A/N: Don't get bored of this story because the interesting part of the
story is going to come sooner.. or later.
Hermione's POV
The next two days passed in quite a blur. In between classes, Hogwarts students were heard all over chatting excitedly about the upcoming event. I was getting pretty annoyed at all these whispers. "Jeez, if I hear the word trip ONE more time, I swear I will scream!!!" I said to Harry and Ron. Suddenly, as if God hated me, I hear Lavender and Parvati whispering to each other about the "trip" as they walk past.
I had it. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I screamed as loudly as I could, trying to prove my point. But it was quickly muffled by Harry's hand as he clamped it over my mouth, so not to attract too much attention. I knew some noise still got out because people stopped what they were doing and stared at me as we walked quickly to Transfiguration. "Mione, calm down. Just bear with us for five more hours. It'll stop at dinner when Dumbledore announces the two people." Ron told me, looking around at our captivated audience. I sighed and nodded. This was going to be the longest five hours of my life, I can tell you that.
"YES! DINNER IS FINALLY HERE!" I cheered silently to myself. I had learned my lesson, no more screaming out loud for me. I absolutely could NOT stand one more minute of hearing the students whisper, and you don't even WANT to know how greatly relieved when 7:00 finally came. "Now!" Dumbledore boomed with his aged voice as the students quieted down. "I know you have been waiting anxiously for this date and time, but I'm warning you NOT to get your hopes up." He said, imitating what Ron had said earlier. "This is a very large school and only two people can be chosen. So, let's get on with it. Minerva?" he asked. The Transfiguration Professor brought the patched and dirty hat out and set it on a stool. The hat began to talk:
The wisest hat there can be,
Is the sorting hat, I..
I have sorted you into houses,
As the years have flown by.
No smart aleck student knows more than me.
Nothing can be counted on, not even a test
Your peers, acquaintances, and enemies might be chosen.
So wish and hope, but fear none,
Because I know best!
The students traditionally clapped. "And now the moment you have all been waiting for.." the hat trailed off. "The two lucky people are.. HERMIONE GRANGER AND DRACO MALFOY!" I could feel her heart rising one second and plummeting the next. Yes, I think it was confirmed. God hated me. I didn't think I heard right. "Maybe I needed a hearing aid!!" I thought frantically. The whole entire hall was silent. Someone who sneezed right about now would've been teased for life. Finally somebody yelled out, probably Lee Jordan, "EXCUSE ME DUMBLEDORE? UMM. NOT TO BE RUDE OR ANYTHING, BUT, SINCE THAT HAT IS REALLY OLD AND ALL, IS IT POSSIBLE FOR IT TO GO SENILE???" Dumbledore chuckled, "Aaah, no.. you have heard the sorting hat with your own ears. It is the wisest around." He replied calmly. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. This can't be happening." I thought frantically. I was almost shedding tears. I heard somebody let out a long stream of curses, probably Malfoy. Couldn't say I'd blame him. I felt like I was going to throw up. "God, I have to get outta here." I said, so I pushed my chair in and ran out of the Great Hall up to the North Tower.
Draco's POV
"Fuckin bloody shit!" I swore very loud, so a few of the professors pointedly looked at me. I didn't care. "I HAVE TO SPEND A FEW MONTHS WITH MUDBLOOD!" I inwardly screamed. I saw my roommate for the next few months run out of the Hall. It wasn't a bad idea, so "why not?" I thought, and ran out the opposite exit and down the to the dungeons to the Slytherin dormitories.
Teacher's Thoughts:
McGonagall: "I respect Professor Dumbledore and all but, I think HE is the one going senile."
Snape: "As in the words of a few of my favorite Slytherins.. THE CRAZY OLD COOT."
Flitwick: "Sigh.. sometimes I really wonder where his head has gone off to."
Vector: HAS HE GONE BLOODY MAD?? *Looks at Hermione and Draco run off in opposite directions.* Yep, I think he has.
Trelawney: "My inner eye has told me that Dumbledore had another crazy plan coming up."
