A/N: WARNING!! SHORT CHAPTER. Well, shorter anyway. I know my chapters
aren't usually real long or anything, but that's just how my mind works
y'know? In short lil bursts. =D lol. Anyway, just a reminder, I don't own
Harry Potter or the characters, and if I did, I doubt I would be writing
about them on fanfiction.net, right? I do own the plot though... and if you
want to use it that badly, go ahead, just don't steal my story! =D
o Crispy Mini's are Great. o
Hermione let out a deep sigh, as she pulled her hair into two messy bunches on either side of her head. It was had only been the first day but she had a charms essay on previous things they had learnt, a potions essay on veritaserum (which was also review) and 3 pages of arithmancy problems. None of the homework was due for at least a week, but Hermione wasn't going to start procrastinating on the first day. She had at least a couple hours to work before she left to see her beloved Headmaster about something so she slipped out of her school robes and into a pair of loose sweats and a very large Misfits hoodie, which was much more comfortable for curling up and doing homework in.
The fire in the common room was roaring and Hermione threw herself comfortably into a large armchair. In minutes she was absorbed into her work, forgetting everything around her.
She was brought back to the present when she heard the portrait slam shut. Hermione looked up to see Draco's retreating back as he stalked angrily into his adjoining room and slammed his door.
"Bad day?" She thought out loud to herself.
A quick glance at her watch told her it was quarter passed nine. She had wanted to meet Dumbledore at nine O'clock.
"Shit!" She threw her homework into her bag and chucked the entire thing into her bedroom. She had nearly forgotten about her meeting with Dumbledore. She had wanted to discuss a dream she had had during her History of Magic lesson. Not that she was sleeping... She grinned guiltily to herself and began to recall the dream...
She had been on her way to the great hall when she passed Draco's group of friends, they had all called out in greeting to her, which she couldn't figure out. They hated her. She glanced down and saw the slytherin emblem on her robes. It was then she noticed that she was wearing the sorting hat and it began to shriek into her ears that she belonged in slytherin anyway, and she had fainted. Which is when she awoke...
Falling out of your desk and hitting the floor will do that to you...
She hurried down the hall to the headmaster's quarters and before Hermione had even uttered a sound, the gargoyle guarding Dumbledore's office sprang to life on its own accord and revealed the entrance she was looking for.
Professor Dumbledore was standing at the top of the staircase waiting for her.
"How did you know? I-"
"Miss Granger, I always do." He smiled at her over his half-moon spectacles. "Now, how may I assist you?"
"I- er... I had a dream professor, about the sorting hat. It wanted to put me in Slytherin... is that even possible?"
"Yes. It is possible but very unlikely. The sorting hat prides itself on making the right choice, but students with concerns are welcome to be resorted. I do have the feeling though, that you are worried because of finding out about your parents and your heritage?"
"Yes... but I really think that the dream was more of a sign. I've been feeling out of place lately in Gryffindor. And I haven't been able to tell Ron or Harry about my real parents."
"As you wish, Miss Granger. Please have a seat." Dumbledore collected the hat from the nearby shelf and upon placing it atop her head it sprang to life.
"Ah, a Gryffindor, eh? I remember you. You were quite difficult to place. Brave lion, clever eagle, sweet badger and ambitious snake all in one. I knew, of course, of your real heritage, I could see it. But I could also see your worry of being rejected because of your blood. You didn't know. How badly I wanted to put you in Slytherin. You could have done so well, but alas, I couldn't. Over the years, others have tried to make you feel inferior, but now, it is your turn to take control of the real power you possess. Slytherin is your destiny."
Hermione took off the old hat and placed it on Dumbledore's desk with shaking hands. This was what she wanted, wasn't it? It was all a part of her plan to get closer to Draco Malfoy and make him fall in love with her so she could destroy him the way he had destroyed her all these years. She smiled to herself. But Draco wasn't the only reason she was doing this. It was for herself too. She hadn't lied. She really didn't feel very at home with the other Gryffindors.
"Miss Granger, I take it you expected that?"
"Yes, sir. I did. It happened the same way in my dream... thank you for allowing me to check this out for myself... I'll just be... leaving now..."
"Not so fast, Miss Granger. Now that you have officially been resorted, you must announce this to your fellow classmates. You will do so tomorrow morning at breakfast in the Great Hall."
"Yes, Professor." She bowed her head and exited the office, closing the door gently behind her. How the hell was she going to tell everyone what had just happened? And why hadn't she thought about this before?
