Wow. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. For those who only read but don't write a story, you would only have a little idea of what it means when people tell you that something you wrote is worth reading and saying something about it. It means so much to be able to look into your inbox and see that you have a few messages of people saying that they loved it and they want a new chapter as soon as possible.
Well, you did your jobs, and now ill do mine.
Another chap.
Hermione woke just as the sun was rising over the horizon. Her room was bathed in a crimson morning light as she sat up and looked around. A moment of confusion as to where she was, then it dawned and Hermione got up and headed to the bathroom door.
Momentarily hoping that Malfoy wasn't in there or hadn't locked the door, Hermione tried the handle. It was unlocked.
Then bracing herself, Hermione walked into the bathroom to find it was empty. Sighing in relief, Hermione quickly crossed to Malfoy's door and locked it so he couldn't get in. returning to her own room, Hermione grabbed some shower things and headed back in.
After letting the hot water warm her spirits, Hermione quickly washed her body then jumped out and wrapped herself in a gold towel.
The head girl quickly got into her school uniform and was trying to tame her hair when someone tried to open their bathroom door.
Hermione grinned- she still hadn't unlocked it. The door handle giggled but didn't turn. Malfoy pushed the door then hit it. The door danced in its frame, but didn't submit him.
Furious, Malfoy hit the door with his palm and called out.
'Granger, you have no one to meet! Let me in!'
Hermione grinned. 'I might have Malfoy.' She answered
'Whatever. The pigmies aren't available today.' He said smirking.
'And what made you think I was talking about them?' Hermione yelled.
'Come on granger! You? With taste? Gimme a break!' Malfoy replied. 'Come on granger, this is no fun. Unlock the door so we can yell and argue to each others face!'
quickly checking to see that she was dressed properly and presentable, Hermione finished brushing her hair so now it was wet and flat, and crossed the bathroom to open his door.
When he saw Hermione standing there, he quickly walked into the room and closed his door. 'What happened to my beaver?'
'Your Beaver?' Hermione asked cocking an eye brow.
'Yeah…I named you beaver. Anyway, where did the nest go?' he asked gesturing to her hair. Hermione walked across the bathroom but stopped at her door when he insulted her hair.
'The nest, as you so rudely put it, is wet and has taken a vacation.' Hermione said rolling her eyes.
'Will it be back?'
'I doubt it.' Hermione said, closing her bedroom door.
'Women.' Malfoy muttered before jumping into the shower.
'Men.' Hermione said disgusted as she packed her bag for the day.
Crookshanks was curled up on Hermione's bed and refused to move when she tried to make it. Getting her wand, Hermione remembered the spell that Flitwick had taught them the previous day, and waved it. A small, squeaking gray mouse ran from the tip of her wand.
Crookshanks heard the squeaking, sat up warily and searched for his prey. Spotting it running, he got quickly and quietly to his feet. He waited till the mouse came a little closer before pouncing.
While Crookshanks was on the floor chasing the mouse, Hermione quickly made her bed and when the mouse disappeared in Crookshanks's paws, he leapt back onto the made bed and curled up again.
Hermione stroked him before getting her bag and walking down the stairs into the common room.
Here, Hermione saw that the house elves had put the fire out and had done touch ups around the place.
Ignoring her impulse to hide clothes again, Hermione made her way from there to the great hall where Harry, Ron and Ginny sat talking.
'Morning.' Ginny said brightly as Hermione made her way to them.
'And what a morning.' Hermione answered back smiling.
'What does that mean?' Ron asked cocking his right eye brow. Ever since Dumbledore had said that Malfoy was head boy, Ron was cursing Malfoy as every name under the sun. then when he found out that Hermione and Malfoy were to share a common room, he was suspicious, but only concerned.
'Ron,' Hermione had said. 'Im big enough to watch out for myself. Don't worry.'
And ever since Hermione had promised that, Ron had relaxed but not as much as Hermione would like.
'I had some fun with Crookshanks.' Hermione answered sitting down. 'He wouldn't get off my bed so I made him a mouse and he chased it. Though he was very disappointed when he caught it because it evaporated.'
Harry and Ginny laughed but Ron wasn't convinced.
'So how was it with Malfoy?' he asked.
'Ron, there was no "how was it" because nothing happened.' Hermione explained sharply.
'Right.'
Ginny rolled her eyes and asked Hermione a question. 'So how's the common room like and your room?'
'Oh, its fantastic!' Hermione said happily. 'One door leads to Dumbledore's office, another in my room leads to the Gryffindor common room.'