Hagrid: "I'm feeling for you 'ermione."
Hermione's POV
The next two days passed in quite a blur. In between classes, Hogwarts students were heard all over chatting excitedly about the upcoming event. I was getting pretty annoyed at all these whispers. "Jeez, if I hear the word trip ONE more time, I swear I will scream!!!" I said to Harry and Ron. Suddenly, as if God hated me, I hear Lavender and Parvati whispering to each other about the "trip" as they walk past.
I had it. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I screamed as loudly as I could, trying to prove my point. But it was quickly muffled by Harry's hand as he clamped it over my mouth, so not to attract too much attention. I knew some noise still got out because people stopped what they were doing and stared at me as we walked quickly to Transfiguration. "Mione, calm down. Just bear with us for five more hours. It'll stop at dinner when Dumbledore announces the two people." Ron told me, looking around at our captivated audience. I sighed and nodded. This was going to be the longest five hours of my life, I can tell you that.
"YES! DINNER IS FINALLY HERE!" I cheered silently to myself. I had learned my lesson, no more screaming out loud for me. I absolutely could NOT stand one more minute of hearing the students whisper, and you don't even WANT to know how greatly relieved when 7:00 finally came. "Now!" Dumbledore boomed with his aged voice as the students quieted down. "I know you have been waiting anxiously for this date and time, but I'm warning you NOT to get your hopes up." He said, imitating what Ron had said earlier. "This is a very large school and only two people can be chosen. So, let's get on with it. Minerva?" he asked. The Transfiguration Professor brought the patched and dirty hat out and set it on a stool. The hat began to talk:
The wisest hat there can be,
Is the sorting hat, I..
I have sorted you into houses,
As the years have flown by.
No smart aleck student knows more than me.
Nothing can be counted on, not even a test
Your peers, acquaintances, and enemies might be chosen.
So wish and hope, but fear none,
Because I know best!
The students traditionally clapped. "And now the moment you have all been waiting for.." the hat trailed off. "The two lucky people are.. HERMIONE GRANGER AND DRACO MALFOY!" I could feel her heart rising one second and plummeting the next. Yes, I think it was confirmed. God hated me. I didn't think I heard right. "Maybe I needed a hearing aid!!" I thought frantically. The whole entire hall was silent. Someone who sneezed right about now would've been teased for life. Finally somebody yelled out, probably Lee Jordan, "EXCUSE ME DUMBLEDORE? UMM. NOT TO BE RUDE OR ANYTHING, BUT, SINCE THAT HAT IS REALLY OLD AND ALL, IS IT POSSIBLE FOR IT TO GO SENILE???" Dumbledore chuckled, "Aaah, no.. you have heard the sorting hat with your own ears. It is the wisest around." He replied calmly. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. This can't be happening." I thought frantically. I was almost shedding tears. I heard somebody let out a long stream of curses, probably Malfoy. Couldn't say I'd blame him. I felt like I was going to throw up. "God, I have to get outta here." I said, so I pushed my chair in and ran out of the Great Hall up to the North Tower.
Draco's POV
"Fuckin bloody shit!" I swore very loud, so a few of the professors pointedly looked at me. I didn't care. "I HAVE TO SPEND A FEW MONTHS WITH MUDBLOOD!" I inwardly screamed. I saw my roommate for the next few months run out of the Hall. It wasn't a bad idea, so "why not?" I thought, and ran out the opposite exit and down the to the dungeons to the Slytherin dormitories.
Teacher's Thoughts:
McGonagall: "I respect Professor Dumbledore and all but, I think HE is the one going senile."
Snape: "As in the words of a few of my favorite Slytherins.. THE CRAZY OLD COOT."
Flitwick: "Sigh.. sometimes I really wonder where his head has gone off to."
Vector: HAS HE GONE BLOODY MAD?? *Looks at Hermione and Draco run off in opposite directions.* Yep, I think he has.
Trelawney: "My inner eye has told me that Dumbledore had another crazy plan coming up."
Hagrid: "I'm feeling for you 'ermione."