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Chapter 3 :: Suprise, suprise
'Why me?' she groaned as she put her bag down on her desk as she took a seat. First she had double potions with the Slytherins, then Charms, unfortunately also with the Slytherins and now she had Transfiguration, and surprise, surprise also with the Slytherins. Her only consoling thought at the moment was that her next class, Care of Magical Creatures would most definitely not be with them, they hated Hagrid.
When she had arrived at Transfiguration she noticed that Harry and Ron were already there and were sitting together, of course. 'That's so like them' Sure, they were her best friends but they had always been closer to each other than Hermione, something about male bonding or whatnot. Hermione had rolled her eyes and took a seat next to Seamus.
She stared out the only window in the classroom not even bothering to look when Professor McGonagal entered the room. She heard her tell the students to open their books to page 398 and read through chapter seven. Sighing Hermione realized that she couldn't just ignore her studies and she opened her book and started reading.
Fifteen minutes left of class and she had been reading the same paragraph since class started, she just couldn't concentrate. She needed sleep, her brain needed to relax as it was on constant overload lately. 'Only 2 more classes' Hermione told herself lying her head down and pretending she were already in her bedroom fast asleep.
"Mrs. Granger" someone shook her awake and she couldn't seem to place their voice. Slowly Hermione lifted her head only to find herself looking into the eyes of a very worried and angry McGonagal.
"Mrs. Granger, glad you finally decided to rejoin us. 10 points from Gryffindor for falling asleep in class and I'd like to speak to you after class."
"Yes Professor" Hermione found herself mumbling. 'Now I've done it, I've never fallen asleep in class before. This has got to be the worst day ever.'
As soon as class was over Hermione wearily made her way up to McGonagal's desk.
"Mrs. Granger is there something wrong? I've never seen you so…distracted. Do you need to go see the nurse?" Concern was evident on her face.
Hermione silently wondered if she knew about her parents' death. She had thought for sure that Dumbledore would have told all the teachers, but was relieved that it appeared he hadn't. She didn't want nor need anyone's pity, she was fine. Okay, so maybe she wasn't fine, but she was going to get better and without anyone's help for that matter.
"No Professor, I'm fine, really." seeing that McGonagal didn't quite believe her she added "It's just all the stress of being head girl and the NEWTS, that's all."
"Very well Mrs. Granger, see that it happens again" her eyes softened "and if you ever need to talk…"
"Thanks Professor, I'll keep that in mind." With that said she ran to Hagrid's hut to make sure she wouldn't be late.
Hagrid was standing there just about to start when Hermione arrived. She quickly went over to where Ron and Harry stood and listened to Hagrid drone on about some animal that really "wasn't dangerous at all" but could probably kill them.
The lesson went by slower than Hermione could have imagined and was slowly making her way to her last class, Arithmacy. Normally she would have been delighted to start another year of it, but now she just wanted her bed.
'Perhaps this class wont be too bad,' Hermione had always loved numbers and she loved to work out a puzzling equation. "Too bad the ferret is in this class" she muttered to herself as she sat down in front.
Looking around the class she noted that she was once again the only Gryffindor in there, most of the class was Ravenclaws along with a few Hufflepuff's and one Slytherin - Malfoy. Thankfully he was seated in the back, as usual. Hermione had always opted for the front, she preferred being as close to the teacher as possible.
Professor Vector stepped in the classroom just as class started. "Class," he smiled "This year we are doing things a bit differently…"
'Differently? What did he mean by differently? This can not be good.' Hermione's mind contemplated what exactly "different" could mean and was so absorbed that she almost missed what the Professor had meant.
"Now, now, it wont be that bad, you can all get those looks off of your faces." he smiled at his students to emphasize his point. "First off we're going to have a seating chart this year, I know a lot of you wont like that, but tough."
'Oh Gods, what if I wont be able to sit in the front row?' Hermione twisted her hands in worry. 'What if she makes me sit by someone completely stupid?'
"Hermione Granger, you're sitting in the front row with Hanna Abbot."
'Thank God, Hanna isn't so bad…"
Just then a hand rose in the air. "Yes?" the Professor asked.
It was another Hufflepuff 7th year. "Sir, Hanna dropped this class."
"I see." Hermione saw him frown and look at the parchment in his hand. "Ah well, Mr. Malfoy, if you'd be so kind, up front." he pointed to the seat next to Hermione.
Draco grudgingly stood up and made his way to the front of the room and took his new seat next to Hermione. "Filthy Mudblood, keep yourself away from me." With that he moved his chair as far as possible away from her and glared at the front of the room like it was responsible.
'Oh that's just bloody great. Now I wont even be able to enjoy my favorite class, this is JUST what I need.' Giving a defeated sigh she took out her parchment and quill and was ready to take notes.
