"Hermione, where are you going?" Ron demanded. "The tower is this way!"
"I'm working with Professor Snape on a project, remember? I have to hurry, or I'll be late. I'll see you both later," Hermione insisted, ignoring the looks of horror she recieved. Harry followed her, while Ron stayed rooted to the spot, mouth hanging agape.
"Extra time with Snape?! Hermione, this is the man who calls you a know-it-all and is constantly taking points from you for knowing your stuff!"
"I am a know-it-all, Harry. And he's right; I shouldn't help you so much. You can do it on your own. I promise if he gets to be too much, I'll tell him I'm through," Hermione assured her concerned friend.
"But 'Mione-"
"Look, Harry," Hermione began a bit angrily. "This is what I do best, isn't it? Until you can find something I'm better at, this is what I'm going to do!"
" 'Mione," Harry said gently, and his tone made Hermione feel terrible. " 'Mione, I'm just scared that you'll let him get to you. Promise me if he is nasty, you'll come and tell us. Please?"
"I will, Harry. I will." The two friends embraced, Harry holding Hermione just abit tighter than he always did.
"Take care, 'Mione. See you back at the tower."
"See you," Hermione called after her retreating friend. Turning back to the dungeon stairs, she suddenly felt very cold, and very alone.
"I'm working with Professor Snape on a project, remember? I have to hurry, or I'll be late. I'll see you both later," Hermione insisted, ignoring the looks of horror she recieved. Harry followed her, while Ron stayed rooted to the spot, mouth hanging agape.
"Extra time with Snape?! Hermione, this is the man who calls you a know-it-all and is constantly taking points from you for knowing your stuff!"
"I am a know-it-all, Harry. And he's right; I shouldn't help you so much. You can do it on your own. I promise if he gets to be too much, I'll tell him I'm through," Hermione assured her concerned friend.
"But 'Mione-"
"Look, Harry," Hermione began a bit angrily. "This is what I do best, isn't it? Until you can find something I'm better at, this is what I'm going to do!"
" 'Mione," Harry said gently, and his tone made Hermione feel terrible. " 'Mione, I'm just scared that you'll let him get to you. Promise me if he is nasty, you'll come and tell us. Please?"
"I will, Harry. I will." The two friends embraced, Harry holding Hermione just abit tighter than he always did.
"Take care, 'Mione. See you back at the tower."
"See you," Hermione called after her retreating friend. Turning back to the dungeon stairs, she suddenly felt very cold, and very alone.