Jae: Thanks for the reviews everyone! I'm just glad that I'm on to my chapter 2! I've been itching to do this all week, but I couldn't since I was bombarded with SO much work! * grumbles about Herbology, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy and History *
* Hermione comes in Jae's Room *
Hermione: Jessica sweetie, look what your grandma gave you! * Holds up "Pride and Prejudice" *
Jae: * Jaws drop * Grandma gave this to me?
Hermione: Well, this book was mine, but your grandma sent it over so I could give it to you since you wanted to read it so much.
Jae: * Squeals and hugs Hermione * Thanks Mum!
Hermione: * Laughs and hugs Jae back * you're welcome.
* Hermione puts the book down on Jae's bed then leaves *
Jae: All right everyone! Here's Chapter 2!
Chapter 2: From Good to Bad
Hermione:
Despite the events in the Great Hall, Hermione had a great morning. She always have a great Monday morning, but today was special because Roger Davies (dubbed "The Blonde Bloke" by Lavender) came up to her and commented how he liked what she did to her hair (which was in ringlets and up in a half ponytail with locks framing her face). This resulted in Hermione squealing in the Common Room to her friends. Her squealing was then replaced with giggles during lunch.
"Hermione, we know The Blonde Bloke's gorgeous, but will you stop giggling? It's getting annoying," Parvati scolded Hermione after she let out a set of giggles for the millionth time. Hermione frowned at her.
"Would you like it better if I squealed?" she shot back.
"NO!" shouted Lavender, Ginny and Parvati at the same time.
Yes, Hermione Granger had a WONDERFUL morning. That is, until she entered Potions.
As usual, Snape barged into the room 2 minutes before everyone settled in. Hermione rolled her eyes. She knows that Snape thinks making an entrance in the class would make him feel superior.
He's almost as bad as Potter, Hermione thought, glancing behind her to find Harry looking bored in his seat. Harry caught her eye and he smiled at her, winking. Hermione rolled her eyes before turning back to her seat.
What a git, she thought before Snape interrupted her thoughts.
"You see these?" he said, pointing to his desk where about 30 or 40 vials of potions were sitting. Each contained a different color.
"You're going to do a project for me," he said, pacing back and forth in front of the class.
"You will each receive a vial, and you will find out what kind of potion it is WITHOUT tasting it. I WILL know who tried out a potion, so don't even think of doing it." at this, he smirked at Neville Longbottom, who shrank on his seat.
"I'll put you in groups of two for this project, and if you have any problems with your partner, I DON'T CARE. Understand?" the class groaned while Snape picked up a roll of parchment.
"Malfoy and Zabini," he said. Draco and Blaise groaned at the same time.
"Weasley and Brown." Lavender slapped her forehead while Ron grinned like his birthday came early.
"Parkinson and Longbottom."
"Patil and Williams."
"Goyle and Bulstrode."
"Thomas and Crabbe."
Please don't let me have Potter, please don't let me have Potter, Hermione kept repeating in her head.
"Potter and Granger." Hermione groaned and put her hand to her head. Two seats behind her, Harry grinned.
Harry:
"You two look like you won a million galleons," Draco commented as him, Dean, Harry and Ron walked to their Common Room after Potions.
"What can I say? I'm just glad that Lavender's my partner," Ron replied as he practically skipped to the Common Room.
"I agree with him," said Harry. Dean glared at the floor.
"At least you and Ron aren't stuck with CRABBE," he complained. Draco also glared.
"All I know is that I'm going to fail this project because all I'll be doing with Zabini is argue," he muttered. Ron slapped him in the back.
"Look at the bright side mate," he said. "I'll actually let you court my sister because with this project, I KNOW that Lavender won't be able to resist my charms." Harry snorted.
"What charms?" he asked innocently, earning him a smack on the head.
"RON!" he yelled, rubbing his head. Ron snickered.
"Only trying to help get your mind back mate," he replied.
