Ch. 3

AN: Heyo! How are you guys I hope it is well. Here is chapter three of Bookworms and I'm not to sure how I did this chapter. I feel like I could have done better but I really wanted you guys to get another chapter so here we are. Anyway I hope you guys enjoy it!

-Daniel-

So far the week had been good. Actually it had been fantastic, if not for Malfoy messing up Care of Magical Creatures, then I would have had a perfect week.

Right now I was in Arithmancy swapping stories with Hermione about the muggle world.

"So then Roman hides what's left of her ring under the carpet just in time," I told her making her laugh.

"Did she ever find it?" Hermione asked me as she finished another problem, one behind me thank you very much.

"Unfortunately yes, my god I'll never forget the whipping Mrs. Brown gave us. But the worst part is that when she went to go see if she could get it repaired, they told her it was a fake," I said wrapping up an actual story that I changed a bit to fit my orphans background.

"Her husband got her a fake wedding ring?" Hermione asked a bit too loudly.

"Yeah. Damn thing wasn't worth anything, and I get the hell beat out of me for it," I said with a small smile.

"How old were you when this happened?"

"Mr. Lovage, Ms. Granger if you could keep it down," Professor Vector said from the front of the class.

"Sorry Professor," I apologized before turning back to face Hermione. "Anyway what about you anything interesting?"

"No, not really," Hermione told me a bit sheepishly. "The most interesting things to ever happen to me only happened when I found out I was a witch."

"We'll then come on, tell me," I encouraged her.

"Surely you've heard the rumors by now," she asked me.

"Never have put much stock in rumors," I told her. "Now come on tell a story of a wild adventure you went on."

And so she did. She told me about her first year and how she ,Harry and Ron had stopped Quirrle from stealing the Sorcerer's Stone.

"So three eleven year olds managed to bypass all of those traps?" I asked in fake disbelief.

"Shocking isn't it?"

"I'm just surprised that they hid that thing in a school full of children."

Class ended shortly after that and we both went to potions that day instead of transfiguration.

"So what can you tell me about Professor Snape," I asked Hermione.

"He tends to favor his own house and will take points away for nothing, but despite all that he is very gifted with Potions," Hermione told me.

We kept walking and eventually caught sight of Harry and Ron. When they saw Hermione the looked confused and walked right up to us.

"Where'd you go?" Ron asked.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked innocently.

"On minute your next to us the next your gone!" Ron told her.

"Well Ronald if you two would have noticed I dropped my bag and my books fell out. Daniel was walking by and he helped me pick them up?" Hermione told them, making it seem like they were the ones at fault.

It was obvious that Ron and Harry didn't buy it, but they didn't question it and kept walking.

I looked at Hermione and shot her a 'Were going to talk later' look.

When we got to potions I separated from the trio and walked over to Neville who was already there setting up.

"Hey Nev. How it's going," I asked him as I began setting up next to him.

"Alright, I, just... I've never really been good at potions," he told me.

"Ah how bad can it be Nev," I asked as Snape entered the classroom.


Wow ok potions can be pretty bad with Snape at the head of the classroom. However Neville's Potion turned out a decent color since I was whispering him instructions that Rowena was telling me, turns out she was excellent in potions.

Mine came out pretty well, I had to get some steps wrong so that no one got suspicious of my vast knowledge.

Neville and I left Potions and made our way to Defense.

As we climbed the steps to the entrance hall I saw Hermione struggling with her bag yet again. I rushed up and grabbed her bag before it could rip another seam.

"Hand over the ones that you've already been too," I told her.

Hermione looked at me reluctantly but reached into her bag and pulled out several books and handed them to me.

"Thank you," I said as I slipped the books into my bag.

"Thanks," she said as she slung her bag over her shoulder.

"Don't mention it," I said with a small smile.


When we got to Lupins, who told us that we were going to have a practical lesson which excited everyone, even me knowing that we were going up against our worst fears.