'Oh yeah, that's cool now we can visit without getting caught!' Ginny said grinning.
'Yep, I'll show it to you tonight if you want.' Hermione offered.
'Yeah alright.' Ginny accepted.
'Come on, you two or we'll be late for Herbology.' Hermione said, getting to her feet and waiting for the others.
When they were done and ready to go, all three said goodbye to Ginny and started out the hall, heading to the green houses.
'hey Harry, have you ever heard of the book called Dark Shadows Past?' Hermione asked as they made their way down the grounds. It was a book she had seen yesterday night in the common room, and she wondered about it because it made her think of Harry and Voldermort.
'Erm no, should I have?' Harry answered, thinking hard.
'I don't know.' Hermione replied.
'Why?'
'In the common room we have some book shelves, and I was looking at them last night and saw it. For some reason, I thought of you when I saw it and Voldermort.' Ron had his slight reaction (a shiver).
'Hmmm I don't remember it. But I might have heard about it. Think it has something to do with him and his past?' Harry asked.
'I don't know, maybe. Want me to read it and find out?' Hermione answered, stopping at the green house.
'Yeah if you want. You're a faster reader anyway, if there's anything we need to know, you'll read about it quicker. And the sooner the better.' Harry smiled.
Hermione smiled in reply, then got on to explaining her room and the bathroom and common room in detail for the boys.
'Hmm that bathroom sounds a little like the Prefect one I saw two years ago.' Harry mused.
'I like the sound of the bath itself!' Ron grinned.
Hermione laughed at his eagerness and said if they wanted, she could show them tonight.
Both looked a little glum. 'We can't Hermione. We have Quidditch tri outs.' Harry said looking away ashamed.
'Oh…' Hermione thought. 'That's aright. It's a whole year. But hang on, what about Ginny?'
'I don't know. She either has to see it early or see it late.' Harry answered.
'Yeah fair enough- I wouldn't want her missing out on the tri outs.'
Professor Sprout walked, or rather, waddled over to them and opened the green house up. The Gryffindors had this class with the Ravenclaw 7th years, and it was good considering they got along well.
Thinking about the bonds that Gryffindor has with the other two Hogwarts houses, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, Hermione was sympathetic towards the Slytherins. No matter what class they were in, they would be paired with someone they didn't like- they didn't get along well with the three remaining houses, and the three remaining houses didn't like them either. Maybe a few were friends here and there, crossing over, but nothing that stood out.
Hermione thought about trying to unite the houses, when she thought of Dumbledore, and how he had been trying to unite them for years. It had never worked. So how big of a chance does Hermione have? Not big.
Pushing those thoughts away, Hermione concentrated on the class work at hand.
After Herbology, the Gryffindors had charms.
That passed slow enough with nothing but them brushing up on the charm they had learnt yesterday and Flitwick explaining something.
'You can't use this charm for long- the object you have appear, only lasts a minute, maximum. No animals can be made,' he added when lavender tried for a Canary. Her wand send out a smell of burnt feathers. 'nor something made especially for something else. Keys for example- a key is made for that lock and that lock only. You get it? Good. Carry on.'
Now the class had moved onto larger objects, such as chairs, tables and books. Hermione was whizzing through, having to stop and help Ron a few times, but mainly concentrating on her own.
Nothing happened that was remotely interesting for the rest of the day.
Hermione looked for Ginny between classes and at lunch, but to no luck. It was finally at dinner when Hermione saw her.
'Hey Ginny!'
Ginny saw Hermione and walked over, looking a little upset. 'Im sorry Hermione but I can't see your room-'
'I know Quidditch tri outs. Don't worry, afterwards, come with me and you can have a bath and get clean.' Hermione smiled. Ginny perked up instantly and said she would come.
'Where will I find you?' she asked
'I'll watch the tri outs.' Hermione answered and finished eating.
When they were done, they walked out, a small line of people following. As they walked from the castle to the pitch, Hermione asked Harry (who had been made Quidditch captain) why he was getting a team so early.
'Because I want a head start. As much training time as possible.' He answered opening the gate to the pitch.
Once inside, Hermione left them and went to find somewhere in the stands to sit. When she found a suitable place, Hermione sat down and waited while Harry gave a little introduction on the pitch below.
It was a warm night, not a cloud in the sky and it was a full moon. Hermione waited happily while Harry asked some people to play positions (him being seeker of cause) while the others went to the stands to wait their turn.
