the guys. McGonagall stood up towards the end and made the usual announcements. Then she said something that shocked us all.

"This year we have added two new classes for the seventh years that need extra classes and decided to give them to all the seventh years. Meet our new professors. Professor Whitlock and Professor Mavis. Professor Whitlock will be teaching French and Professor Mavis will teach our new cooking class."

I zoned out staring at Professor Whitlock. I knew him somehow. He seemed so familiar. I frowned deep and thought and didn't hear McGonagall call my name for Head Girl along with Draco Malfoy for Head Boy. Everyone was staring at me waiting for me to go up there when Ginny nudged me hissing, go on. I stood up and went over to where Malfoy stood.

"Could our Heads say something please?" Everyone groaned probably expecting a long speech from me.

Blaise Zabini grinned, shot up, and said, "We're gonna make everyone remember us as the students who kicked ASS!" Everyone, even McGonagall, laughed then looked back at the Heads. I gave a small smile and said, "This year is the year when we ignore what the teachers say and do things our way. Right Professor?" The students hooted. Malfoy stood there with a bored look on his face.

When the students exited the Hall, we were held back to be told our duties for the year. I was still trying to figure out who Professor Whitlock was when he looked at me and smirked. I blinked. So I did know him. I was deep in thought, looking him over when I suddenly realized where I knew him.

My parent had taken me on a trip to America and he'd been there. I caught him using magic. We' talked and after that made out a little. Then I realized, I'd made out with my Professor!

"HOLY SHIT!" My eyes widened as I realized I just said that out loud. The few remaining students and Professors looked at me wide-eyed.

I groaned blushing and issued an apology. Professor Whitlock smirked at me. I resisted glaring furiously at him. When the meeting was over, the Professor came up to me with a smirk that I wanted to smack off so bad. I rolled my eyes.

"You are such an asshole," I hissed. "You knew who I was the whole time. You cannot teach here."

"I'm only here for a year."

"And it had to be the year that I'm here? "

"Of course." He smiled and wrapped his arm around me. "You know we're alone now, right?"

I squirmed. "Get off you idiot!" I glared at him trying to escape. He instead leaned in and tried to kiss me. I couldn't believe him! I dodged the kiss easily and glared furiously.

"Get the hell off of me," I growled.

"Hermione. Don't be like that."

I rolled my eyes. "That was supposed to stay in America. All I did was kiss you. I didn't mean to. I'm seriously not like that. Now please let me go."

His smile faded as he realized that I was dead serious. He pouted. "That's too bad. You were one HELLUVA kisser." He grinned again. "A souvenir to go?"

I shook my head and he let me go. HELL! I'm going to be so nervous in his class!


I was patrolling the halls for stray students though there usually weren't any on the first night. Malfoy was somewhere patrolling near the dungeons, if he was even patrolling at all. I heard a sudden noise and turned. It was Blaise Zabini. I rolled my eyes.

"You scared me Blaise." He smiled and came over, hugging me.

"I came to see my best friend."

I rolled my eyes again. "Hi." I blushed against my will. He laughed.

"Will you ever not blush Hermione?"

"I'm sorry. I can't help it…Anyway, how was your summer?"

"Long and Boring. Mother was hoping to see you."

"Tell her to stop trying to put us back together and I might come over more often."

He scoffed. "Tell her yourself. Being tortured by my mother is not the way I dream of dying."

I smiled. "True. How are your sisters?"

"They're…them. They brought 5 million clothes for you so expect them soon."

"The clothes or your sisters?"

"Both."

I laughed shaking my head. "I'm a little scared."

"You should be."

I pushed him gently. "Go to bed." He rolled his eyes of course. I turned and headed towards the Gryffindor commons. Blaise teasingly wrapped his arms around me.

"What? No good night or even a hug?"

I turned in his arms and returned his hug.

On my way back I though of Blaise and I. In fourth year he'd saved me from Filch pulling me into an empty classroom. Thankfully, his dratted cat wasn't there to rat us out to him. Blaise had pinned me against the wall and having just run, our chests heaved against each other. From then on, he claimed to be infatuated with me. He was always tailing me when no one was around, talking to me, making jokes, and teasing me. Pretty soon we were friends without even realizing it. We hung out and pretty soon summer came.

When his parents found out about me they immediately sent me an owl asking me and my parents to come over. When we did we were bombarded with greeting and happy faces. It actually scared me. We had dinner and his parents were very nice. This was weird because I'd always thought they were Death Eaters. Blaise and I managed to escape and we stayed in his room until it was time for me to leave. They made me promise to come back the next day. I agreed with my parents permission and came back. At first I was hesitant but after a few times I relaxed and trusted them. Blaise and I always hung out in his room. I was comfortable around him that I could sit in lap with his arms around me, which we sometimes did as we watched movies. I introduced him to muggle movies. Buying a television set for him to put in his room. I got countless DVDs for him to watch. He loved them.

A couple weeks before school opened, he asked me to be his girl friend and I agreed effortlessly. I hid it from everyone and we went out. I visited his parents with him during Christmas break and Valentines we both got each other something. But we weren't so lovey-dovey anymore. It was like we were best friends again. So in the middle of March, I broke up with him. He was furious and didn't talk to me for a month. His sisters who were also my close friends talked to him and got him to talk to me. We talked it out and agreed it was for the best.

Sorry I was such a bloody idiot. I was just surprised. Forgive me? I smiled remembering his gentle words of remorse. I'd forgiven him of course. We were still best friends and nothing could change that.

I shook out of my reverie realizing that I was now in the private room McGonagall had given me and Malfoy in our respective common rooms. I smiled. The room was large and painted blue, black, and purple. The whole room had the same theme. The walls were blue with purple and black swirls. The plush carpet was a midnight blue that could easily be mistaken for black. The Queen Size bed had the same design as the walls. The white door on one side brightly contrasted the room. I opened it and there was a beautiful HUGE gold and white bathroom. All my things were already set-up. Walking over to the dresser on the right side of the room, I ran my hand my hand over the smooth dark wood. Then I opened the white door next to it and saw my clothes hung up and my shoes neatly arranged on the floor.

I went back to the bathroom and took a warm bath then changed into my pajamas. Climbing into my warm bed I fell into a dreamless and peaceful sleep.

Surprise! Surprise!