Wow, it's been AGES! I mean ages, so sorry!
Well, this is just a stupid little chapter to prove to you all that I
haven't fallen off the face of the planet while I figure out what to do!
Hermione was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, staring into the roaring fire and twisting Draco's scarf though her fingers when Ron and Harry burst through the portrait hole.
"Hey, Hermione are you okay?" Harry asked, throwing his arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah, Monie, how come you weren't in Potions? We had to make up some excuse about you feeling really ill to Snape."
"Oh God! Snape! I completely forgot about potions!"
"Herm, err, no offence, but how did you forget about potions?" Harry asked, looking at her through a mass of untidy hair.
"Yea, Snape's not the kinda guy you forget about, I mean, diviniation, then you have a point but potions-" Ron said, grinning as he stared at Hermione's horrified expression.
"Oh no, I bet Snape was really angry wasn't he?" Hermione whimpered as she jumped up from the bright red chair.
"Well, Neville melted another cauldron, so that distracted him a good five minuets."
"Oh my God, Snape is gonna kill me! I have to apologise to him right away!" She said, grabbing her bag and heading out the portrait hole.
"Herm- I really don't think that'll work!" Ron yelled after her, but the portrait had already snapped closed behind her, "You know, she never did say why she missed potions."
"It was probably just a Hermione thing, you know, like that time in third year when she missed charms."
"I guess, come on, let's go to Herbology, she'll probably meet us there anyway."
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Hermione took the stair to the dungeons two at a time as her bag bang into her leg. Reaching Professor Snape's room, she paused, took a deep breath and smoothed the front of her robes.
"You'll be fine, just explain your sorry you missed the lesson and you'll catch up on the work you missed in detention."
Taking another deep breath she knocked on the door. There was a vague sound of "Come in" so she slid the heavy iron door open and silently closed it behind her.
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Yeah, really short! Sorry, nothing much happened, but there you go, anyways. please review and stuff! Oh yeah, don't own Harry Potter, never have, never will (Unless I modify JK's will so she leaves me her vast, vast fortune and all the Harry Potter characters when she dies.. j/k )
Hermione was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, staring into the roaring fire and twisting Draco's scarf though her fingers when Ron and Harry burst through the portrait hole.
"Hey, Hermione are you okay?" Harry asked, throwing his arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah, Monie, how come you weren't in Potions? We had to make up some excuse about you feeling really ill to Snape."
"Oh God! Snape! I completely forgot about potions!"
"Herm, err, no offence, but how did you forget about potions?" Harry asked, looking at her through a mass of untidy hair.
"Yea, Snape's not the kinda guy you forget about, I mean, diviniation, then you have a point but potions-" Ron said, grinning as he stared at Hermione's horrified expression.
"Oh no, I bet Snape was really angry wasn't he?" Hermione whimpered as she jumped up from the bright red chair.
"Well, Neville melted another cauldron, so that distracted him a good five minuets."
"Oh my God, Snape is gonna kill me! I have to apologise to him right away!" She said, grabbing her bag and heading out the portrait hole.
"Herm- I really don't think that'll work!" Ron yelled after her, but the portrait had already snapped closed behind her, "You know, she never did say why she missed potions."
"It was probably just a Hermione thing, you know, like that time in third year when she missed charms."
"I guess, come on, let's go to Herbology, she'll probably meet us there anyway."
*********
Hermione took the stair to the dungeons two at a time as her bag bang into her leg. Reaching Professor Snape's room, she paused, took a deep breath and smoothed the front of her robes.
"You'll be fine, just explain your sorry you missed the lesson and you'll catch up on the work you missed in detention."
Taking another deep breath she knocked on the door. There was a vague sound of "Come in" so she slid the heavy iron door open and silently closed it behind her.
******
Yeah, really short! Sorry, nothing much happened, but there you go, anyways. please review and stuff! Oh yeah, don't own Harry Potter, never have, never will (Unless I modify JK's will so she leaves me her vast, vast fortune and all the Harry Potter characters when she dies.. j/k )