About twenty people had turned up, knowing that it was slim they would get in- Harry only had a few vacancies- two chasers and two beaters. Ginny was the third chaser, Ron the keeper and Harry the seeker.
So Hermione watched as people switched and played flying above her head.
Finally, at about nine thirty, Harry had his team and was very pleased indeed. Hermione had feared that some people would be angry, but when she joined them in their walk back up to the castle, someone spoke to Harry.
'I don't care that im not on the team just as long as im in the house the team plays for.' A boy with light brown hair said.
Harry smiled. 'thanks.'
Reaching the castle, Hermione and Ginny parted from the others, heading to Hermione's common room.
Just after dinner, Ginny had run up to the tower and had got a small bag with over night things and her stuff for the following day. (Hermione found it pointless to let her wash up in her bathroom but not be able to stay so had asked her to sleep there)
As they walked through the corridors, Hermione got the sense that someone was near and it wasn't Ginny!
Pulling Ginny behind a statue, and telling her to be quiet, Hermione listened.
And sure enough, around the corner was a smug looking girl, who was a prefect. Hermione had heard of her from Harry. Apparently the other night, the tolets in the guys bathroom had all somehow blocked (most thought Myrtle was behind it) so Harry and Ron had to use the ones a few levels down.
This girl, Errtia had caught them, and didn't believe their story. She didn't care it was Harry potter and she didn't care that he was a year above her. Errtia took them to Dumbledore's office where he had taken care of the problem, telling Errtia that they spoke the truth.
Errtia of course said that they had no proof and she wasn't going to let them go without any.
Hermione and Ginny remained quiet as she strutted past, mumbling about how gorgeous some guy a year above her was (no guesses for who she was talking about!).
The two waited for her to round a corner before Ginny started giggling.
'I can't believe that. She's in what house? Was it Slytherin?' Ginny asked, coming out of the statue.
'No, it was Ravenclaw.' Hermione answered coming out to but watching incase Errtia returned.
They walked down to more corridors before someone shouted. 'Hey! You two, get back here before I jinx you!'
Hermione and Ginny turned around, bewildered. And half way between strutting and running, Errtia was coming towards them, her wand held out.
'Are you two sneaking around?' she asked forcefully.
'No. Are you?' Ginny replied rudely.
'Ooo, I'm a prefect in my 6th year little girl.' Errtia answered mocking Ginny.
'Big deal, im in my 6th year to but you don't see me walking about like my butts too big to handle.' Ginny snapped.
Errtia looked like someone had slapped her hard across the face.
'And who is this quiet sneak?' Errtia snapped, turning to Hermione.
'This quiet sneak is Head girl.' Hermione answered, revolted that this girl, younger than she had called her a sneak.
'No your not. You need to be in 7th year.'
'I am, half wit.' Hermione answered. 'I was standing in front of you on the train. Do you have the memory of a goldfish? Three seconds?'
Errtia was furious. 'Head girl wouldn't-'
'Then learn my past and you'll see that's nothing short of nice. Now, for your rudeness, twenty points from Ravenclaw.'
'You…you can't…' the prefect splattered.
'I can and did.' Hermione answered, turning around and walking off.
For a minute Hermione thought Errtia was going to curse her, and Hermione clamped her hand around her wand handle ready, but the point loss seam to have numbed Errtia for she only stood there, moving her mouth up and down like a gold fish.
'I have to say, that's the first time I've seen a Ravenclaw with attitude.' Hermione said, as they came to stop at the portrait.
'Password Miss Hermione?' Godric Gryffindor asked as the others were asleep.
'Griffin.' Hermione said and he smiled and swung forward.
'Yeah, I know.' Ginny said, continuing their conversation. She stopped when she came into the common room and stared around.
'Nice isn't it?' Hermione asked watching her face.
'Yeah just a bit!' Ginny laughed.
'Come on and ill show you my room.' Hermione turned to walk to her room and saw Malfoy sitting at one of the table and chairs, writing on a piece of parchment.
Ignoring him, Hermione continued to her room, Ginny in close tow.
Ginny was just as impressed with Hermione's room as she was with the common room. She dropped her bag and looked around.
'The bathrooms through here.' Hermione said opening the door for Ginny.
'Wow.' Ginny's voice echoed off the walls.
'And here,' Hermione said, walking over to the mirrored door, 'is the door that leads to the bath.'
Ginny's breath caught in her throat when she saw the bath. 'I bet you're happy, being in here!'
