Chapter 4

Breakfast in the Great Hall was delicious the next morning, but Hermione hadn't said a word to Savannah.

"Hermione!" said Savannah when she got up to leave. "Why are you mad at me?"

"What kind of a question is that? You know exactly why I am mad at you and don't pretend like you don't. I'm going back up to the dormitory."

"Wait! We have Herbology! You can't skip that!"

"I can and I will." And she turned and walked out of the Great Hall.

"Hermione's gone mad." said Savannah, once she sat back down next to Ron and Harry.

"Why?" asked Ron.

"She's skipping all her classes because she thought the only reason she worked hard all these years was to become Head Girl, and now that I got it she sees no point in attending her classes and she's mad at me. It's not like I wanted to be Head Girl!"

"Poor Hermione. I'd better go see how she's doing. See you guys at Herbology." said Ron.

"Ron, I think you should give her some time alone." said Harry.

"No Harry, I'm going. See you."

"I feel awful. It's all my fault. If I hadn't transferred, Hermione would probably be Head Girl. I've got to talk to Dumbledore. See you around Harry."

"Wait! Oh never mind. Bye!"

"Professor!" said Savannah once she reached Professor Dumbledore.

"Ah, yes, Miss London?"

"Um, I was wondering, do I have to be Head Girl? Even if I don't really want to be?"

"No. You don't. But I understand that the reason you want to give up your position as Head Girl is because your friend, Miss Granger, is mad at you for getting what she's wanted ever since she came to Hogwarts?"

"Why, yes. That's why! But may I ask, if I give up my position, is Hermione the one to get it?"

"Yes, Miss Granger was second in line for getting Head Girl. But I wouldn't give it up so soon; at least wait until Head Boy arrives tonight, and maybe give it a week or two after that to see if you're absolutely sure you want to give it up."

"Oh, thank you Professor! Thank you so much!" Dumbledore smiled and Savannah ran back to Harry.

"So?"

"He said I can give up my position to Hermione, but he said I have to wait at least two weeks. Do you mind saying something to her, so she isn't mad at me?"

"I'll try, but she is a hard person to convince."

"Thank you Harry!" she hugged him. Harry blushed. "Come on! We have Herbology now!"

They ran to their class, looking forward to a lesson with one of the nicest teachers at Hogwarts, but they found something different instead.

"I am Professor Dumpkins, and I am your substitute. Professor Sprout is out ill, and I will be subbing for her until she is well enough to return. Open your books to page 3."

"Where are Ron and Hermione?" asked Savannah.

"I don't know." said Harry. "I hope they get here soon though; Professor Dumpkins doesn't seem very nice."

Savannah nodded.

"Talking in my class?" said Professor Dumpkins, walking up to Savannah's desk. "3 points from Gryffindor. As well as for anyone else who thinks it's ok to talk during a lesson."

He turned around and went back to explaining about a new rare plant called the Cintica, found only in Africa.

"This is boring!" whispered Savannah. Just then 2 people ran into the class.

"Sorry we're late, we were in the bathroom." It was Ron and Hermione.

"Together? What a pathetic excuse."

"No, we're friends, so we waited for each other." said Ron.

"Do not talk back to me young man! 5 points from Gryffindor, the rest of you be quiet and listen!"

Ron and Hermione stared wide-eyed at Professor Dumpkins for a moment, then sat down next to Harry.

"Take notes!" yelled Professor Dumpkins, and everyone quickly pulled out their parchment and a quill.

"He's a mean teacher." mumbled Ron. Harry and Hermione nodded.

"Stop this talking! Another 5 points from Gryffindor. The next person who speaks will have detention in my office!"

Everyone was quiet. After class, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Savannah all walked to the dungeons together.

"He was the worst teacher ever! Even worse then Snape!"

"I don't think that's possible." said Hermione.

"Who's Snape?" asked Savannah.

"Your worst nightmare." said Ron.

"Or am I." said a voice. Ron gulped.

"Er, hello, Professor!" he said faking a smile. "Nice day, isn't it?" Snape glared at him and swept past them into the dungeons before them.

"That was Snape?" asked Savannah.

"Yea, see? Told you he was your worst nightmare."

"I see what you mean."

Come on, we're going to be late, and Snape's already mad enough."

They all rushed into the class and took their seats quietly.