The following are the rules for Hogwarts prep. First offenses of any kind will result in a warning, second offenses a detention, and third offenses suspension. After the third offense, the student will immediately be expelled. Please read this list carefully.

1. No one below the age of 13 should be in the lake unless there is a teacher present.

2. All students in the 6th to 9th grade are to be in their rooms by 10PM every evening. 10th and 11th graders are to be in their beds by 11 PM. Seniors will be in their beds by midnight. All of these are excuseable when accompanied by a teacher.

3. No one is to enter a teachers office without permission.

4. No one should be outside the school past midnight.

5. Detentions will be served with the teacher who gave the detention in their office.

6. No public displays of affection.

7. Homework that is late shall not be accepted.

8. Students will be allowed to visit the Valley Mall once a month, unless they have been punished.

9. All students will take the end of the year exams.

10. On holidays or special occasions, the times at which students should be in bed will be extended two hours.

Hermione read over it twice. Half of the things on there she had already known from the principal, but she still wanted to read it thoroughly. It was 7:00. Her first class started in a half an hour and she was just waiting for Ginny to finish getting ready. Her first night in the school had been a bit uncomfortable. She kept tossing and turning all night, and even though she tried to convince herself she could get through this, she knew she would never be able to.

At the beginning of Calculus, Mrs. Edwards gave a pretest that included most of the information they would learn that year. Hermione, who had already taken all the of the classes she had been signed up for, had recieved 100, realizing later on that she should've atleast made a couple wrong so not to draw attention to herself. AP Physics was ok, the teacher, Mrs. Zimmermann, was a nice but very old lady who fell asleep while the class was doing the introductory assignment, only to be shaken awake by a student, in which she'd shout random things about her cats and panty hose. Hermione found the music class to be a bit of a joke. The teacher knew how to play many instruments, but he refused to allow anyone else to play them. When class had begun, Mr. King called attendance and then pulled out a huge stack of papers. The students, expecting them to be worksheets, were horrified when they learned these were the notes they were expected to copy down for themselves, and to find that he refused to simply give out copies. He started by telling them they were to get through the nearly 300 papers sitting on his desk by the end of the first semester, and that he would simply read off a topic that was on the paper and explain it to the class while they drooled on their desks. He also said there would be tests every week on the material.

Finally, the music class ended, Hermione's music notebook already filled with 3 pages of notes. AP psychology was taught by Mrs. Donahue. She was the woman Hermione had seen sitting next to the principal at breakfast the other day. She was very strict and assigned Hermione and Ginny's class 2 writing assignments and an essay due that Friday. The class ended and Ginny headed off to gym, telling Hermione they could go swimming after she got back. Hermione started to sort through all of the papers she had already recieved that day, including lists of classroom rules, notes on what she would be learning, and the amazing amount of homework. Mrs. Edwards had also assigned them a small calculus assignment, due tomorrow, and Mrs. Zimmermann had assigned the class a reading assignment.

Ginny came back from gym very sweaty and changed into her bathing suit immediately. Her bathing suit was a two piece green, and Hermione noticed that Ginny, very much like Hermione, was very skinny and beautiful. They grabbed their towels and headed to the lake. When they got there, they found that many students were there, and that there was no teacher there, mainly because all of the younger kids had classes now. "We only have about a half an hour," said Ginny. The sun was beating down, but there was a slight breeze in the air. Ginny dived right in, but Hermione walked in slowly. "Come on," said Ginny. The lake was very large and curved so that Hermione could not see the other end of it beyond the trees. Ginny swam all the way into the middle, which Hermione knew must've been atleast twenty feet deep. Hermione put her head under, the water was cold, but felt good upon her skin, like an icy relief. She was just swimming out to where Ginny was when she heard a loud giggle.

Harry Potter and his admirers were coming out for a swim. The girls, whom varied in age, all watched as Harry took off his shirt and went straight into the lake, following him, fighting for who could be closest to him. Ginny's face became very red. "Let's go," said Ginny, beginning to swim back towards shore. "But we just got out here," said Hermione, knowing they couldn't have been out there for more than 5 minutes. "I don't want to be around him. Besides I can't get any peace with those girls around him," she said, her face still red. Hermione reluctantly followed, sensing Ginny's anger was not drawn toward Harry or the girls, but to the growing feelings Hermione could sense Ginny had for Harry. As Ginny and Hermione got their towels, Hermione looked back and saw that Harry was staring up at them, as though disappointed they had just gotten out. "They walked back up to the school. Hermione blow dried her hair in her room quickly. She straightened it quickly and changed back into the clothes she had been wearing before. She put makeup on and put her earrings back in. Before leaving for English, she checked her reflection once more, just to make sure she looked perfect.

