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them worth the wait! Thanks for your patience!
Chapter 12- Saving Hermione
"-and so here I am." Draco concluded after relating the entire story to Harry. Harry was sitting against the wall in his dorm room speechless. Hermione was working as a servant in the Malfoy home?
"When can we go to get her?" Harry finally asked. The question lingered in the air as Draco thought it over.
"Well, it takes about a day to get to the house. But, we can't risk going there anytime soon, father is having his drinking buddies over and it would not be a good idea to barge in while they are in the middle of whatever they do." Harry nodded.
"So, how long will that be? Two, three days?"
"That's when I will be going home, but you will come later."
"Why can't I come then? I want to get Hermione as soon as possible."
"I need to make sure that everything is fine with my father before you come. Don't worry; I will take care of Hermione for you."
Harry nodded, although he wasn't sure if he could trust Draco yet. The newly found friendship had just begun, and they were still wary of each other.
"I will owl you as soon as I think it is fit for you to come, along with directions to my house."
"Alright. Just don't let anything happen to Hermione." Draco nodded.
The next two days were full of planning and more planning. Everything had to be perfect. Even Ron got in on the planning after he heard what happened to Hermione. Everyone was anxious to have her back. Draco left two days after he came and Harry returned to moping, waiting for the most important owl of his life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Get off me!"
"Don't fight, I know you want me." In a last attempt, Hermione dug her nails deep into his back. She could hear and feel them going through his skin. In turn, he back-handed her so hard it sent Hermione flailing to the floor, off the bed. She got onto her hands and knees and scurried to the door as quick as she could.
"No you don't. You're a feisty one, I like that." He got up and lifted Hermione off the floor and put her back onto the bed. There was nothing she could do, he was twice a big as her, and he had her pinned to the bed. 'Please, God, help me!' Hermione couldn't help but flinch when he started to fondle her. She squeezed her legs together tightly, but he managed to pry her thighs apart. 'This is it,' Hermione thought.
"Please help me," Hermione whimpered pitifully. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry continued to wait for the owl from Draco. Days turned into weeks, and finally it had been two whole months. Harry was falling deeper and deeper into depression. He didn't understand what was taking so long. Did something go wrong? Did Draco betray him? Harry was silent during the day, and cried himself to sleep at night. Everyone knew that they couldn't imagine the type of suffering Harry was going through.
"Harry, time to get up." Ron said cautiously.
"I don't want to. There is no point."
"Sure there is. You need to continue living your life. You will soon be able to go and be Hermione's knight in shining armor. But now, you have to go to breakfast." Ron pulled Harry covers off of him, and pulled open the curtains, allowing sunlight to pour in.
"Fine, I'm up. Give me ten minutes to get ready." Fifteen minutes later the two boys were in the Great Hall eating breakfast. Harry anxiously looked up as the owl post came. Owls flew everywhere, bringing both joyful and distressing news. Many families were getting attacked by Voldemort again, and many students could be seen in hysterics after they learned the news that their family had been killed. Harry began to become downcast again when he didn't see any owl coming to him.
"Harry, look!" Ron pointed in the air. There, was a tired looking bird with a letter, heading straight to Harry. The letter was dropped onto Harry's plate, now empty. He slowly picked it up and began to open it. He could feel hope rushing through his veins.
Harry-
Sorry for not owling you sooner, but my father was being troublesome, and you couldn't come. But now, he is away for business in America, and it is safe for you. He will not be back for almost a month. Attached to this letter is a magical map that you can follow, on your broom, and it will lead you to my house. Prepare to leave tomorrow afternoon after classes. Do not tell anyone about this, except for Ron. Hermione desperately misses you and says she loves you with all of her heart. See you soon, Harry.
-Draco
Harry felt his heart jump into his throat in anticipation. He was finally going to get Hermione back! He took Ron by the shirt and pulled him to the Common Room, where he showed him the letter, and went to pack.
