Thanks for the review; I only need one good one to carry on writing...
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Hermione scowled at the dark head across the dormitory, she grimaced when Parvati put a ribbon in her hair and sniffed disapprovingly as she giggled and gossiped with Lavender.
When Hermione was brushing her bushy mane, Parvati smiled at her, "Your hair is so pretty, if you put it in a French plait it would look cute."
Hermione mumbled her obligatory thanks and hurried out to the Great Hall. She didn't sit by her usual place opposite Harry and Ron, but sat next to Ginny instead.
When the boys came down, Harry and Ron were surprised to see her sitting so far away and they threw concerned glances at her throughout breakfast. When she got up to go to her first class, Harry nudged Ron and got up too, Hermione brushed past him and started down the corridor leading to Arithmancy, but Harry accosted her first, "Hermione, is something wrong?"
Hermione caught a glance of Ron over Harry's shoulder, he was talking to Parvati again, her gaze turned hard and she looked at Harry, "No, nothing's wrong, I'm...I'm just feeling a bit tired." And she skirted around Harry and hurried down the corridor.
"Well?" asked Ron when Harry returned to his seat.
"Dunno, she's pissed about something, but she isn't going to tell us anytime soon, by the looks of it."
"Hah!" snorted Ron, "bet she's in love with someone, people always go moody and psychotic when they're in love."
"I don't see you any more moody or psychotic than usual." Harry joked
"Or maybe..." Ron mused, "...she's fallen in love with my good looks and wit, and she plans to commit suicide if I don't sweep her up in my arms and kiss her."
Harry laughed, "Maybe you are more psychotic than usual, or you sure have one really weird imagination, Hermione is our friend, remember?"
"Really? I thought she was our slave, willing to do all our bidding...and our homework."
"Shut up" Harry said tiredly, "You can be really mean to her sometimes, maybe she's angry because of that..."
"At who? Me? Never! I love Hermione..." and Ron burst out laughing.
Harry glared at him
"Ok, ok, maybe you're right..." he sighed, "but do I have to apologize?"
"Yup, do it before break, after Herbology." And the friends dashed off to Divination before they were late.
Hermione had glowered at everyone in Arithmancy, and didn't even answer one question; Professor Vector was really concerned and kept Hermione back after class. Hermione sighed, thinking that it was because she hadn't paid attention in class, because a certain redhead that she wanted to kiss and kill at the same time haunted her thoughts. She walked up to the professor's desk and waited to be told off.
"Hermione, dear, there isn't a problem at home, is there?"
Hermione mutely shook her head
"A problem at school?" persisted Professor Vector
Hermione denied it
The professor sighed, "Something to do with Ron Weasley?"
Hermione stared at her, "How did you know?"
Professor smiled, "I've seen the scribbles and doodles in the margins of your papers."
"I thought I had rubbed them out..."
"Love makes us forgetful...you're not going to do anything about it, are you?" enquired the professor
"Do what? Ron and Harry are my friends and I'd never endanger our friendship on something I'm not even sure of."
"That's right dear, do something when you're sure...though personally, I feel that you won't have to wait that long." With another smile, she dismissed Hermione.
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Sorry that was so long, but at least now something can happen...
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Hermione scowled at the dark head across the dormitory, she grimaced when Parvati put a ribbon in her hair and sniffed disapprovingly as she giggled and gossiped with Lavender.
When Hermione was brushing her bushy mane, Parvati smiled at her, "Your hair is so pretty, if you put it in a French plait it would look cute."
Hermione mumbled her obligatory thanks and hurried out to the Great Hall. She didn't sit by her usual place opposite Harry and Ron, but sat next to Ginny instead.
When the boys came down, Harry and Ron were surprised to see her sitting so far away and they threw concerned glances at her throughout breakfast. When she got up to go to her first class, Harry nudged Ron and got up too, Hermione brushed past him and started down the corridor leading to Arithmancy, but Harry accosted her first, "Hermione, is something wrong?"
Hermione caught a glance of Ron over Harry's shoulder, he was talking to Parvati again, her gaze turned hard and she looked at Harry, "No, nothing's wrong, I'm...I'm just feeling a bit tired." And she skirted around Harry and hurried down the corridor.
"Well?" asked Ron when Harry returned to his seat.
"Dunno, she's pissed about something, but she isn't going to tell us anytime soon, by the looks of it."
"Hah!" snorted Ron, "bet she's in love with someone, people always go moody and psychotic when they're in love."
"I don't see you any more moody or psychotic than usual." Harry joked
"Or maybe..." Ron mused, "...she's fallen in love with my good looks and wit, and she plans to commit suicide if I don't sweep her up in my arms and kiss her."
Harry laughed, "Maybe you are more psychotic than usual, or you sure have one really weird imagination, Hermione is our friend, remember?"
"Really? I thought she was our slave, willing to do all our bidding...and our homework."
"Shut up" Harry said tiredly, "You can be really mean to her sometimes, maybe she's angry because of that..."
"At who? Me? Never! I love Hermione..." and Ron burst out laughing.
Harry glared at him
"Ok, ok, maybe you're right..." he sighed, "but do I have to apologize?"
"Yup, do it before break, after Herbology." And the friends dashed off to Divination before they were late.
Hermione had glowered at everyone in Arithmancy, and didn't even answer one question; Professor Vector was really concerned and kept Hermione back after class. Hermione sighed, thinking that it was because she hadn't paid attention in class, because a certain redhead that she wanted to kiss and kill at the same time haunted her thoughts. She walked up to the professor's desk and waited to be told off.
"Hermione, dear, there isn't a problem at home, is there?"
Hermione mutely shook her head
"A problem at school?" persisted Professor Vector
Hermione denied it
The professor sighed, "Something to do with Ron Weasley?"
Hermione stared at her, "How did you know?"
Professor smiled, "I've seen the scribbles and doodles in the margins of your papers."
"I thought I had rubbed them out..."
"Love makes us forgetful...you're not going to do anything about it, are you?" enquired the professor
"Do what? Ron and Harry are my friends and I'd never endanger our friendship on something I'm not even sure of."
"That's right dear, do something when you're sure...though personally, I feel that you won't have to wait that long." With another smile, she dismissed Hermione.
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Sorry that was so long, but at least now something can happen...