"You're on my side of the desk, Mudblood, I suggest you move"
She looked up over and saw that she wasn't on 'his side' and therefore did not movie.
"I said you're on my side." he said through gritted teeth.
"Shove off Malfoy, I'm not on your side, if anything you're on my side."
"Maybe you didn't here me," he stopped and threw her stuff to the ground as a smirk appeared on his face. "There, that's much better."
Hermione muttered something that sounded like 'stupid bloody ferret' before retrieving her stuff from the floor. What she hadn't realized was that Malfoy had heard her comment. When she looked over at him he was glaring and although she would never admit to anyone he was scaring her.
"You're nothing without your precious Potty and Weasel, you're just a stupid mudblood b-" Hermione had slapped him so fast that no would have known anything happened if the slap hadn't echoed throughout the room. Her eyes blazed with fire as he tried to make his shocked face stoic once more.
"You're going to regret that you no good-"
"Mr. Malfoy that's enough, 20 points from Slytherin for foul language," he looked at Hermione "and 20 points from Gryffindor for inappropriate behavior." he looked positively livid. "You two should know better, you're supposed to be setting a good example for other students, not -acting like two five-year olds. You both will serve a weeks detention with Filtch-starting tonight, I'm highly disappointed in you both!"
Hermione shoulders visibly dropped, she hated when people were disappointed in her. She had never seen Vector that mad before. She looked over at Malfoy who was glaring menacingly at the professor and rubbing his cheek. She gave a small smirk 'Oh but it felt so good to slap him.' This thought caused her to give a full smile, this was the second time Hermione had hit him, and it seemed to feel better every time.
Her smile faded and she remembered her earlier thoughts of her bed and sleeping for the rest of day. All her hopes for that were dashed, and all because of Malfoy. She couldn't help it if her hand accidentally slipped and hit Malfoy, he's the one that started it anyways. She turned and scowled at Malfoy who returned the favor.
'Great, now I'm going to have to spend my precious sleeping time working with Malfoy doing God-knows-what with Filtch. She gave an involuntary shutter at the thought of Filtch deciding their punishment but pushed the thoughts into the back of her head.
Class was already over and Hermione absently stuffed everything back into her bag and made for the door. Just before she reached it she felt a hand grip her wrist and pulled her back. She reeled around only to be faced with a very angry Draco Malfoy.
He was smirking, definitely not a good sign. "See you in detention Granger, be careful on your way down to the dungeons, we wouldn't want you to be late now would we?" He threw her wrist back and smirked at her once more before heading out of the classroom.
'What is he playing at? Was he threatening me?" She turned and headed out of the classroom.
'Arg, maybe I can get an hour of sleep before detention starts?' She made her way up to her bedroom and laid down on her bed. Sleep did not come to her though, she couldn't stop thinking of her parents and it wasn't long until the tears started flowing.
Her head was aching, her eyes were puffy and her clothes were all disheveled as she made her way down to detention. She had received an owl saying when detention was to be held and where.
It was 8:00 PM and she had missed dinner, not that she was hungry or anything, but Ron and Harry might be worried. She kept thinking of ways to inform the boys that she was alright with ought being late when she tripped over something.
"Damn" Standing up and brushing her self off she realized that she was in the dungeons. She shivered as she remembered Draco's statement from earlier.
"I'm not scared of him" she said to herself "he's nothing but a stupid git."
"Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's not healthy to talk to yourself, Granger?" His eyes held a hint of amusement in them as he stepped forward from the shadows.
Hermione said through narrowed eyes, "Malfoy, and what are you doing stalking around in the shadows?"
"Oh nothing, I was just making sure that you'd make it to detention alright, so I decided to wait here for you…" He had a dangerous gleam in his eye and if Hermione was being completely honest she would have said she was scared.
"Whatever you have planned, ferret, just forget about it. Now move, I don't want to be late." She made to push past him but he pushed her up against the wall.
"Don't.. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again." He was seething as he spit out the words. He let an smirk appear on his face and continued. "Dear, sweet Hermione, if only you'd stop pushing my buttons." he gave a short laugh as he saw the disgusted look on her face.
She was about to push away when she heard Filtch's voice at the other end of the hall "Hurry up you two, we haven't got all night…actually, we have." Hermione could hear the almost giddiness in his voice.
She pushed Malfoy away and started walking towards Filtch's office. 'Here goes nothing.'
cabby1: Thank you for reviewing and your comment. I didn't really expect to get ANY reviews, so it's all good. :]
I found myslef a beta reader (I LOVE YOU CHELLA!) so you no longer have to suffer through my mistakes. I was too anxious to post this though, so until she sends me it back you'll have to suffice with the errors in this one. ;]
Disclaimer: I do not own HP or anything assoiciated with it, yada yada yada on with the story!