A/N: As you may have noticed, the chapter title has nothing to do with the chapter. But Crispy Mini's really are great! Lol. Thanks to all the reviewers. You guys all make my day and I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter to you, but my mind was doing funny things and giving me writers block. I've been thinking about taking this story down and rewriting it cause it's starting to lose me, what do you think? I haven't decided yet so I'm going to keep with it for now. Oh and to Thalia05, stop reading my mind damnit! Lol, I haven't decided about the band thing, but that's what I was thinking of!! Lol. And about her nickname, that's also on my mind and it should be in an upcoming chapter very soon, but I haven't decided on the nickname yet. Does anyone have any ideas? ( I want something different than usual so no Mione, Hermy, Granny, Mya, etc. Something different.) Thanks again to everyone, and even though there isn't much in this chapter to review, I'd still love it if you did. =D
Mandee
o Crispy Mini's are Great. o
Hermione let out a deep sigh, as she pulled her hair into two messy bunches on either side of her head. It was had only been the first day but she had a charms essay on previous things they had learnt, a potions essay on veritaserum (which was also review) and 3 pages of arithmancy problems. None of the homework was due for at least a week, but Hermione wasn't going to start procrastinating on the first day. She had at least a couple hours to work before she left to see her beloved Headmaster about something so she slipped out of her school robes and into a pair of loose sweats and a very large Misfits hoodie, which was much more comfortable for curling up and doing homework in.
The fire in the common room was roaring and Hermione threw herself comfortably into a large armchair. In minutes she was absorbed into her work, forgetting everything around her.
She was brought back to the present when she heard the portrait slam shut. Hermione looked up to see Draco's retreating back as he stalked angrily into his adjoining room and slammed his door.
"Bad day?" She thought out loud to herself.
A quick glance at her watch told her it was quarter passed nine. She had wanted to meet Dumbledore at nine O'clock.
"Shit!" She threw her homework into her bag and chucked the entire thing into her bedroom. She had nearly forgotten about her meeting with Dumbledore. She had wanted to discuss a dream she had had during her History of Magic lesson. Not that she was sleeping... She grinned guiltily to herself and began to recall the dream...
She had been on her way to the great hall when she passed Draco's group of friends, they had all called out in greeting to her, which she couldn't figure out. They hated her. She glanced down and saw the slytherin emblem on her robes. It was then she noticed that she was wearing the sorting hat and it began to shriek into her ears that she belonged in slytherin anyway, and she had fainted. Which is when she awoke...
Falling out of your desk and hitting the floor will do that to you...
She hurried down the hall to the headmaster's quarters and before Hermione had even uttered a sound, the gargoyle guarding Dumbledore's office sprang to life on its own accord and revealed the entrance she was looking for.
Professor Dumbledore was standing at the top of the staircase waiting for her.
"How did you know? I-"
"Miss Granger, I always do." He smiled at her over his half-moon spectacles. "Now, how may I assist you?"
"I- er... I had a dream professor, about the sorting hat. It wanted to put me in Slytherin... is that even possible?"
"Yes. It is possible but very unlikely. The sorting hat prides itself on making the right choice, but students with concerns are welcome to be resorted. I do have the feeling though, that you are worried because of finding out about your parents and your heritage?"
"Yes... but I really think that the dream was more of a sign. I've been feeling out of place lately in Gryffindor. And I haven't been able to tell Ron or Harry about my real parents."
"As you wish, Miss Granger. Please have a seat." Dumbledore collected the hat from the nearby shelf and upon placing it atop her head it sprang to life.
"Ah, a Gryffindor, eh? I remember you. You were quite difficult to place. Brave lion, clever eagle, sweet badger and ambitious snake all in one. I knew, of course, of your real heritage, I could see it. But I could also see your worry of being rejected because of your blood. You didn't know. How badly I wanted to put you in Slytherin. You could have done so well, but alas, I couldn't. Over the years, others have tried to make you feel inferior, but now, it is your turn to take control of the real power you possess. Slytherin is your destiny."
Hermione took off the old hat and placed it on Dumbledore's desk with shaking hands. This was what she wanted, wasn't it? It was all a part of her plan to get closer to Draco Malfoy and make him fall in love with her so she could destroy him the way he had destroyed her all these years. She smiled to herself. But Draco wasn't the only reason she was doing this. It was for herself too. She hadn't lied. She really didn't feel very at home with the other Gryffindors.
"Miss Granger, I take it you expected that?"
"Yes, sir. I did. It happened the same way in my dream... thank you for allowing me to check this out for myself... I'll just be... leaving now..."
"Not so fast, Miss Granger. Now that you have officially been resorted, you must announce this to your fellow classmates. You will do so tomorrow morning at breakfast in the Great Hall."
"Yes, Professor." She bowed her head and exited the office, closing the door gently behind her. How the hell was she going to tell everyone what had just happened? And why hadn't she thought about this before?
A/N: As you may have noticed, the chapter title has nothing to do with the chapter. But Crispy Mini's really are great! Lol. Thanks to all the reviewers. You guys all make my day and I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter to you, but my mind was doing funny things and giving me writers block. I've been thinking about taking this story down and rewriting it cause it's starting to lose me, what do you think? I haven't decided yet so I'm going to keep with it for now. Oh and to Thalia05, stop reading my mind damnit! Lol, I haven't decided about the band thing, but that's what I was thinking of!! Lol. And about her nickname, that's also on my mind and it should be in an upcoming chapter very soon, but I haven't decided on the nickname yet. Does anyone have any ideas? ( I want something different than usual so no Mione, Hermy, Granny, Mya, etc. Something different.) Thanks again to everyone, and even though there isn't much in this chapter to review, I'd still love it if you did. =D
Mandee