I wanna say thanks to JKRFan4Life first before everything else... thanks for all 7 reviews!!! ÜÜÜ I really appreciated them and right now, I'm in a really good mood, even without a sugar high from Pepsi!!! lol Ü and oh yeah, I forgot; you may borrow the Abyss of Time Ü since you were so sweet (you reviewed all the chapters!!! Ü) and since we have a lot of things in common hehehe ÜÜÜ oh, and you'll see just what Malfoy senior's up to... soon ÜÜÜ Guess what: I told you I just added the 'loo' part while typing, right? It opened up a storyline I wanted to include before but didn't know how... I'm a genius!!! lol, not really... I'm incorporating it into Chapter 10. Hmm, I remembered what you said; it would be funny if Snape got shut into a pyramid... I bet all the dryness in the desert would dry up his hair Ü haha Ü but I can't imagine Snape without greasy hair!
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Hmph! I'm in a bit of an annoyed mood now cause my older sister's playing love songs makes a face
Oh, a bit of a warning: this chapter might not be as long as Chapter 6 and 7... that's all
This chapter... I remember a couple of things from my senior year when reading this... which I don't feel like remembering right now makes a face all I can tell you is, there was someone who acted like James then... wrinkles nose
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Chapter 8: Loneliness and Some Revelations
In the past...
The rest of the weekend was uneventful, if you don't count James hexing people foe the fun of it as events. Soon it was Monday. Hermione was excited about going to class in the past and doing the last week's work she'd missed. (Typical, Hermione makes a face lol Ü) Lily was now getting more attention from the guys, probably cause she didn't look deathly pale anymore. (Guys can be so shallow sometimes. For example, my high school classmates Ü) The guys would actually fight for her attention!!! However, they stayed away whenever James was around, for fear of his retribution. Nobody would ever want to get on James' bad side. (3 guesses why ÜÜÜ) The least the guys could do then was to greet 'good morning' and stuff. (You know, the pathetic stuff... I think it's pretty pathetic hehe Ü)
Hermione and Lily were walking to the Great Hall when a guy said, "Good morning, Lily!" and waved. Lily smiled and waved back. When they were out of sight and earshot of the guy, Hermione said, "Lily, that has got to be the eleventh guy who said 'good morning' to you!"
"And so?"
"Lily," Hermione said, exasperated that she hadn't noticed, "don't you notice?! They like you!"
"Oh really now," Lily said sarcastically.
"Yup."
"Somehow I don't believe you."
"Well, you have to, cause it's the truth," said Hermione as they went down the stairs.
"Okay, well hahaha, why don't I see any of them asking me out, huh?" Lily challenged.
"James."
"What?"
"Good morning, ladies!" James said gallantly, coming between them and trying to link arms with the girls but Lily moved away. (haha Ü)
Hermione laughed. "Good morning, James. Oh, and Lily? That's the twelfth."
"You're still counting?!" Lily shrieked.
"Yeah, I am," said Hermione, smirking. Lily glared at her.
"Counting what?" James asked, confused. None of the girls bothered to answer him though, cause the other 3 Marauders arrived. Hermione had already forgiven Peter, but she was in no hurry to tell him her secret.
"Hey, Emma, Lily," Remus said as they all entered the Great Hall for breakfast. They had just sat down and were getting food when an owl arrived for Lily. Lily casually took the letter, offered the owl some bacon rinds, opened the letter and read while drinking some pumpkin juice. Soon, Lily spat out the pumpkin juice all over the letter. (I wonder why Ü) Hermione and the 4 guys were looking at her curiously. Lily turned red.
"What is it? Give it here," Hermione said, grabbing the parchment and removing the pumpkin juice with a spell. She started to read it, her eyes sliding rapidly down the parchment. As they did, Hermione started to grin, and it became bigger and bigger until she finished the letter.
"What is it?" Remus asked. Hermione wordlessly handed him the paper, grin still in place, and the other Marauders peered at the letter from behind him. Pretty soon, Sirius was laughing out loud. In fact, he got attention from nearby students. Remus looked quite amused, and Peter was snickering. James looked quite furious, however. Lily looked embarrassed. (wanna guess why??? ÜÜÜ) "Um, I have to go get something from my room," she muttered. "See you in class!" she said, out of her seat in a flash.
"Lily?" Hermione called out as Lily was quite a distance away. She didn't want to die an early death.
"What now?" Lily asked, exasperated.
"That was the thirteenth, and more," Hermione announced. Lily glared at her again and sped out of the Great Hall without a backward glance.
The 3 Marauders snickered; Hermione put a consoling hand on James' shoulder. "Look James, it was just a love letter -"
"JUST A LOVE LETTER?!" James bellowed, getting the attention of most of the surrounding students.
