Spirit Week At Hogwarts
Saturday: Nineteenth Century Muggle Day
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Disclaimer: see chapter one.
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SCULLY: Mulder, it is such a gorgeous day outside. Have you ever entertained the idea of trying to find life on this planet?
MULDER: (still looking at a record book) I have seen the life on this planet, Scully and that is exactly why I am looking elsewhere.
(SCULLY opens a paper bag she is carrying and removes a paper-wrapped frozen dessert. This gets MULDER's attention.)
MULDER: Did you bring enough ice cream to share with the rest of the class?
SCULLY: (smugly, beginning to eat) It's not ice cream. It's a nonfat tofutti rice dreamsicle.
MULDER: (returning to his book) Ugh. Bet the air in my mouth tastes better than that. You sure know how to live it up, Scully.
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In the last chapter I messed up and said that Hermione caught the snitch. I messed up. Harry (obviously) caught the snitch. Thanks to Brynn for pointing that out.
I never thought that my little stories would get such praise. You make me feel loved!!!
I'm going on a retreat this weekend and I will not be back until Sunday. So I won't be able to post. Sorry!
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The Nineteenth Century, ah; A time filled with torturous clothing used to make you look slimmer (and your breasts fuller), a time filled with submissive women and haughty men.
At least the dresses were pretty.
Hermione threw on some casual robes and went to find Ginny Weasley.
"Hey, Gin." Hermione said upon seeing her in the Common Room.
"Hello, Hermione." Ginny smiled. "You ready?"
"Let's go."
The two stopped into the Great Hall so that they could get a bit to eat and Hermione could inform her Head of House that she was taking the young prefect to Hogsmeade.
"Good morning, Professors." Hermione said walking up to the Head Table.
She turned to McGonagall. "Professor, I just wanted to inform you that Miss Weasley and myself are going to stop into Hogsmeade this morning." Hermione said. "If that's alright."
"Yes, of course." Professor McGonagall handed her two cards.
Hermione looked at them. "Dance cards?" She asked.
"I believe the them of the dance is Nineteenth Century, Miss Granger." Severus just had to put in his to cents.
"I know, but I didn't think..." Hermione trailed off. "Oh, well. Thank you, ma'am."
McGonagall nodded and Hermione went to sit with Ginny.
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"Oh, I like that one!" Hermione said when Ginny tried on one of the dresses in Gladrag's.
"I supposed." Ginny half-heartedly agreed. "I think I preferred the blue one."
"Yes, the blue one was very nice." Hermione said.
Hermione already had a maroon dress waiting for her in her closet. But she needed a hoopskirts to hold the skirts out full.
While Ginny was paying looked at a book of hairstyle charms. There was a section on the nineteenth century. Hermione found one she liked and wrote down the charm to use later.
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Later on, in the Three Broomsticks, Hermione and Ginny were happily talking about the ball over a couple of butterbeers.
Harry had asked Ginny to the dance. The schoolgirl crush she had on him had died away and now they were good friends.
"Who are you going with?" Ginny inquired.
"Well, this is really embarrassing, but no one asked me." Hermione said.
"They all think you're taken." Ginny replied knowingly.
"No."
"Yes."
"By whom?"
"Snape."
"Snape?"
"Snape."
"Why do they think that?"
"Well, let me think." Ginny frowned and cocked her head to one side. "Oh yes. That's right. It's only because you've been on two dates with the man in the last week."
"Dates?" Hermione widened her eyes. "They weren't dates."
Ginny raised one eyebrow.
"Okay. They were dates, but not like that kind of date."
"Well, we know that *now*."
"Guess what?" Hermione said.
"What?" Ginny said.
"He has a motorbike." Hermione said.
Ginny squealed.
"It was so much fun to ride on!" Hermione too squealed.
"You rode on it with him?"
"Yes, we went to a Muggle pub and that was our mode of transportation."
"How very cool."
"Yeah."
"I still think he's greasy git, though."
"That's because he can be."
"But, you talked back to him. If anyone of us would've done it, we have landed ourselves in detention for our next three lifetimes."
Hermione gave Ginny a look.
"Ok, so I'm exaggerating, but still..."
"We just have an understanding, that's all."
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"Wow, 'Mione!" Ron exclaimed. "You look great."
Hermione grinned. "Thanks Ron." Hermione looked about. "You boy's look handsome."
Harry pretended to look embarrassed. "Get off it, Hermione."
She smiled again. "I must go. I'm meeting Severus."
