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The three made it quite quickly to the Great Hall for breakfast, since Ron was practially running to get there quicker. "I feel like I've ran a marathon," Hermione said, breathing a little hard.
"But now you can eat more!" Ron was quick to point out.
"Ron!" Hermione said, shaking her finger at him. "Is food all you think about?"
"Do you have to ask?" Harry questioned.
"No, that isn't the only thing I think about, thank you very much" Ron snorted. "I also think about Quidditch and girls."
"Glad your mind is so expanded," Hermione scowled, walking in and taking her normal seat.
"That's our Hermione," Ron said with a laugh, sitting beside Hermione.
"That it is, Ron, That it is." Harry said, sitting on the other side of her
"So, Hermione, what's the first lesson?" Ron said with a mouthfull of cereal
"Potions, and Ron don't talk with your mouth full! Its not polite," Hermione said, nibbling on a piece of toast with strawberry jam
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Ron said, waving his hand at her.
"Boys," Hermione said, sighing.
"But what would you do without us?" Harry asked with a smile.
"Get a bit of peace?" Hermione suggested innocently just as the owls flew in to deliver the morning mail. A small tawney owl swooped and landed in front of Hermione, sticking out its leg. Hermione slowly untied the letter and gave the owl a piece of her toast and then looked at the letter with question in her eyes. The owl flew off as quickly as it came.
"Who's the letter from?" Harry asked.
"It's not Viktor, is it?" Ron seethed.
"I haven't opened it yet. I may tell you when I do," Hermione said, shrugging her shoulders and sticking the letter in her bag.
"Well? Aren't you going to open it now?" Ron pressed.
"No, if I do we will be late for Potions." Hermione said, grabbing her things and standing up. "Well, come on, then, lets go." she said, tapping her foot.
"Hurry, Harry, lets go before she has a hissy fit." Ron said, getting up from the table. Harry soon followed and they headed to the dungeons for Potions.
They made it just before the bell rang and quickly took their seats toward the middle of the class room. Hermione was unpacking her stuff as Snape walked in. Hermione noticed that Draco had yet to enter the class room.
"Wonder where Draco is?" Hermione said to herself, but just then her question was answerd as Draco saunterd into the room acting like he owned the place.
"Glad you could make it, Mr. Malfoy. I must warn you in the future you should be on time seeing as you are Head Boy and all." Snape said in his boring monotone voice. (A/N: No offense to Snape Fans Here I like snape myself to.)
"If that would have been one of us he would have taken points from our house!" Ron whisperd in a harsh tone to Harry.
"Mr. Weasley, would you like to share that with the rest of the class" Snape asked pointedly.
"Um no, sir." Ron said, his face turning the color of his hair.
"I don't believe that was a question it was an order!" Snape barked. Ron stayed quiet. "25 points from Gryffindor and another outburst like that and you will get detention!"
Ron looked as if he was going to say something, but Hermione tugged on his arm and gave him a look and he quickly shut his mouth.
"Now on with today's lesson. Today you will be working in pairs to make a very powerful Truth Potion. I will give you today to copy the ingredients and discuss with your partner your two page paper concerning the potion." Snape was saying as chatter started to fill the room.
"Silence!" Snape bellowed. "I will be picking the arrangements for partners. Now: Mr. Potter and Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Weasley and Ms. Parkinson..." and the list went on till only Hermione and Draco were left. "...and the Head Boy and Girl will be partnered up. Now go to your groups and get to work." Snape said with little enthusiasm.
Hermione got up and slowly walked over to Draco, seeing as how he wasn't about to move from his spot on the Slytherin side. "Malfoy," Hermione nodded as she sat down.
"Mudblood," Draco sneered.
"Malfoy, I suggest you drop this 'Mudblood' nonsense if we have to work together, not only as Head Boy and Girl, but in Potions too because the next time that word comes out of your mouth I will hex you 'til you wished you were dead. Do you understand me?!" Hermione was fumming.
"Touchy!" Malfoy said, a smirk appearing on his face. "Fine, I'll call you Granger for the time being, but only because I don't want to risk my beautiful face."
"Beautiful face my ass," Hermione mubbled, but in her head she was thinking 'that's not all of you that is beautiful'.
"Stop that, Hermione," she whisperd to herself, shaking her head. 'You must not have such thoughts about your enemy.' She finished in her head.
"Having an intresting conversation with yourself, Granger?" Draco asked.
"Stuff it, Malfoy," Hermione said, getting out her parchment and quills and writing the ingredents for the truth potion on her paper.
"When is the best time for you to study?" Hermione asked while she was copying down the notes that were being written on the board
"After dinner except for Tuesdays and Thursdays, then I have Qudditch practice." Draco said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Like you need it," Hermione mumbled.
"What was that, Granger?"
"Nothing, Malfoy." Hermione said, sighing just as the bell rang. She quickly gathered her stuff and headed out the door to meet her friends.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and after dinner Hermione slowly made her way to the Portrait of Merlin.
"Lacewings," Hermione said and the portrait flew open. Hermione walked into the common room and quickly sat her stuff on the scarlet couch. She sat down folding her legs under her and quickly pulled the letter she had recieved from her bookbag.
Goodness, how she hoped this was the letter she had been waiting for so long! She could have some information about her real family. The one she wished she had lived with. What she wouldn't give just to stay away from the home she grew up in and to never go back. The place that was once a safe harbor was now a living hell and one day she feared she might never escape....
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(Beta Note: Grrr, that's not a very satisfying ending!! Hmph! Gotta go!)
Thank-you to my Beta Reader Lily
Also, thanks to all of those who reviewed: SecretDestiny and Girl-named- Belle.
