Chapter three
Detention Date
" Hermione Granger." Professor McGonagoll called in the common room.
" Yes?" Hermione put her book down reluctantly.
" You will have your detention tonight in the Trophy Room. Meet Filch at nine O'clock." Hermione nodded grimly. She still couldn't believe she was getting a detention.
" Bloody slime ball." Ron muttered as the Professor left.
" Who?" Harry asked, trying to put his belt around his ' care for magical creatures' book.
" Snape." Ron cursed as his book bit his finger.
" Seriously. I don't know why you are getting so worked up about it. It's MY detention. Not yours." Hermione snapped, frightening her book so it stood still, allowing her to tie it up. She stood up and went up to her dorm. Ron stared after her.
" OI! Could you shout again? I need to scare my book." He yelled. She turned to give him a ' don't push your luck' look and stomped off.
" I was serious." He said flatly as Harry laughed.
" Aw. stuff this." Ron gave up on tying up his book and let it roam about the common room, attacking innocent bystanders. Namely, first years.
Hermione wrapped her cloak tighter around herself, waiting for Filch, the caretaker.
" You got detention too, did you?" She turned to see Avolorm. She nodded dumbly. He smiled.
" Alright you two." Filch appeared out of no where, Mrs. Norris, his cat following him. He roughly shoved trophy polish and rags into their hands.
" Polish these trophies and no magic." He said gruffly.
" No Magic? All of them?" Hermione squeaked. Filch grinned and left them there, with over a hundred trophies to polish.
" Damn Snape." She muttered, polishing the first trophy. Toby kneeled next to her and started on the next.
" He's not that bad." Toby said, grinning slightly at the girl's cursing, " It's Filch you should be hating." Hermione ignored this and continued scrubbing.
" I hate them both." She said bitterly. They scrubbed in silence for a while, until Toby attempted to make friendly conversation. Hermione found out about his childhood without parents. His foster home. His old school.
" Were you expelled?" She asked.
" Yeah. I broke the rules too often." Toby started on his next trophy. Hermione thought about this for a while. She wondered why Harry and Ron seemed to hate him. He seemed so nice. After they had finished and Filch checked their job three times, Toby offered to walk Hermione back to her common room.
" Hello Hermione." Ron was at the portrait hole, waiting. Toby frowned. He had ruined his plan.
" Oh. Hi Ron." Hermione said, flustered.
" Good bye Avolorm." Ron said icily to Toby. Hermione blushed. Honestly! Ron was so embarrassing! Without a word to either of them, she brushed past Ron and climbed into the portrait hole. She waited by the fire for him. Boy was he gonna get it! Ron came out, grinning from ear to ear.
" What were you doing?" She demanded.
" Waiting."
" There is no need to wait for me! Honestly! You are so embarrassing!"
" Well at least I don't socialise with Slytherin garbage!" He snapped.
" So what if I talk to a Slytherin?" She raged.
" You can't trust them!"
" You can't seem to trust me either! Waiting up for me because you heard I wasn't the only one on detention." She turned and walked briskly to her room. Ron sighed and also went to his room.
" Harry, are you asleep?" Ron opened Harry's curtains.
" I was." Harry propped himself up on his elbows.
" Sorry.. Listen, what do you think of that Avolorm character?" He whispered.
" You wake me up to gossip?" Harry moaned.
" No, I'm not gossiping." Harry thought for a while.
" You know.last week, at the feast, my scar hurt when he came in."
" I knew it!" Ron grinned with triumph.
" What?"
" He's you-Know-Who in disguise." Ron looked as though he had solved a mystery or figured out an answer to a test.
" Whatever Ron," Harry rolled over.
" I'm serious!"
" Come on! He's just a boy!" Harry refused to talk about it any more, even though he was beginning to doubt his own opinion on Avolorm.
Sorry this 1 is so short! I'll try and make it up 2 u in tha next chapta.
