A/N: Okay I would like to thank ALL of the wonderful reviewers for reviewing!!! Also-Forgotten One-I will try to shape up on spelling, thanks for mentioning it! Well this one's going to be a little more into my dearly planned story line, so read, and enjoy.

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The Weasel's Damsel

By: Silver Ice

Hermione's P.O.V

I stood patiently in the entrance hall as I waited for Harry and Ron to come. Today there was a trip to Hogsmeade, and we'd all agreed to spend the day shopping together.

"Hermione, there you are, we thought you were meeting us in the common room," Harry exclaimed as he and Ron clamored down the stairs.

"No, you said to wait here," I replied shaking my head.

"Okay, lets argue about this on our way to Hogsmeade," Ron said opening the doors.

"Thank you kind sir," I said as I went through the doorway.

"Of course milady," Ron said, slightly bowing his head.

"Not again," Harry said, slapping his forehead as he walked outside.

Ron rolled his eyes and let the door slam shut. Smiling, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and we walked through the melting snow of late February. The walk wasn't usually too long, but the usual grassy pathway was still coated with a sheet of thin ice. As we entered Zonko's joke shop, I felt grateful to be out of the cold.

"Come on, I want to show you something," Ron exclaimed leading me to the back. I looked at the wall and was surprised to see the wall filled to the top with little animals.

"Are they alive?" I asked in amazement.

"No, they're realistic though!" Ron said lifting up a brown animal.

It took me a moment to name what he was holding, but I realized it when he faced the front of it to me, "That's a weasel! Ha, you should get it."

"You know what, I think I will," Ron said.

I smiled as we continued to scan the rest of the store. It was amusing to watch them both find things, and start laughing hysterically about them.

Finally, in what seemed like ages, Ron paid for his weasel, and we began to head to Honeydukes.

As soon as we stepped into the shop, the smell of chocolate overcame me. Between the three of us, we must have gotten one of every sweet. By three we were all ready for a break, and made our way to the crowded Three Broomsticks.

Hogwarts students were scattered throughout the room, all happily sipping on butter beers. The only open spot was the grubby corner table that no one ever sat at.

"Well, looks like we don't have any other choice, at least we'll be able to sit," Harry said moving through the crowd. I slid into the moth eaten seat, and placed my bags underneath it.

"They need to fix this table, it's more than disgusting," I said, writing my name on the dusty surface. Taking the edge of his robe, Harry swiped the dust off, causing a great puff to fly into the air. I sneezed loudly as the dust sprinkled onto the floor.

"Oops, sorry Hermione," Harry said dropping his robe.

I coughed one last time before mumbling, "Don't be sorry."

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By the time we left the Three Broomsticks, and reached the common room, it was well past 10:00. Exhaustedly, I headed up to my dorm, and fell back on to my bed, not even bothering to change.

The walls around me were dark gray, dripping water was coming from within them. I stumbled through the hallway, searching for a way out. My hands ran over the crumbling rock, willing them to find a knob. I walked for what seemed like miles, when I finally felt cool metal under my hand. Turning the knob, I yanked the door open. It was even darker than in the hallway, but I went in. The dripping was getting louder now, and I heard faint noise from a distance. "Hello," I mumbled. There was no reply. The further I got, the louder the noise became, yet I still couldn't figure out what it was. Squinting, I could see a faint light far ahead. Hope took over me as I dashed madly toward it. When I reached it at last, there was a door. I opened it slowly and looked into the lightly lit room. At first, I saw nothing, but looking to my side, I saw what I feared…

End

A/N: Told you it would get a little better! Ha, I win, you loose. K Well, I have 9 reviews now, so if I get 12 then I'll post chapter 4, deal. (flames count)

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