Thanks to my one reviewer, malfille I was encouraged by your comment it made me feel like writing a bit more, so without further ado, here's chapter two. (ohhhhhh, I rhymed!)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, I worship JKR and her wonderful skills.
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Chapter 2 :: A New Day
Hermione had been knocked out of her trance-like-state by trying to keep things at bay, after all that was her responsibility, was it not? The meeting had begun and although Hermione had tried to keep her thoughts on what everyone was saying she felt herself drifting away only to be pulled back when someone wanted her opinion of something, or an answer. Her mind did not seem to want to leave the subject of her parents death, and every time she thought of it she felt the hole in her hear grow steadily bigger.
"Hermione, H-E-R-M-I-O-N-E!" Ron's face visibly dropped as he had gotten no response from his best friend. He nudged her and finally she seemed to snap back to reality, although he realized she'd be back to being emotionless and blank as soon as she had hear what it is he had to tell her.
"The meeting is over," he informed her "We're only a few minutes from Hogwarts." Just as Ron said this they felt the train come to a slow stop. Ron sighed as he poked Hermione as she had gone back to her vacant, blank expression.
She slowly stood up and made her way towards the front of the train, she was already in her robes. Knowing that it was her duty Hermione helped all the younger years off of the train and escorted the 1st years to Hogwarts in the boats.
Upon arriving at Hogwarts she felt a fleeting moment of happiness, she was home, this was her home now and she was glad to be back. She entered the great hall and took her usual spot at the Gryffindor table across from Harry and Ron. The sorting hat begun shortly but she didn't listen, she couldn't even if she tried. She kept her mind on other matters, yet she remained passive on the outside, showing no emotions, feeling no emotions. She knew that eventually this emotional barrier she had up right now would come crashing down, but for now…for now she believed it was the best thing for her, she needed time to sort things out, she needed to be left alone for a while. Harry and Ron, bless them, they tried so hard, Hermione knew they cared for her. She knew they hated seeing her like this, but it could not be helped.
A slight smile grazed her lips as she thought of how much they loved her, she knew they did. She knew that no matter what she's have them. Her mind was suddenly drawn to the day after her parents murder, the day she had come to stay with the Weasley's. They had been so supportive, especially Harry. Her and Harry were going out at the time of her parents death. Hermione wasn't sure how she felt about him anymore, nor did she really want to think about it. They sort of had a silent pack that they wouldn't mention it until Hermione was ready. She dropped her gaze down at the table, there was already food piled high before her. She didn't feel the least bit hungry, she hadn't for a long time.
She decided to at least make an attempt to eat, after all Harry and Ron were so worried about her. She plopped rather large portions of mashed potatoes, green beans, and turkey onto her plate. This earned a smile from both Harry and Ron which she returned feebly.
After half an hour of taking small bites and pushing her food around her plate she had had enough and pushed her plate away, dinner was just about to end anyway.
Soon she was leading the Gryffindor 1st years to their new common room. Stopping at the fat lady Hermione gave the password "Crying Mandrake" she said in a monotone voice. After explaining the basic rules to the wide-eyed newcomers Hermione said goodnight to Harry and Ron and found her way up to her room.
If she wouldn't have been so tired and so emotionless she would have noticed how grand her room was. It was almost as big as the common room and she had her own bathroom off to the left. She noted that the colors were done in Gold and Red, 'how original' she thought dryly.
'I'll explore later' she told herself and with that she flopped onto her bed and fell asleep, not even bothering to change into her pajamas.
Groaning Hermione woke up only to find that it was only 4:30 AM, the sun hadn't even risen yet. She couldn't get back to sleep no matter how hard she tried and found herself waking up and taking a shower.
Usually she would have been excited to be starting a new year, especially this year, her last year at Hogwarts. She did not however feel the familiar wave of anticipation of getting new classes and starting a new year. She didn't know how she was to concentrate on her studies, not when she felt like this, not when she couldn't form a half-way decent thought if her life depended on it. No, this year was going to be absolutely horrible.
