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Hermione being the grade a control freak and show off she was had signed herself and Ron up for all the new classes. This time though Ron wasn't mad with her about it. He'd see if he liked them or not. If not he could always drop them later. This morning they were on their way to their new music class with Professor Clubber. Hermione was excited for it as it would be very different. She entered to see him standing by the desk and smiling at everyone as they entered. She raised her hand as he called on her.

"Yes Miss…?"

"Granger sir. Why are there no desks in here? I don't understand aren't we going to be learning anything today?" she asked as he fought really hard not to roll his eyes.

"Well Miss Granger yes we will learn but in my classroom we learn through doing as well as theory. For today's lesson we will be doing. We will be dancing henceforth why we have no desks here today. For some of our lessons we'll just be dancing and I want you to think of those as a way to destress. Music is meant to be fun not studious and boring. You have plenty of regular subjects for that!" he chided slightly as she bristled already hating it.

"What if you have no desire to dance?" she asked as he sighed.

"Well obviously I cannot force you but you will stick out like a sore thumb if you don't. You all need to learn to relax and let go from time to time. My class will include both muggle and wizarding music and I can safely say if you are not ok with that then get out now! Stupid ideals will not be tolerated from me!" he snapped suddenly as they'd all arrived. Some of the purebloods did look slightly put out but did not leave the classroom. They were too curious to hear what muggle music sounded like to leave! He brought out a gramophone and records and put one on. It started very slowly indeed with soft instrumental tones but soon got much faster as it developed into an electro swing number by a man called Parov Stellar Hermione had never heard of. The song was called booty swing something she found highly inappropriate.

Next he moved on to play ob la di ob la da by the Beatles something which made Ron very happy. His mums name was in it and he felt very proud all of a sudden which Hermione noticed feeling her ire deflate slightly. Astrid who had come to the class demonstrated that she was a much better dancer then Harry had ever been. That didn't of course mean she was perfect just that she was better than Harry. You see Astrid was able to fully relax and let go. She danced with Blaise very much in love and happy. They all cheered as the Drunken Trolls played next. It may have seemed like wind down and chill out time but Professor Clubber was actually watching them all to see who had the best posture and moves. This would show him who needed to either tighten up or loosen up more which would in turn help them in their core classes.

Hermione it turned out was an amazing dancer but hated it so much. There was no note taking or anything remotely educational about it. What should she study and what would even be on the exams? That useless sexy teacher had told her nothing and angered her. Why in the fuck did he look so good anyway? She thought in rage as she thundered from the room at the end of the lesson. She was totally stunned when random people complimented her dance skills as she fumed internally.

"Yes well he didn't even tell us what would be on the exams and dancing will not get you a job after school!" she sneered at the unsuspecting Ravenclaw who looked momentarily devastated.

"Geez Hermione scare him away why you don't you? No, dance will not get you a job but it is supposed to calm you the hell down. Clearly that didn't work. You'd want to calm down or people might think you're crazy!" Astrid sneered as Ron rounded on her furiously.

"What the fuck is your problem Astrid? Why are you always so nasty to Hermione and not to me? What is going on? We all know dancing won't get us a career and it's not supposed to. Stop being such an immature bitch and leave Hermione alone. She has quite obviously not taken the death of Harry Potter well as anyone with two eyes could see. Neither have I come to think of it but I don't know just…just fuck off alright!" he snapped not knowing really where his sudden anger had come from just that it was there now.

"Mr Weasley! That will ten points from Gryffindor for your nonsense. Miss Granger curtail yourself or you will get into trouble too and Miss Black a little more tact when you speak is necessary. Five points from Slytherin for speaking like a smart arse when it was not warranted! Miss Granger watch how you speak to people in future because I will not care if you get hurt next time for snapping at people. We all miss Mr Potter and I am going to recommend counselling to you" Professor McGonagall snapped from behind them making them all jump as they hadn't seen her there.

"Professor what is wrong with me stating that you won't get a career from dancing? It's not a lie!" Hermione challenged a stunned Minerva.

"He gave you a compliment Hermione. If you cannot take it you would be wise to close your mouth and think. It would be the more intelligent choice now come with me please!" she snapped as Hermione who was furious followed her. Ron made to follow them when Minerva rounded on him looking furious.

