Heh heh. Don't hurt me.
Harry: So what happened in there?
Draco: Oh my god, Harry, you should have seen it!
Hermione: Yeah, Ron and I walked in the main doors, and one look around at all the pictures and people….Man, I never thought I would run that fast in my whole entire life!
Draco: Yup, she ran to the common room, argued with Ron through our portrait of a rainbow pig on a roof, and threatened to owl Mrs. Weasley about his behavior along with a picture.
Harry: Whoa, 'Mione. I never thought you could be so… so… evil! This is awesome… I mean, Ron is my friend, but this is hilarious!
Draco: Did you actually mail that letter?
Hermione: Er….
Chapter 12
Hermione woke up at 5:00 A.M. It was Monday yet again and the sun was shining; the birds chirping… Ugh, who cares!? We have double Potions first this morning! Ugh. Why me? I was standing out side one of the two bathrooms that all of the prefects had to share. Both were occupied. And I was going to be late if someone didn't get out of one of them soon.
"Come on! How long does it take to wash someone's butt, in the morning!!" I said, pounding on the oak door. To my surprise and happiness, the door opened. The person who came out, though, startled me half to death.
"Jeez, Hermione. Can't someone take a decent shower without you pounding on the door like a maniac?" He said, looking at me. It looked as if he had been in there for less than 20 minutes. Whoops. Oh well, I'm going to be late for Potions!
"Yes!" I practically screamed at him, dodging past him into the white marble bathroom.
Well, then. I guess that's what a late-Hermione looks like in the morning. Honestly, I was only in there for, like, ten minutes. I need a shower, damn it! The door to the other bathroom opened and Justin came out, just finishing tying his tie. I watched him walk to his couch and gather his books off of the coffee table. Wait a sec. What the hell am I doing? I need to take a shower! I ran into the empty bathroom, slammed the door, shed my clothes, and practically catapulted into the blue marble shower. Boy, this is not my day.
Harry and Ron were sitting at the Gryffindor table when Hermione burst into the Great Hall with flying hair and her bag swinging in all directions. She spotted them and ran over to get something to eat.
"Whoa, 'Mione. Did you just wake up?" Ron asked, while stuffing some oatmeal into his already toast-filled mouth. Hermione's glare was all he got for a response. Ron backed off and looked at Harry. Figures. Harry always had to do the talking when Ron messed up.
"So, Herms, uh… How's that Transfiguration essay coming along?" Harry asked, half-looking at his scrambled eggs, half-looking at Hermione.
"Harry? There is no Transfiguration essay… Are you feeling okay?" Hermione looked at Harry with worry written all over her face.
"Err… Yeah, 'Mione, I'm fine. I think we should be getting to potions before he actually slaughters us this time." Harry said. The three got up and made their way to potions.
"Hey, Harry, 'Mione. Have you guys seen Draco anywhere?" Ron asked looking around the Great Hall as they walked out.
"No, I thought he went to class when he let me in the bathroom. Maybe he decided to skip breakfast and get to class before he was late. You know, Draco. Always trying to get on Snape's good side." Hermione remarked. They descended the stone stairs to the dungeons as the temperature began to drop a few degrees.
"Aren't we all," Harry said, "but it never seems to work with him."
"Yeah, remember last time when Seamus tried to act innocent for something he did right? And Snape thought Seamus was coming on to him, so he told him not to bring his personal life to class." Ron said, containing his laughter enough to finish his story. Both Harry and Ron burst out laughing, while a highly confused Hermione looked between them.
"When was this? Where was I in all of this gay-Snapeness?" Hermione burst out, looking at them like they were both crazy.
"Oh yeah," Harry breathed, while holding his stomach and trying to stop from laughing, "I think you were in the Hospital Wing with Draco after he fell down those stairs." Harry said thinking back to the occasion. Ron had also stopped laughing and thought.
"I think Harry's right, Herms. You missed some fun classes!" Ron said, recalling what happened in Herbology and in Divination, which Hermione didn't have, but it was funny all the same.
"And then Trelawney's nose got stuck to the crystal ball and she kept snorting out wisps of smoke that looked like Harry dying from an allergic reaction to orange boxes," Ron said laughing.
"Yeah, I've never seen an orange box before…" Harry said as they approached Snape's door with everyone waiting outside it. Harry looked at his watch. 8:37 A.M.
"Hey, Snape's never late! Especially to his own class!" Harry told Ron and Hermione, along with some other Gryffindors that were standing near them.
"And," Hermione whispered so only Ron and Harry could hear, "Draco isn't here, either." They looked around through all the Slytherin huddles until they made sure Hermione hadn't overlooked it. Hermione was getting worried. Draco was never late.
"I'm going to go see what's keeping him," Hermione told them, walking in the direction of her common room. The door to the classroom opened as Hermione disappeared around the corner. Something was wrong, she could feel it.