Slipping Through the Cracks
Chapter 2: The Whomping Willow
Ron had lost control of the flying car as it sped toward the Hogwarts grounds. After crashing into a tree and snapping his wand things sort of didn't really want to go as planned. They kept being attacked by a stupid tree for one. The second thing that happened that was a nightmare, nearly getting expelled. Then not knowing the password to the tower.
Just then Hermione came by. Head in the air as always, but she seemed a bit upset by something.
"Hermione, care to give us the password?" Ron asked
"Pigsnout. But I have heard the strangest rumors about you two flying a car to school."
"Um…what you have to realize about that Hermione is-" Harry was cut off by the Fat Lady opening the portrait for them to enter.
"What has you in such a foul mood Hermione?" Ron asked
"Life does Ronald, and you aren't helping the matters much. Now I am going to bed." Hermione started crying.
"Like hell you are going after her." Harry rolled his eyes and ran after Hermione. She was sitting on one of the stairs crying.
"What are you doing here Harry?"Hermione asked a little hesitantly.
"Trying to figure out what is wrong with one of my best friends." Harry smiled
"I was worried that something had happened to you guys and I dunno why but I fancy Ron. I wondered what would have happened. But then, I am only twelve and life shouldn't have made me like this and oh Harry, what should I do?" Hermione grabbed Harry's chest and started sobbing uncontrollably.
"This is what you do Hermione, find a guy who will call you beautiful instead of hot. Who comes after you when you walk away. Who will lie under the stars with you, just to listen to your heartbeat. Some guy that will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Just wait for the guy who kisses your head and wants to show you off to everyone as his top prize. And a whole bunch of other cheesy stuff." Hermione smiled a bit
"So, I should wait for someone like you Harry?" Hermione asked
"Nah, I am too complicated for anyone Hermione. But look for someone who knows how to treat you right. I couldn't stand to see you miserable." Harry helped her up.
"Thanks Harry, you won't tell anyone about this will you?"
"I'd never dream of it." Harry said as Hermione traveled up the rest of the stairs to the girls dormitory.
"So, what the bloody hell is wrong with her?" Ron asked as soon as Harry slid into bed.
"She was worried her History of Magic paper was too short. When it was 10 inches over. Typical Hermione for you." Harry rolled his eyes for the dramatic effect it needed
"Right, wake me up if she is in a real crisis. Like if that damn three headed dog appears again."