'Sure am. It's a nice way to relax and spend my last year in.' Hermione said smiling.
Before going for a swim, Ginny and Hermione retreated to her room and talked about Errtia and their holidays.
Remembering the book Hermione had asked Harry about (Dark Shadows Past) Hermione excused herself and walked down to the common room, intending to bags it before Malfoy read it.
When Hermione entered the common room, she found Malfoy gone. 'Good.' She mumbled. Crossing the room, Hermione scanned the shelves and saw the book was still where she left it. Carefully pulling it off the shelf, Hermione was walking back across the room when ,Malfoy's room door opened.
He walked out in a track pants and shirt.
'Where are you going?' Hermione asked, looking at a clock above the fire place.
'Jogging.' Malfoy answered.
'At this time?'
'Why what's the problem? Worried for me?'
Hermione snorted. 'Please.'
'I like jogging at this time- quiet, peaceful and cold.'
'Strange boy.' Hermione answered opening her door.
'Man!' Malfoy called.
'Baby!' then she closed the door.
Hermione put the book on her trunk, intending to read it tomorrow night.
Smiling, Ginny and Hermione got into some swimmers and went to go for a swim.
Splashing, screaming and talking were something they did for three hours.
Amazed that they hadn't got complaints from anyone, the two friends decided to get out and down to the common room to warm up.
They sat by the fire, towels rapped around their swimmers watching the fire eat the wood.
'Hey, why don't we get Harry and Ron?' Hermione asked.
'They would be asleep.' Ginny said, looking at the clock- one in the morning.
'That's the point.' Hermione answered, winking.
'Alright.' Ginny grinned.
Walking back to Hermione's room, the two girls stayed in their towels and swimmers, but Hermione brought her wand, intending to do a spell.
For the first time, Hermione opened the door that lead to her old common room.
It was another spiral stair case that led up, torches lighting the way.
Sharing a look of excitement, the two friends started climbing, Hermione in the lead.
They went up for about seven minutes, with nothing to see except for stone wall. When they reached the top, it was a corridor with dusty wooden floors. To their right were large windows stretching along the entire corridor, letting the moon light in. To the left was a stone wall with torches- not much to look at.
'I think you should fire your decorator.' Ginny said giggling. Hermione laughed and moved on.
They walked along, their feet making imprints in the dirt. After a few more steps going down without twisting, Hermione stopped at the wooden back of a portrait. Hermione pushed it carefully outwards, and saw she was back in the Gryffindor common room.
No one was in the common room, all up in their beds sleeping.
Something we should be doing. Hermione thought amused.
The fire was almost burnt out as Ginny and Hermione crossed the carpet. They climbed the boys stair case and stopped when they got to Harry and Ron's dorm door.
Hermione turned to face Ginny.
'We have to be quick because the spell wont last long.' She explained. Ginny nodded and waited.
Hermione waved her wand 'Appearieo white bed sheet' she whispered.
A long, while bed sheet streamed from her wand, and Hermione helped put it over Ginny. Hermione did the same for herself, and they walked into the boy's dorm, as quietly as a ghost can.
Wavering her wand again, Hermione pointed it to the other boys in dorm so they wouldn't wake up.
Hermione tiptoed over to where Harry was sleeping, while Ginny (her choice) went to scare Ron.
Hermione raised her fingers and counted down to three.
When the last finger was down, Hermione shook Harry and was inches from his face. He stirred as Hermione shook him again, Ginny doing something different. She got right up to Ron's face and screamed 'WAKE UP!'
Harry opened his eyes and yelled in surprise, the same time Ron did. Hermione and Ginny fell to the floor, rolling in laughter.
Harry and Ron where confused for a second, before they realized they were part of a practical joke.
The sheets on the girls dissolved, and the boys watched as Hermione and Ginny controlled fits of laugher. They clutched their ribs as they got to their feet.
'We just wanted to say goodnight.' Hermione said pleasantly and led Ginny from the room.
Both boys looked at each other in surprise.
'What the bloody hell was that all about?' Ron asked.
'I think it was two teenage girls saying goodnight.' Harry said grinning. 'At lease Hermione only shook me! Ginny made you crap yourself.'
Ron grinned and picked up his pillow and pegged it at Harry who missed it by inches.
Hermione and Ginny held their laughter until they got back down to the Gryffindor common room.
'That was funny.' Hermione said, looking for the portrait that she wanted.
'Yeah it was, I mean, did you see his face?' Ginny said, still clutching her sides.
