I appologize to my few faithful readers that the actual plot of the story is taking a while to get to. It will soon but I just love reading and writing about teen romance. I think it's funny. Sorry if there's any typos in this chapter. I have to write it in Notepad instead of Word due to some weird tech errors. Sigh Reviews would be nice. Please! Okay, here we go.
Chapter 10
Hermione woke up one morning in a bright mood. It had been a few weeks since that first night she and Vinola had stayed up talking about her new school and now they did it quite often. They were quickly becoming best friends, the four of them that is (Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Vinola). What used to be known as the Golden Trio was changing abruptly and no one had any problems with it.
"Good morning, Hermione. say, would any of you happen to have a hair brush I could borrow?"
Hermione rubbed her eyes and tossed Vinola her hair brush. "What happened to your's? D'you lose it?"
"Oh well, um, actually, I was trying to practice the transfiguration spell we just learned, you know, the one that makes things change shape and color?"
"Yeah. But why were YOU practicing? You know you've got it down."
"Well NOW I do! I was practicing it on my hair brush and it, sort of, grew legs and jumped out the window."
The girls dorm erupted with laughter. Thankfully, Vinola was quite able to laugh along.
"Don't worry, Vinola." said Parvarti Patil. "If anything else of your's commits suicide we've always got extras."
They laughed some more. Hermione always had enjoyed her dorm mates.
They finished getting reading and walked into the common room where Hermione's boyfriend, Ron and Vinola's guy-that-she-likes-and-he-likes-her-back-but-they-aren't-exclusive-yet were waiting for them.
The foursome walked to the Great Hall for some well-needed food. after eating they began the walk to their classes. It was here that the girls and the boys split up to go to their classes. Hermione and Vinola had Transfiguration and Ron and Harry had Potions.
Hermione and Vinola talked about typical girl-things (Boys, mostly Ron and Harry) as they climbed the stairs to the Transfig. classroom.
"Fabulous, look who's coming." They looked ahead and saw Draco and his goons (Crabbe and Goyle) approaching, they were in Harry and Ron's Potions class. Vinola had never actually had to meet Draco but she had heard her friends talking about him, always bad stuff.
"Well, if it isn't my least favorite lady Gryffindor. And her friend! " Draco went into a bow and took Vinola's hand. "Draco Malfoy, charmed."
Vinola pulled her hand away and looked at Hermione.
"Come on Vinola, let's go."
"What? Afraid of being late, mud-blood?" Hermione's face went red and Vinola's mouth dropped open. She might not have known that much about wizarding schools, but she knew that mud-blood wasn't a word you just dropped off in the corridors. "Oh, I'm sorry, Vinola. Have I offended you with my language?" he smirked. "well, you should get used to hearing things like that if you're going to hang around with people like HER."
Hermione's face was a deep red, partially of anger and partially of embarrassment.
"You know what, Draco?" Vinola said proudly. Hermione looked up at her. "Get a life." Draco got a nasty look on his pointy face and Vinola slapped him hard across the face before he even had time for his usual flinch.
Hermione laughed as Draco stood there outraged and she and Vinola ran off laughing down the corridor, they stopped outside their classroom.
"That," stated Vinola, "is how they do it in America."
Hermione laughed, she'd never been to America. "What, girls just go around slapping guys on the face?"
"When they say things like that they do. I saw loads of girls on television doing it whenever a guy called them an offensive muggle name. Muggles have the weirdest slang."
"Facsinating. Wha-"
"Ladies." Professor McGonagall stuck her head out the doorway. "Planning on joining class any time soon? I suggest that time be right now."
"Yes, Professor."
Class drudged on at an annoyingly slow pace while Hermione and Vinola did their best to pay attention. They would be having O.W.L.S. this year. At some point durring class Hermione decided to ask Vinola a serious question.
"Vinola, have you ever wondered what it'd be like to have a school that was all muggle-born students? No crud like Malfoy here to ruin your day."
"Well, I haven't been going here that long but see what you're getting at."
Hermione was shocked, in a good way. She was very glad that Vinola hadn't just brushed off her question like Harry and Ron had last year.
"But," started Vinola. "you do have to consider that in a school like that, there'd be no Ron or Harry or me."
"Yes, I thought about that. It's just...so many people under-estimate muggle-born students just because of our parents. If there was a school like that, no one would be judged by who their Daddy is."
"Good point, good point. You know what?'
Hermione's heart jumped a bit. She had a feeling of what Vinola might say next.
"I think that's something we should look into. It's a brilliant idea."
"You're right, Vinola. You're absolutely right."
Author's Note:
Okay, that's chapter 10. I told you she'd start thinking about it again. Please, please, review! Anything! Even if it's just a smiley face it would make my day! I need suggestions for a school name. That is, if they actually make an all muggle-born school. Any ideas?