" Okay now just graph the star line here and reading the chart isn't
so hard." Hermoine smiled at Harry and Ron, who were starring at her
like she was nuts.
" What?"
Ron shook his head. " It still say's me an' Harry should expect a big
surprise in the next few weeks, an' that he's gonna end up unconscious,
a lot."
" We'll, maybe it's true." She turned her head back into her book just
as Ginny came slowly down the stairs.
Ron glanced at her and narrowed his eyes.
" Where do you think your going? Don't you have homework?"
" I have somewhere to be, but I'll get it done by next week." She drifted
to the portrit hole and exited.
" If she doesn't get started soon she'll fail all of her classes. How can
she be so unorganized?" Hermoine grumbled softly.
" I don't know, but I'm gonna have to stay up all night to finish this work."
Ron tossed the star charts to the middle of the table.
" Yes, I have a few papers to touch-up myself. I'll assist you."
She pushed the charts back his way and grinned.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco walked slowly to the potions lab, dreading the task which was tome.
He had been caught by Flitwick while sneaking a snake into his desk.
He was to serve detention by tutoring a sixth year in their potions course.
Draco stepped up to the door and peaked in. A girl had his back to him,
facing one of the pictures hanging on the wall.
She appeared to be holding a conversation with the boy standing in it.
" Oh yes, being a witch is hard work. But standing in a picture all day
must be boring!" She giggled playfully.
" Of course but...oh, um, I think your tutor is here." He looked
disappointed.
She whirled around and froze.
It was Ginny Weasley. He huffed. It had been a while since he'd seen
Ginny up close, but he was sure she'd grown a bit, and was positive
she was prettier. He stopped himself. Prettier? No, she was ugly, ugly
and poor. Yell at her. Make her feel bad! He was just standing there,
and she didn't say anything.
Draco felt something lighted in his head. He got instantly
mad. " Oh great. I do one little thing and get caught and now they're
making me tutor people who can't pay for real tutors." Her eyes widened.
He expected her to cry. He even expected her to run out of the room. But
he didn't expect...
Smack!
" Don't ever talk to me like that! Your the one with the problem! Not
Me, and since we are obligated to do this, your going to either be polite,
or keep your bloody mouth shut! Got it?"
He nodded, his face still stung where she had struck him.
They sat down at opposite ends of the table and she seemed to suck back
in on herself. Her face went from red to nervous pink, and the anger
faded to regret.
" I, I'm sorry. I get mad and I loose my head. My whole family does it,
even my mom. I didn't mean to. I should have just turned and left but..."
" I baited you. So don't say your sorry, because you know it felt good."
He wasn't looking at her, and she figured it was his way of saying sorry.
" Okay then, lets get started."
Draco could tell this was going to be a long afternoon.
so hard." Hermoine smiled at Harry and Ron, who were starring at her
like she was nuts.
" What?"
Ron shook his head. " It still say's me an' Harry should expect a big
surprise in the next few weeks, an' that he's gonna end up unconscious,
a lot."
" We'll, maybe it's true." She turned her head back into her book just
as Ginny came slowly down the stairs.
Ron glanced at her and narrowed his eyes.
" Where do you think your going? Don't you have homework?"
" I have somewhere to be, but I'll get it done by next week." She drifted
to the portrit hole and exited.
" If she doesn't get started soon she'll fail all of her classes. How can
she be so unorganized?" Hermoine grumbled softly.
" I don't know, but I'm gonna have to stay up all night to finish this work."
Ron tossed the star charts to the middle of the table.
" Yes, I have a few papers to touch-up myself. I'll assist you."
She pushed the charts back his way and grinned.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco walked slowly to the potions lab, dreading the task which was tome.
He had been caught by Flitwick while sneaking a snake into his desk.
He was to serve detention by tutoring a sixth year in their potions course.
Draco stepped up to the door and peaked in. A girl had his back to him,
facing one of the pictures hanging on the wall.
She appeared to be holding a conversation with the boy standing in it.
" Oh yes, being a witch is hard work. But standing in a picture all day
must be boring!" She giggled playfully.
" Of course but...oh, um, I think your tutor is here." He looked
disappointed.
She whirled around and froze.
It was Ginny Weasley. He huffed. It had been a while since he'd seen
Ginny up close, but he was sure she'd grown a bit, and was positive
she was prettier. He stopped himself. Prettier? No, she was ugly, ugly
and poor. Yell at her. Make her feel bad! He was just standing there,
and she didn't say anything.
Draco felt something lighted in his head. He got instantly
mad. " Oh great. I do one little thing and get caught and now they're
making me tutor people who can't pay for real tutors." Her eyes widened.
He expected her to cry. He even expected her to run out of the room. But
he didn't expect...
Smack!
" Don't ever talk to me like that! Your the one with the problem! Not
Me, and since we are obligated to do this, your going to either be polite,
or keep your bloody mouth shut! Got it?"
He nodded, his face still stung where she had struck him.
They sat down at opposite ends of the table and she seemed to suck back
in on herself. Her face went from red to nervous pink, and the anger
faded to regret.
" I, I'm sorry. I get mad and I loose my head. My whole family does it,
even my mom. I didn't mean to. I should have just turned and left but..."
" I baited you. So don't say your sorry, because you know it felt good."
He wasn't looking at her, and she figured it was his way of saying sorry.
" Okay then, lets get started."
Draco could tell this was going to be a long afternoon.