Five minutes until English, Hermione and Ginny parted. Ginny, however, did not need to lead Hermione to Ron's room, mainly because Hermione had remembered it from so clearly before. She opened the door and stepped inside. She was the first one there. Ron was standing in front of a file cabinet. The drawer was open and he was putting away some files. He looked up at Hermione. "Pick anywhere you want," he said. Hermione picked the second desk back in the middle row. Ron was just now pulling small books off a shelf, setting them on each of the desks. He set Great Expectations down on Hermione's desk. "I remember this book, it was so--" Hermione began. Ron was now setting the books down on the desks in the row next to her, raised his eyebrows. Hermione forgot no one had read this book in high school since she had been there. "I mean, my mom told me it was really good," she said, saving herself. "Your mom has fine taste," said Ron, continuing to put the books on the desks. "Yes," said Hermione, looking down at her desk. The students then started coming in, some of them groaning at the sight of the book they would have to read. Only half of the desks were filled when Ron finally began talking.

"Okay, so this AP English 12. I never took the time to type up rules, so here they are: 1. Turn in your assignments on time. I understand some of you may forget or mess up on something. So tell me about it, and I'll consider giving you an extension, 2. Do the work, even if I don't collect it for a grade, it'll still help you on tests, and 3. Listen when someone else is talking. Listen to them. And listen to me when I talk. I don't have classes during 1st, 3rd or 5th period, so if you need help with an assignment, I'll be here," he said. Half of the class nodded, and the some muttered "yes" or "ok". "Now," said Ron, clapping his hands together and leaning up on his desk, "Great Expectations. One of the best books I've ever read. We'll we studying it until the end of October. In November we'll begin poetry, which will lead right into Romeo and Juliet in December, which will continue into January after Christmas. Now, any questions?" asked Ron. A girl whom Hermione remembered had been one of Harry's admirers early at the lake raised her hand. Ron pointed to her. ""Yes, Miss..." he said. "Trenum," finished the girl. "I was just wondering, what happens when we're bad?" she asked. Hermione, and probably half the clas, had the urge to laugh, but held it in as she batted her eyelashes at Ron. "What do you mean bad?" asked Ron, oblivious to the flirting going on. "You know, if we forget to turn in an assignment or do our work or fail a test. Will we get punished?" she asked. "Miss. Trenum, when you don't do your assignments you will get a detention with me," said Ron."All I wanted to know," said the girl, turning in her chair to giggle with one of her blonde friends next to her. Ron still looked confused, but continued.

"Anyways, I want you to read chapters 1 through 3 in Great Expectations tonight. We'll discuss it tomorrow," said Ron. The rest of the class period was spent beginning to read the assignment, or, in Hermione's case to read it for nearly the 10th time. She finished 10 minutes before the class ended. Ron was watching her, but Hermione was already working on her calculus assignment that was due tomorrow. The bell rang and Hermione began to gather up her things. "Hermione, can I have a word?" asked Ron. Hermione nodded. She walked up to Ron's desk. "Why didn't you do the assignment?" he asked. "Oh, I did," said Hermione. "You read that fast?" he asked, staring at her with hard eyes. "Yes, I've been known to read fast," said Hermione, smiling at him innocently. "Would you mind telling me what happens in the first three chapters then," said Ron. After Hermione had explained everything in detail to him, he just stared at her shocked. "Wow, you really did read it," he said. "Yes," said Hermione. "Okay, well, thank you," said Ron, turning to sit in his chair. "Hermione," he said. She turned around. "Keep up the good work," he said, smiling. He even winked at her. Hermione jerked her head back around, so Ron could not see the redness on her face.

When she got back to the hallway where she lived, a girl was on the floor, leaning against the wall. Her hair looked wet with sweat, and a putrid smell was coming her. A couple of her friends were around her. Hermione had never seen this girl before, but Ginny was also around her, patting her on the back. "I mean, what is going on with him anyways? I know he is sleeping with that whore, Ashley Trenum. She's done every hot guy in this school. And Jeff can't even manage to stay with me. Ashley's such a whore, she's probably doing Harry Potter right now," said the drunk girl. At this, Ginny jerked up so quicly she looked like a jack in a box coming out of its box it was scary. She went all the way down to the end of the hall and into her and Hermione's room, slamming the door behind her. Everyone watched her for a minute before turning back to their friend. "Alyssa, it's ok," said one of the girls. "No, it's not, we've got to do something to get back at Ashley, she's such a whore. She even flirted with Mr. Weasley today!" said Alyssa. Hermione heard no more as she went down the hall and into her and Ginny's room. Ginny was face down on the bed, her head hidden by the pillow it was on. "Ginny?" asked Hermione, shutting the door behind her. Ginny lifted her head. Her eyes were red and puffy. "Are you okay?" asked Hermione. "Yes," said Ginny, pushing her head back down on the pillow. "Ginny, tell me whats wrong," said Hermione.