Soon enough, it was time to leave. Ron kept begging Harry to let him go with, but Harry refused. It would be easier with less people. Harry walked out past Hagrid's hut, and into the forbidden forest under his invisibility cloak. Once in the forest, Harry mounted his broom and was off. Harry flew all through the rest of the day, and also the night. He couldn't sleep; he wanted to get to Hermione. Finally, the next day, around noon Harry saw the Malfoy Mansion. As he neared, he saw Draco waiting for him on the Quidditch patch. Harry landed, and took off his cloak, which he had worn the whole way there. Draco was started as he saw Harry appear out of thin air, but smiled.
"Hello, Harry. Hope your trip was fine, let's go inside." They started walking to the house, chatting, just like old friends.
"My trip was fine, but I really want to see Hermione." Draco's smile then vanished. They approached a door that Harry assumed was where Hermione was.
"Harry, there's something I have to tell you. It's about Hermione. The night before I arrived home from visiting you, she and my father were involved in something. . ." before Draco could finish, Harry ran into the room in front of him. Hermione was sitting in a chair, looking out the window. She turned around when she heard the door open. Her eyes grew gigantic when she saw who it was. She jumped up out of the chair and ran to him. Hermione hugged him very tight, and then stepped back. Something was wrong.
"Hermione, something's different about you." He looked her up and down and his eyes grew as they settled on her stomach. It was larger, and more round . . . she was . . .
"YOU'RE PREGANANT? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! HERE I WAS, MOPING AROUND, BEING DEPRESSED, OVER YOU, AND YOU'RE SCREWING LUCIUS MALFOY!" Harry tuned around and started out the door.
"Harry, wait!" Hermione cried, tears running down her face, standing there helplessly. Harry turned his head for a millisecond, and then turned back to the door, reaching to open it.
"HARRY! LISTEN TO ME, PLEASE!"
"Why should I?" Harry asked, moving to leave the room. Hermione fell to the floor, sobbing.
"BECAUSE IT'S YOUR BABY!"
"What?" Harry turned around, like he heard wrong.
"This is your baby, not Lucius Malfoy's." Hermione weakly replied, still on the floor, sobbing so hard, it was shaking her body.
"I thought . . . I mean, Draco said that you and he were involved . . ."
"He tried to rape me."
"Tried?" Harry asked curiously.
"Draco got there in time to get him off of me. He was just in time."
"Herm, I am so sorry, I can't believe that I actually thought that you . . ."
As if words failed him, Harry walked over to Hermione, and picked her up, into his lap. He swayed gently back a forth, hushing her until she stopped crying. He looked into her eyes.
"We're having a baby?"
"We're having a baby." Hermione confirmed.
(This would be such a GREAT place to leave off, but it's just too short! Man, stuff sucks!)
"Sorry to break up the reunion, but my father could just apparate here any minute and catch you. I think you should go." Draco said, coming into the room. Hermione and Harry nodded in agreement, and they left to the Quidditch patch, where Harry's broom was ready. Hermione had nothing to bring, so she didn't have any baggage. The couple mounted the broom and were about to fly away.
"Draco," he turned around at the sound of his name, "come visit us sometime, alright?" Hermione asked, smiling.
"Of course." Draco replied, smiling back. He waved to them as they flew through the sky.
(With Harry & Hermione)
"Harry, what are we going to do once we get to Hogwarts? A student with a baby is against the rules. What if I get kicked out?!" Hermione started to panic.
"You are not going to get kicked out. Do you any spells that can hide your pregnancy?"
"Actually, yes! There is this one spell that they used in medieval times when maidens or royalty weren't supposed to be pregnant." Harry and Hermione had been flying for quite a few hours before this conversation started. It was now the next day and Hogwarts could be seen. When they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest Hermione started to squirm around.
"Harry, get to the ground. I need to perform the spell before we can be seen by anyone in Hogwarts." Harry consented to her wishes and landed his broom. Hermione hopped off and took a deep breath. She pointed her wand at herself and whispered an incantation.
"Totulas transformen poco." Her stomach began to get smaller; it almost looked as if it were deflating. Soon, she looked like her old self.
"This isn't going to hurt the baby, is it?" Harry asked concerned.
"No, something with the spell protects the baby also." Harry nodded.
"Let's get going, Ron will want to see you." Harry took Hermione's hand in his, with his broom in his other hand. They started walking toward the castle.
They stopped by the common room first, and Hermione got attacked by people who welcomed her back. Then they went to Dumbledore's office. When they arrived to the gargoyle, it jumped aside again, and they went up the stairs.
