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The sunlight shone in onto Hermione's face. Her eyelids gently fluttered open. She was still in her school robes, and trying to remember why. She looked down at her wrist and remembered.
Hermione got up and went over to her mirror. She brushed her hair, and changed into fresh robes. Glancing over at her bed she saw a small pile of presents. "Wow, its Christmas!" she exclaimed to herself. She thought of going to see Ron and Harry, but then she remembered that they weren't talking to her again. She opened her gifts, all of them were from here parents and none too exciting. Most of them were books.
"Does no one understand that I enjoy things other than work, everyone sees me as a damn goody-goody, and maybe I come off that way, but I'm not," Hermione muttered to herself. No one really knows me, she thought, why do I even bother.
Feeling slightly hungry, she headed out of her dormitory, it sounded as though Harry and Ron were still sleeping, so she figured she could have breakfast alone. And she was right, the great hall was empty except for a first year Ravenclaw, who was engrossed in a book. Hermione munched on a bit of toast, and wondered what she was going to do with herself all day.
She decided to take a walk in the snow, and as she left the great hall, she met face to face with Ron and Harry. "Oh great," she thought, "now what."
The sunlight shone in onto Hermione's face. Her eyelids gently fluttered open. She was still in her school robes, and trying to remember why. She looked down at her wrist and remembered.
Hermione got up and went over to her mirror. She brushed her hair, and changed into fresh robes. Glancing over at her bed she saw a small pile of presents. "Wow, its Christmas!" she exclaimed to herself. She thought of going to see Ron and Harry, but then she remembered that they weren't talking to her again. She opened her gifts, all of them were from here parents and none too exciting. Most of them were books.
"Does no one understand that I enjoy things other than work, everyone sees me as a damn goody-goody, and maybe I come off that way, but I'm not," Hermione muttered to herself. No one really knows me, she thought, why do I even bother.
Feeling slightly hungry, she headed out of her dormitory, it sounded as though Harry and Ron were still sleeping, so she figured she could have breakfast alone. And she was right, the great hall was empty except for a first year Ravenclaw, who was engrossed in a book. Hermione munched on a bit of toast, and wondered what she was going to do with herself all day.
She decided to take a walk in the snow, and as she left the great hall, she met face to face with Ron and Harry. "Oh great," she thought, "now what."