"Now then," Lupin said as we all stood in front of the wardrobe that contained the Boggart. "There is a Boggart in there. Boggarts like Dark and enclosed spaces..." Lupin went on to explain where Boggarts lurked and why we were here.

"What is a Boggart?" He asked the class. My and Hermione's hands shot up at the same time. "Ms. Granger."

Hermione shot me a quick smirk of victory, not in a mean way, and then answered.

"It's a shape shifter sir. It can take the shape of whatever it thinks will frighten us the most."

"Couldn't have put it better myself," Lupin said and then told us that he was going to let it out. "But we have a distinct advantage over the Boggart. Have you spotted it?" He asked the class in General again. I raised my hand, as did Hermione, but Lupin picked Harry.

"Am I invisible," I whispered to Neville, who was shaking in fear at the thought of facing his biggest fear. "Hey Nev, don't worry, just remember, I have your back."

Neville looked over to me and nodded his head, gaining some confidence, or enough to get him to stop shaking.

"Now Neville come here," Lupin asked. Neville walked up and they talked briefly.

When Neville was ready Lupin opened the wardrobe that the Boggart was in and out came... me?

The class's attention shifted from the me in front of Neville to the real me.

"Why is Neville scared of you?" Hermione asked me quietly, to which I shook my head in confusion.

Then Boggart me begins to speak.

"My god, look at you," I say in a very nasty voice. "Weak, fat, and pathetic, do you really think that I actually like you? Please! You. Are. Nothing. To. Me."

Ok Boggart me is a dick, and if Neville doesn't use Riddikulus right about now, I'm going to kill myself... never thought I'd say that in this context.

"R-Riddikulus," Neville shouted.

Boggart me immediately was dressed in his grandmas clothes, which was hilarious! Everyone broke out into laughter while the Boggart became confused.

Neville backed away from the Boggart and into the class.

"Hey Neville," I said as I walked up to him. "That will never happen. Alright, once I make a friend, I make a friend for life. Like it or not you're stuck with me."

Neville looked at me and cracked a small smile. "Thanks," he said quietly.

Lupin began calling people up to face the Boggart one at a time and, this had to be one of my favorite Hogwarts lessons to date.

I turned into a mummy, a mummy turned into a banshee, which is actually pretty scary, which turned into ten different things.

Before Ron got called up Lupin called me to the front. 'Of course now I'm not invisible!'

I stood in front of the Boggart and as its morphing time seemed to slow.

What am I afraid of? Will it be Voldemort? Bellatrix? And army of Dementors? What am I scared of?

Time speeds back up, as I see... Dumbledore, and the rest of the Professors.

Like with Boggart me I'm confused, until they begin speaking.

"You have been expelled from Hogwarts Mr. Lovage," Dumbledore said harshly.

"And unfortunately we cannot afford take the risk of you spreading word of the Wizarding World," McGonagall said.

"Therefore, you shall be obliviated. All knowledge of the Wizarding World shall be stripped, and you will return to the Muggle World," Snape finished.

Ah, so that is my biggest fear. I guess that makes sense. Being forced back into the Muggle world. Forgetting that this world ever existed. Yeah... that's pretty scary.

"Riddikulus," I shouted.

Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape began river dancing.

I backed up as Lupin called Ron up, and didn't even react as my fear became a six foot tall spider.

"You okay," Neville asked me as Hermione walked over.

"Of course," I said with a smile, "there's worse fears than that."

When class ended with the Boggart being defeated Lupin assigned us a summary on Chapter one.

Mostly everyone was excited about Lupins lesson except for Harry since he didn't get to face his Boggart.


I was coming back to the common room, after a session of review for the past years that I missed with McGonagall, and found that it was mostly empty other than Hermione who was, of course, sitting at a table reading a large book on muggle studies. I walked over and sat next her.

