A.N. I know the first chapter seems a bit off, but I swear I'll get better at it with time! It's my first ever fanfic after all haha! Love you guys! Xoxo, Ellie
The sun shined all the way through Hermione's windows right onto her sleeping face, waking her from a long, long sleep.
"Oh my God! No, this can't be happening!" she screamed, while jumping out of bed. She quickly run to her bedside table, and froze.
01:15 pm
It was official. Hermione Granger had overslept for the first time in her whole life.
"I can't believe it! I'm late! Oh... Oh no... I.. No, this can't be true.."
She walked to her mirror and looked at herself, a frightened and shocked look on her face.
"OH MY GOD! I'VE MISSED THE EXAMS! No, no way! ..How?! I put on my alarm last night, didn't I?" And then she suddenly remembered. Being all grumpy with Malfoy and tired from the countless hours of studying, she had forgotten to set her alarm last night, and she was now face to face with one of her worst fears, missing exams.
She run to the bathroom, trying desperately to fix her extremely frizzy hair, brushed her teeth, got dressed and run down to the Great Hall as fast as she could. The Potion's exam had started in 10:00 am, as scheduled, and the students were now finished, eating relieved from their stress and chatting happily.
Harry and Ron noticed Hermione searching for them with her eyes, and quickly waved at her, knowing how sad and mad she would be for missing one of this year's biggest N.E. exam.
Hermione waved them back and started walking towards the Gryffindor table, when suddenly she changed her mind, and turned around.
Running once more, she managed to get to the classroom where the exams had previously taken place, pleased that professor Snape was still there, checking over some papers on his desk. She approached him, but was stopped, when she heard him say; "Well, well miss Granger. I'm very surprised you didn't show up for the exam, but I sadly have to inform you that, as you probably already know, it is impossible for you to take the exam some other time. I'm sorry but I'm afraid you didn't pass Potions, at least this year."
Hermione knew that trying to talk to him wouldn't change his mind, so she chose to get back to the Heads room, lock herself up in her room, and cry.
Back at the Slytherin table, Draco was in some deep thoughts. He was surprised Hermione hadn't showed up to the exam himself and wondered whether she just overslept or was that embarrassed by the other night that she chose not to leave her room. He thought it over, over and over again, trying to wrap his mind at how stupidly she, out of all the seven years at Hogwarts, had managed to miss the exam and fail.
Hermione cried. She cried, not only because she had failed, but because she knew that this exam meant everything for her future career. She was supposed to write and succeed, in order to get a decent job at the future, have a good life and live her life happily. She cried because this stupid fail had caused her not to be able to get the job she always dreamed of; one of the aurors position at the Ministry of Magic, alongside with Harry and Ron. She remembered how many hours of continuous studying and memorizing had been for nothing, nothing at all. She really felt like she had nothing else to have hope about. She didn't care about love, only for her career and family and now that she was finally able to have her family back, her dream job was nowhere near.
Draco walked in the Heads common room, and immediately felt the need to search for her. He had to mock her for her stupidity. He felt the need to make her feel even worse than he was sure she was already feeling. But he found her nowhere. He then stood outside her room's door, trying to hear her make any sound, hear anything that would justify that she was, indeed, a wreck.
He heard nothing. Feeling a bit mad, he carefully and slowly opened her door, only to find a sobbing Hermione inside, fallen to the floor, clearly crying her heart out. He walked towards her, ready to say something mean to her, when he suddenly stopped, and the worst part was that he didn't even know why. He looked at how terribly weak and valnurable she seemed, while she was staring at him, prepared to hear his hurtful words. Just then, something clicked in his mind, and he actually felt sorry for her. He truly felt sorry for the disgusting, awful mudblood, that was tearing up once again before him. He felt valnurable, too, at how easily she was able to change his mind, change his motives. Hermione continued staring at him, when he surprisingly sat down next to her bedside her bed. Neither of them talked, and she had finally stopped crying. After a few silent minutes of peace, he calmly said; "Why are you so stupid?"
"What?"
"Why are you so stupid crying over a fricking exam?"
"What? Do you know how important this exam was? Do you know how much it meant for my FUTURE?" she yelled.
"You know, you can have a wonderful future without working in the Ministry of Magic, as well. Life's not over. Get over it."
"Why do you care?"she said, looking him in the eyes. She noticed he appeared troubled.
"I don't."
"Then why are you here? Why are you telling me this? Why aren't you mocking me about how stupid I am for oversleeping? Comforting me, much?"
"I don't bloody care! I just wanted you to know that you really shouldn't be crying over something so fucking stupid!"
There was a moment of silence, when she said; "Thank you."
He left as quickly as he came, leaving Hermione in her room, all alone, again.