Seamus grinned. "Is that so, Hermione?"
"Yes, Seamus. That is so." She looked from one boy to the next. "Since you all have it so clearly imprinted on your brains that I am dating the Potions Master, I decided, 'Why not?'."
They stared at her.
"You're not serious, Hermione." Dean said in a quiet whisper.
"Of course not! Don't be such brainless prats, you guys!"
"We're really sorry, Hermione."
"Thank you, Neville." Hermione smile and turned to Harry. "Besides, don't you think I'd tell you if I was involved?"
She turned and walked downstairs.
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"Good evening, Professor." Hermione said when she saw Severus.
"Good evening, Miss Granger." Severus returned. "My, my, don't we look enchanting."
"Yes, *we* do."
Severus was wearing a 1800's style muggle three piece suit. And he look really good in it.
He offered his arm and Hermione rested her hand in the crook of his elbow.
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"I've discovered why I don't have a date." Hermione said to Severus while they were up at the Head Table.
"Oh? And why is that?"
"They thought I was seeing you." Hermione said dryly.
"But after last night?"
"By the time last night rolled around, they already had dates."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize! It's not your fault."
Hermione sat at the teachers table, she did not quite fit in here, but she did not want to sit with her friends; they all had dates and she would feel horrible out of place.
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Hermione had danced the night away. When one of her guy friends were sitting down, she would go to them and ask for a dance. So, it turned out to be not so bad after all. She danced with Severus a fair bit as well.
There was something about him. *We have an understanding.* she remembered what she had said to Ginny earlier that day. *We have more than an understanding,* Hermione thought. *We have something special...like soul mates, except we don't like each other like _that_.*
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Hermione and Severus decided to take a short stroll outside. They talked about alchemy, Hogwarts, the holidays which were rapidly approaching, and Hermione's internship.
It was nice. Both of them thought so. Just two friends, outside, basking in the warmth of friendship.
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"Time is an illusion; lunchtime doubly so."
--Ford Prefect (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
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There will be a sequel, I think. But only if you guys tell me you want it. The next one would focus on Hermione being Sev's apprentice and changes in the friendship. It'll be a bit more serious.
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Thank you for the carrots and all the bunny food!
Please review!
Saturday: Nineteenth Century Muggle Day
~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: see chapter one.
~~~~~~~~~~
SCULLY: Mulder, it is such a gorgeous day outside. Have you ever entertained the idea of trying to find life on this planet?
MULDER: (still looking at a record book) I have seen the life on this planet, Scully and that is exactly why I am looking elsewhere.
(SCULLY opens a paper bag she is carrying and removes a paper-wrapped frozen dessert. This gets MULDER's attention.)
MULDER: Did you bring enough ice cream to share with the rest of the class?
SCULLY: (smugly, beginning to eat) It's not ice cream. It's a nonfat tofutti rice dreamsicle.
MULDER: (returning to his book) Ugh. Bet the air in my mouth tastes better than that. You sure know how to live it up, Scully.
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In the last chapter I messed up and said that Hermione caught the snitch. I messed up. Harry (obviously) caught the snitch. Thanks to Brynn for pointing that out.
I never thought that my little stories would get such praise. You make me feel loved!!!
I'm going on a retreat this weekend and I will not be back until Sunday. So I won't be able to post. Sorry!
~~~~~~~~~~
The Nineteenth Century, ah; A time filled with torturous clothing used to make you look slimmer (and your breasts fuller), a time filled with submissive women and haughty men.
At least the dresses were pretty.
Hermione threw on some casual robes and went to find Ginny Weasley.
"Hey, Gin." Hermione said upon seeing her in the Common Room.
"Hello, Hermione." Ginny smiled. "You ready?"
"Let's go."
The two stopped into the Great Hall so that they could get a bit to eat and Hermione could inform her Head of House that she was taking the young prefect to Hogsmeade.
"Good morning, Professors." Hermione said walking up to the Head Table.
She turned to McGonagall. "Professor, I just wanted to inform you that Miss Weasley and myself are going to stop into Hogsmeade this morning." Hermione said. "If that's alright."
"Yes, of course." Professor McGonagall handed her two cards.
Hermione looked at them. "Dance cards?" She asked.
"I believe the them of the dance is Nineteenth Century, Miss Granger." Severus just had to put in his to cents.
"I know, but I didn't think..." Hermione trailed off. "Oh, well. Thank you, ma'am."
