A/N: sorry for the wait, I didn't have access to a computer for a week (how
painful it can be!). Here you go, another chapter, don't get too excited
(no, I am not an egotistic freak, I'm being sarcastic).
Chapter 4- We Are Not Willow and Xander
"Pay attention. You have to find out the name of a plant which can turn people into flying purple dogs, you will then write an essay on this plant. If you can't find the name of this plant you will serve detention with me on Monday," and with out further ado potions class ended on Friday, the day that is not coincidently named the Final Stand of the Sane.
The students filed out of the classroom after Snape, eager to get to their common rooms and a break from class. But one person didn't follow. That person was Hermione Granger who was still sitting in her front row seat, back ram rod straight and her face completely void of emotion. This is how her "friends" Ron and Harry found her after the rest of the students had left the class room. Ron and Harry had been ignoring Hermione all week because of her insistence that she only talk about her recent obsession, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Ron and Harry walked in front of Hermione and stood there expectantly, waiting for her to notice them, which she didn't. Unknown to her friends, Hermione had retreated from the bleak reality which was her life and into the Buffy verse; it was her own fantasy, her own brand of escapism. Ron, still standing in front of Hermione began to wave his hand in front of Hermione's face, "Hermione? Are you there? We've got homework you know, you might want to get started or something," Ron then turned to Harry with an exasperated look on his face, "You think she's ignoring us now? I mean, this is taking it a bit too far don't you think? We're standing right in front of her."
Harry looked at Ron doubtfully, and then looked at Hermione, who was still sitting there, oblivious to everything, "Maybe Malfoy did something to her, and she's been that way ever since Malfoy started annoying her."
"Nah, I reckon that she's just ignoring us. When we walk out of the room she'll get up and go. Well then Hermione, if you want to do that go ahead, we were just about to forgive you."
Harry interrupted Ron's rant at the unresponsive Hermione, "Ron, Hermione wouldn't do that, she's not that childish. I think something's genuinely something wrong with her."
At this Hermione suddenly broke her blank stare at the front of the room with a slight shake of her head and looked at Harry, "What's wrong with me Xander?"
Harry and Ron, who were looking at each other jumped and turned to Hermione. Harry then decided to respond, "Nothing apparently. Wait, did you just call me Xander?"
Hermione looked at Harry, puzzled, "Yeah, it's your name isn't it?" she said to him slowly.
This interesting and extremely wrong statement clued Harry and Ron in on the fact that something wasn't quite right with Hermione at the moment. So in true male style they both stood gawking at Hermione as if she were an escapee from a leper colony. Hermione gave them both a confused smile and proceeded to pack her bag, "Nice try. It was a good joke to play on me, especially after a science lesson like that. So, what are we going to do on this wonderfully free Friday night? Hit the Bronze, or is Buffy going on patrol?"
Hermione got out of her seat and looked questioningly at the two dumbfounded boys standing across from her, "Xander? Willow? Are you guys alright? You know, that last lesson wasn't that bad, I mean, I'm still with the land of the living."
Ron was the first to emerge from his shocked stupor, "Hermione, our names are Ron and Harry. We are not Xander and Willow, whoever they are."
Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said nonchalantly, "Okay, the joke was discovered a few minutes before. So, as much as I love you both, I think I will leave now and let you two sort yourselves out. I'll go find Buffy and find out what's on tonight. Is that okay, or do you want me to take you to a psychiatrist of some kind?"
Harry and Ron, who were not one's to break a trend stood there as Hermione took one last look at them, shook her head and walked off muttering. Harry stiffly walked to one of the desks and sat down at it, while taking yoga breaths that his Aunt Petunia had been practicing over the summer. Ron looked at Harry and said the statement that sealed the fate of Hermione's social future, "She's cracked, utterly and completely cracked." Harry could only nod in agreement as he realised just what had happened to their best friend.
Hermione, who was in search of Buffy, who consequently did not exist and did not live in the castle of Hogwarts, was exasperated over her friends' behaviour. Xander and Willow were playing one weird joke on her, and to be honest it had freaked her out, usually Willow couldn't lie to save herself and wouldn't go along with it and Xander usually burst out laughing after three seconds. It wasn't like them to act like that. Hermione unconsciously said the password to the Fat Lady and climbed into the portrait and up to her dorm; she was now at what she considered 'home'.
Needless to say two completely astounded boys were slowly walking through the corridors of Hogwarts and decided that they should confront Hermione and find out if she really believed that they were different people. If she was just playing with them, well, they would all go back to normal. If she wasn't joking, then they figured that St Mungo's wouldn't suffer if they had another patient.
