Disclaimer: Sorry, this disclaimer is for the last chapter too. Funny how
things slip your mind when you're having fun! So, JK Rowling, please don't
sue, I prefer to think of this as 'borrowing'...Oh yeah, and sorry about
the length of the chapter, sweet and simple I might say.
Influenced Chapter 5
"Hermione..."Tried Harry again, "Where have you been?"
Again Hermione didn't reply. Harry put his hand on her shoulder. She jumped and turned to look at him once again. She seemed to come back to reality.
"Where have I been? Nowhere. Why did you ask?" She said slowly.
"Me and Ron...we've been sending you owls and everything...you haven't replied to any of them." Harry answered, with a very concerned look on his face.
"It seemed pointless replying. I have better things to do. Let's go back to our carriage." She said again.
At last, Draco seemed to find his voice. "And why would a mudblood like you want to be on this train? This train goes to Hogwarts, which is a place for proper wizards...unlike muggle-borns like you." He said sneeringly.
Hermione didn't even turn back round. She laughed. A cold laugh. A laugh like this even made Crabbe and Goyle look at her in surprise. She carried on walking through the carriage; she didn't care....
"Hermione..." They ran after her. Ginny seemed very hurt, Hermione had overlooked her, and she reluctantly followed them.
"WHAT?" She shouted. "WHAT do you want?" Her face looked like thunder. Ron and Harry looked at each other. They could both see that they were on dangerous ground. They chose not to carry on.
After a while, they were half way to school. Each one of them was staring blankly out of the window. Ginny suddenly ventured, " Hermione, what was the note about?" Harry and Ron each gave her a warning look.
"The note? The note...what note?"
"The one Crookshanks came with. He came to our house. The note asked for Harry and Rons help. What did you mean?" Ginny struggled.
"Crookshanks? Oh...Crookshanks...oh yes, the cat...but I don't remember a note." Hermione looked around suspiciously.
"Hermione, it said 'Harry, Ron; Help.' You can't fool us into thinking that you didn't even send a note. We know you did. We all saw it. I don't know if it was a joke or what...but it really scared us. Was it a trick? Because if it was, it really wasn't very funny at all. It scared us if you want the truth, we thought you were in some kind of danger." Ron said, but, like the note, trailed off at then end.
She didn't answer straight away. Her lips were tight. She finally responded. "I would never ask for help, Ron Weasley...least of all from you..."
Influenced Chapter 5
"Hermione..."Tried Harry again, "Where have you been?"
Again Hermione didn't reply. Harry put his hand on her shoulder. She jumped and turned to look at him once again. She seemed to come back to reality.
"Where have I been? Nowhere. Why did you ask?" She said slowly.
"Me and Ron...we've been sending you owls and everything...you haven't replied to any of them." Harry answered, with a very concerned look on his face.
"It seemed pointless replying. I have better things to do. Let's go back to our carriage." She said again.
At last, Draco seemed to find his voice. "And why would a mudblood like you want to be on this train? This train goes to Hogwarts, which is a place for proper wizards...unlike muggle-borns like you." He said sneeringly.
Hermione didn't even turn back round. She laughed. A cold laugh. A laugh like this even made Crabbe and Goyle look at her in surprise. She carried on walking through the carriage; she didn't care....
"Hermione..." They ran after her. Ginny seemed very hurt, Hermione had overlooked her, and she reluctantly followed them.
"WHAT?" She shouted. "WHAT do you want?" Her face looked like thunder. Ron and Harry looked at each other. They could both see that they were on dangerous ground. They chose not to carry on.
After a while, they were half way to school. Each one of them was staring blankly out of the window. Ginny suddenly ventured, " Hermione, what was the note about?" Harry and Ron each gave her a warning look.
"The note? The note...what note?"
"The one Crookshanks came with. He came to our house. The note asked for Harry and Rons help. What did you mean?" Ginny struggled.
"Crookshanks? Oh...Crookshanks...oh yes, the cat...but I don't remember a note." Hermione looked around suspiciously.
"Hermione, it said 'Harry, Ron; Help.' You can't fool us into thinking that you didn't even send a note. We know you did. We all saw it. I don't know if it was a joke or what...but it really scared us. Was it a trick? Because if it was, it really wasn't very funny at all. It scared us if you want the truth, we thought you were in some kind of danger." Ron said, but, like the note, trailed off at then end.
She didn't answer straight away. Her lips were tight. She finally responded. "I would never ask for help, Ron Weasley...least of all from you..."