Chapter Three: Paranoia and the next letter
Hermione Granger walked down to the great hall at study hall and walked over to the Gryffindor and sat next to Ron. Her hair in two tight braids. Light circles under her eyes from lack of sleep because of those dreams she kept having the night before.
"I had the worst nights sleep!" Hermione said and rubbed her eyes which where having thing fuzz up and blur.
"Why's that?" Ron asked as he ordered his pawn to E-5 which wasn't a good idea…seeing Harry killed it…"Harry!" Ron said in a hey-no-fair tone!
"Was my turn…Hermione what's wrong? You don't look too well!" Harry said looking over.
"Bad dreams…really bad dreams which you will not anything of... they were about my old friend Amelia" Hermione said make up the first name coming to her mind. "About her death…." Hermione lied and she ate some chips and wrote in her journal the time and place she was when she got the letter... She also wrote how it smelt…
"Granger, better be prepared for the pop quiz in potions today! My Grades are counting on it…" Malfoy said in a stuck up way…and mumbled mud-blood as he walked away.
Hermione's looked at her paper trying to ignore him; her mind kept wandering to the letter. She was nervous because it could be him. Hermione summoned her potions book and ingredients and read chapter nine on Aromatherapy. "Lavender and Ylang-ylang are good oils to use in medicinal or perfume ways. They are also both insect repellents and Ylang-ylang is also an aphrodisiac, aphrodisiacs are stimulants for love and passion…" Hermione read the passage barley loosing breath…
"Hermione what are you doing?" Ron asked giving her a confused look, it wasn't a glare but his eyes were wide and not bugging wide, like a relaxed bugging wide…he was seeming to be like a gazing kind 'you're my friend' look…
"What does it look like I'm getting ready for class…you don't know? We are working on making essential oil based potions today…" She said and smiled…I like him a lot she thought and smiled. "I have to go" She said and walked from the great hall to the entrance hall calmly holding her cauldron in one hand and her bag slung over her shoulder. She walked down to the potions lab thinking about life and how much more confusing it was now…so confusing that often she felt depressions dark claws ripping at her life…
She walked into the dank potions lab; it was growing moss on the walls and had a moldy wet smell to it; kind of disgusting and really not a comfortable environment for a class room. She walked to the front of the room where she and Malfoy were forced to sit.
She placed her things down and carefully braced herself for what was to come. Low and behold Malfoy wasn't lying…they were having a pop-quiz today and she knew everything… everything except the person who was sending her the letters…but she hopped it wasn't Malfoy…but she knew it could possibly be.
After class was over they had an hour before class so she walked to the lake and looked into the clear icy blue water of the lake. She could see her reflection, a morphed version it didn't look exactly like herself…It looked like…someone else… She never knew why her hair all of a sudden changed and than, when ever she took a shower was all poofed out for a whole day…Someone's hand or, someone touched her back and Hermione turned around to see Malfoy was behind her, she was nervous she didn't want anything to happen with Malfoy…she hoped beyond hope nothing would ever happen between them.
"Granger, Snape told me to give you this…his response was 'gah'…I hope that's a good thing, because if you didn't know, our grades are depending on it!" Malfoy said handing Hermione the test they took thirty minutes earlier. "I hope you did well!" He said and walked off sniggering…
Hermione felt herself tremble, tremble from fear. She didn't want Malfoy's grades to go up because she was a good student. She would rather throw herself into the depth of the lake…but something made her stay…She walked out of the forest and heard something fall, and a letter landed on her foot. She picked it up and saw it was for her…from her admirer again and she ran into the school as fast as she could…Her heart racing.
She walked into the library and hid in-between two bookshelves and opened the letter. Its fragrance was sweet and almost like rose, but stronger…a more pungent smell…defiantly Ylang-ylang…she pulled out the parchment and read the letter that was there.
Dear Love
Dear love I fear to say
what I must say
I love you so
But I can't
I can't love you
You're my friend
Dear Love I love you so...
Dear Hermione
My love for you will never seize.
And I hope our friendship will bloom forever.
Love ~ Yours truly~ Admirer
As Hermione read the letter she saw how it look as if someone whoever it was took so much care in writing it. It still did giver her a small dose of paranoia, but not enough to be paranoid for life… Inside the envelope was a picture of Her, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Dean when they were about to get on the train. Something was scrawled on the back, she read it and a smile crept across her cheeks, it said…
Friendship that will last a lifetime
The motley crew
And second batch
Of marauders
~Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger~
~Harry Potter~
~Dean Tomas, and Virginia (Ginny) Weasley~
Much Love
Hermione put the picture in her pocket and looked into the letter, yet again there was something else. A rose on single rose. She pulled it out her smile growing, she was happy someone liked her so much to indulge her in so many gifts, but she wanted to know who it was. Who is giving me all of these? She thought as she put the letter in her pocket and left the library smelling the rose.
"Where did you get the rose Hermione? Come on tell me!?" Ron said and ran over putting an arm around her and they walked like that for a while.
"I don't know where…it just…came to me…" Hermione said and told Ron about the letters.
"Who wouldn't like you Hermione? You are smart, funny, kind, and really pretty!", his sister had told him and taught him how to blush over the summer and how not to, not to be turn your ears the color of quaffles, or the way Ron blushed!
"Oh Ron, you really think I'm pretty?!" Hermione said in a sweet thank-full voice giving Ron a hug. She didn't want to really hug Ron, she was dying to kiss him…but she kept her strange urges down for the moment…
In that moment she remembered about the letters, she didn't know who they were from. Everyone was a suspect, but Malfoy…He was on a keen watch…she didn't like him or anything, but she feared what might be…that wasn't supposed to be.
