Disclaimer- J.K Rowling is the smartest woman alive. She would probably be appalled if she read this melodramatic crap. I hope that this doesn't put ideas in any of your heads about what might happen in future HP books because I KNOW NOTHING!!! I don't own any of the characters either... This whole thing is therapy (because I was upset over the character she killed off) I'm just posting it because people told me to…
"Ok Hermione, I'll get homework done... can we do the Defense Against the Dark Arts ones first... I really don't want to do potions tonight." Harry pleaded Hermione sighed, "Sure, why not. At least you're getting something done"
Mrs Weasley and Lupin went and got their books and money from their vaults. She thought Hermione had the right idea and hoped that Ron would get off that broomstick and join them. "Ok, first assignment" Harry said looking under the short list that the new professor had left them. "Learn the names of the death eaters and what piece of dark magic each is notorious for, we will be learning most of the defenses this year. Wow, we already know that since we fought all of them."
Hermione took out the sheet of parchment connected to homework list. "Ok, all we have to do now is answer these questions. Not toWhoever it is wants to know background information of each student."
Harry snorted "I doubt that I need to fill one out then, everyone in the magical world seems to know EVERYTHING about me."
Hermione smiled "True, but I think you better fill one out anyway."
Harry looked through the questions. He started filling the ones that seemed objective like his name, but as he got further down the page, his potions seemed very appetizing. "Question 5, are you able to see threstrals?, if yes, why? Hermione, I really don't want to answer this" Harry said with a cracked voice. He began to think of Cedric Diggory. How innocent he was and how he made Cedric take the cup with him. Voldemort killed Cedric. It just wasn't fair...Then he thought of Sirius... There was absolutely no way he was going to tell w this new professor about the death of his beloved godfather. It was none of their business.
"Ok... next question" Hermione said seeing the look on his face. "List five people thatwould effect you the most if they died." Harry's heart sank. "Well the three people I care about the most are already dead" he told her.
Some of the other things on the list included "what are you most scared of?, who do you hate the most? How often do you worry about death. What was the worst moment of your life, and finally, who is the one person of the opposite sex would you do absolutely anything for and it would effect you greatly if they died. "I don't know if I want to do this. Let's do transfiguration Hermione"
"Actually Harry, I wouldn't blame you if you went down to play Quiddich with the others." Hermione said smiling. "I completely understand. There are many things on this list that I too refuse to talk about with a complete stranger."
"Thanks Hermione, Quiddich sounds like fun." he said to her smiling. He then thought of her up here by herself. He suddenly got an idea "Hermione", Harry asked. "Would you... like me to teach you how to fly?"
She gave him a weird look suggesting he was crazy for suggesting it. "Um... nevermind" he said "how about you at least come down with me instead.
Hermione smiled and brought her potions book, ink, a quill and a roll of parchment as they descended into the basement. Ron, Ginny and Cara were already down there. Ginny and Cara were talking. Ron was putting on Quiddich robes and once or twice Cara and Ron caught each other's eye. Ron noticed right away that Harry and Hermione was downstairs.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron greeted him. "Are you going to play Quiddich with us?"
"Definitely", Harry told them "The moment that hag took my broom last year, I have been dying to get on my firebolt."
"I wasn't sure, I thought Quiddich and your firebolt would remind you of Si...." Ron said stopping himself. Harry knew what he was going to say. He looked at Ron for a moment and decided that would be the moment to mount his broom and take off after the snitch Ginny had just released. He searched around for it and caught it within 5 minutes. He released it and decided to let it roam around for a while before he went to catch it again. He turned to watch the others. Ginny had the Quaffle. He had a look of determination to not let the quaffle get past him. When he succeeded, he threw the quaffle across the field. Cara sped to the other side of the field and was able to catch it inches from the other goal. She flew back to Ron, gracefully faked to the left, and somehow manage to throw the Quaffle through the right hoop by throwing around her back in a curve. Ron, Ginny and Harry looked at her in absolute amazement. Ron's jaw looked like it was going to fall off and his eyes stared at her in upmost admiration. "Hermione, did you SEE that!" Harry asked her. Hermione nodded, smiled and went back to her potions essay.
"Who taught you how to do THAT. It was amazing" Ron told her.
"Was it your dad" Ginny asked Cara smiled "Actually, no. It was my mom."
They continued to play Quiddich until they were tired. Harry beat his record and caught the snitch 60 seconds after it was released. Hermione, who had six of her essays done already, fell asleep on her chair. Harry motioned for them to go ahead. He put her stuff in a bag. Not wanting to wake her, he carefully picked her up and carried her up the flight of stairs to her bed. She subconciously leaned her head on his shoulder. He gently placed her on the bed and put the sheet over her. "Sweet dreams Hermione" Harry whispered He lay down in his own bed. He could see Sirius and James looking at him from his watch, smiling. He grinned back as he fell asleep.
