Authors Note: I am very pleased to say that this story is doing better
than my other one did! Thanks very much to Brie Cheese Eater and
yamachan*is my*man for taking the time to review, it makes writing much
more worthwhile. A little note about his chapter, I know Fred and George
have left, but if I am going to have any chance at making this story funny
I need them! Plus they are brilliant characters anyways! I hope you enjoy
this chappie, and please keep reviewing. Love Fudgexxx
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The Common Room
As Hermione climbed through the portrait hole, Neville rushed over to see her.
"Hi Hermione," he said in an anxious voice, "I wanted to come and see you, but Snape gave me a detention, I have only just got back, are you OK?"
"Don't worry Neville I'm fine," said Hermione kindly, "what's the matter with you though? You look all hot and bothered."
Neville did look all hot and bothered. His round face had turned an interesting shade of pink, not unlike his disastrous potion. Neville squeaked and went off to sit in a corner.
"What's wrong with him?" said Hermione, thinking out loud.
"No idea," said Harry, turning his head away from Hermione, to hid the pink tinge that had formed on his own cheeks.
"Did you get my homework?" demanded Hermione; desperate not to waste the evening the same way she had wasted the day.
"I err, put it in my room," stuttered Ron, "want to come and help me get it?"
"No Ron, why on earth did you take it to your room?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "What has got into everyone today?"
"Hi Hermione," said Ginny, coming over to where Harry and Hermione were sitting.
"Hi Ginny," replied Hermione, glad her friend seemed to be acting normally.
"How are you feeling now?"
"Fine thanks," beamed Hermione, "have so much work to catch up with though, Madam Pomfrey refused to let me leave, even when there was nothing wrong with me, what a waste of an afternoon."
Ginny smiled, she had to hand it to Hermione, any other girl would be upset that her robes had been ruined by the potion, but Hermione was only concerned with work. Ron returned with a pile of books and Ginny moved back over to her friends.
"Shall we do the Transfiguration essay we got today?" said Harry.
Hermione shot him a sideways glance, since when did Harry volunteer to do homework? Something very funny was going on here.
They were halfway though their large piles of homework when Fred and George Weasley wandered over.
"Anyone interested in buying a," Fred stopped mid-sentence, "wow Hermione, did you do something to your hair?"
"No Fred, she's just wearing a lovely new top - I like you're top Hermione," George grinned, pleased to get one over on his brother.
"Excuse me?" said Hermione completely confused, "and anyway you're both wrong."
"Well you look good Hermione, don't change a thing," said George, as he and Fred wandered off, forgetting they were trying to sell something.
"But, but I haven't changed anything," Hermione said, half to their receding backs, and half to herself, "what is wrong with everyone today?"
"Hey Hermione chill out, they're right anyway. You do look ravishing today," said Dean Thomas as he walked to the table on the pretence of borrowing a quill.
"Arghhh," screamed Hermione, "I don't know what has got into every body today, but I'm not sure I like it! I'm going to bed."
"Can I come too?" asked Ron hopefully as Hermione stormed up to her dormitory.
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The Common Room
As Hermione climbed through the portrait hole, Neville rushed over to see her.
"Hi Hermione," he said in an anxious voice, "I wanted to come and see you, but Snape gave me a detention, I have only just got back, are you OK?"
"Don't worry Neville I'm fine," said Hermione kindly, "what's the matter with you though? You look all hot and bothered."
Neville did look all hot and bothered. His round face had turned an interesting shade of pink, not unlike his disastrous potion. Neville squeaked and went off to sit in a corner.
"What's wrong with him?" said Hermione, thinking out loud.
"No idea," said Harry, turning his head away from Hermione, to hid the pink tinge that had formed on his own cheeks.
"Did you get my homework?" demanded Hermione; desperate not to waste the evening the same way she had wasted the day.
"I err, put it in my room," stuttered Ron, "want to come and help me get it?"
"No Ron, why on earth did you take it to your room?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "What has got into everyone today?"
"Hi Hermione," said Ginny, coming over to where Harry and Hermione were sitting.
"Hi Ginny," replied Hermione, glad her friend seemed to be acting normally.
"How are you feeling now?"
"Fine thanks," beamed Hermione, "have so much work to catch up with though, Madam Pomfrey refused to let me leave, even when there was nothing wrong with me, what a waste of an afternoon."
Ginny smiled, she had to hand it to Hermione, any other girl would be upset that her robes had been ruined by the potion, but Hermione was only concerned with work. Ron returned with a pile of books and Ginny moved back over to her friends.
"Shall we do the Transfiguration essay we got today?" said Harry.
Hermione shot him a sideways glance, since when did Harry volunteer to do homework? Something very funny was going on here.
They were halfway though their large piles of homework when Fred and George Weasley wandered over.
"Anyone interested in buying a," Fred stopped mid-sentence, "wow Hermione, did you do something to your hair?"
"No Fred, she's just wearing a lovely new top - I like you're top Hermione," George grinned, pleased to get one over on his brother.
"Excuse me?" said Hermione completely confused, "and anyway you're both wrong."
"Well you look good Hermione, don't change a thing," said George, as he and Fred wandered off, forgetting they were trying to sell something.
"But, but I haven't changed anything," Hermione said, half to their receding backs, and half to herself, "what is wrong with everyone today?"
"Hey Hermione chill out, they're right anyway. You do look ravishing today," said Dean Thomas as he walked to the table on the pretence of borrowing a quill.
"Arghhh," screamed Hermione, "I don't know what has got into every body today, but I'm not sure I like it! I'm going to bed."
"Can I come too?" asked Ron hopefully as Hermione stormed up to her dormitory.