A/N: sorry it's such a short chap, longer chaps comin soon…
Hermione met Harry after dinner in the library. Hermione dumped her bag on the table that Potter had selected and picked up one of the books he had taken from the shelves. She began to flick through it and there was silence until Potter gave a small cry of surprise.
"Hermione, you're in this book!" Hermione stared at him in disbelief
"Well, duh!" she replied sarcastically. Harry looked back at the book. "They call you the Girl-who-lived and you defeated the Dark Lord when you were one. It says that you have a lightning-bolt shaped scar. Where is it?" Hermione pulled back her fringe and showed him her scar, at the same time rolling her eyes.
"Wow! Why haven't you told anyone about this?" asked Harry in surprise.
Hermione rolled her eyes again "I have."
"Why did you agree to do this project if it's all about you? Why didn't you tell me?" asked Harry.
"I thought it might be interesting" shrugged Hermione.
Harry narrowed his eyes "You just wanted to do a project all about you didn't you? That's your real reason for doing this project."
Hermione stood up in outrage. "And? I don't have to explain myself to you, Potter."
"You're so self-centred. You think that the world worships you for being the Girl-who-lived. You look down on everyone else just because they haven't 'fought' a Dark Lord, if you can call what you did fighting." Said Harry sarcastically.
Hermione glared at him and grabbed her bag. "I will not have a loser like you insulting me. You're just jealous because I have a life and friends and you're the loser who sits in a corner with a book." With that Hermione stormed out of the library.