"Ok Hermione, I'll get homework done... can we do the Defense Against the Dark Arts ones first... I really don't want to do potions tonight." Harry pleaded Hermione sighed, "Sure, why not. At least you're getting something done"
Mrs Weasley and Lupin went and got their books and money from their vaults. She thought Hermione had the right idea and hoped that Ron would get off that broomstick and join them. "Ok, first assignment" Harry said looking under the short list that the new professor had left them. "Learn the names of the death eaters and what piece of dark magic each is notorious for, we will be learning most of the defenses this year. Wow, we already know that since we fought all of them."
Hermione took out the sheet of parchment connected to homework list. "Ok, all we have to do now is answer these questions. Not toWhoever it is wants to know background information of each student."
Harry snorted "I doubt that I need to fill one out then, everyone in the magical world seems to know EVERYTHING about me."
Hermione smiled "True, but I think you better fill one out anyway."
Harry looked through the questions. He started filling the ones that seemed objective like his name, but as he got further down the page, his potions seemed very appetizing. "Question 5, are you able to see threstrals?, if yes, why? Hermione, I really don't want to answer this" Harry said with a cracked voice. He began to think of Cedric Diggory. How innocent he was and how he made Cedric take the cup with him. Voldemort killed Cedric. It just wasn't fair...Then he thought of Sirius... There was absolutely no way he was going to tell w this new professor about the death of his beloved godfather. It was none of their business.
"Ok... next question" Hermione said seeing the look on his face. "List five people thatwould effect you the most if they died." Harry's heart sank. "Well the three people I care about the most are already dead" he told her.
Some of the other things on the list included "what are you most scared of?, who do you hate the most? How often do you worry about death. What was the worst moment of your life, and finally, who is the one person of the opposite sex would you do absolutely anything for and it would effect you greatly if they died. "I don't know if I want to do this. Let's do transfiguration Hermione"
"Actually Harry, I wouldn't blame you if you went down to play Quiddich with the others." Hermione said smiling. "I completely understand. There are many things on this list that I too refuse to talk about with a complete stranger."
"Thanks Hermione, Quiddich sounds like fun." he said to her smiling. He then thought of her up here by herself. He suddenly got an idea "Hermione", Harry asked. "Would you... like me to teach you how to fly?"
She gave him a weird look suggesting he was crazy for suggesting it. "Um... nevermind" he said "how about you at least come down with me instead.
Hermione smiled and brought her potions book, ink, a quill and a roll of parchment as they descended into the basement. Ron, Ginny and Cara were already down there. Ginny and Cara were talking. Ron was putting on Quiddich robes and once or twice Cara and Ron caught each other's eye. Ron noticed right away that Harry and Hermione was downstairs.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron greeted him. "Are you going to play Quiddich with us?"
"Definitely", Harry told them "The moment that hag took my broom last year, I have been dying to get on my firebolt."
"I wasn't sure, I thought Quiddich and your firebolt would remind you of Si...." Ron said stopping himself. Harry knew what he was going to say. He looked at Ron for a moment and decided that would be the moment to mount his broom and take off after the snitch Ginny had just released. He searched around for it and caught it within 5 minutes. He released it and decided to let it roam around for a while before he went to catch it again. He turned to watch the others. Ginny had the Quaffle. He had a look of determination to not let the quaffle get past him. When he succeeded, he threw the quaffle across the field. Cara sped to the other side of the field and was able to catch it inches from the other goal. She flew back to Ron, gracefully faked to the left, and somehow manage to throw the Quaffle through the right hoop by throwing around her back in a curve. Ron, Ginny and Harry looked at her in absolute amazement. Ron's jaw looked like it was going to fall off and his eyes stared at her in upmost admiration. "Hermione, did you SEE that!" Harry asked her. Hermione nodded, smiled and went back to her potions essay.
"Who taught you how to do THAT. It was amazing" Ron told her.
"Was it your dad" Ginny asked Cara smiled "Actually, no. It was my mom."
They continued to play Quiddich until they were tired. Harry beat his record and caught the snitch 60 seconds after it was released. Hermione, who had six of her essays done already, fell asleep on her chair. Harry motioned for them to go ahead. He put her stuff in a bag. Not wanting to wake her, he carefully picked her up and carried her up the flight of stairs to her bed. She subconciously leaned her head on his shoulder. He gently placed her on the bed and put the sheet over her. "Sweet dreams Hermione" Harry whispered He lay down in his own bed. He could see Sirius and James looking at him from his watch, smiling. He grinned back as he fell asleep.