She threw her hair up in a messy bun and threw on her robes and headed down to breakfast, she wouldn't have gone if they hadn't have been getting their schedules this morning. She lazily slid into her seat and poured herself a cup of orange juice. The boys weren't down here yet, in
fact she was one of the few people there this early in the morning,
"Just couldn't wait to show off again this year mud blood?" she heard the all too familiar drawl. "You're not going to be at the top of the class this year Granger." Draco looked down at her with his usual sneer.
Hermione just looked up at him, she looked straight into his eyes, but she didn't say a word. As quickly as she had turned to looked at him she looked away. Malfoy just stood there seething. He grabbed her wrist tightly "Nobody disrespects me, no one disrespects a Malfoy, especially a filthy little mud blood not worthy of being in my line of sight." he let go of her wrists forcefully and went over to take his seat at they Slytherin table.
She went back at prodding the muffin on her plate and she finished off her orange juice just as she saw Harry and Ron enter the hall. They groggily sat down grunting a hello in her general direction, they never were morning people.
Soon enough they were talking amiably about, what else, Quidditch. This let Hermione's thoughts wander off as she had never much cared for the sport. She was just thinking about what her first class would be when she was handed her schedule.
"Oh no. Double potions first thing, and with the Slytherins" she muttered out loud. She may be in an emotionally devoid state, but that didn't mean she wanted to put up with the insufferable gits, especially this early in the morning. The boys looked at her sympathetically, silently glad that they had opted not to take potions at all this year.
Grumbling she stood up and made her way to Snape's classroom after all if she were late Snape would deduct who knows how many points from Gryffindor not to mention the detention she would undoubtedly receive.
'Of all the luck in the world' she thought as she saw that everyone was already there and only one seat was left. She would even bet Draco had planned it that way. 'Oh well, that's what I get for signing up for potions. That's when she noticed there were no Gryffindors in the entire class. There were four Ravenclaws and the rest, besides her was Slytherin.
Snape opened the door and it hit the door with a loud though. "Class," he started "Take out a quill and some parchment to takes notes with."
Snape then continued to drone on and on about some potions she'd no doubly already heard of, so she didn't bother paying attention. She was suddenly pulled out her thoughts by a rather long silence. She brought her head up to meet the eyes of Professor Snape and her fellow students.
'Crap, what did I miss?' the wondered.
"Um, sorry professor, I was just…"
"Not paying attention!" Snape cut her off. "10 points from Gryffindor for lack of attentiveness." He gave her a surly smile and returned to his lesson, this time Hermione made it a whole 15 minutes before she started to space out again.
She heard chairs moving and people started talking and she looked up to find that everyone was moving about. Apparently they were setting up the lab. Feeling a little bit excited to create a new potion she got up to set up her workspace. That's when she remembered, Malfoy was her lab partner.
She cursed softly under her breathe and approached Malfoy who was giving her a look that could have scared Voldemort. She ignored him and started chopping various plants while Malfoy was gathering other needed ingredients. Neither of them acknowledged each other which was fine with Hermione.
They were the first ones done so Draco went and put their sample on his desk and sat down.
'Git. Leave me to do all the cleaning,' She had just finished cleaning everything and was ready to sit and lay her head down when she heard a glass shatter. She looked down and saw a vials of ingredients lying broken on the ground. It wasn't until she looked at Malfoy that she realized that he had done it. His smirk was enough to give him away.
Snape, of course, wouldn't listen to her if she tried so she didn't protest when he took another 15 points from her house.
Finally Potions class was over and she was on her way to Charms, at least Harry and Ron would be in that class with her, even if Malfoy was also in there.
"30 points in one day Granger? My, my I am so disappointed, then again, I suppose you can't expect much from a Mudblood." Draco had just come out of the room and rammed into her shoulder as her walked past.
Today wasn't her day, then again, what day was?
