The next day Hermione went to Professor McGonagall's office, and began the speech she had planned the night before in bed.
"Professor, I was wondering if I could, instead of having one spare, take Divination. While it is not a subject that interests me overmuch, I feel that I should be well rounded in the magical world, and I would like to be less prejudiced toward it." Hermione said, rather nervously.
"Why, yes, Hermione," Professor McGonagall said smiling. "I think that is quite a mature way to look at it. I'll change your schedule right away!" She wrote something on a piece of parchment, and then handed it to Hermione. Hermione left, feeling ecstatic, her mind chanting "Firenze! Firenze! Firenze!"

Walking down the hall, Hermione looked at her parchment and almost squealed. She had Divination today! She would have skipped down the hall, but her bookbag was too heavy. Books! She completely forgot that she wouldn't have the text! She ran back to her dormitory, and ran headlong into Ginny.
"Ginny! I was looking for you! I'm in Divination! Your class, since I skipped a year! Do you think that your mother would pick the book up for me if I sent her the name and money?"
Ginny beamed. "Of course! But come on, you'll be late for breakfast! Hurry!"
Hermione couldn't stop smiling.