"Enter." Dumbledore's voice commanded when they reached his office. They looked at each other and opened the door.
"Hello Mr. Potter, what can I do for you? Ah, Miss Granger! Wonderful to see you again, but how did you come to be here?" Harry and Hermione related the story to Dumbledore, leaving out the parts about the baby.
"I see. Well, I can tell you are anxious to get back to Gryffindor, so you may be on your way. Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Miss Granger, I have your OWL scores back. Here you go." Dumbledore passed her a large vanilla colored envelope.
"Thanks you Professor." Hermione said, and she and Harry left the room.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Harry asked as they walked down the halls to Gryffindor.
"Not right now. I am going to wait until later." Hermione replied while she turned the envelope over and over in her hands.
"Alright. So, how are you feeling?" Harry asked glancing pointedly at her stomach.
"I'm feeling fine, but there is the morning sickness." Hermione's eyes suddenly grew extremely huge. "Harry! What are we going to do next year? I'm going to have the baby in September! That's when we start school. Also, where are we going to keep the baby while we are in school?"
"Hermione, slow down, breathe, we will think of that when the time comes. We have many other things to think of right now. I promise you, everything will be okay." By now, the couple had reached to Gryffindor entrance. "Let's go see Ron." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You're WHAT?!" Ron questioned incredulously.
"I'm pregnant." Hermione stated simply as she briskly walked around her dorm, cleaning up her things. Harry and Ron were sitting on her bed, and Ron had just finished listening to Hermione's story.
"You can't be PREGNANT! First of all, in order to be pregnant you'd have to," here Ron looked pointedly at Harry, then back to Hermione. He then shuddered. "Alright, bad pictures. Let's skip that part. I thought Harry gave you the half of the bag of 'candies' I gave him at your house last summer."
"Well, he did, but I kind of forgot to take them, in a way." Hermione looked down embarrassed- she never forgot anything.
"Oh, Merlin! What's going to happen next year, when you have an itsy bitsy Hermione or Harry running around? You won't be able to hide the kid!" Harry gave Ron a stern look.
"I've already told Hermione that we'll worry about that later. Right now we have other things to worry about. It's only February and we still have exams this year. Speaking of exams, Hermione, you must look at your results now!"
"I can't bring myself to look; will you two look for me?" When the boys nodded she handed them the envelope gingerly. She sat on the floor in front of them and buried her head in her lap nervously. Hermione could hear the envelope being torn, and two gasps shortly after. She looked up confused at them.
"What? Did I do that horribly?" she asked. They both shook their heads, and Harry stuffed the papers into Hermione's hands. After reading them, she too gasped. The paper read as follows:
Miss Hermione Granger,
We are pleased to present to you your OWL test scores:
In Advanced Transfiguration, you received 15.
In Advanced Charms, you received 15.
In Advanced Ancient Runes, you received 15.
In Advanced Defense against the Dark Arts, you received 15.
In Advanced Herbology, you received 15.
In Advanced Potions, you received 14.
In Advanced Care of Magical Creatures, you received 15.
Congratulations! Out of 105 points, you managed to receive an outstanding 104! We would also like to congratulate you on ranking number 1 in your year, while still taking extra classes. Good luck next year!
Sincerely, The Ministry of Magic
(Let's just say that this year, they changed how they graded tests, and the grading system, because I have no CLUE how they actually do, or if it is even mentioned in the book.)
"Hermione! That's awesome! You did excellent!" Harry exclaimed, hugging Hermione gently.
"Thank you. What did you two get?"
"Well, nothing close to what you got. I got 95 points." Harry said.
"I got 93 points. Way to make us look bad, Hermione." Ron said jokingly.
"You both did great! Though, I think you could have gotten a bit higher if you had studied more." At the look on Hermione's face, both the boys burst out laughing.
"That's our Hermione." Ron said.
"And I wouldn't have her any other way." Harry said, with a smile.
A/N- Again, I am so sorry for not posting sooner! I've been busy reading other fanfics, and also other stuff. Anyways, I would like to get 60 reviews before I post my next chapter. So, if you want to find out what happens next- REVIEW! (I know, I'm so evil- muahaha!) -meg
Chapter 12- Saving Hermione
"-and so here I am." Draco concluded after relating the entire story to Harry. Harry was sitting against the wall in his dorm room speechless. Hermione was working as a servant in the Malfoy home?