She sat up on her bed and faced Hermione, who moved her hairdryer to sit on her own bed. "I just sometimes feel like he's all anyone can talk about," said Ginny. "Who Harry?" asked Hermione. "Yes, I mean, he's not even that good looking. His hair is stupid and those glasses look revolting, and all the girls love him," said Ginny. "Why do they?" asked Hermione. "It's just because of his looks. And Ashley really is a whore. She tried to flirt with my brother?" asked Ginny, her eyes starting to clear. "Yes, she asked what would happen if she got punished in his class," said Hermione, trying to laugh. "She was probably hoping for a spanking," said Ginny. Hermione tried to smile but instead pulled her books out of her bag. She had already finished the calculus work, but decided to work on the other homework she had been assigned. At about 9 o' clock, Hermione fell asleep, only to be awoken four hours later by Ginny, who was shaking her roughly. "What?" asked Hermione, rubbing her eyes with her hands. "Look," said Ginny. She held up a bottle of some sort, and Hermione realized that is was vodka. "What are you doing with that?" asked Hermione. "We're going to go down to the lake and swim," said Ginny. "It's 1 in the morning, go back to bed," said Hermione, turning away from Ginny. "No way, do you know how much begging I had to do to get this?" said Ginny, who began shaking Hermione again. "Come on, please. It'll just be me and you and a couple of friends," said Ginny. "Fine, but not for long," said Hermione. She quickly changed into her swimsuit, putting a large t-shirt over it, and then her and Ginny left the room, Hermione grabbing her purse.

She had just realized that through all of the things she had been doing the last couple of days, she had forgotten to write ideas for her story. She had put her small notebook and a pen in her purse, and decided if she had free time she would jot down a couple of ideas. "How are we going to get out?" asked Hermione. Ginny, who was now opening the door to step onto the stairway, closed it again. Then she whispered to Hermione. "We just have to be quiet. A couple of other people are bringing cigarettes and beer, so I'm hoping no one will get too drunk," said Ginny, getting ready to open the door again. "But, you smoke?" asked Hermione. She had always seen smoking as a disgusting habit, and was surprised in thinking Ginny smoked. "Only on occasion," said Ginny. "And drinking?" asked Hermione, whom had occasionally had a drink, but had never drank a lot at once. "Sometimes," said Ginny. She then opened the door, and motioned for Hermione to follow her out the door. The staircase was empty as far as Hermione could see. Ginny had shoved the vodka bottle in her overlarge purse, and they had to jump around a corner to avoid a very strict looking teacher who was patrolling the castle. When the teacher disappeared, they finally got down to the entrance and went outside, being as quiet as they could. Nearly 15 people, all seniors, were already at the lake, but on the other side so they would be covered by the trees. Hermione recognized Alyssa, the drunk girl, Ashley, who was batting her eyelashes to a couple of guys, and Joshua and Elliot, the twins, who saw Hermione and Ginny and smiled. Hermione set her purse down, but Ginny grabbed the bottle out of hers and held it up so everyone could see. A few people cheered softly, and they all took drinks. Empty cans of beer were already filling the ground, and cigarette smoke was coming from at least 10 different cigarettes.

Ginny saw Harry, who, surprisingly, was not surrounded by girls, or drinking or smoking, and grunted. Harry saw her looking and smiled, thinking she was simply looking at him, but Ginny turned away, getting a cup and pouring vodka in it. Hermione took a small drink. She had not had vodka for nearly 3 years, and it actually tasted pretty good going down her throat. Ashley was now leading one very attractive guy farther into the woods. Hermione watched them go until they completely disappeared, obscured by the trees. Ginny was now taking off her clothes, ready to get into the water. Hermione did the same, but, unlike a few of the people out in the water, she was actually wearing something.

Hermione wondered, for a moment, what Ashley and the attractive guy were doing in the woods. Hermione had only had a couple of other boyfriends, and none were really serious, but she had slept with one. His name was Liam and he turned out to be a player, so she had dumped him. Hermione closed her eyes as she swam in the shallow end of the water, since the people who were skinny dipping were out farther. Images of her leading Ron off into the woods creeped inside her head, but a bright light suddenly swept over everyone, and Hermione opened her eyes to see one flashlight zooming around, stopping on certain students. "Don't try to run," said a familiar voice, "I've already seen all your faces, and you'll be in more trouble if you do. Behavior like this is reason for expulsion." Hermione couldn't believe it, she couldn'y get expelled. Brian would kill her, and she would probably be fired, too. Hermione and Ginny came out of the water. Some people who had been sitting on the beach were now throwing the clothes to the people in the water so they could dress before coming out. When and Hermione got to the beach, Hermione couldn't believe that it was Ron who was holding the flashlight.

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Well, I hope you like it. Next chapter will be up tomorrow or the next day. I've already finished writing the next couple. Reviews are nice!!