More Marley/Hermione interaction in this chapter. Funny because it's longer, yet all takes place in like, 5 minutes. I don't really like it, and might rewrite it. It's satisfying, but, I just don't know how I feel about it. Anywho, on with the story. Review, enjoy, and well, that's it.
I don't own anything besides Marley
Hermione was tried as she trudged back to her dorm.
Not only was she physically tired, but mentally.
It was all too much for her.
Nothing was going right for her, and it had only been one day at Hogwarts, and yet she was suffocating underneath all the pressure.
She was excited, of course, she loved school and the challenges that came along with it.
She missed her friends, she missed magic.
Then why was she so tired?
School was becoming overwhelming, including her favorite subjects.
She lied down on her bed as her thoughts swarmed around Marley, the root of all her problems.
"Marley Porter," Hermione mumbled.
"Yes?" an unwanted to voice came into ear shot.
"Oh, um, Marley. I thought you were down at dinner," she quickly composed herself.
"Wasn't hungry," Marley answered.
"So you're friends with May and Maddie," Hermione concluded staring at their beds, the three all connected by friendship.
"Yeah, they're really nice," she said.
"Oh," Hermione was caught off guard, surprising both Marley and herself.
"Oh?" Marley repeated, confused.
"It's just we don't have the best past, the three of us. We never really got along."
This was a touchy subject for Hermione, and Marley knew it.
"Really? I heard they're friends with just about everyone. What'd they ever do to you?" Marley was pushing.
"Oh, nothing, it's just we're too different," Hermione was fiddling with her fingers, a noticeable nervous habit she had picked up in her first year.
"Different?" she said.
"We're just complete opposites," she rephrased.
"Oh like, they're smart and funny, and you're not? They're outgoing, and you're not? They're likable and you're not? They're pretty, you're not?"
"Stop!" Hermione yelled.
"Stop what?" Marley was now in Hermione's face, pushing her down.
She was the alpha.
"I thought you weren't here to make friends," Hermione requoted Marley.
"Oh sweetie, so young and naive-" Marley pushed a strand of hair behind Hermione's ear.
"I'm older than you," Hermione cut off.
"Whatever. I didn't plan on making friends, okay? It just happened. It's not like they're going to stay forever."
Nothing stays forever.