Oi! It's been so long since I've posted! It's a bit short, but hopefully you guys like it :)

NOTICE: As much as I wish I was, I am not the amazing J.K. Rowling, nor am I as creative as she is.
Please note that any recognizable characters, places, spells, etc. is all created by J.K. Rowling and not me.

Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike. ~J.K. Rowling,

Nervous Wreck.
Chapter Two.

"Ronald, must you eat like such a pig?" Hermione scolded as she watched Ron shovel down a whole leg of turkey down his throat. It was quite gross, especially for those sitting around him. But Hermione's words fell on deaf ears as Ron continued to eat his dinner, in the Great Hall, with the rest of Hogwarts student's.

"There's no point in trying 'Mione," Harry said as he too looked at Ron with disguised disgust, but tried to ignore himself as much as possible. Hermione let her stiff shoulders sag as she slumped over the table. She used to love Ron at one point, but as time went on and things became more hectic with the growing power of Voldemort, Hermione simply felt that her love for Ron wasn't really that important. Instead she wanted to focus on her studies more than ever, that way she can prepare herself for the war that's sure to come.

"Are still sure you want bring Riddle here," Harry commented as he leaned in closely to whisper in her ear.

Hermione shot Harry a look as if daring him to back out of the plan but Harry simply shrugged.

"I'm not backing out if that's what you're thinking 'Mione," Harry stated as he caught his best friends glare, "I just want to make sure, that you're sure about this." He continued as he pursed his lips in friendly concern.

"I'm one hundred percent sure," Hermione reassured as looked back down at her food.

"Oi! What are you two chattin' about over there," Ron said suddenly as he finally took notice of the whispering conversation he was left out of.

"Nothing, Ronald," Hermione said quickly, which even the ever so dense Weasly, could notice that something was in fact wrong. But not wanting to poke the lion any further then needed, Ron returned his focus back onto appetizing plate.

"I think we should go now, before the hallways get crowded," Hermione stated after a moment of clattering plates and utensils, as she watched a few amount of people leaving the Great Hall. Harry nodded his head in agreement and looked around the table before focusing his attention on Ron.

"See later guys, I have to go work on the Potion's essay assigned us. I'll be in the library," Harry stated as he started getting up out of his seat.

"You still haven't finished that!" Hermione cried as her blazed with anger as she gazed up at the standing Harry. Harry almost wanted to laugh, but placed a sheepish grin on his face, that had guilt written all over it.

Standing up Hermione grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and proceeded to drag out of the chattering Great Hall. Only few stopped on stared, but mostly everyone (especially the Gryffindor's) continued on as nothing happened, knowing this was normal behavior for the Trio.

Ron simply shrugged and decided strike up conversation with Dean, as he waited for dessert to be served.

"Oi, Hermione, that really does hurt," Harry said, wincing as rubbed his now sore neck.

"Sorry," Hermione said as the continued to walk down the corridor. "I was a bit rough, wasn't I?" Hermione said as she cast a charm to numb his pain.

"A bit?" Harry muttered under his breath as he placed his hands at his sides.

"So how do you feel?" Hermione questioned, breaking the awkward silence that seemed to get more and more awkward by the seconds.

"What do you mean 'Mione?" Harry asked as his eyebrows crinkled together in confusion.

"About bringing Riddle back," Hermione stated as she studied Harry carefully.

"I'm not going to lie Hermione. I think your absolutely nutters! But lately the craziest things are starting to seem rational, so I trust Hermione." Harry admitted as he looked at her seriously before pushing his round glasses as the began to slip down his nose.

Nodding Hermione gave Harry a soft smile before grabbing her dragon heartstrings cored wand out over her robe pockets and gesturing Harry to do the same. With a simple tap over there heads, Hermione cast a simple delusion charm over there heads. It may not work against some of the professors, but it would help keep them hidden from students at least.

"Room of Requirement," was all Hermione had to say before they took of to the seventh floor in a hurried past.

-to be continued-