"So, imagine my surprise when I'm walking with one of my best friends, and suddenly we come up on two of her best friends, and they ask her where she went after divination. Now, I'm no expert in magic, but it seems to me that my friend, is somehow managing to be in several different places at once." I turned and looked at her. "The only question is, how?"

Hermione didn't look up at me for a bit. She was probably just hoping that if she didn't say anything then I would just go away. But I wasn't going anywhere. I would get her to confess.

She finally looked up and met my eyes. "I'll tell you but... not here. Not right now, I can't risk anyone finding out," she said as she looked around the common room.

"Tomorrow night then," I said as I leaned to whisper," Meet me on the sevenths floor by the painting with the Trolls leaning ballet, an hour before curfew."

She seemed confused but nodded, before going back to reading.

"I'll see you later then," I said as I got up. "Goodnight Hermione."


The next day I was talking with Neville about Hogsmead in front of Transfiguration when I heard Lavender Brown crying rather loudly. Parvati had her arm around her and was explaining something to Dean and Seamus, who were looking very serious.

"What's the matter Lavender?" Hermione asked very anxiously.

"She got a letter from home this morning," Parvati whispered. "It's her rabbit, Binky. He's been killed by a fox."

"I should have known!" Lavender shouted dramatically. "You know what today is? The sixteenth of October! 'The thing that your dreading, it will happen the Sixteenth of October! Remember? She was right, she was right!"

The class has now gathered around Lavender now, trying to calm her down and showing her sympathy. Hermione however had other plans.

"Was Binky an old rabbit?" She asked cautiously.

"N-no!" Lavender sobbed. "H-he was only a baby!"

"But then, why would you dread him dying?" Hermione asked, earning a glare from Parvati.
She was about to continue but I put my hand on her shoulder and shook my head.

"I wouldn't try," I whispered. "People tend to hear what they want."

"I just don't understand, Binky didn't even die today. Lavender just got the news," she whispered a bit loudly, allowing Lavender and Ron to hear.

"Don't mind Hermione, Lavender," Ron said loudly, "she doesn't think other people's pets matter much."

Hermione shot a glare at Ron, but before they could begin arguing McGonagall opened the classroom door.

I walked in with Neville and we made our way to our table. I just set my bag on the table, when Hermione's bag slammed into the spot next to mine. I looked up and saw that she was still glaring at Ron before she reached into her bag and pulled out her Transfiguration book. I looked over to Neville who shrugged.

"Guess I'll find another table," he said as he went to a table in the back.

"What's with the glaring at Ron?" I asked. "I mean I know that what he said is the cause of it, but sitting next to me on the other side of the room, that suggests something more going on."

"He keeps getting mad at Crookshanks for going after Scabbers," she said as she got her quill and parchment out of her bag.

"Well I'm not very good at settling arguments, in fact I'm actually really good at starting them, but whenever I'm in one, I just think about it from the other persons point of view," I told her. "Let's say that I had a dog, and he kept attacking Crookshanks, you'd be mad right?"

Hermione didn't mover for a few seconds but eventually nodded her head.

"Exactly, so just talk to him and find a solution," I said.

"You're wrong," Hermione said, making me turn to look at her. "About settling arguments. You just helped me settle mine."

"One out of many doesn't make me good," I said. "Now let's learn some Transfiguration."


As the lesson came to an end McGonagall reminded us that Hogsmeade was coming up and that everyone needed to hand in their forms.

"Are you going?" Hermione asked me.

"To Hogsmeade?" She nodded. "No I am not. None of the caretakers would sign my permission slip, so I'm stuck here for Hogsmeade."

"You could ask McGonagall to sign it for you," Hermione suggested.

"I don't think that would work, she seems like a real stickler for the rules," I said.

"Good point."


I had a bit before I had to go to McGonagall for my catch up lessons so Neville was showing me around the castle. He had showed me routes to certain classes that I somehow hadn't even soon.

But as we rounded a corner I felt sown one bump into me. I was stumbled back a bit and heard the girl that had bumped into me yell in surprise as she fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said as I walked over and offered her my hand. "Are you ok?"