Luv, Tha fox
Detention Date
" Hermione Granger." Professor McGonagoll called in the common room.
" Yes?" Hermione put her book down reluctantly.
" You will have your detention tonight in the Trophy Room. Meet Filch at nine O'clock." Hermione nodded grimly. She still couldn't believe she was getting a detention.
" Bloody slime ball." Ron muttered as the Professor left.
" Who?" Harry asked, trying to put his belt around his ' care for magical creatures' book.
" Snape." Ron cursed as his book bit his finger.
" Seriously. I don't know why you are getting so worked up about it. It's MY detention. Not yours." Hermione snapped, frightening her book so it stood still, allowing her to tie it up. She stood up and went up to her dorm. Ron stared after her.
" OI! Could you shout again? I need to scare my book." He yelled. She turned to give him a ' don't push your luck' look and stomped off.
" I was serious." He said flatly as Harry laughed.
" Aw. stuff this." Ron gave up on tying up his book and let it roam about the common room, attacking innocent bystanders. Namely, first years.
Hermione wrapped her cloak tighter around herself, waiting for Filch, the caretaker.
" You got detention too, did you?" She turned to see Avolorm. She nodded dumbly. He smiled.
" Alright you two." Filch appeared out of no where, Mrs. Norris, his cat following him. He roughly shoved trophy polish and rags into their hands.
" Polish these trophies and no magic." He said gruffly.
" No Magic? All of them?" Hermione squeaked. Filch grinned and left them there, with over a hundred trophies to polish.
" Damn Snape." She muttered, polishing the first trophy. Toby kneeled next to her and started on the next.
" He's not that bad." Toby said, grinning slightly at the girl's cursing, " It's Filch you should be hating." Hermione ignored this and continued scrubbing.
" I hate them both." She said bitterly. They scrubbed in silence for a while, until Toby attempted to make friendly conversation. Hermione found out about his childhood without parents. His foster home. His old school.
" Were you expelled?" She asked.
" Yeah. I broke the rules too often." Toby started on his next trophy. Hermione thought about this for a while. She wondered why Harry and Ron seemed to hate him. He seemed so nice. After they had finished and Filch checked their job three times, Toby offered to walk Hermione back to her common room.
" Hello Hermione." Ron was at the portrait hole, waiting. Toby frowned. He had ruined his plan.
" Oh. Hi Ron." Hermione said, flustered.
" Good bye Avolorm." Ron said icily to Toby. Hermione blushed. Honestly! Ron was so embarrassing! Without a word to either of them, she brushed past Ron and climbed into the portrait hole. She waited by the fire for him. Boy was he gonna get it! Ron came out, grinning from ear to ear.
" What were you doing?" She demanded.
" Waiting."
" There is no need to wait for me! Honestly! You are so embarrassing!"
" Well at least I don't socialise with Slytherin garbage!" He snapped.
" So what if I talk to a Slytherin?" She raged.
" You can't trust them!"
" You can't seem to trust me either! Waiting up for me because you heard I wasn't the only one on detention." She turned and walked briskly to her room. Ron sighed and also went to his room.
" Harry, are you asleep?" Ron opened Harry's curtains.
" I was." Harry propped himself up on his elbows.
" Sorry.. Listen, what do you think of that Avolorm character?" He whispered.
" You wake me up to gossip?" Harry moaned.
" No, I'm not gossiping." Harry thought for a while.
" You know.last week, at the feast, my scar hurt when he came in."
" I knew it!" Ron grinned with triumph.
" What?"
" He's you-Know-Who in disguise." Ron looked as though he had solved a mystery or figured out an answer to a test.
" Whatever Ron," Harry rolled over.
" I'm serious!"
" Come on! He's just a boy!" Harry refused to talk about it any more, even though he was beginning to doubt his own opinion on Avolorm.
Sorry this 1 is so short! I'll try and make it up 2 u in tha next chapta.
Luv, Tha fox