The holidays were finally over and the students would be arriving by train
tomorrow evening. Hermione wasn't particularly happy about this, but she
didn't say anything. A quiet castle was, by her standards, much easier to
work in than a packed one. Her mood was beginning to lift and she even had
a round of Wizard's Chess with Ron. Still, something felt missing and
Hermione knew that she couldn't rest until she found out what it was. The
little slip of paper was not yet forgotten but still at the back of her
mind. She didn't have an "angel" as far as she knew, nor did anyone else.
She was sitting with Ron and Harry in the bright, cheery common room, sipping hot cocoa and talking. Finally, when she felt she could no longer keep her eyes open, she bid them goodnight and walked up the cold marble stairs to her room. She could hear Ginny in the next room, who was about the only other Gryffindor girl who had stayed for the winter holidays. Hermione poked her head in the room and smiled, "Good-night, Ginny." Ginny was sitting on the bed holding what looked like a diary. Ginny smiled and chirped, " 'Night! See you in the morning!"
Hermione sat in her bed reading for about half an hour more and then leaned over to blow out her candle when she saw something that startled her. The un-lit tower that she had noticed the night before was now completely black. She rubbed her eyes, 'Must be the shadows.' She thought comfortingly and settled into a deep sleep.
The next day was uneventful; Hermione lazed around in the library with Ron and Harry who had nothing else to do. Ron complained, "Classes would be more interesting than THIS." Harry grinned ruefully, "True, but I'm not the one complaining. Anyways, the other students will be arriving in a couple of hours." He said looking at his watch. Hermione caught herself looking at him, when had he gotten this good-looking? Harry twisted around in his seat and looked at Hermione, "What? Is there something on my face?" He asked. Hermione shook herself, "Nope, er- I was just looking at your." She trailed off. Harry shrugged and got up. "I'm going to go get myself some hot chocolate, coming you two?" Hermione shook her head, as did Ron. "Too lazy." He said. After Harry had left Ron looked at Hermione, laughter in his eyes. "You've got something for him, don't you?" He laughed. Hermione snorted, "No, Ron, he's one of my best friends. that's just. ugh!" Nevertheless she felt her face go red and she turned so he wouldn't see her face, but she had a sinking feeling that Ron already knew.
To be continued.
She was sitting with Ron and Harry in the bright, cheery common room, sipping hot cocoa and talking. Finally, when she felt she could no longer keep her eyes open, she bid them goodnight and walked up the cold marble stairs to her room. She could hear Ginny in the next room, who was about the only other Gryffindor girl who had stayed for the winter holidays. Hermione poked her head in the room and smiled, "Good-night, Ginny." Ginny was sitting on the bed holding what looked like a diary. Ginny smiled and chirped, " 'Night! See you in the morning!"
Hermione sat in her bed reading for about half an hour more and then leaned over to blow out her candle when she saw something that startled her. The un-lit tower that she had noticed the night before was now completely black. She rubbed her eyes, 'Must be the shadows.' She thought comfortingly and settled into a deep sleep.
The next day was uneventful; Hermione lazed around in the library with Ron and Harry who had nothing else to do. Ron complained, "Classes would be more interesting than THIS." Harry grinned ruefully, "True, but I'm not the one complaining. Anyways, the other students will be arriving in a couple of hours." He said looking at his watch. Hermione caught herself looking at him, when had he gotten this good-looking? Harry twisted around in his seat and looked at Hermione, "What? Is there something on my face?" He asked. Hermione shook herself, "Nope, er- I was just looking at your." She trailed off. Harry shrugged and got up. "I'm going to go get myself some hot chocolate, coming you two?" Hermione shook her head, as did Ron. "Too lazy." He said. After Harry had left Ron looked at Hermione, laughter in his eyes. "You've got something for him, don't you?" He laughed. Hermione snorted, "No, Ron, he's one of my best friends. that's just. ugh!" Nevertheless she felt her face go red and she turned so he wouldn't see her face, but she had a sinking feeling that Ron already knew.
To be continued.
