Please? My Broom!

Remus was sitting on the couch with a book on his lap, clearly focused. Peter was hovering over him, muttering, "Why are you doing homework now, Remus? We haven't even been a month out of school. We could be putting up that secret passage with the hunchback witch."

"We can do that after I finish this potions essay," Remus muttered, a smile threatening to erupt on his face. "Or you can do it yourself."

"You know I can't blasted well draw," Peter huffed and sat beside the hazel-eyed boy.

Hermione giggled from where she stood with Harry when the shorter boy grabbed Remus' book and threw it over his shoulder, saying Remus could finish reading after they had some fun.

Harry nudged her and pointed up at the map. "Look, Hermione, there are so many more secret passages than I thought possible."

Sirius appeared from nowhere and placed his head on top of Hermione's. "Well, it is a magic school, Harry. What else would you expect?"

With a muttered, "Silly boys," Hermione went back to the wall, her head tipping back so she could see the top of the wall which caused Sirius to move away from her and towards Harry. On the connecting point on the ceiling, she was almost sure that was where the Astronomy Tower was... or maybe it was the Gryffindor Tower.

If Peter and Remus were the best artists between the four, she couldn't imagine how long it must have taken them to make it look as it good as it did. And she had to say that it was bad.

"Hermione," James was behind her, something held behind his back with a grin plastered on his face. His eyes had a mischievous twinkle in them.

"...Yes?" Remus and Peter were now on the floor, Remus stretched out with the book past his head as Peter tried to grab it from the other boy.

"Remus! It's just one tiny little secret passage."

"Not until I'm done," but Remus was laughing, his eyes alight with mirth. Something Hermione had never seen before.

Peter sat on Remus' stomach with a huff. "I'll do homework with you, if you just do the freaking witch."

Sirius snorted, dropping his conversation with Harry. "I don't think stone statues are Remus' thing, Pete."

Peter cocked his head to the side, staring at Remus. "It isn't?" When Remus slapped him, he let out a laugh and looked down. "So? Are you going to draw her or not?"

"Fine. Only if you do your homework."

"Will do!" Happier, Peter jumped off the other boy and hauled Remus to his feet.

"No!" James groaned, sinking to the floor with his hands still firmly behind his back. "Peter is becoming studious. What's happened to him?"

When Remus' back was to Peter, the blonde haired boy held up his hand where his pointer finger and middle finger were crossed and winked, but then Remus called out, "No crosses count."

All the other boys laughed while Peter stuck his tongue out at Remus' back.

Hermione sighed, "James."

"Oops, sorry Mine." He jumped to his feet and took a step back when Hermione glared at him. "Wait wait wait, you'll want me to call you that after I give you this."

"Potter, I've hit a boy and made him cry."

Four heads whipped around and gaped at Harry who grinned and nodded, "Yup. The git bawled like a four year old. It was brilliant."

"Right, well, then I guess you don't want this." James brought what he was hiding from behind his back, his grin back in place.

Hermione's eyes widened as she stepped forward, her hands reaching out. "I've been looking all over for that! It just disappeared." It was the Hogwarts: A History she had been reading before Remus had taken her from the library.

"Well, it managed to disappear into my possession," James yanked it back before Hermione could grab it. "Nuh uh, it comes with two stipulations."

Hermione kept her hand out, "Uh huh, I'm sure. Stop torturing me!"

"One, your nickname is now Mine."

"Fine fine fine," her fingers were wiggling, her eyes lit up with delight. "James, just give me the book!"

He gave a laugh and said, "and you get to redraw the walls so it resembles the school."

Hermione stopped moving and stared at the boy. "What?"

"We're all rotten artists, Sirius and I are worse than Remus and Peter. Harry says you're way better than them." James brought the book closer to Hermione. "What do you say?"

"Fine." Hermione snatched the book out of James' hands with a squeal even as a knock sounded at the door and Dorea's voice came through.

"Poppy's here for you!"

"Aunt Poppy! Broom? Please? I passed all my classes? Please?" Harry looked up at the woman, his eyes the biggest puppy dog ones he could manage, even managing to get the little wet look in them.

Pomfrey tried very hard not to smile. Her lips twitched and she attempted to look stern. "Well... Hermione, how did your brother do studying wise?"

Casting a smirk towards Harry, Hermione sighed and tapped her fingers on her chin. "I'm not so sure, Aunt Poppy. He was always complaining."

"Was not!"

"And he cast some spells on -"

"That wasn't on purpose!"

"-poor Severus, causing him to go singing into the hallway."

"Ah yes, I remember that. I recall a Miss Evans singing with him. Quite an amusing song they came up with. A cheering charm, yes?"

"Yes'm. And then he only stayed long enough to do the bare minimum and fled as soon as he could."

"But... I studied at least! Voluntarily! That's more than normal!" Harry stared with wide eyes at Hermione. "You can admit to that! Please? My broom!"

Hermione sighed, "I'm not so sure, Harry."

"Hermione!"

Pomfrey finally gave in and burst out laughing. She gave a wave of her wand and a package came towards Harry. "Good job, Harry."

"Yes!" Immediately dropping the pathetic look he had adopted for the past few minutes, Harry opened his present in earnest.

Hermione giggled and looked around the room. It was a cozy and small cottage, but it was nice. The cottage had wood paneling on the walls, wool carpets on the floor, a large fireplace and it overlooked rolling hills and trees.

"Can I go out, Aunt Poppy? Please? I wanna fly!" Even though it wasn't his Firebolt, the Nimbus 1000 was his own broom and he couldn't wait until he was in the air.

Pomfrey laughed, "Hold on a moment, I'm going to redo your glamour. After all, you know Fabian and Gideon are coming to visit. They were quite taken with how you handled yourself while in the Chamber." She waved her wand at Harry's face while the boy fidgeted with the broom firmly in his hands.

"Ok, it's done. Can I go now, please?"

"Go, go." Waving him off, Hermione and Pomfrey watched Harry bolt out of the room and towards the fields. "Stay within earshot!" Pomfrey called after him.

The only answer she got back was a wave.

Chuckling, Pomfrey turned to Hermione. "Alright, dear, there's one thing I want you to learn this summer besides doing your summer homework."

Hermione immediately perked up, "Yes?"

"I'm going to teach you how to do the glamour charm in case Albus or I aren't available to do it for him."