"Mm yum!" Hermione began to eat next to Ginny, Harry, and Ron as the morning post flew in. A school own landed in front of her holding a large white envelope, petting the bird and holding out a bit of bacon she began to open the envelope eagerly until she looked up and saw Ron and Harry looking at her curiously, and Ginny who was trying desperately hard to suppress a smile.
"Oh, mum got an owl! This is great! Now we can converse! Well I think I'll read this in my dorm! I'll see you later!" Leaving in a hurry she ran all the way to her room where she collapsed on her bed, the letter clutched tightly in her grasp.
Dear Miss Granger,
This is the owl that will be used for you and your new acquaintance to write to one another, I contacted him and he was excited that you had remembered him. Please enjoy this new system; I hope you create a strong bond.
Sincerely,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
"I really have contact with him now! Wow!" Hermione exclaimed as she pulled out her best quill.
Dear, uhm well silver mask,
I'm so happy that this was set up, you havent left my mind since that fateful night that you left me out on the balcony, why did you do that? I'm not free spirited. Trust me. I wish that you could see the wonderful man I saw that night.
Yours Truly,
A white mask.
Replacing the top on her bottle of ink Hermione rolled her letter and handed it to the bird, already anxious for a reply.
"Mm what?" Blaise's head shot up from his desk where he had fallen asleep, reading the night before. An owl sat at his desk, glaring at him until he removed the letter tied to it. Not flying off like normal owl it flew to his bed where there was a glass of water on his night stand and began to drink from it.
"Bloody bird…" He muttered unrolling the scroll, his eyes skimming the parchment until he whipped a quill out and began scribbling furiously to her.
Dear angel (that's what I will call you from now on),
You havent an inkling of how overjoyed I was to hear from you! I had to leave you because Angel, whether you see it or not you deserve better than me, you deserve the perfect man. And I am certainly no wonderful man, I hate the person I am, and my looks can not make up for the hearts I have broken, or the spirits I have trodden on. From the few hours I knew you, you must be popular, perhaps a Ravenclaw? Or maybe a Gryff? Certainly not a Hufflepuff. Your shining personality would sparkle among them. You probably wouldn't be too shocked to find out my house, but I can't tell you my year, you don't have to reveal yours to me.
Sincerely,
Silver Star
"There you are!" Hermione exclaimed tearing the parchment away from the owl as it touched her window sill. "Oh he really is amazing…" She sighed.
Silver Star,
You do amaze me you know. You're wise and insightful and I wish so much that I knew you. But somehow, someway I feel like I know you. You must be a Slytherin, the way you describe yourself but in my opinion you don't belong there. You definitely do not know me, I'm not popular, pretty, or well liked to be frank. I'm a Ravenclaw. My house, it doesn't shock you much I suppose. My year. Well yes I wont tell you that. Your choice of name intrigues me, by the way.
Yours Truly,
Angel
Hermione rolled the parchment and handed it to the owl with a sigh. She couldn't believe that she was lying to him. But it was for the best. She was the only really unpopular Gryffindor and he would figure her out in a cinch. Lying softly on her silk sheets Hermione felt a slumber overwhelming her.
"Owl, leave the letter on my desk, I'll answer it tomorrow and come to the owlery and have you send it then." Blaise murmured as he covered his head with his blanket.
The owl seemed to roll her eyes as the parchment rolled onto the desk and into Blaise's open book. "Thanks!" He called sleepily raising his arm.
"Bloody hell! What happened to my alarm?" Blaise jumped out of bed as he scrambled around looking for his text books and book bag. Shoving all the book on his desk into the bag, Zabini was out the door in a flash.
"H-Hi sorry Proff, my clock was…" Blaise trailed off as his jaw dropped and saw Hermione Granger standing in front of the board, her hand gesturing to a complicated diagram.
"Her-Gr-Huh?" Hermione concealed a laugh as she pointed to his seat mutely. "Uh huh…" Making his way towards his seat and dropping his books at his feet. Hermione continued. "Now as I was saying since Professor McGonagall feels to ill to teach she owled me and requested I cover the class for her."
Losing focus; Blaise pulled out a spare bit of parchment he began writing to Angel.
Dear Angel,
My god this class is making me tired; I figured my time is definitely getting a better use writing to you anyway. A Ravenclaw? Well you're right I'm not too shocked, you seemed much too good to be a Gryff anyway. Yes I am a Slytherin, and I do belong here, my family has always belonged here as well. I long to meet you, you know, I even dreamt of you last night
"Mr. Zabini! Did you not here my instructions? Hand your homework down the row please!" Blaise jumped as he whipped the note away and pulled out his essay, passing it to his right to Draco.