'Yep…' Hermione said then her face fell. 'Er Ginny, I can't find the portrait.'
(nice place for a cliff hanger )
Ginny looked at Hermione then around at the portraits. 'You're kidding.' She said unbelieving.
'Nope.' Hermione shook her head.
Ginny moved forward and began moving portraits trying to find one that opened. Hermione did too and she was about to suggest that they go the long way around when she opened a door way sized one.
'I found it!' Hermione called relieved.
'Oh thank god!' Ginny said coming over.
They walked up the stairs, along the wooden floor and down the spiral stair case.
'Next time,' Hermione said, closing the door behind her as they entered her bed room, 'We look at the portrait before going anywhere.'
'Agreed.' Ginny nodded. 'It was worth it though.'
Hermione nodded smiling.
They stayed up till the early hours of the morning, and only when Hermione checked her watch and saw that it was four in the morning did she strongly suggest that they went to bed.
Knowing she wouldn't wake up at her normal time, Hermione set her alarm to go off before going to sleep.
A long BEEEEEEPPPPPPing noise greeted Hermione as she rolled over. Realizing what it was, Hermione sat up and regretted her late night. She felt like she had a hang over- head about to explode, and about to be violently sick. But of course, she wasn't having a hangover, as they hadn't drunk anything. She was just very tired.
Hermione got out of her bed, stumbling as her legs begged her to sleep.
Deciding to let Ginny sleep a little more, Hermione had a quick shower, dressed and packed her bag.
Hermione bent over Ginny who had slept through the alarm and any noise Hermione had made while getting dressed.
'Wake up Ginny.' Hermione said yawning. 'Ginny. Wake up. Ginny.'
Resisting the impulse to scream at her like Ginny had last night to Ron, Hermione shook her again, this time, she responded.
'Hermione, no more talking. You above all people know its school in the morning.' Ginny mumbled into her pillow turning away.
'Yes Ginny I know, and it is morning.' Hermione answered.
Ginny slowly sat up. 'What? What time?'
'Early and late enough- now come on, get dressed.'
'Why are you already dressed?' Ginny said, seeing clearer.
'I was up before.'
'You could have woken me.' She said, getting up.
'It was kinder to let you sleep.'
'Gee thanks.' Ginny said as she went into the bathroom and got ready.
When both girls where finished, they went to the common room, intending to wait till a proper time to go down into the hall.
While they waited, they recapped last night's events, and were determined to give Harry and Ron a hard time. Though they also decided it would be better not to tell them that they at first couldn't find the portrait- that could be embarrassing!
They had considered to go back to the Gryffindor tower and wait for the boys, but decided against it- they might have set up a trap or something. Unlikely but one never knew.
When Hermione and Ginny thought it was late enough, they left the common room and headed down to the great hall for breakfast.
As they passed a statue, before they were in the entrance hall, Harry and Ron jumped out.
'Morning.' Hermione said as though it was custom for them do to that.
'Lovely day isn't it?' Ginny remarked as though board.
Truth is that the girls had seen the boys hiding before they had seen the girls coming.
'How dare you two do that last night!' Harry said pointing a finger at Hermione.
'It was absolutely uncalled for.' Ron agreed pointing at Ginny.
Both girls looked at each other.
'It was uncalled for.' Ginny replied.
'And we "dared" to our extent.' Hermione said.
They all looked at each other minute before bursting out laughing.
Still smiling about it, they walked the rest of the way to the hall.
'Say Hermione,' Harry said when they had sat down. She looked at him. 'Did you get a chance to read that book you were talking to me about yesterday?'
'Er no.' Hermione said.
'Figures as much.' He grinned. 'Had more important things to do?'
'Yes.' Hermione nodded, playing along. 'But,' she grew more serious, 'I did get it odd the shelves and it's near my trunk now.'
'Ok. No rush.' He said smiling. 'So what else did you two do last night?'
'Oh,' Hermione laughed, 'We ran into that Errtia you told us about.'
'I didn't like her.' Ron said darkly.
'Obviously.' Ginny said rolling her eyes though she was grinning at the memory.
'What happened?' Harry asked Hermione.
'She caught us walking back up to my common room and we exchanged…words.' Hermione said grinning.
'What sort of words?' Ron asked.
Ginny explained when Hermione asked her too. Ron looked shocked.
'Hermione! You're filling my sisters head with words!'
'I am not Ron, she said them of her own accord.' Hermione said in defense. 'What I said to Errtia was between me and her. What Ginny said to her was between them.'
