Chapter Ten
Hermione was sitting cross-legged on her desk grading papers. She was swinging them back and forth and humming to herself. It was a song she had had stuck in her head for days now. "If I lay here, If I just lay here, would you lay with me and just forget the world." She whispered while sketching a small B- on the paper in her hands.
Suddenly a pair of hands covered her eyes. "Guess who."
She smiled "Harry, of course" He laughed and uncovered her eyes.
"Nope, it's me." George said jumping out in front of her. She laughed and looked back down at her papers. "How's hoggy warts?"
"Great." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
She looked down at her papers again and started humming. He watched her as she smiled reading some of the papers. She flipped her quill around so the feather was facing the paper and swiped it back and forth. The C she had accidently wrote was gone.
"Hermione," he whispered pulled some of her back and out of her face.
"Hmm," she replied only barely looking at him.
"I'm only here for a little while, don't you think your papers can wait."
She giggled as his hand brushed her neck. "Yeah."
"Good." He bent down and kissed her. She set her papers aside and wrapped her hands around his neck.
"Oh my!" A high voice rang from behind them. They pulled apart to find Professor McGonagall in her doorway.
"Professor, I-umm, I was just..." She looked down embaressed.
"Explain yourself." She ordered outting her hands on her hips.
George cleared his throat. "Well Minerva-"
"It's Professor McGonagall to you, Mr. Weasley." McGonagall spat.
"Professor, I simply missed Hermione and came to see her. And it just so happens that she is wearing a very small skirt." Hermione looked down at her own legs and saw that it was, indeed very short.
"I'm very disapointed in both of you. Hermione, get those papers graded." She turned on her heel and walked out of the room. Hermione exhaled and picked the papers back up again.
"Wait, I have to show you something before you leave." Hermione took George's hand and ran out of the room. He just dangled along and waited for them to get there. "This is the portrait hall. It has a painting of everyone who 'gave their lives' during the battle of hogwarts."
George looked at all the faces. Collin Creevy, Lavender Brown. All people he knew. He came across one painting that shocked him a bit. It was one of him, except the painting had both ears.
"Is that?" George pointed at the winking painting.
She nodded with a few tears in her eyes. George looked at the smiling painting. Fred looked so happy in the picture. He had missed his smile.
After Hermione and George got back to the classroom they said their goodbyes and George apparted out. Hermione sighed and got back up ion her desk.
She got done grading a few hours later and she could hear footsteps behind her. She jumped off her desk and slowly turned to see a boy and girl smiling back at her. "Hello Hermione." The girl said moving a bit closer.
Hermione backed up all the way into the wall. She opened her mouth to scream but the boy covered her mouth and dragged her out of the corner.
The girl picked up a book off the desk and hit Hermione with it, knocking her out. Hermione layed unconcious in the stranger's arms. They touched hands and appartated to a small house somewhere on the outskirts of London.
Neville walked in just as the three apparted out. He immeaditly told McGonagall and she ordered him to tell the Weasley's.