"Gee, thanks for your concern," Harry said sarcastically. As they entered the Common Room, they saw Lavender, Ginny and Parvati at the couch, talking amongst themselves. Harry frowned.
"I wonder where Hermione is," he said. Dean shrugged.
"Let's go ask then," he said as they went over to the girls. Ron coughed, causing the three to stop talking and stare at them.
"Hey Lav," he started, but Lavender cut him off.
"What did we agree on Weasley?" she asked. Ron smirked.
"This is school-related," he said. Lavender sighed.
"All right, what is it?" she asked. Ron gave his friends a look of triumph before turning to Lavender.
"Where's Hermione?" he asked. Lavender instantly looked annoyed, causing Ginny and Parvati to giggle.
"That's not school-related Weasley!" Lavender exclaimed. Ron groaned.
"It is! Harry wants to know where Hermione is so they can work on their project together," he said.
"Oh," Lavender said. Then she looked at Harry.
"She's at the library Harry," she said. Harry smiled at her.
"Thanks Lav," he said before darting off the Common Room. Ron sat beside Lavender as Draco sat beside Ginny and Dean sat beside Parvati.
"You look beautiful today Lav," Ron said, putting an arm around Lavender. But before he could land his hand on her shoulder, Lavender slapped it away.
"That was NOT school-related and NO TOUCHING!" she cried out, causing Ron to go red and making everyone around them to laugh at this.
Hermione:
"Shouldn't I help you with that?" a voice said, interrupting Hermione's work. She stopped scribbling and looked up to see a pair of emerald eyes. Hermione snorted.
"No," she replied before going back to her work. Harry pulled out a chair in front of her and sat down.
"But I'm your partner. I should help too," he said. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him.
"Okay," she said, putting down her quill. "Listen up Potter because this is how we're going to do this: I do the work while YOU stay out of my way. Sounds easy enough for you to do?" Harry frowned.
"Why can't I work on OUR project?" he asked. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"BECAUSE," Hermione began, as if explaining something to a 3-year old. "I don't want you or your big-headedness to mess our project up, so just leave the work to me while you do your whatever it is you do." Harry knew he was grasping at threads, but he had to try one more time.
"But-" he was cut off by Hermione.
"Go away Potter. I'm working," she said. Harry sighed. Hermione's stubborn, yes, but that's one of the things he loves about her. But at this point, he knows that Hermione won't take no for an answer. Reluctantly, he slid off his chair and left, but not before staring at Hermione one last time, who seems to not care about the world around her.
You will be mine, no matter how long it takes, Harry thought before leaving the library.
T.J.: Hey there readers! T.J. here. My sister is currently busy, so I decided to finish this for her. * looks at Jae, who was engrossed in the book and shakes his head * Sometimes, I wish mum would stop giving my sister books. She won't be able to pull away from that thing in months.
Jae: * not looking up from the book * I heard that T.J.
T.J.: * smirks * all right guys! Time for reviews!
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Harry has had enough. He took Hermione's quill.
"POTTER! GIVE THAT BACK! COULDN'T YOU SEE I WAS USING IT?" Hermione yelled.
"WELL YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M WORKING ON THE PROJECT NOW, SO IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ARSE TO SLEEP THEN YOU'LL GIVE ME NO CHOICE BUT TO MAKE YOU SLEEP, GOT IT?" Harry yelled back. Hermione's jaw dropped. Never, in all those years that she knew Harry, had she ever heard him yell. Especially since it was her he was yelling at.
Harry watched as Hermione had a battle in her head. Finally, she sighed and went up to her dormitories, but stopped and turned around.
"You better not mess that up Potter, or else I won't hesitate to hex you," she said before going up to the girls' dormitories. Harry continued to watch her until he heard a door closing.
"Wow, she actually listened to me," he muttered. Slowly, a smile crept up his face as he took the parchment that Hermione was writing on.
I guess this won't be so bad at all, Harry thought before continuing what Hermione was doing.