Here it is, the moment we have all waited for. Its finally time for a little bashing.
The feast was joyful for many students. However Harry and Ron were sulking. Ron was still mad that Harry was being a prat, and Harry was trying to find Hermione ever since Charms class, to no avail. Hoping he would find Hermione at the feast, he entered the Great Hall and searched the long Gryffindor table. Many people were there, he saw Ron glaring at him, from his spot with Seamus and Dean. Neville walked up behind Harry. "Hey Harry, let's eat mate."
"Neville have you seen Hermione?" Harry asked turning to him.
"No, but Lavender said she was in the bathroom all day crying."
"Which?"
"I think she said the second."
"Thanks mate." Harry turned quickly and ran as fast as he could, to the next level. The path seemed long as he made his way down the last long hallway. He didn't think of anyone else in the bathroom, assuming all were at the feast, he charged into the bathroom.
Hermione charged out of the classroom tears falling down her face. This was the last straw, it was time for her to go home. To embrace the life she knew, and hated. All she wanted was to make friends, to join a world of normalcy, and to finally start her own story. She made her way to the second floor bathroom and closed the door on a stall and to the world she now was trying to be apart of.
The seat was cold but she sat there anyway. The dingy green color of the stall and the stone floor was all she saw for hours through watery eyes. Ron's terrible attitude towards her was atrocious and she had Malfoy to also deal with.
After a few hours, she was getting hungry but was not ready to rejoin the school. She took out some parchment and a quill and began writing a letter to her parents. She wrote and wrote, throwing everything on paper. Telling them that they were right was the hardest thing that she ever thought she would have to write.
She wanted so badly for this to work. For her to cut the strings, of her old life. She wanted to stay in the bathroom forever but her butt was beginning to ache. She stood, stretched, and opened the door finally.
She finally noticed the window up on the wall and saw the darkness. It had to have been hours since she had run in here. She crossed the room to the sink and turned on the faucet before she heard it. A thunderous growl emanated from the entrance and she turned to see a huge ugly troll staring at her.
Harry had turned the corner and entered the bathroom just as he heard a scream from a girl inside. He pulled out his wand and was met with a huge figure swinging his club at the cowering girl in the corner. "Harry, help!"
He pulled out his wand and latched onto the club during the trolls backswing. He landed with a hard thud onto the trolls shoulders. The troll attempted to grab Harry by the ankles but he missed and Harry successfully stuck his wand up the nose of the troll. It certainly disoriented him, before Harry jumped off, grabbing his wand on the way down. Harry took this moment of disprientation and grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her out of the way of the troll and to the entrance to the bathroom, where they bumped into Ron. "Where the bloody hell have you been?"
"Trying to save her life, Ron, now is not the time." Harry said pushing past Ron and into the hallway.
"Bloody well, better make time." Ron said trying to keep him from running off.
Harry pushed him off, "Not now."
Teachers soon came into view rushing into the hallway, just as the troll began grunting and growling making his way back into view. Harry pushed Hermione into a small window alcove to keep her from danger. She was shaking and fear was coursing through her veins. Professor McGonagall stopped at the kids as Snape, Quirrel, Flitwick, and Dumbledore rushed into the bathroom to subdue the beast.
"Explain yourselves, now."
"Hermione didn't know about the troll, i came to get her, and she was already under attack when I got here." Harry spoke up.
"Yeah I helped." Ron interjected.
"No, he didn't, he came in after Harry got me out Professor." She was still shaking from the ordeal. But McGonagall nodded at the statement, and looked to Harry.
"10 points to Gryffindor, for shear dumb luck, Mr. Potter, you were extremely lucky. Youdid the right thing though."
Harry nodded, "Thank you Professor."
"Now escort Hermione back to the common room, both of you and stay there. Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, food will be sent to you for the night." McGonagall offered quickly.
"Miss Granger, I will see you tomorrow, my office." she knowingly gave her a look. Hermione nodded. "Off you go."
Harry wrapped an arm around a shaking Hermione as they made their way down the hallway, with Ron at their heels. When they were finally out of earshot, Ron startedup again.
"What was all this about?"
Harry let go of Hermione for a moment to put a hand toward Ron causing him to step back. "You know what, your a real prat. You don't care about anyone but yourself. You stand there and try to take credit for me attempting to take down a troll. Your nothing but a glory hound and I can't stand that. Now I'm going to get my friend here back upstairs, do what you want."
"Harry, your unbelieveable. She is nothing but a know-it-all. She's bossy and rude." Harry, who had tried to helpHermione again, had turned back around, reared back and hit him in the face.
"Back off, Weasley." Harry heard the crack of the nose, and he turned back to Hermione leaving Ron crumpled and crying on the floor.
The duo made it to another hallway before Hermione finally spoke up, "Thank you so much Harry."
"For what?"
"Saving my life." Hermione looked up at him, and he shrugged.
"What are friends for?" She smiled, and kept walking.
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