Hermione Granger walked down to the great hall at study hall and walked over to the Gryffindor and sat next to Ron. Her hair in two tight braids. Light circles under her eyes from lack of sleep because of those dreams she kept having the night before.
"I had the worst nights sleep!" Hermione said and rubbed her eyes which where having thing fuzz up and blur.
"Why's that?" Ron asked as he ordered his pawn to E-5 which wasn't a good idea…seeing Harry killed it…"Harry!" Ron said in a hey-no-fair tone!
"Was my turn…Hermione what's wrong? You don't look too well!" Harry said looking over.
"Bad dreams…really bad dreams which you will not anything of... they were about my old friend Amelia" Hermione said make up the first name coming to her mind. "About her death…." Hermione lied and she ate some chips and wrote in her journal the time and place she was when she got the letter... She also wrote how it smelt…
"Granger, better be prepared for the pop quiz in potions today! My Grades are counting on it…" Malfoy said in a stuck up way…and mumbled mud-blood as he walked away.
Hermione's looked at her paper trying to ignore him; her mind kept wandering to the letter. She was nervous because it could be him. Hermione summoned her potions book and ingredients and read chapter nine on Aromatherapy. "Lavender and Ylang-ylang are good oils to use in medicinal or perfume ways. They are also both insect repellents and Ylang-ylang is also an aphrodisiac, aphrodisiacs are stimulants for love and passion…" Hermione read the passage barley loosing breath…
"Hermione what are you doing?" Ron asked giving her a confused look, it wasn't a glare but his eyes were wide and not bugging wide, like a relaxed bugging wide…he was seeming to be like a gazing kind 'you're my friend' look…
"What does it look like I'm getting ready for class…you don't know? We are working on making essential oil based potions today…" She said and smiled…I like him a lot she thought and smiled. "I have to go" She said and walked from the great hall to the entrance hall calmly holding her cauldron in one hand and her bag slung over her shoulder. She walked down to the potions lab thinking about life and how much more confusing it was now…so confusing that often she felt depressions dark claws ripping at her life…
She walked into the dank potions lab; it was growing moss on the walls and had a moldy wet smell to it; kind of disgusting and really not a comfortable environment for a class room. She walked to the front of the room where she and Malfoy were forced to sit.
She placed her things down and carefully braced herself for what was to come. Low and behold Malfoy wasn't lying…they were having a pop-quiz today and she knew everything… everything except the person who was sending her the letters…but she hopped it wasn't Malfoy…but she knew it could possibly be.
After class was over they had an hour before class so she walked to the lake and looked into the clear icy blue water of the lake. She could see her reflection, a morphed version it didn't look exactly like herself…It looked like…someone else… She never knew why her hair all of a sudden changed and than, when ever she took a shower was all poofed out for a whole day…Someone's hand or, someone touched her back and Hermione turned around to see Malfoy was behind her, she was nervous she didn't want anything to happen with Malfoy…she hoped beyond hope nothing would ever happen between them.
"Granger, Snape told me to give you this…his response was 'gah'…I hope that's a good thing, because if you didn't know, our grades are depending on it!" Malfoy said handing Hermione the test they took thirty minutes earlier. "I hope you did well!" He said and walked off sniggering…
Hermione felt herself tremble, tremble from fear. She didn't want Malfoy's grades to go up because she was a good student. She would rather throw herself into the depth of the lake…but something made her stay…She walked out of the forest and heard something fall, and a letter landed on her foot. She picked it up and saw it was for her…from her admirer again and she ran into the school as fast as she could…Her heart racing.
She walked into the library and hid in-between two bookshelves and opened the letter. Its fragrance was sweet and almost like rose, but stronger…a more pungent smell…defiantly Ylang-ylang…she pulled out the parchment and read the letter that was there.
Dear Love
Dear love I fear to say
what I must say
I love you so
But I can't
I can't love you
You're my friend
Dear Love I love you so...
Dear Hermione
My love for you will never seize.
And I hope our friendship will bloom forever.
Love ~ Yours truly~ Admirer
As Hermione read the letter she saw how it look as if someone whoever it was took so much care in writing it. It still did giver her a small dose of paranoia, but not enough to be paranoid for life… Inside the envelope was a picture of Her, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Dean when they were about to get on the train. Something was scrawled on the back, she read it and a smile crept across her cheeks, it said…
Friendship that will last a lifetime
The motley crew
And second batch
Of marauders
~Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger~
~Harry Potter~
~Dean Tomas, and Virginia (Ginny) Weasley~
Much Love
Hermione put the picture in her pocket and looked into the letter, yet again there was something else. A rose on single rose. She pulled it out her smile growing, she was happy someone liked her so much to indulge her in so many gifts, but she wanted to know who it was. Who is giving me all of these? She thought as she put the letter in her pocket and left the library smelling the rose.
"Where did you get the rose Hermione? Come on tell me!?" Ron said and ran over putting an arm around her and they walked like that for a while.
"I don't know where…it just…came to me…" Hermione said and told Ron about the letters.
"Who wouldn't like you Hermione? You are smart, funny, kind, and really pretty!", his sister had told him and taught him how to blush over the summer and how not to, not to be turn your ears the color of quaffles, or the way Ron blushed!
"Oh Ron, you really think I'm pretty?!" Hermione said in a sweet thank-full voice giving Ron a hug. She didn't want to really hug Ron, she was dying to kiss him…but she kept her strange urges down for the moment…
In that moment she remembered about the letters, she didn't know who they were from. Everyone was a suspect, but Malfoy…He was on a keen watch…she didn't like him or anything, but she feared what might be…that wasn't supposed to be.