"Yes I'm alright," she said as she took my hand. "Though I think the Nargles might have been behind this."

Wait... Nargles? I looked at the girl and saw that she had blonde hair, a butterbeer cork necklace, and was wearing a bunch of weird and clashing colors. I think I just met Luna Lovegood.

"Well, anyway, Nargles or not, in sorry for running into you," I apologized.

"What's a Nargle," Neville whispered to me.

"You're the pureblood, I'm new here," I told him.

"They're sprites that have a tendency to steal your things," Luna spoke up.

"Ah well there we go. I'm Daniel by the way, Daniel Lovage," I introduced myself and held my hand out for her to shake.

She took my hand, with a surprisingly strong grip.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Lovage, I'm Luna Lovegood."

"Well it a pleasure to meet you Luna. And may I introduce my good friend Neville Longbottom."

"Hi," Neville muttered shyly.

"Oh you shouldn't talk that low Neville, it could attract Tongue Tiggers!" Luna exclaimed.

"W-what?" Neville asked, giving Luna the opportunity to launch into a very long lecture about Tongue Tiggers and his to be prepared in case they find you.

And so began the beautiful friendship, of a trio that had yet to be named. Maybe Purple?


-Hermione-

"So Hermione will you be able to help me with my Potions essay tonight?" asked Ron, hopeful that I would be able to help him.

"Sorry Ron, but I've got to meet Daniel tonight," I told him.

"For what?" Ron demanded.

"Well if you must know Ronald, he and I are working on an Arithmancy project together," I was actually very surprised at how easily the lie came out. In fact I had become rather use to lying since this year began, comes with using a time turner.

"A project already for that class?" Ron asked loudly. "And you actually like that class?"

"It's very interesting," I said rather defensively.

"Whatever," Ron said as he and Harry entered the common room.

I spotted Daniel and Neville sitting off in a corner of the common room playing Wizard Chess and by the looks of it Neville was winning.

"Bishop to F3," Daniel ordered. The bishop moved and took one of Neville's Knights.

"Thanks for that," Neville said. "Rook to H8, and I believe that's checkmate."

"How are you so good?" Daniel demanded. "Back home I use to wipe the floor with everyone."

"Gran made me learn how to play."

"The one with the vulture hat?" Daniel asked remembering what Neville made him look like in DADA.

"Yeah, she told me how my dad used to know how to play and that he was amazing, so she made me learn."

"Well it looks like it paid off Nev," Daniel said as he looked up and spotted me near the table. "But unfortunately I have a prior engagement so the rematch will have to be later."

"Alright, see ya'," Neville said as he started packing up the board.

"Hello Hermione," Daniel said as he walked up to me.

"Hello so are you ready?" I asked him.

"Yes I am," he said with a cheerful smile. "Let's go."

We walked to the portrait that he told me about and we stood in front of a large wall.

"Here it is," he said.

"What?" I asked him.

"Right here."

"Where?" I demanded.

"Close your eyes and believe," he said.

Hoping that he wasn't in on a prank with the twins I closed my eyes.

I heard Daniel walk off and I think he was pacing? Why on Earth would he do that?

"Alright open 'em."

I slowly opened my eyes and saw- Oh my Goodness!

"Where'd that come from?!" I asked loudly as there was now a large door in front of us on the wall that was just a moment ago bare.

"I don't know, I was out last night and I started walking in circles and then bam! A door that has a map of the school." He said, very excited about finding the door. "Figured whatever it is you wanted to tell me could be said in this room."

He walked up to the door and opened it motioning for me to follow.

"I later read up on if there were any places like this in Hogwarts and I found only one place," I could tell that he was pausing there for dramatic effect. "Hermione welcome to the Room of Requirement."


Well there it is. Like I said I hope that you guys enjoyed it but remember this one was kinds rushed and I am sorry. Anyway let me know what you guys think and I'll see all of you later! ~Pacco1