"When can we go to get her?" Harry finally asked. The question lingered in the air as Draco thought it over.
"Well, it takes about a day to get to the house. But, we can't risk going there anytime soon, father is having his drinking buddies over and it would not be a good idea to barge in while they are in the middle of whatever they do." Harry nodded.
"So, how long will that be? Two, three days?"
"That's when I will be going home, but you will come later."
"Why can't I come then? I want to get Hermione as soon as possible."
"I need to make sure that everything is fine with my father before you come. Don't worry; I will take care of Hermione for you."
Harry nodded, although he wasn't sure if he could trust Draco yet. The newly found friendship had just begun, and they were still wary of each other.
"I will owl you as soon as I think it is fit for you to come, along with directions to my house."
"Alright. Just don't let anything happen to Hermione." Draco nodded.
The next two days were full of planning and more planning. Everything had to be perfect. Even Ron got in on the planning after he heard what happened to Hermione. Everyone was anxious to have her back. Draco left two days after he came and Harry returned to moping, waiting for the most important owl of his life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Get off me!"
"Don't fight, I know you want me." In a last attempt, Hermione dug her nails deep into his back. She could hear and feel them going through his skin. In turn, he back-handed her so hard it sent Hermione flailing to the floor, off the bed. She got onto her hands and knees and scurried to the door as quick as she could.
"No you don't. You're a feisty one, I like that." He got up and lifted Hermione off the floor and put her back onto the bed. There was nothing she could do, he was twice a big as her, and he had her pinned to the bed. 'Please, God, help me!' Hermione couldn't help but flinch when he started to fondle her. She squeezed her legs together tightly, but he managed to pry her thighs apart. 'This is it,' Hermione thought.
"Please help me," Hermione whimpered pitifully. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry continued to wait for the owl from Draco. Days turned into weeks, and finally it had been two whole months. Harry was falling deeper and deeper into depression. He didn't understand what was taking so long. Did something go wrong? Did Draco betray him? Harry was silent during the day, and cried himself to sleep at night. Everyone knew that they couldn't imagine the type of suffering Harry was going through.
"Harry, time to get up." Ron said cautiously.
"I don't want to. There is no point."
"Sure there is. You need to continue living your life. You will soon be able to go and be Hermione's knight in shining armor. But now, you have to go to breakfast." Ron pulled Harry covers off of him, and pulled open the curtains, allowing sunlight to pour in.
"Fine, I'm up. Give me ten minutes to get ready." Fifteen minutes later the two boys were in the Great Hall eating breakfast. Harry anxiously looked up as the owl post came. Owls flew everywhere, bringing both joyful and distressing news. Many families were getting attacked by Voldemort again, and many students could be seen in hysterics after they learned the news that their family had been killed. Harry began to become downcast again when he didn't see any owl coming to him.
"Harry, look!" Ron pointed in the air. There, was a tired looking bird with a letter, heading straight to Harry. The letter was dropped onto Harry's plate, now empty. He slowly picked it up and began to open it. He could feel hope rushing through his veins.
Harry-
Sorry for not owling you sooner, but my father was being troublesome, and you couldn't come. But now, he is away for business in America, and it is safe for you. He will not be back for almost a month. Attached to this letter is a magical map that you can follow, on your broom, and it will lead you to my house. Prepare to leave tomorrow afternoon after classes. Do not tell anyone about this, except for Ron. Hermione desperately misses you and says she loves you with all of her heart. See you soon, Harry.
-Draco
Harry felt his heart jump into his throat in anticipation. He was finally going to get Hermione back! He took Ron by the shirt and pulled him to the Common Room, where he showed him the letter, and went to pack.
Soon enough, it was time to leave. Ron kept begging Harry to let him go with, but Harry refused. It would be easier with less people. Harry walked out past Hagrid's hut, and into the forbidden forest under his invisibility cloak. Once in the forest, Harry mounted his broom and was off. Harry flew all through the rest of the day, and also the night. He couldn't sleep; he wanted to get to Hermione. Finally, the next day, around noon Harry saw the Malfoy Mansion. As he neared, he saw Draco waiting for him on the Quidditch patch. Harry landed, and took off his cloak, which he had worn the whole way there. Draco was started as he saw Harry appear out of thin air, but smiled.
