Hey everyone!!!!!!!! I'm so sorry that it's been such a while since last time I updated. But first I went to camp for a long time and then I just didn't feel like writing! But now I'm back! And now for the three lovely reviewers of this chapter:
Hermionefan- Thank you so much! I love it when people like what I write!
Lisi- I know, this story is SO sad. But don't worry eventually things will get happy! I don't know when you're gonna find out about what's going on, it may be soon, it may be much, much later.
Kenny Murphy- Wow, you really think my story is that good? Don't worry, Hermione will be getting revenge on Harry and Ron. Actually that will even happen in this very chapter…
I was sitting on a chair, in the middle of a very dark room. All around me I could hear people talking, yet I could not see the people. Suddenly the lights turned on. All of the people sitting in the room were staring at me with identical expressions of hate.
Suddenly they started to get in a line. I realized that they were all people I knew.
First in line were my mother and father. They started to speak. "Hermione is a brat that we hate! In our eyes she is not our child, just an annoyance that hangs around the house during the summer. We hope that she just stays at that stupid school of hers forever and never comes to visit us."
They went to sit back in their seats, not even noticing the tears that were starting to well up in my eyes.
Next were Harry and Ron. "Hermione is annoying mudblood that is always trying to be our friend! How funny it is when she comes up to us saying 'Oh Harry, Ron, please talk to me again!' We can't believe that she thinks we would be friends with a know-it-all like her! Why we only used to talk to her so she would give us answers to our homework!"
By now it was hard to stop myself from crying out in hurt. How could they? They were my friends, my best friends in the whole entire world!
Slowly everyone I liked and respected came up to insult me. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Evelyn, all my aunts and uncles, Ginny, even Neville. And by the end I was sobbing. My heart was being stepped on, ripped and cut to shreds all at the same time. And as person after person came up, I stopped hearing the words, all I could do was sit there and cry. When the last person, a third year who I sometimes tutored, started to talk about me, I prepared myself for another horrible speech. But to my complete surprise, he just started saying my name…
"Hermione!"
"Hermione, wake up! Do you want to miss potions? I don't think Snape would like that! Come on, I know you don't want a detention!"
The word detention kind of woke me up. Then, I suddenly remembered my dream and flung my arms around the person who had woken me up, none other than Draco Malfoy.
I started to cry and between tears I told Draco what my dream had been about. Draco comforted me and soon we were on our way to breakfast. Lately I had just been eating at the Slytherin table. No one in Gryffindor really cared either which was one of the saddest things.
The day went by very slowly, but finally it was time for what I had planned. For the first time in weeks I was incredibly happy. Finally, I would be getting back at them. I'd checked everything over with the notebook at least ten times. Everything was set.
I muttered "Sonorous." I knew my voice was loud enough to echo around the whole great hall. Everyone was sitting, eating their dinner, when I stood up.
I began to speak. "Hey, Hogwarts. Today I have a special treat for everyone! It's called Harry Potter and Ron Weasley trivia!"
By now the teachers were trying to stop me but I had thought of this earlier. Suddenly none of them could speak.
"Now, I believe everyone knows Harry and Ron, but in case you don't, here they are!" The great hall became pitch black and two spotlights focused on Harry and Ron, exposing their shocked faces.
"Okay, first question. Who did Ron have a crush on in his second year?"
A) Lavender Brown
B) Pansy Parkinson
C) Padma Patil
Spotlights flashed on all of the named girls.
I answered the question. "The answer is, Pansy Parkinson!"
All the spotlights moved on Pansy, along with the eyes of everyone in the great hall. As soon as I finished saying her name, laughter broke out. For one of the first times in Hogwarts history, Slytherins and Gryffindors, First Years and Seventh Years, teachers (though it was hard to tell because none of them could make noise) and students, were all united in laughing at Pansy and Ron. It was just the idea of the happy, cheerful Gryffindor and the sour faced Slytherin being in love was so funny that no one could contain his or her laughter.
And even better, completely adding to Ron's embarrassment, Lavender shouted, "Oh Ronnie, you cheated on me! I can't believe it! I thought we were going to get married, have seven kids and live in a pink house! But no, you had to cheat on me with Parkinson!"
By now I was on the floor almost in tears. Lavender was sooooooo stupid! Ron had barely known that Lavender existed in our second year. And he hadn't even done anything with Pansy!
I composed myself and began the next question. "And the next question! What does Harry call his girlfriend Parvati?"
A) Sweetie
B) Honey
C) My sweet shnoookums-wookums honey darling princess
I started to laugh as I read the answer. "And the answer is," my voice turned into Harry's voice, "my sweet shnookums-wookums honey darling princess."
The whole great hall once again was filled with laughter at the sound of the ridiculous words in Harry's voice. Even Ron himself looked like he just wanted to crack up.
I read many more questions with embarrassing answers and by the end of dinner, Harry and Ron looked as if they wanted to melt into the floor.
At the end I bowed and took the spell off the teachers, waiting to hear how bad my punishment would be. But to my utter surprise, I was barely punished.
Dumbledore stood up. "Nice show, Miss Granger! Everyone, give her a round of applause!"
Once the applause stopped he began speaking again. "I'm afraid I will have to take off fifteen points for silencing the teachers, but I will also award you five points for some wonderful entertainment!"
Everyone thought Dumbledore was finished so people began to talk.
"I didn't know that Harry had dreams about McGonagall's underwear!"
"Hey, Jessie, do you think I could get Ron to show me his polka-dotted pajamas?"
But the conversations were cut off when Dumbledore began to speak again. "Silence!" The room fell silent. "I have some exciting news for everyone! I'm sure this year's Seventh Years all remember the Yule Ball." All the Seventh Years nodded. "Well this year we will be having a Christmas Ball, for Fourth Years and up. Younger students may come if an older student invites them. Now, you may be wondering why I'm telling you this so long before the ball itself. This is because it will be a costume ball, and the person with the best costume will win a prize. The teachers will be the judges. By the way, no bribing allowed. If you try to bribe a teacher you will be punished! Now, have a nice evening!"
People left the great hall chatting about two things in particular: Harry and Ron, and the ball.
I went to sleep, feeling completely content. For the first time since the end of my sixth year, I fell asleep at 9 PM and lied in bed until late in the morning. I enjoyed the weekend quite a lot, spending most of my time with Draco and the other part with Evelyn.
I wouldn't realize until months later that something was very wrong. But I'll always remember those in between months as a very happy and peaceful time. I forgot about Voldemort, my parents' arguments and my friends' new personalities. That was until the day that changed it all.
December 1st. The day I found out that my parents were getting divorced.
I hope everyone likes the chapter! In case you're confused, I basically skipped a few months and went right to December 1st, the day she finds out her parents are getting divorced. You'll find out more about that next chapter! Bye, bye!