A/N: finally! Things are starting to happen. I'm sorry that it took so long to get into the story, if I didn't then no one would have a clue what was happening. Any way, I hope you enjoy the fic and come back another time.
Chapter 4- We Are Not Willow and Xander
"Pay attention. You have to find out the name of a plant which can turn people into flying purple dogs, you will then write an essay on this plant. If you can't find the name of this plant you will serve detention with me on Monday," and with out further ado potions class ended on Friday, the day that is not coincidently named the Final Stand of the Sane.
The students filed out of the classroom after Snape, eager to get to their common rooms and a break from class. But one person didn't follow. That person was Hermione Granger who was still sitting in her front row seat, back ram rod straight and her face completely void of emotion. This is how her "friends" Ron and Harry found her after the rest of the students had left the class room. Ron and Harry had been ignoring Hermione all week because of her insistence that she only talk about her recent obsession, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Ron and Harry walked in front of Hermione and stood there expectantly, waiting for her to notice them, which she didn't. Unknown to her friends, Hermione had retreated from the bleak reality which was her life and into the Buffy verse; it was her own fantasy, her own brand of escapism. Ron, still standing in front of Hermione began to wave his hand in front of Hermione's face, "Hermione? Are you there? We've got homework you know, you might want to get started or something," Ron then turned to Harry with an exasperated look on his face, "You think she's ignoring us now? I mean, this is taking it a bit too far don't you think? We're standing right in front of her."
Harry looked at Ron doubtfully, and then looked at Hermione, who was still sitting there, oblivious to everything, "Maybe Malfoy did something to her, and she's been that way ever since Malfoy started annoying her."
"Nah, I reckon that she's just ignoring us. When we walk out of the room she'll get up and go. Well then Hermione, if you want to do that go ahead, we were just about to forgive you."
Harry interrupted Ron's rant at the unresponsive Hermione, "Ron, Hermione wouldn't do that, she's not that childish. I think something's genuinely something wrong with her."
At this Hermione suddenly broke her blank stare at the front of the room with a slight shake of her head and looked at Harry, "What's wrong with me Xander?"
Harry and Ron, who were looking at each other jumped and turned to Hermione. Harry then decided to respond, "Nothing apparently. Wait, did you just call me Xander?"
Hermione looked at Harry, puzzled, "Yeah, it's your name isn't it?" she said to him slowly.
This interesting and extremely wrong statement clued Harry and Ron in on the fact that something wasn't quite right with Hermione at the moment. So in true male style they both stood gawking at Hermione as if she were an escapee from a leper colony. Hermione gave them both a confused smile and proceeded to pack her bag, "Nice try. It was a good joke to play on me, especially after a science lesson like that. So, what are we going to do on this wonderfully free Friday night? Hit the Bronze, or is Buffy going on patrol?"
Hermione got out of her seat and looked questioningly at the two dumbfounded boys standing across from her, "Xander? Willow? Are you guys alright? You know, that last lesson wasn't that bad, I mean, I'm still with the land of the living."
Ron was the first to emerge from his shocked stupor, "Hermione, our names are Ron and Harry. We are not Xander and Willow, whoever they are."
Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said nonchalantly, "Okay, the joke was discovered a few minutes before. So, as much as I love you both, I think I will leave now and let you two sort yourselves out. I'll go find Buffy and find out what's on tonight. Is that okay, or do you want me to take you to a psychiatrist of some kind?"
Harry and Ron, who were not one's to break a trend stood there as Hermione took one last look at them, shook her head and walked off muttering. Harry stiffly walked to one of the desks and sat down at it, while taking yoga breaths that his Aunt Petunia had been practicing over the summer. Ron looked at Harry and said the statement that sealed the fate of Hermione's social future, "She's cracked, utterly and completely cracked." Harry could only nod in agreement as he realised just what had happened to their best friend.
Hermione, who was in search of Buffy, who consequently did not exist and did not live in the castle of Hogwarts, was exasperated over her friends' behaviour. Xander and Willow were playing one weird joke on her, and to be honest it had freaked her out, usually Willow couldn't lie to save herself and wouldn't go along with it and Xander usually burst out laughing after three seconds. It wasn't like them to act like that. Hermione unconsciously said the password to the Fat Lady and climbed into the portrait and up to her dorm; she was now at what she considered 'home'.
Needless to say two completely astounded boys were slowly walking through the corridors of Hogwarts and decided that they should confront Hermione and find out if she really believed that they were different people. If she was just playing with them, well, they would all go back to normal. If she wasn't joking, then they figured that St Mungo's wouldn't suffer if they had another patient.
A/N: finally! Things are starting to happen. I'm sorry that it took so long to get into the story, if I didn't then no one would have a clue what was happening. Any way, I hope you enjoy the fic and come back another time.