"Hello, Harry. Hope your trip was fine, let's go inside." They started walking to the house, chatting, just like old friends.
"My trip was fine, but I really want to see Hermione." Draco's smile then vanished. They approached a door that Harry assumed was where Hermione was.
"Harry, there's something I have to tell you. It's about Hermione. The night before I arrived home from visiting you, she and my father were involved in something. . ." before Draco could finish, Harry ran into the room in front of him. Hermione was sitting in a chair, looking out the window. She turned around when she heard the door open. Her eyes grew gigantic when she saw who it was. She jumped up out of the chair and ran to him. Hermione hugged him very tight, and then stepped back. Something was wrong.
"Hermione, something's different about you." He looked her up and down and his eyes grew as they settled on her stomach. It was larger, and more round . . . she was . . .
"YOU'RE PREGANANT? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! HERE I WAS, MOPING AROUND, BEING DEPRESSED, OVER YOU, AND YOU'RE SCREWING LUCIUS MALFOY!" Harry tuned around and started out the door.
"Harry, wait!" Hermione cried, tears running down her face, standing there helplessly. Harry turned his head for a millisecond, and then turned back to the door, reaching to open it.
"HARRY! LISTEN TO ME, PLEASE!"
"Why should I?" Harry asked, moving to leave the room. Hermione fell to the floor, sobbing.
"BECAUSE IT'S YOUR BABY!"
"What?" Harry turned around, like he heard wrong.
"This is your baby, not Lucius Malfoy's." Hermione weakly replied, still on the floor, sobbing so hard, it was shaking her body.
"I thought . . . I mean, Draco said that you and he were involved . . ."
"He tried to rape me."
"Tried?" Harry asked curiously.
"Draco got there in time to get him off of me. He was just in time."
"Herm, I am so sorry, I can't believe that I actually thought that you . . ."
As if words failed him, Harry walked over to Hermione, and picked her up, into his lap. He swayed gently back a forth, hushing her until she stopped crying. He looked into her eyes.
"We're having a baby?"
"We're having a baby." Hermione confirmed.
(This would be such a GREAT place to leave off, but it's just too short! Man, stuff sucks!)
"Sorry to break up the reunion, but my father could just apparate here any minute and catch you. I think you should go." Draco said, coming into the room. Hermione and Harry nodded in agreement, and they left to the Quidditch patch, where Harry's broom was ready. Hermione had nothing to bring, so she didn't have any baggage. The couple mounted the broom and were about to fly away.
"Draco," he turned around at the sound of his name, "come visit us sometime, alright?" Hermione asked, smiling.
"Of course." Draco replied, smiling back. He waved to them as they flew through the sky.
(With Harry & Hermione)
"Harry, what are we going to do once we get to Hogwarts? A student with a baby is against the rules. What if I get kicked out?!" Hermione started to panic.
"You are not going to get kicked out. Do you any spells that can hide your pregnancy?"
"Actually, yes! There is this one spell that they used in medieval times when maidens or royalty weren't supposed to be pregnant." Harry and Hermione had been flying for quite a few hours before this conversation started. It was now the next day and Hogwarts could be seen. When they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest Hermione started to squirm around.
"Harry, get to the ground. I need to perform the spell before we can be seen by anyone in Hogwarts." Harry consented to her wishes and landed his broom. Hermione hopped off and took a deep breath. She pointed her wand at herself and whispered an incantation.
"Totulas transformen poco." Her stomach began to get smaller; it almost looked as if it were deflating. Soon, she looked like her old self.
"This isn't going to hurt the baby, is it?" Harry asked concerned.
"No, something with the spell protects the baby also." Harry nodded.
"Let's get going, Ron will want to see you." Harry took Hermione's hand in his, with his broom in his other hand. They started walking toward the castle.
They stopped by the common room first, and Hermione got attacked by people who welcomed her back. Then they went to Dumbledore's office. When they arrived to the gargoyle, it jumped aside again, and they went up the stairs.
