Chapter 4~ Loneliness
Disclaimer~ Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, song to Britney Spears.
A.N.~ I know this chapt is extremely short coz it's sorta like a little interlude thingy, u get the idea, but don't worry, they'll lengthen in time!
Hermione sighed again.
How could she wait till tomorrow morning? It was such a long time away!
She turned around in her bed and looked at her bedside clock. 10:30. She had been in bed for 30mins and still wasn't able to get to sleep. She couldn't sleep. P. Dumbledore's words kept repeating itself.
She decided to take a bath. Maybe that would help her sleep.
She got up and put on her nightgown.
She tiptoed out of her room, careful not to wake her roommates, and closed the door behind her.
She walked along the cold corridor until she reached the Prefects' bathroom.
Hermione walked in, took out her wand and turned to the door.
"Alohomora."
She took off her nightgown and turned on alternate taps. When she was satisfied with the amount of bubbles in the bathtub the size of a swimming pool, she slid in and relaxed.
After a while, midst all the bubbles, she began to sing to herself quietly.
"She's so lucky,
She's a star.
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking:
If there's nothing missing in my life then,
Why do these tears come at night?"
Sighing, she answered herself.
"Because, you're Muggle-born."
"No, Hermione," P. Dumbledore whispered just as he was coincidently passing the door, "you're not."
A.N.~ Tee hee! Don't worry, Dumbledore is not a perv, he was just passing by! Pleaz review if u wanna find out more! I want @ least 5!!! Thankz!
Disclaimer~ Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, song to Britney Spears.
A.N.~ I know this chapt is extremely short coz it's sorta like a little interlude thingy, u get the idea, but don't worry, they'll lengthen in time!
Hermione sighed again.
How could she wait till tomorrow morning? It was such a long time away!
She turned around in her bed and looked at her bedside clock. 10:30. She had been in bed for 30mins and still wasn't able to get to sleep. She couldn't sleep. P. Dumbledore's words kept repeating itself.
She decided to take a bath. Maybe that would help her sleep.
She got up and put on her nightgown.
She tiptoed out of her room, careful not to wake her roommates, and closed the door behind her.
She walked along the cold corridor until she reached the Prefects' bathroom.
Hermione walked in, took out her wand and turned to the door.
"Alohomora."
She took off her nightgown and turned on alternate taps. When she was satisfied with the amount of bubbles in the bathtub the size of a swimming pool, she slid in and relaxed.
After a while, midst all the bubbles, she began to sing to herself quietly.
"She's so lucky,
She's a star.
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking:
If there's nothing missing in my life then,
Why do these tears come at night?"
Sighing, she answered herself.
"Because, you're Muggle-born."
"No, Hermione," P. Dumbledore whispered just as he was coincidently passing the door, "you're not."
A.N.~ Tee hee! Don't worry, Dumbledore is not a perv, he was just passing by! Pleaz review if u wanna find out more! I want @ least 5!!! Thankz!