Chapter 7
Ron fidgeted. "Where IS Hermione?" He said aloud.
Harry shrugged. Maybe Malfoy is giving her trouble or-."
"If he does, I'll-."
"Maybe he isn't, Ron," interrupted Harry, not really wanting to hear Ron's plans to murder Malfoy, tempting as it was.
Just as Ron was about to launch into another round of grumbling, they saw Hermione run up to them.
"S-sorry I'm late! Had some trouble," she said.
"Trouble?" Asked Harry.
"Er, yeah. Draco wanted to apologize, and when I ran off, he grabbed me, and McGonagall heard me yelling at him," said Hermione, gesturing them to follow her.
"He grabbed you?" Repeated Ron, raising an eyebrow.
"NOT in that way, Ron. He just grabbed my arm," said Hermione, leading them up a flight of stairs.
"Did McGonagall give you detention?" Said Harry, almost having to jog to keep up with Hermione.
"No," said Hermione, grinning. "She let us off with a warning!"
"A warning?" Said Ron, awestruck. "Wow, Hermione! I guess it does pay to be a prefect, after all!"
Hermione shook her head and rolled her eyes. "She was busy, Ron," she said, pointedly.
Before Ron could say anything, they had stopped outside a portrait of a scenic view of a window at sunset. A girl sat on the floor of the painting, playing. When she saw the three, she looked up.
"Hi," she said shyly. " Password?"
"Midnight sky," said Hermione promptly.
Smiling, the girl swung forward on her hinges and let them in.
Ron fidgeted. "Where IS Hermione?" He said aloud.
Harry shrugged. Maybe Malfoy is giving her trouble or-."
"If he does, I'll-."
"Maybe he isn't, Ron," interrupted Harry, not really wanting to hear Ron's plans to murder Malfoy, tempting as it was.
Just as Ron was about to launch into another round of grumbling, they saw Hermione run up to them.
"S-sorry I'm late! Had some trouble," she said.
"Trouble?" Asked Harry.
"Er, yeah. Draco wanted to apologize, and when I ran off, he grabbed me, and McGonagall heard me yelling at him," said Hermione, gesturing them to follow her.
"He grabbed you?" Repeated Ron, raising an eyebrow.
"NOT in that way, Ron. He just grabbed my arm," said Hermione, leading them up a flight of stairs.
"Did McGonagall give you detention?" Said Harry, almost having to jog to keep up with Hermione.
"No," said Hermione, grinning. "She let us off with a warning!"
"A warning?" Said Ron, awestruck. "Wow, Hermione! I guess it does pay to be a prefect, after all!"
Hermione shook her head and rolled her eyes. "She was busy, Ron," she said, pointedly.
Before Ron could say anything, they had stopped outside a portrait of a scenic view of a window at sunset. A girl sat on the floor of the painting, playing. When she saw the three, she looked up.
"Hi," she said shyly. " Password?"
"Midnight sky," said Hermione promptly.
Smiling, the girl swung forward on her hinges and let them in.