"Look, do you think Lily will do anything about it? Or him, for that matter?" Hermione asked. She saw a Hufflepuff guy cowering in his seat out of the corner of her eye. 'Hm, he's gutsy... not bad looking either,' she thought with a grin.
"She's right, Prongs. You know Lily; I mean, you've been doing that since we were in first year," Remus said.
"Knowing her, she'd ignore that. Sure, she'd be embarrassed at first, but later on it's like she didn't get anything of the sort! Look Prongs, the point is, she isn't interested in guys who send love letters. At least that's my latest theory," Sirius added.
"Theory, huh... so you study Lily?" Hermione asked.
"Not really, my theories are just what I figure out whenever James fails to get her attention."
"How can you even formulate theories, with your mind busy on pranks and girls and adventures?"
"Maybe I'm really just a genius," Sirius said arrogantly. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned back to James.
"He's right, James. I know for a fact from our chats last weekend that she hates guys who are all-talk, or all-write in this case. So calm down already! She's not gonna go out with that git, mark my words," she said. 'They can mark my words, cause Lily will not end up with him in the future!'
"Right, she'll go out with me and we'll end up getting married and live happily ever after!" James said confidently. The others sighed.
"I didn't know you read fairy tales," Hermione said, studying him closely.
"My demented aunt used to read them to me when I was a kid whenever she'd stay at home with my family... maybe she thought I was a girl to be read stories of poor heroines and handsome princes," he said, sticking his tongue out, making the others laugh.
They finally started on their breakfast. After a while, Remus checked his watch. "Time to go to Charms," he announced. They all got up and made their way to the Charms classroom.
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Lily slid into a seat with her Ravenclaw friends 5 minutes before the class started, so Hermione didn't have anyone to sit with. The Marauders were sitting together (well, what did you expect??? ÜÜÜ), so she sat at the back. She also sat at the back so no one would notice her, the new girl.
'It really sucks when you're all alone,' Hermione thought, making a face.
"Hey, is this seat taken?"
"Um, no," Hermione said, smiling at the guy who was asking. He looked like Orlando Bloom. (That will be explained in the next chapter Ü and no, I don't like him either.) 'Hmm, I wonder if he knows he looks like the Muggle star.'
The guy sat in the seat to her right. "Sebastian du Grey." (guess where I got the name ÜÜÜ I bet you couldn't Ü lol)
"Emma Felton."
"Okay," Professor Flitwick's squeaky voice interrupted. "Today we shall be studying..." (I didn't bother inventing anything... I think the only time when Charms comes up in Book 5 is after Umbridge nearly caught Sirius, and they were practicing the Silencing Charm. In this story, though, they already know it, so I'm not putting anything in here.)
After a few minutes, they had already practiced the pronunciation of the incantation and wand movement; they were now practicing the spell. Hermione, as usual, had easily mastered the spell; she watched Sebastian do the spell. After a few tries and after Hermione helped him, he had also mastered it. There was nothing else to do, so they chatted.
"You're new here, right?"
'New here in the past.' "Yup, I transferred from Beauxbatons."
"Really? What made you transfer here?"
"To tell you the truth, I like Hogwarts better than Beauxbatons. When I was a kid, I'd read Hogwarts, A History over and over again. I've always wanted to come here," Hermione said, looking around the classroom for effect. (hehehe ÜÜÜ) The problem was, my parents used to go to Beauxbatons. So when I was eleven, I received my acceptance letter from there and not here. I cried then and locked myself in my room," she said, grinning. Sebastian laughed.
"What happened next?" he asked, eager for more stories.
"Well, my parents convinced me that at least I still had a chance to study magic, not like the Muggles, that I was lucky that I was going to. So I finally agreed, and opened my door."
"You guys had your conversation while your parents were still outside your room?" he said incredulously.
"Yeah... anyway, I went there for the last six years... after those six years, I told my parents I wanted to transfer to Hogwarts; it was my last chance to, and my parents didn't agree before. They finally caved in, and I moved back here. Our family lives in England, you see; I just moved to France to live with my godmother when I went to Beauxbatons," Hermione explained. "And I'm actually glad I came here; when I went to Beauxbatons, it was like something wasn't right."
"Like you didn't belong?"
"Yeah, and that's saying something, because I had a lot of friends and I had great grades."
"So now..." Sebastian trailed off.