Now on with the Story
The three made it quite quickly to the Great Hall for breakfast, since Ron was practially running to get there quicker. "I feel like I've ran a marathon," Hermione said, breathing a little hard.
"But now you can eat more!" Ron was quick to point out.
"Ron!" Hermione said, shaking her finger at him. "Is food all you think about?"
"Do you have to ask?" Harry questioned.
"No, that isn't the only thing I think about, thank you very much" Ron snorted. "I also think about Quidditch and girls."
"Glad your mind is so expanded," Hermione scowled, walking in and taking her normal seat.
"That's our Hermione," Ron said with a laugh, sitting beside Hermione.
"That it is, Ron, That it is." Harry said, sitting on the other side of her
"So, Hermione, what's the first lesson?" Ron said with a mouthfull of cereal
"Potions, and Ron don't talk with your mouth full! Its not polite," Hermione said, nibbling on a piece of toast with strawberry jam
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Ron said, waving his hand at her.
"Boys," Hermione said, sighing.
"But what would you do without us?" Harry asked with a smile.
"Get a bit of peace?" Hermione suggested innocently just as the owls flew in to deliver the morning mail. A small tawney owl swooped and landed in front of Hermione, sticking out its leg. Hermione slowly untied the letter and gave the owl a piece of her toast and then looked at the letter with question in her eyes. The owl flew off as quickly as it came.
"Who's the letter from?" Harry asked.
"It's not Viktor, is it?" Ron seethed.
"I haven't opened it yet. I may tell you when I do," Hermione said, shrugging her shoulders and sticking the letter in her bag.
"Well? Aren't you going to open it now?" Ron pressed.
"No, if I do we will be late for Potions." Hermione said, grabbing her things and standing up. "Well, come on, then, lets go." she said, tapping her foot.
"Hurry, Harry, lets go before she has a hissy fit." Ron said, getting up from the table. Harry soon followed and they headed to the dungeons for Potions.
They made it just before the bell rang and quickly took their seats toward the middle of the class room. Hermione was unpacking her stuff as Snape walked in. Hermione noticed that Draco had yet to enter the class room.
"Wonder where Draco is?" Hermione said to herself, but just then her question was answerd as Draco saunterd into the room acting like he owned the place.
"Glad you could make it, Mr. Malfoy. I must warn you in the future you should be on time seeing as you are Head Boy and all." Snape said in his boring monotone voice. (A/N: No offense to Snape Fans Here I like snape myself to.)
"If that would have been one of us he would have taken points from our house!" Ron whisperd in a harsh tone to Harry.
"Mr. Weasley, would you like to share that with the rest of the class" Snape asked pointedly.
"Um no, sir." Ron said, his face turning the color of his hair.
"I don't believe that was a question it was an order!" Snape barked. Ron stayed quiet. "25 points from Gryffindor and another outburst like that and you will get detention!"
Ron looked as if he was going to say something, but Hermione tugged on his arm and gave him a look and he quickly shut his mouth.
"Now on with today's lesson. Today you will be working in pairs to make a very powerful Truth Potion. I will give you today to copy the ingredients and discuss with your partner your two page paper concerning the potion." Snape was saying as chatter started to fill the room.
"Silence!" Snape bellowed. "I will be picking the arrangements for partners. Now: Mr. Potter and Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Weasley and Ms. Parkinson..." and the list went on till only Hermione and Draco were left. "...and the Head Boy and Girl will be partnered up. Now go to your groups and get to work." Snape said with little enthusiasm.
Hermione got up and slowly walked over to Draco, seeing as how he wasn't about to move from his spot on the Slytherin side. "Malfoy," Hermione nodded as she sat down.
"Mudblood," Draco sneered.
"Malfoy, I suggest you drop this 'Mudblood' nonsense if we have to work together, not only as Head Boy and Girl, but in Potions too because the next time that word comes out of your mouth I will hex you 'til you wished you were dead. Do you understand me?!" Hermione was fumming.
"Touchy!" Malfoy said, a smirk appearing on his face. "Fine, I'll call you Granger for the time being, but only because I don't want to risk my beautiful face."
"Beautiful face my ass," Hermione mubbled, but in her head she was thinking 'that's not all of you that is beautiful'.
"Stop that, Hermione," she whisperd to herself, shaking her head. 'You must not have such thoughts about your enemy.' She finished in her head.
"Having an intresting conversation with yourself, Granger?" Draco asked.
"Stuff it, Malfoy," Hermione said, getting out her parchment and quills and writing the ingredents for the truth potion on her paper.
"When is the best time for you to study?" Hermione asked while she was copying down the notes that were being written on the board
"After dinner except for Tuesdays and Thursdays, then I have Qudditch practice." Draco said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Like you need it," Hermione mumbled.
"What was that, Granger?"
"Nothing, Malfoy." Hermione said, sighing just as the bell rang. She quickly gathered her stuff and headed out the door to meet her friends.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and after dinner Hermione slowly made her way to the Portrait of Merlin.
"Lacewings," Hermione said and the portrait flew open. Hermione walked into the common room and quickly sat her stuff on the scarlet couch. She sat down folding her legs under her and quickly pulled the letter she had recieved from her bookbag.
Goodness, how she hoped this was the letter she had been waiting for so long! She could have some information about her real family. The one she wished she had lived with. What she wouldn't give just to stay away from the home she grew up in and to never go back. The place that was once a safe harbor was now a living hell and one day she feared she might never escape....
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(Beta Note: Grrr, that's not a very satisfying ending!! Hmph! Gotta go!)