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Yay for another chapter!! Please review!! I hope it's going along okay so far. =]
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, I worship JKR and her wonderful skills.
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Chapter 2 :: A New Day
Hermione had been knocked out of her trance-like-state by trying to keep things at bay, after all that was her responsibility, was it not? The meeting had begun and although Hermione had tried to keep her thoughts on what everyone was saying she felt herself drifting away only to be pulled back when someone wanted her opinion of something, or an answer. Her mind did not seem to want to leave the subject of her parents death, and every time she thought of it she felt the hole in her hear grow steadily bigger.
"Hermione, H-E-R-M-I-O-N-E!" Ron's face visibly dropped as he had gotten no response from his best friend. He nudged her and finally she seemed to snap back to reality, although he realized she'd be back to being emotionless and blank as soon as she had hear what it is he had to tell her.
"The meeting is over," he informed her "We're only a few minutes from Hogwarts." Just as Ron said this they felt the train come to a slow stop. Ron sighed as he poked Hermione as she had gone back to her vacant, blank expression.
She slowly stood up and made her way towards the front of the train, she was already in her robes. Knowing that it was her duty Hermione helped all the younger years off of the train and escorted the 1st years to Hogwarts in the boats.
Upon arriving at Hogwarts she felt a fleeting moment of happiness, she was home, this was her home now and she was glad to be back. She entered the great hall and took her usual spot at the Gryffindor table across from Harry and Ron. The sorting hat begun shortly but she didn't listen, she couldn't even if she tried. She kept her mind on other matters, yet she remained passive on the outside, showing no emotions, feeling no emotions. She knew that eventually this emotional barrier she had up right now would come crashing down, but for now…for now she believed it was the best thing for her, she needed time to sort things out, she needed to be left alone for a while. Harry and Ron, bless them, they tried so hard, Hermione knew they cared for her. She knew they hated seeing her like this, but it could not be helped.
A slight smile grazed her lips as she thought of how much they loved her, she knew they did. She knew that no matter what she's have them. Her mind was suddenly drawn to the day after her parents murder, the day she had come to stay with the Weasley's. They had been so supportive, especially Harry. Her and Harry were going out at the time of her parents death. Hermione wasn't sure how she felt about him anymore, nor did she really want to think about it. They sort of had a silent pack that they wouldn't mention it until Hermione was ready. She dropped her gaze down at the table, there was already food piled high before her. She didn't feel the least bit hungry, she hadn't for a long time.
She decided to at least make an attempt to eat, after all Harry and Ron were so worried about her. She plopped rather large portions of mashed potatoes, green beans, and turkey onto her plate. This earned a smile from both Harry and Ron which she returned feebly.
After half an hour of taking small bites and pushing her food around her plate she had had enough and pushed her plate away, dinner was just about to end anyway.
Soon she was leading the Gryffindor 1st years to their new common room. Stopping at the fat lady Hermione gave the password "Crying Mandrake" she said in a monotone voice. After explaining the basic rules to the wide-eyed newcomers Hermione said goodnight to Harry and Ron and found her way up to her room.
If she wouldn't have been so tired and so emotionless she would have noticed how grand her room was. It was almost as big as the common room and she had her own bathroom off to the left. She noted that the colors were done in Gold and Red, 'how original' she thought dryly.
'I'll explore later' she told herself and with that she flopped onto her bed and fell asleep, not even bothering to change into her pajamas.
Groaning Hermione woke up only to find that it was only 4:30 AM, the sun hadn't even risen yet. She couldn't get back to sleep no matter how hard she tried and found herself waking up and taking a shower.
Usually she would have been excited to be starting a new year, especially this year, her last year at Hogwarts. She did not however feel the familiar wave of anticipation of getting new classes and starting a new year. She didn't know how she was to concentrate on her studies, not when she felt like this, not when she couldn't form a half-way decent thought if her life depended on it. No, this year was going to be absolutely horrible.