"I feel great!" Hermione said, beaming. "I'm really glad my parents let me go here." Hermione had to keep a straight face afterwards to keep from laughing. She had thought all that up only last night, while she was staring at the canopy of her four–poster bed and she was able to pull that off! (I'm like that; when we had to think something up for school, like a story or something, I would always come up with something, and nothing would be out of place to suggest that my story was all wrong ÜÜÜ LOL ÜÜÜ) "What about you?" she asked quickly.
They talked until the rest of the class. When they had put away the animals they had practiced on, Sebastian walked back to their table. "It was nice meeting you, Emma," he said with a grin.
"Same here," Hermione replied, grinning back.
"I hope we become seatmates again."
"Me too. See you later!" Hermione said, remembering they had Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Ravenclaws later. She gave him one last smile and walked to Professor Flitwick to ask for last week's homework, then walked outside.
"Emma! There you are," James said.
"Hey, we're sorry about leaving you alone. We thought you'd be sitting with Lily, but then we saw Lily with her friends. Where were you anyway?" asked Sirius, grabbing her hands in apology.
"You guys do know Lily's pissed off with me right now, right? And I was in the back, and this guy sat with me," Hermione explained, a grin creeping onto her face. (Oh, JKRFan4Life, I would appreciate it if you made me smile again... the love songs are grating on my ears!!! AAAARRRGGH!!! I think I'm gonna die... I want to play some rock!!! Ü)
The Marauders raised their eyebrows. "Who?"
"A Ravenclaw named Sebastian du Grey," she said airily. "Hm, I'd better get to Arithmancy," she said, checking her timetable. "See you next class," she said, walking away.
"Sebastian du Grey, huh?" Remus muttered once Hermione had left.
"That git? He's just a pretty boy! No brains at all," Sirius scoffed. "That moron, and Emma? I can't see why she'd like him; he isn't like her!"
"Why, what's she like?" Peter asked. (Hmm, I'm so annoyed with Peter, why don't I just kill him off??? lol Ü that can't happen though... oh well, I'll think of something Ü)
"Smart..."
"Witty..."
"Funny..."
"Brave..."
"Amazing..."
"Pretty..." At this, the Marauders looked at Remus. (haha Ü)
"You like her, don't you Remus?" James teased.
"No, I was merely stating a fact. So what do we do about the guy?" he asked, changing the subject quickly to avoid them teasing him all day.
"Prank him once? Twice?" James suggested, with a gleam in his eye.
"Let's make his life hell," Peter offered.
"Wormtail, mate, that has got to be the best idea you've had all school year," Sirius praised. (I hated it when Sirius called him mate. Yuck.)
"The school year's just started."
"Yeah, but normally, we'd all have thought of a lot of great ideas by now."
"Oh."
"Oh, it's Divination next. Tell me, why did we take this again?" Sirius asked. (Divination in 7th year? Gits; they should've dropped it already if the teacher was anything like Trelawney Ü I've calculated when Trelawney arrives; she comes in the school year after they graduate. If you guys want, you could check if I'm right Ü)
"Simple; to have a class where we could lax off," James said in a businesslike tone. (tsk tsk Ü) "Let's go and plan Operation: Make Sebastian du Grey's Life Hell there," he said, starting to march.
"We can hardly wait," Sirius said, marching behind him. Remus and Peter marched after them.
In the present... (Guess what; so far, I've put in a lot of things I had just thought while typing ÜÜÜ what can I say? I'm good Ü)
The 7th years had just finished their lecture with the last department, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement yesterday, so they were able to relax this morning.
When they had finished eating lunch in the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall stood up and addressed the students. Normally, Professor Dumbledore would do this, but he was at Hogwarts. He had to stay there because no one was left there, and so he could receive Hermione's letters from Sir Nick and pass them on.
"Now that you have finished touring the departments of the Ministry of Magic, you will now do some on the job training; in other words, you will all become interns of the different departments. I have divided you all into groups, depending on your abilities. I will announce them right now so you will be briefed on the work you will do after lunch. You will have to include this in your essays; which will be submitted the day after we go back to Hogwarts." She announced the groups, i.e. the Department of Magical Games and Sports: British Quidditch League Headquarters: names. Of course, the students who were to work in the Department of Mysteries were Harry, Ron and Draco. "You may all go to your departments now," Professor McGonagall called. The students got up from the House tables and started to go to the lifts. Harry, Ron and Draco got into the lift and pressed the number nine.
Ron broke the silence. "How d'you think Hermione's doing now? She's going to classes, right?"
"Yeah, and I bet she's really happy to be taking classes," Harry muttered. The two snickered. "But then again, she might be going crazy cause she missed an educational trip."
"Poor her; we only have the 10 feet long essay to do," Ron said.
"We still have our research, Weasley."
"Oh, right."
