Harry Potter POV
Hermione looked as if she was about to faint when Professor Binns asked her to talk about her parents. As she walked to the front, her brown, bushy hair brushed against her shoulders. She started stuttering about dentistry, and i could tell she was embarrassed by the way she fiddled with the scarlet bracelet that Ron had bought her last year. I heard a low whisper from the back, and turned and saw Malfoy point at Hermione and laugh. I wanted to rip his pushy little head off. Hermione's stuttering grew worse.
"Any questions?" She finally squeaked. I wanted to be supportive, so i quickly thought of a question, and spit it out.
"What do they do on weekends?" Draco started to chuckle. She started going on about the most nerdy things. For once, i thought, "Hermione... why can't you say something interesting!"
Finally, she went back to her seat, and the bell rang. She walked up to me, and we bolted into the hallway to go meet up with Ron before Muggle Studies.
"Can you believe those people laughing at me?" Hermione vented. "How RUDE!" I just shook my head.
"Let's just keep walking." I said, fighting back a smile. Hermione stopped, understanding why i didn't want to answer. She sighed, and kept walking, but looked more downcast.
Note: ALL CHARACTERS ARE PROPERTY OF J.K. ROWLING, NOT ME.