"Enter." Dumbledore's voice commanded when they reached his office. They looked at each other and opened the door.
"Hello Mr. Potter, what can I do for you? Ah, Miss Granger! Wonderful to see you again, but how did you come to be here?" Harry and Hermione related the story to Dumbledore, leaving out the parts about the baby.
"I see. Well, I can tell you are anxious to get back to Gryffindor, so you may be on your way. Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Miss Granger, I have your OWL scores back. Here you go." Dumbledore passed her a large vanilla colored envelope.
"Thanks you Professor." Hermione said, and she and Harry left the room.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Harry asked as they walked down the halls to Gryffindor.
"Not right now. I am going to wait until later." Hermione replied while she turned the envelope over and over in her hands.
"Alright. So, how are you feeling?" Harry asked glancing pointedly at her stomach.
"I'm feeling fine, but there is the morning sickness." Hermione's eyes suddenly grew extremely huge. "Harry! What are we going to do next year? I'm going to have the baby in September! That's when we start school. Also, where are we going to keep the baby while we are in school?"
"Hermione, slow down, breathe, we will think of that when the time comes. We have many other things to think of right now. I promise you, everything will be okay." By now, the couple had reached to Gryffindor entrance. "Let's go see Ron." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You're WHAT?!" Ron questioned incredulously.
"I'm pregnant." Hermione stated simply as she briskly walked around her dorm, cleaning up her things. Harry and Ron were sitting on her bed, and Ron had just finished listening to Hermione's story.
"You can't be PREGNANT! First of all, in order to be pregnant you'd have to," here Ron looked pointedly at Harry, then back to Hermione. He then shuddered. "Alright, bad pictures. Let's skip that part. I thought Harry gave you the half of the bag of 'candies' I gave him at your house last summer."
"Well, he did, but I kind of forgot to take them, in a way." Hermione looked down embarrassed- she never forgot anything.
"Oh, Merlin! What's going to happen next year, when you have an itsy bitsy Hermione or Harry running around? You won't be able to hide the kid!" Harry gave Ron a stern look.
"I've already told Hermione that we'll worry about that later. Right now we have other things to worry about. It's only February and we still have exams this year. Speaking of exams, Hermione, you must look at your results now!"
"I can't bring myself to look; will you two look for me?" When the boys nodded she handed them the envelope gingerly. She sat on the floor in front of them and buried her head in her lap nervously. Hermione could hear the envelope being torn, and two gasps shortly after. She looked up confused at them.
"What? Did I do that horribly?" she asked. They both shook their heads, and Harry stuffed the papers into Hermione's hands. After reading them, she too gasped. The paper read as follows:
Miss Hermione Granger,
We are pleased to present to you your OWL test scores:
In Advanced Transfiguration, you received 15.
In Advanced Charms, you received 15.
In Advanced Ancient Runes, you received 15.
In Advanced Defense against the Dark Arts, you received 15.
In Advanced Herbology, you received 15.
In Advanced Potions, you received 14.
In Advanced Care of Magical Creatures, you received 15.
Congratulations! Out of 105 points, you managed to receive an outstanding 104! We would also like to congratulate you on ranking number 1 in your year, while still taking extra classes. Good luck next year!
Sincerely, The Ministry of Magic
(Let's just say that this year, they changed how they graded tests, and the grading system, because I have no CLUE how they actually do, or if it is even mentioned in the book.)
"Hermione! That's awesome! You did excellent!" Harry exclaimed, hugging Hermione gently.
"Thank you. What did you two get?"
"Well, nothing close to what you got. I got 95 points." Harry said.
"I got 93 points. Way to make us look bad, Hermione." Ron said jokingly.
"You both did great! Though, I think you could have gotten a bit higher if you had studied more." At the look on Hermione's face, both the boys burst out laughing.
"That's our Hermione." Ron said.
"And I wouldn't have her any other way." Harry said, with a smile.
A/N- Again, I am so sorry for not posting sooner! I've been busy reading other fanfics, and also other stuff. Anyways, I would like to get 60 reviews before I post my next chapter. So, if you want to find out what happens next- REVIEW! (I know, I'm so evil- muahaha!) -meg