"I do not believe Mr Weasley I asked for you to join me. You would do well to actually listen to what it is people say in the future. Now move on to your next lesson please and think carefully about everything you say to others. In fact that goes for all of you!" she said leveling Astrid with a glare who had the sense to look ashamed and surprised Minerva who had not expected this response. In fact she was so stunned it showed clearly on her face in turn causing the Slytherins to all look surprised. Why the hell couldn't her Griffins get it like Astrid did?

She walked briskly with Hermione trailing after her and ascended to the headmaster's office whereupon Hermione smiled thinking she was going to see Dumbledore to whom she could complain stunned when the door opened and he wasn't there. Minerva conjured an armchair and asked Hermione to sit in it.

"Hermione I have called you here as we need to talk!" she said waving her wand at the portraits who all went to sleep stunning Hermione. If they couldn't be privy to the conversation then it must be private indeed.

"Ok now that; that is done we need to talk. As you are aware someone poisoned Ronald with a befuddlement draft the other day what you may not be aware of is that a potion given to you was in fact given to Miss Black!" she said as Hermione scowled.

"Did she steal it from me Professor? Is that what happened? Did she poison Ron on purpose?" she asked as Minerva banged her hand on the table.

"Miss Granger I have had quite enough of your assumptions for a lifetime! If you do not desist this nonsense you will be expelled or something like that. Not every problem you have is down to Miss Black you know and if she did take it from you she would not likely take it you fool! What I was going to ask you was why did Professor Dumbledore give it to you in the first place? We know he did because he told us he did!" she said as Hermione paled.

"No need to freak out it was just a guess. I don't know why she had it in her system. Ron was being weird and I didn't like it so I asked Professor Dumbledore to give me a potion to get him out of his funk. He just wasn't the same anymore and I hated it. I hated not knowing who in the hell I was even married to anymore! You don't understand he became a shell of the man he once was!" she said sounding desperate as Minerva gasped her hand flying to her mouth in shock.

"Miss Granger it is called grieving and he was indeed grieving. I know this because he confided in me. He needed me and I was here for him at a time when others were not. It was very irresponsible for Professor Dumbledore to give you a potion he couldn't guarantee the safety of. Professor Snape is in this school for a reason. The next time Dumbledore should give you anything you should bring it to him so he can verify that it is what he says it is. Look I myself do this too because it might not be so out there for me to get it wrong too. I mean some potions do look the same" she said calling a house elf and ordering some tea which she had them slip an inhibition potion into. It would insure that Hermione would say whatever she wanted without thinking. This would let Minerva know how she truly was.

The tea arrived and Hermione took a sip the potion taking affect at once.

"Why in the hell would you of all people have house elves? I look up to you what in the hell are you doing woman!? Get your shit together and free those poor innocent beings. They deserve better then you and everyone else in this narrow minded fucked up world!" she snapped as Minerva looked intrigued.

"How do you feel Hermione?" she asked as Hermione exploded in rage.

"I feel fucked off with everything and everyone. My sex drive is way higher than it used to be and Ron simply can't put out enough for me. I am conflicted because I hate Harry so much for dying and blame him for his death. It's his own fault! If he hadn't been such a smug arsehole and had taken what was given to him gracefully he'd still be here not six foot under like a fool! I mean come on! I'm a muggleborn and everyone hates me but you don't see me disrespecting direct orders and dying. I HATE THAT SON OF A BITCH AND I HOPE HE'S HAPPY BURNING IN HELL!" she snapped as Minerva recoiled in horror feeling like a fool herself. I mean what did she expect from an inhibition potion?

"Do you feel better now that it is all off your chest Miss Granger?" she asked her seriously.

"No I most certainly do not. Why didn't he just listen and do as he was told the fucking brat. I swear to fuck even when he was here he could never listen. I wasted years of my life on him that I will never get back. What in the hell am I supposed to do now? Why in the hell did that fucking piece of slutty trash Astrid Black get the home of Sirius Black? Molly Weasley did more for everyone than that criminal scumbag ever did. I'm out of here!" she said running from the room and leaving a highly stressed out Minerva McGonagall behind her. Hermione thundered through the hallways her hair flaring out the side when she heard a noise in a nearby classroom. Someone was crying. She opened the door cursed really loudly and fainted banging her head on the door as she did so. She awoke moments later with a huge headache looking at the girl who was crying with her mouth hanging open in shock. This was totally unexpected to say the least. What the hell?