Please Read and Review, thanks! :]
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Chapter 3 :: Suprise, suprise
'Why me?' she groaned as she put her bag down on her desk as she took a seat. First she had double potions with the Slytherins, then Charms, unfortunately also with the Slytherins and now she had Transfiguration, and surprise, surprise also with the Slytherins. Her only consoling thought at the moment was that her next class, Care of Magical Creatures would most definitely not be with them, they hated Hagrid.
When she had arrived at Transfiguration she noticed that Harry and Ron were already there and were sitting together, of course. 'That's so like them' Sure, they were her best friends but they had always been closer to each other than Hermione, something about male bonding or whatnot. Hermione had rolled her eyes and took a seat next to Seamus.
She stared out the only window in the classroom not even bothering to look when Professor McGonagal entered the room. She heard her tell the students to open their books to page 398 and read through chapter seven. Sighing Hermione realized that she couldn't just ignore her studies and she opened her book and started reading.
Fifteen minutes left of class and she had been reading the same paragraph since class started, she just couldn't concentrate. She needed sleep, her brain needed to relax as it was on constant overload lately. 'Only 2 more classes' Hermione told herself lying her head down and pretending she were already in her bedroom fast asleep.
"Mrs. Granger" someone shook her awake and she couldn't seem to place their voice. Slowly Hermione lifted her head only to find herself looking into the eyes of a very worried and angry McGonagal.
"Mrs. Granger, glad you finally decided to rejoin us. 10 points from Gryffindor for falling asleep in class and I'd like to speak to you after class."
"Yes Professor" Hermione found herself mumbling. 'Now I've done it, I've never fallen asleep in class before. This has got to be the worst day ever.'
As soon as class was over Hermione wearily made her way up to McGonagal's desk.
"Mrs. Granger is there something wrong? I've never seen you so…distracted. Do you need to go see the nurse?" Concern was evident on her face.
Hermione silently wondered if she knew about her parents' death. She had thought for sure that Dumbledore would have told all the teachers, but was relieved that it appeared he hadn't. She didn't want nor need anyone's pity, she was fine. Okay, so maybe she wasn't fine, but she was going to get better and without anyone's help for that matter.
"No Professor, I'm fine, really." seeing that McGonagal didn't quite believe her she added "It's just all the stress of being head girl and the NEWTS, that's all."
"Very well Mrs. Granger, see that it happens again" her eyes softened "and if you ever need to talk…"
"Thanks Professor, I'll keep that in mind." With that said she ran to Hagrid's hut to make sure she wouldn't be late.
Hagrid was standing there just about to start when Hermione arrived. She quickly went over to where Ron and Harry stood and listened to Hagrid drone on about some animal that really "wasn't dangerous at all" but could probably kill them.
The lesson went by slower than Hermione could have imagined and was slowly making her way to her last class, Arithmacy. Normally she would have been delighted to start another year of it, but now she just wanted her bed.
'Perhaps this class wont be too bad,' Hermione had always loved numbers and she loved to work out a puzzling equation. "Too bad the ferret is in this class" she muttered to herself as she sat down in front.
Looking around the class she noted that she was once again the only Gryffindor in there, most of the class was Ravenclaws along with a few Hufflepuff's and one Slytherin - Malfoy. Thankfully he was seated in the back, as usual. Hermione had always opted for the front, she preferred being as close to the teacher as possible.
Professor Vector stepped in the classroom just as class started. "Class," he smiled "This year we are doing things a bit differently…"
'Differently? What did he mean by differently? This can not be good.' Hermione's mind contemplated what exactly "different" could mean and was so absorbed that she almost missed what the Professor had meant.
"Now, now, it wont be that bad, you can all get those looks off of your faces." he smiled at his students to emphasize his point. "First off we're going to have a seating chart this year, I know a lot of you wont like that, but tough."
'Oh Gods, what if I wont be able to sit in the front row?' Hermione twisted her hands in worry. 'What if she makes me sit by someone completely stupid?'
"Hermione Granger, you're sitting in the front row with Hanna Abbot."
'Thank God, Hanna isn't so bad…"
Just then a hand rose in the air. "Yes?" the Professor asked.
It was another Hufflepuff 7th year. "Sir, Hanna dropped this class."
"I see." Hermione saw him frown and look at the parchment in his hand. "Ah well, Mr. Malfoy, if you'd be so kind, up front." he pointed to the seat next to Hermione.
