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III: Head & Heart
"This is our last year together, isn't it?" Ron muttered. It wasn't a question. Everyone knew the sad truth. It was very likely they would end up at separate Wizarding Colleges.
"Stop being silly Ronald, we have an entire year and then—" Hermione twanged.
"Can we stop wiz zis' topic? I have hardly gotten to know you all! You are making me very upset."
Harry saw his chance. He'd never really rescued a girl, except for Hermione a couple of times. He saw that changing the topic would be perfect.
"Anybody hungry?" He said, pulling out a bag of Bott's Every Flavors. They were a few months old, since the candy had been retired, however, still edible due to Everfresh technology.
Everyone liked the idea. Harry, Belynn (affectionately Bea), Ron, Lavendar and Hermione were finishing off the large package when Caspian Morose entered the room.
"Hi." He looked around.
"Hey Caspian." Only Hermione greeted him. At twenty, he was something of an anachronism in the small group. They were still struggling through schooling, he'd finished his and was interning at Hogwarts for a few years in order to earn a teaching license. Communing with him was only slightly less insulting than with teachers.
"I just met with your, uhh, co-head Mione. I think we ought have a meeting too. I'd like to have discussion with you too." His blackish hair was loose, and it was obvious his greenish eyes were focused right on Hermione's gold ones.
"Sure. Do you have a private cabin?" Leave it to Hermione to be practical in all things.
"You and Draco do. Here is the folder of activities I want to discuss." Caspian slipped a Gryffindor red folder into Hermione's delicate hand.
"Okay, then I assume we're set. Let's go."
"After you."
No sooner had they disappeared, the entire car shuttered in a waterfall of laughter. Even Ron forgot his 'cool' and cracked up, arms around Harry and Lavendar.
"What was that about?" Asked Harry, giving voice to the giggles.
Belynn chuckled too. But the more she thought, the more she worried. The heart she did not have told her she had to save innocent, brilliant Hermione from her brother. The head she was programmed to follow sent a very different message.
"I'm sorry," she murmured under her curtain of hair, "I am so sorry Hermi- oo-knee."
III: Head & Heart
"This is our last year together, isn't it?" Ron muttered. It wasn't a question. Everyone knew the sad truth. It was very likely they would end up at separate Wizarding Colleges.
"Stop being silly Ronald, we have an entire year and then—" Hermione twanged.
"Can we stop wiz zis' topic? I have hardly gotten to know you all! You are making me very upset."
Harry saw his chance. He'd never really rescued a girl, except for Hermione a couple of times. He saw that changing the topic would be perfect.
"Anybody hungry?" He said, pulling out a bag of Bott's Every Flavors. They were a few months old, since the candy had been retired, however, still edible due to Everfresh technology.
Everyone liked the idea. Harry, Belynn (affectionately Bea), Ron, Lavendar and Hermione were finishing off the large package when Caspian Morose entered the room.
"Hi." He looked around.
"Hey Caspian." Only Hermione greeted him. At twenty, he was something of an anachronism in the small group. They were still struggling through schooling, he'd finished his and was interning at Hogwarts for a few years in order to earn a teaching license. Communing with him was only slightly less insulting than with teachers.
"I just met with your, uhh, co-head Mione. I think we ought have a meeting too. I'd like to have discussion with you too." His blackish hair was loose, and it was obvious his greenish eyes were focused right on Hermione's gold ones.
"Sure. Do you have a private cabin?" Leave it to Hermione to be practical in all things.
"You and Draco do. Here is the folder of activities I want to discuss." Caspian slipped a Gryffindor red folder into Hermione's delicate hand.
"Okay, then I assume we're set. Let's go."
"After you."
No sooner had they disappeared, the entire car shuttered in a waterfall of laughter. Even Ron forgot his 'cool' and cracked up, arms around Harry and Lavendar.
"What was that about?" Asked Harry, giving voice to the giggles.
Belynn chuckled too. But the more she thought, the more she worried. The heart she did not have told her she had to save innocent, brilliant Hermione from her brother. The head she was programmed to follow sent a very different message.
"I'm sorry," she murmured under her curtain of hair, "I am so sorry Hermi- oo-knee."