"Mate, if you're going to pass me a god dam note would you hurry up?" Draco whispered leaning closer to his best friend. "What note are you blabbering on about?" Blaise returned. "The one you just wrote!" Zabini furrowed his brow, "That wasn't for you pumpkin head! That was to the girl from the ball. We wrote for the first time last night." Draco resisted rolling his eyes as Granger collected their papers.
Where is that letter anyway? Blaise wondered irritably. "So what's your perfect match like mate?" Draco asked genuinely smiling; almost. "Oh man, she's amazing, just how I imagined her."
"Well, now you don't need to hang out with Granger to find her!" Draco smirked as he hit Hermione in the back of the head with a paper airplane. Stifling a laugh he put on a good face as she whipped around.
"Find your owner" she whispered barely audibly to piece of flying paper. But suddenly it was flying back, straight at Draco's nose! Finding its target the air plane continued ramming into him until he had enough sense to rip it out of the air and stuff it in his bag.
"Now Draco, isnt that more comfortable?" Hermione asked him with a smirk. "Yes Professor" Draco ground the last three syllables out as angrily as he could manage. "I'm glad." She replied sweetly, turning back to the board.
"Always rely on Granger to take the fun out of bugging teachers." Draco murmured, earning a laugh from Blaise. "Mr. Malfoy?" Hermione turned around, a fake smile plastered on her face. "Yeah?" He asked pulling out the Daily Prophet spreading it nonchalantly in front of him and began to read.
"Please come up here and explain this diagram while I grade these papers." Hermione smirked a Malfoy smirk as she sat at McGonagall's desk, while Draco sat with his mouth agape.
"We're waiting." She said, a grin covering her features. "Yeah okay." Draco stepped in front of the board, picking up the pointer nervously. Hermione put some kind of muggle plugs in her ears, a cord running to a small circle. Humming to the tune Hermione looked up at Draco expectantly.
"Right, so this…" Blaise saved him. Using the telepathy spell they had invented he chipped in: "Is the wand movements of your wand and to transfigure something it's important to remember that if you are transfiguring a living being then the motions will be more of a wave, and non living is more of a flick. Oh and I have a huge crush on McGonagall." Draco recited word for word Blaise sent him; including the ending statement.
"Blaise!" Draco roared, dropping the pointer as he ran to catch Zabini. Hermione didn't look up but was shocked to see a letter from Silver Star. What a terrible day to have a mix of fifth-seventh years of Gryffindors and Slytherins.
She looked around eagerly, looking for someone who might be looking for their misplaced letter, but everyone was too busy watching Malfoy try to catch Zabini.
Freezing the both of them, she levitated them to their seats and finally unfroze them, causing them to land in a heap in their chairs. "Dismissed, your home work is on the board, Zabini, Malfoy, please stay after." Everyone bent to scribble down their homework as the students poured out the door.
"What?" Draco asked with venom, stepping up to the desk, Zabini following in tow. "Whatcha gonna do? Give us detention?" Hermione smiled. "Yes Mr. Malfoy, thank you for catching on quickly." Draco was outraged. "What!?!? You can't!" Hermione smiled mischievously again. Brandishing a note below his nose, Draco tore the parchment from her hand.
Dear Ms Granger,
Today I feel much too under the weather to teach and since you have already taken the practice N.E.W.T's I assumed you would be able to teach this without any difficulty. You have every right than any other teacher, (Taking away points, detentions, and staff lounge privileges). Put in your response if there is any trouble with this.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall, deputy Headmistress
"See?!" Hermione chided him. Draco resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he nodded stonily. "Good, now tonight you will report back here immediately after supper, you will be alphabetizing Professor McGonagall's bookshelves, with no magic; she's needed to for quite a while." With curt nods the boys were out in a flash.
"She's lost it! There are probably over two hundred books!" Draco complained as he stormed off to Charms and Zabini headed back to his common room for free period.
"Gin? Can you help me with the detention tonight?" Hermione picked at her food. "Mm? Oh sure, I was just going to hang out with Seamus tonight…" Ginny replied. "Oh well if you have plans…" Ginny smiled. "No I want to miss Seamus." The two laughed as they headed to their next classes.
"Ugh, do you think she'll notice if we both fake our death in the next minute?" Draco moaned as Blaise twirled a bit of Spaghetti onto his fork and slurping it into his mouth.
"Come on, let's just get this over with." Blaise announced standing from the Slytherin Table.
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