'And,' Ginny added, 'I would have those words in my head anyway and not from Hermione.' She looked pointedly at Ron who turned red.
'Ok, now that that's settled, lets go to class.' Hermione suggested, and trotted off while Harry and Ron followed.
Although Hermione was naturally bright and awake, she was very tired that day, and almost fell asleep, like the rest of the class, in History of Magic.
'Have a late night Miss. Granger?' Snape remarked during their lesson.
'No sir.' Hermione lied, and opened her eyes a little wider so she could read the board.
'Not Pig's ear Hermione!' Harry said quickly, stopping Hermione from adding the wrong ingredient. 'It's pig's hair!'
'Oh thanks Harry.' Hermione said, snapping awake.
That was the last time Hermione needed help, as she kept herself wide awake, reading the instructions over and over before doing them.
'I see you have just managed to get out of this one.' Snape noted after looking at her potion. Hermione nodded, not really listening. Snape sneered and moved on to Neville.
Because Hermione had troubles with her own potion, she hadn't had time to help anyone else with theirs. Doom was written all over Neville's potion.
When Snape looked at it, he smirked. 'This the best you could do Longbottem?'
'No sir.' Neville answered looking scared again.
'Even Granger, who was half asleep managed to get it right.' Hermione hated it that he had used her as an example to make Neville feel guilty, but said nothing.
Just before the bell went, Snape said something that made Hermione very close to screaming and hitting him. 'Twenty points from Gryffindor for granger who spent a late night with a book and another ten from longbottem who can't work properly no matter how much sleep he gets.'
Snape sneered when the Gryffindors looked outraged. All gave him glares, which he ignored and took in his stride.
Next lesson after lunch was transfiguration.
Professor McGonagall was half way through explaining something to the class of Gryffindor and Slytherin when someone knocked on the door.
'Come in.' the Professor barked.
When the door opened, two large men where standing in the door way, in black robes.
Malfoy thought he had seen them somewhere before, but couldn't place a location.
'What is it?' the Professor asked, eyeing them.
'We have come to talk to Miss Granger.' One with long brown hair stated.
'Have you a note from Dumbledore?' McGonagall asked.
'Yes.' The man handed her a rolled up piece of parchment.
Before the Professor read the contents, she skipped to the bottom to the signature. Cocking an eye brow, McGonagall thought it wasn't Dumbledore's at first, then, deciding why it shouldn't be, she went against her instinct and read the note.
McGonagall, let these men talk to Miss Granger as there has been a misfortunate accident involving her parents. Both are dead, and Miss Granger needs to know right away as she is up for adoption.
Then it was the signature. Again Minerva questioned the note because Dumbledore never called her "McGonagall". But, alas, she went again against her instinct and looked up to Hermione. The note was sad news, and she felt sorry for her brainiest student to hear it.
'Erm Hermione, outside, please.' She said, her voice almost breaking.
Bewildered, Hermione collected her things and went to the door, past Malfoy was sitting next to it and outside with the two men and her Professor.
'It's ok, Ma'am, go back inside and teach the class.' One man said.
'It will be ok Hermione.' The Professor said before staring at the men and going back inside.
Malfoy watched as McGonagall came back and closed the door. Curious, he opened it again, though just a fraction. Even that was enough to hear what was being said outside.
The two men grinned at each other and Hermione felt a sense of foreboding.
'Excuse me, but what is this about?' she asked as politely as she could.
'Oh right, yeah, erm…im sorry but,' Malfoy listened, not really believing the man was sorry, not at all the way he was saying it and listened more closely, 'your parents are dead.'
Hermione looked at him. He had said that so simply that she didn't believe it. In the class room, Malfoy was beginning to ask questions- no one tells someone their parents have just died out right like that.
'H…how?' Hermione stuttered, a ball forming in her throat.
'An accident. Your up for adoption.'
Malfoy scoffed.
'But luckily for you, my master has decided to adopt you.' He grinned as though this was a good thing.
'Who?' Hermione asked barely managing to stay standing.
'Lord Voldermort.'
Hermione fell and the second man caught her. Malfoy scoffed again as he heard Hermione struggle and then nothing.
Malfoy lent forward and looked outside. No one was there.
Oh shit. He thought.
Hey hey im back quick!
I was writing this and I couldn't stop! I suspect another chapter will be up straight, and I mean, like only an hour or two after this one!
So PLEASE don't be angry about the cliff hanger.
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