Draco grudgingly stood up and made his way to the front of the room and took his new seat next to Hermione. "Filthy Mudblood, keep yourself away from me." With that he moved his chair as far as possible away from her and glared at the front of the room like it was responsible.
'Oh that's just bloody great. Now I wont even be able to enjoy my favorite class, this is JUST what I need.' Giving a defeated sigh she took out her parchment and quill and was ready to take notes.
"You're on my side of the desk, Mudblood, I suggest you move"
She looked up over and saw that she wasn't on 'his side' and therefore did not movie.
"I said you're on my side." he said through gritted teeth.
"Shove off Malfoy, I'm not on your side, if anything you're on my side."
"Maybe you didn't here me," he stopped and threw her stuff to the ground as a smirk appeared on his face. "There, that's much better."
Hermione muttered something that sounded like 'stupid bloody ferret' before retrieving her stuff from the floor. What she hadn't realized was that Malfoy had heard her comment. When she looked over at him he was glaring and although she would never admit to anyone he was scaring her.
"You're nothing without your precious Potty and Weasel, you're just a stupid mudblood b-" Hermione had slapped him so fast that no would have known anything happened if the slap hadn't echoed throughout the room. Her eyes blazed with fire as he tried to make his shocked face stoic once more.
"You're going to regret that you no good-"
"Mr. Malfoy that's enough, 20 points from Slytherin for foul language," he looked at Hermione "and 20 points from Gryffindor for inappropriate behavior." he looked positively livid. "You two should know better, you're supposed to be setting a good example for other students, not -acting like two five-year olds. You both will serve a weeks detention with Filtch-starting tonight, I'm highly disappointed in you both!"
Hermione shoulders visibly dropped, she hated when people were disappointed in her. She had never seen Vector that mad before. She looked over at Malfoy who was glaring menacingly at the professor and rubbing his cheek. She gave a small smirk 'Oh but it felt so good to slap him.' This thought caused her to give a full smile, this was the second time Hermione had hit him, and it seemed to feel better every time.
Her smile faded and she remembered her earlier thoughts of her bed and sleeping for the rest of day. All her hopes for that were dashed, and all because of Malfoy. She couldn't help it if her hand accidentally slipped and hit Malfoy, he's the one that started it anyways. She turned and scowled at Malfoy who returned the favor.
'Great, now I'm going to have to spend my precious sleeping time working with Malfoy doing God-knows-what with Filtch. She gave an involuntary shutter at the thought of Filtch deciding their punishment but pushed the thoughts into the back of her head.
Class was already over and Hermione absently stuffed everything back into her bag and made for the door. Just before she reached it she felt a hand grip her wrist and pulled her back. She reeled around only to be faced with a very angry Draco Malfoy.
He was smirking, definitely not a good sign. "See you in detention Granger, be careful on your way down to the dungeons, we wouldn't want you to be late now would we?" He threw her wrist back and smirked at her once more before heading out of the classroom.
'What is he playing at? Was he threatening me?" She turned and headed out of the classroom.
'Arg, maybe I can get an hour of sleep before detention starts?' She made her way up to her bedroom and laid down on her bed. Sleep did not come to her though, she couldn't stop thinking of her parents and it wasn't long until the tears started flowing.
Her head was aching, her eyes were puffy and her clothes were all disheveled as she made her way down to detention. She had received an owl saying when detention was to be held and where.
It was 8:00 PM and she had missed dinner, not that she was hungry or anything, but Ron and Harry might be worried. She kept thinking of ways to inform the boys that she was alright with ought being late when she tripped over something.
"Damn" Standing up and brushing her self off she realized that she was in the dungeons. She shivered as she remembered Draco's statement from earlier.
"I'm not scared of him" she said to herself "he's nothing but a stupid git."
"Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's not healthy to talk to yourself, Granger?" His eyes held a hint of amusement in them as he stepped forward from the shadows.
Hermione said through narrowed eyes, "Malfoy, and what are you doing stalking around in the shadows?"
"Oh nothing, I was just making sure that you'd make it to detention alright, so I decided to wait here for you…" He had a dangerous gleam in his eye and if Hermione was being completely honest she would have said she was scared.
"Whatever you have planned, ferret, just forget about it. Now move, I don't want to be late." She made to push past him but he pushed her up against the wall.
"Don't.. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again." He was seething as he spit out the words. He let an smirk appear on his face and continued. "Dear, sweet Hermione, if only you'd stop pushing my buttons." he gave a short laugh as he saw the disgusted look on her face.
She was about to push away when she heard Filtch's voice at the other end of the hall "Hurry up you two, we haven't got all night…actually, we have." Hermione could hear the almost giddiness in his voice.
She pushed Malfoy away and started walking towards Filtch's office. 'Here goes nothing.'