McGonagall nodded and Hermione went to sit with Ginny.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Oh, I like that one!" Hermione said when Ginny tried on one of the dresses in Gladrag's.
"I supposed." Ginny half-heartedly agreed. "I think I preferred the blue one."
"Yes, the blue one was very nice." Hermione said.
Hermione already had a maroon dress waiting for her in her closet. But she needed a hoopskirts to hold the skirts out full.
While Ginny was paying looked at a book of hairstyle charms. There was a section on the nineteenth century. Hermione found one she liked and wrote down the charm to use later.
~~~~~~~~~~
Later on, in the Three Broomsticks, Hermione and Ginny were happily talking about the ball over a couple of butterbeers.
Harry had asked Ginny to the dance. The schoolgirl crush she had on him had died away and now they were good friends.
"Who are you going with?" Ginny inquired.
"Well, this is really embarrassing, but no one asked me." Hermione said.
"They all think you're taken." Ginny replied knowingly.
"No."
"Yes."
"By whom?"
"Snape."
"Snape?"
"Snape."
"Why do they think that?"
"Well, let me think." Ginny frowned and cocked her head to one side. "Oh yes. That's right. It's only because you've been on two dates with the man in the last week."
"Dates?" Hermione widened her eyes. "They weren't dates."
Ginny raised one eyebrow.
"Okay. They were dates, but not like that kind of date."
"Well, we know that *now*."
"Guess what?" Hermione said.
"What?" Ginny said.
"He has a motorbike." Hermione said.
Ginny squealed.
"It was so much fun to ride on!" Hermione too squealed.
"You rode on it with him?"
"Yes, we went to a Muggle pub and that was our mode of transportation."
"How very cool."
"Yeah."
"I still think he's greasy git, though."
"That's because he can be."
"But, you talked back to him. If anyone of us would've done it, we have landed ourselves in detention for our next three lifetimes."
Hermione gave Ginny a look.
"Ok, so I'm exaggerating, but still..."
"We just have an understanding, that's all."
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"Wow, 'Mione!" Ron exclaimed. "You look great."
Hermione grinned. "Thanks Ron." Hermione looked about. "You boy's look handsome."
Harry pretended to look embarrassed. "Get off it, Hermione."
She smiled again. "I must go. I'm meeting Severus."
Seamus grinned. "Is that so, Hermione?"
"Yes, Seamus. That is so." She looked from one boy to the next. "Since you all have it so clearly imprinted on your brains that I am dating the Potions Master, I decided, 'Why not?'."
They stared at her.
"You're not serious, Hermione." Dean said in a quiet whisper.
"Of course not! Don't be such brainless prats, you guys!"
"We're really sorry, Hermione."
"Thank you, Neville." Hermione smile and turned to Harry. "Besides, don't you think I'd tell you if I was involved?"
She turned and walked downstairs.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Good evening, Professor." Hermione said when she saw Severus.
"Good evening, Miss Granger." Severus returned. "My, my, don't we look enchanting."
"Yes, *we* do."
Severus was wearing a 1800's style muggle three piece suit. And he look really good in it.
He offered his arm and Hermione rested her hand in the crook of his elbow.
~~~~~~~~~~
"I've discovered why I don't have a date." Hermione said to Severus while they were up at the Head Table.
"Oh? And why is that?"
"They thought I was seeing you." Hermione said dryly.
"But after last night?"
"By the time last night rolled around, they already had dates."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize! It's not your fault."
Hermione sat at the teachers table, she did not quite fit in here, but she did not want to sit with her friends; they all had dates and she would feel horrible out of place.
~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione had danced the night away. When one of her guy friends were sitting down, she would go to them and ask for a dance. So, it turned out to be not so bad after all. She danced with Severus a fair bit as well.
There was something about him. *We have an understanding.* she remembered what she had said to Ginny earlier that day. *We have more than an understanding,* Hermione thought. *We have something special...like soul mates, except we don't like each other like _that_.*
~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione and Severus decided to take a short stroll outside. They talked about alchemy, Hogwarts, the holidays which were rapidly approaching, and Hermione's internship.
It was nice. Both of them thought so. Just two friends, outside, basking in the warmth of friendship.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Time is an illusion; lunchtime doubly so."
--Ford Prefect (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
~~~~~~~~~~
There will be a sequel, I think. But only if you guys tell me you want it. The next one would focus on Hermione being Sev's apprentice and changes in the friendship. It'll be a bit more serious.
~~~~~~~~~~
Thank you for the carrots and all the bunny food!
Please review!