Isabel



Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot

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Chapter 3

Hogsmeade and a muggle-game



"Come on Isabel, hurry up, the boys are already waiting for us".

"Hermoine, please help me, what should I wear, this red sweater or this blue one ?"

"Well, I think the blue one. But who cares anyway ? Come one, we've got to go."

"I hope Harry does" Isabel sighed and pulled on the dark-blue sweater.

Hermione was already at he door, but when she heard Isabels words, she turned around and walked back to her friend. "You really like him, don't you ?"

"Well, yes, but I don't hope it's too obvious. I don't want everybody to notice I like him, but I like it when he knows, eh. you know what I mean ?"

"Yes, I know exactly what you mean. But why don't you tell him that you like him ? I'm sure he's happy to hear that. He blushes every time when he sees you" Hermoine laughed.

"I don't think that's a very good idea. What will happen when I get my memory back ? They'll sent me back where I came from, so I think it is better to leave it this way".

Hermoine nodded. Isabel was right. It would only cause a lot of grief and no one would get better of that.

Isabel walked to the door. "Well, come on then. Don't keep them waiting Hermione, you know they don't like that" she said and ran downstairs, laughing, when she saw Hermoines would-be angry face.

*** In the meantime Harry and Ron were indeed waiting for the girls. They were very excited about their Hogsmeade-trip, because they had loads to buy at the Quidditch-shop. They both looked upwards when they heard Isabel and Hermione run down the stairs.

"There they are, at last. We stood here more than an hour waiting for you" overdid Ron as they came downstairs.

"But it was word the waiting " Harry whispered and his eyes never left Isabel. She looked amazing in her blue sweater.

"Why don't you tell her so ? You really like her, don't you ?"

"Yeah, I really do, but I'm afraid that .."

"Don't. Just go for it. I think she's not the kind of girl who would laugh in your face when you tell her."

Harry sighed. Ron was right, maybe he should tell her. But not today, maybe another time when they were together, alone. He noticed that the girls were walking more than 25 yards ahead them.

"Come on, Ron, we've got to keep them up, otherwise they are already in Hogsmeade when we are only halfway"

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As always on Hogsmeade-weekends, it was very crowded at the Three Broomsticks. They were very thirsty from their walk, it was already very warm at it would become much warmer, so they tried to get a table when Ron purchased their drinks.

"Where do you want go, Isabel ? I really think you would like Zonko's, it's the jokeshop. They have loads of good stuff. And, oh, don't forget Honeydukes, I really have to go there, too, because I'm almost running out of Sugar Quills."

"I think we should go there first, because I also want to spend some time in the bookshop and you want to go to the Quidditch-shop, right ?"

Both Harry and Ron nodded. They left their table and went outside, right into the crowd for Honeydukes' store. When it was their turn, they bought loads of candy, brownies and pastries.

"Maybe we could have a picknick on our way back" said Hermione enthousiastically. "Wait, I'll buy also something to drink" and she went to get some Butterbeers.

As the boys wanted to go to the Quidditch-shop, they seperated and agreed to meet in an hour at the end of the village.

"I've heard they opened a new shop in the village, one which sells all kind of Muggle-stuff. Do you mind if we take a look over there before we go to the bookshop? Here it is, it's called 'The Pedlar', come on, let's take a look", and they went inside.

Both of them were very excited about the stuff which was sold, and Hermione couldn't resist to buy a set of badminton-rackets. "It's really a nice game, I'll explain later, after the picknick", and they went outside. The next stop was the bookshop.

"I hope they have that book which I ordered" said Hermione as they stepped inside.

It was less crowded in here, but non the less they had to wait a while before someone could help them, so they looked a little about. They had some very interesting books, and both Hermione and Isabel had a pleasant time reading while they had to wait.

When the witch finally had time to help them, it was almost an hour later, so they had to run for their meeting with Harry and Ron. The four of them walked easily back to the castle, happily chatting.

As they were back at Hogwarts'grounds, they sat down in the grass and unpacked the food and drinks. After a while Hermione became restless, and asked "Who's in for a game of badminton?" Isabel stood immediately up and whiped the grass from her jeans.

"Come on, 'Mione, I'll beat your ass up"

"Duh ! I don't think so. I am the Badminton-Queen of the Muggle-world" Hermione yelled and grabbed one of the rackets.

"Well, we'd better do it the first time without the rules. You have to hit the shuttle with your racket and strike it to me, and I'll strike it back, and so on an on. If you miss the shuttle, the other one will earn one point. Got it ? O.k, let's play then"

Both of them were very fanatical, so they didn't lost sight of the shuttle and were not aware of a figure in a dark cloak, who walked nearby on the sandy road.

"Take this one" said Isabel ans she struck the shuttle as hard as she could"

"O no, you can't beat me girl"said Hermione and runned backwarts to catch the shuttle with her racket.

"Hermione, watch out !!!" the boys cried, but it was too late. Before she could turn herself around, she bumped into the man and both of them tumbled in the grass. Hermione fell right onto the man's chest and he pushed her away, stood up and whiped his robes.

"What the hell were you doing ? Can't you watch were you go, you stupid girl !!!"

Hermoine recognised the voice immediately. She gasped and took a frightened look upwards. She stared right into the black eyes of a very angry and vicious potions master.

'Bloody hell, why does something like that always happens to me' she thought and raised herself from the ground.

At that moment Professor Snape recognised the girl in fromt of him. "I could've known, Miss, Granger. Of course it is you. Only a muggleborn like you could come up with such a stupid game and running like an idiot after ..this" and he held up the now very damaged shuttle.

"Please, Professor, it wasn't het fault. It was me who made her run like that, i was the one hitting that stupid thing to hard".

"Silence !!! I will not tolerate behaviour like this. I will deduct fifty points from Gryffindor and you have a detention at eight o'clock, Miss Granger. I'll learn you to behave", and with these words he turned around and walked back in the direction of the castle.

"The bastard, he knows bloody well you didn't do that on purpose. Who wants to be that close to him anyway" said Ron as he tried to comfort Hermione.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Well, it could've been worse. Imagine the punishment if I really damaged him" she said.

"I don't want to play badminton anymore. Come on, let's go back to the castle. We've got a few more hours before it is eight o'clock and I want to spend that time pleasantly. Merlin knows what I have to do for detention ".