She threw her hair up in a messy bun and threw on her robes and headed down to breakfast, she wouldn't have gone if they hadn't have been getting their schedules this morning. She lazily slid into her seat and poured herself a cup of orange juice. The boys weren't down here yet, in
fact she was one of the few people there this early in the morning,
"Just couldn't wait to show off again this year mud blood?" she heard the all too familiar drawl. "You're not going to be at the top of the class this year Granger." Draco looked down at her with his usual sneer.
Hermione just looked up at him, she looked straight into his eyes, but she didn't say a word. As quickly as she had turned to looked at him she looked away. Malfoy just stood there seething. He grabbed her wrist tightly "Nobody disrespects me, no one disrespects a Malfoy, especially a filthy little mud blood not worthy of being in my line of sight." he let go of her wrists forcefully and went over to take his seat at they Slytherin table.
She went back at prodding the muffin on her plate and she finished off her orange juice just as she saw Harry and Ron enter the hall. They groggily sat down grunting a hello in her general direction, they never were morning people.
Soon enough they were talking amiably about, what else, Quidditch. This let Hermione's thoughts wander off as she had never much cared for the sport. She was just thinking about what her first class would be when she was handed her schedule.
"Oh no. Double potions first thing, and with the Slytherins" she muttered out loud. She may be in an emotionally devoid state, but that didn't mean she wanted to put up with the insufferable gits, especially this early in the morning. The boys looked at her sympathetically, silently glad that they had opted not to take potions at all this year.
Grumbling she stood up and made her way to Snape's classroom after all if she were late Snape would deduct who knows how many points from Gryffindor not to mention the detention she would undoubtedly receive.
'Of all the luck in the world' she thought as she saw that everyone was already there and only one seat was left. She would even bet Draco had planned it that way. 'Oh well, that's what I get for signing up for potions. That's when she noticed there were no Gryffindors in the entire class. There were four Ravenclaws and the rest, besides her was Slytherin.
Snape opened the door and it hit the door with a loud though. "Class," he started "Take out a quill and some parchment to takes notes with."
Snape then continued to drone on and on about some potions she'd no doubly already heard of, so she didn't bother paying attention. She was suddenly pulled out her thoughts by a rather long silence. She brought her head up to meet the eyes of Professor Snape and her fellow students.
'Crap, what did I miss?' the wondered.
"Um, sorry professor, I was just…"
"Not paying attention!" Snape cut her off. "10 points from Gryffindor for lack of attentiveness." He gave her a surly smile and returned to his lesson, this time Hermione made it a whole 15 minutes before she started to space out again.
She heard chairs moving and people started talking and she looked up to find that everyone was moving about. Apparently they were setting up the lab. Feeling a little bit excited to create a new potion she got up to set up her workspace. That's when she remembered, Malfoy was her lab partner.
She cursed softly under her breathe and approached Malfoy who was giving her a look that could have scared Voldemort. She ignored him and started chopping various plants while Malfoy was gathering other needed ingredients. Neither of them acknowledged each other which was fine with Hermione.
They were the first ones done so Draco went and put their sample on his desk and sat down.
'Git. Leave me to do all the cleaning,' She had just finished cleaning everything and was ready to sit and lay her head down when she heard a glass shatter. She looked down and saw a vials of ingredients lying broken on the ground. It wasn't until she looked at Malfoy that she realized that he had done it. His smirk was enough to give him away.
Snape, of course, wouldn't listen to her if she tried so she didn't protest when he took another 15 points from her house.
Finally Potions class was over and she was on her way to Charms, at least Harry and Ron would be in that class with her, even if Malfoy was also in there.
"30 points in one day Granger? My, my I am so disappointed, then again, I suppose you can't expect much from a Mudblood." Draco had just come out of the room and rammed into her shoulder as her walked past.
Today wasn't her day, then again, what day was?
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Yay for another chapter!! Please review!! I hope it's going along okay so far. =]