The lift stopped and they got out. The Head of the Department of Mysteries himself took them to the Department of Mysteries library, which was in a room in an office. "As the three of you know, you will be studying time- travel here. You will be going here everyday to read up; going here will not be a hard task because I have put a Permanent Sticking Charm on a sign labeled 'Office', which I put on the office door. This room is free for you; no one will be bothering you here. You may come here as early as you like and leave as late as you like; even stay here until the end of the month. I must warn you three not to lax off because we will be recording your progress. These are the time-travel books the Ministry has accumulated over the years," he said, gesturing to 3 huge bookshelves which were wall to wall and floor to ceiling. "I must be going now; good luck in your research." With a curt nod, the Head left the room so they could start working. As soon as the door was shut, Ron shouted, "There is no bloody way we can finish all those books in less than a month!"
"Well Weasley, my guess is that when we go back to Hogwarts, the books will be sent to us," Draco drawled. "And then, we can read the rest in the library."
Harry stepped forward to the first bookshelf. "If Hermione were here, we'd finish all these."
"The reason why we're doing this is because of Hermione."
"As if I needed reminding, Ron."
"Sorry." With a collective sigh, they all grabbed a book, sat down in wooden straight-back chairs at a long rectangular table near the fireplace, and began reading.
In the past...
At the end of the day, Hermione had gotten all of last week's homework and the day's homework. 'Classes are a breeze,' she thought. 'I've learned all these in 5th year. I think I'll be able to finish all my homework tonight, even though I was given a week's extension on last week's homework. I've memorized all of the facts for the O.W.L.s, so it' be easy to finish them all.' (what else could you expect from Hermione?! lol Ü) She and Sebastian had met outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, but the Marauders pulled her along to join them for the whole day's classes, so she sat between James and Sirius. Sebastian flashed her a small smile when he learned they weren't sitting together again (you can't win in an argument with James Potter Ü), which she returned, and he sat with his Ravenclaw friends, who, by the looks of it, were asking who the new girl was. (Boys. How typical.) She was slightly afraid of Double Potions tomorrow, cause they were having it with the Slytherins.
'Some things never change. Oh well,' she thought. 'Bring it on. Hmm, I wonder what the present Snape's reaction will be when the past Snape meets me tomorrow,' she thought, grinning. She arrived at the Great Hall for dinner and ate alone. The Marauders were mysteriously missing and Lily, she supposed, was catching up with friends. She suddenly felt very lonely. (Hence the chapter title.) Sure, the Marauders and Lily were her friends, but they had groups of their own. She was thinking of going to the lake (again, Hermione?) when a boy slid into the seat across from her.
"Hi. Brian Fuller. 6th year," he said, flashing a smile. (You'll see where I got the name later.)
'Honestly, do all the guys in this bloody time look like movie/TV stars?' This guy looked a lot like Chris from Charmed (Ü LOL Ü So now you guys can guess where? Ü).
"Hey," Hermione said, smiling back. "Emma Felton, 7th year."
"Did you transfer here? Cause I noticed you last week... you were in a Muggle outfit, right?"
"Yeah, I transferred, from Beauxbatons. And yeah, that was me you saw."
"So, how's France?"
"Beautiful, as always," Hermione said. Like before, she had also planned what to say when she was asked. And she did go to France on holiday before, so she knew what to say.
"Where did you live there?" Brian asked eagerly. "My parents live in Paris."
"In Dijon... wait, so you live alone here?" Hermione inquired.
"Yeah, I live in England; my parents moved to France when I was fourteen; they said they wanted me to become independent."
"Wow," Hermione breathed. "Wish my parents could've done the same. Not that I want them to leave, but I'd like to do stuff by myself, you know?"
"I know; I'm doing just that. So, how do you find Hogwarts?"
"Hogwarts is great! It's way better than Beauxbatons. I can't wait for Christmas to see Hogwarts; at Beauxbatons during Christmas, there are huge ice sculptures that don't melt, and choirs of wood nymphs that sing as we eat." ' Good thing I heard Fleur Delacour at the Yule Ball.'
"Wow... there aren't any of those here, but you should see the twelve Christmas trees that the teachers decorate." They started to chat about Hogwarts. After a while, the topic had shifted to the teachers.
"McGonagall is so strict; you'd think she'd favor the Gryffindors, but no, she doesn't," Brian complained.
Hermione was usually annoyed with Harry and Ron when they complained about McGonagall, so she became lonely again. "I know," she said. "Hey, um, I have to catch up on my homework -"
"Oh yeah," Brian said. "Oh, I forgot to ask; why were you a week late again?"
"It's a long story," she said, grinning. "But I might tell you tomorrow."
"Is that a promise?"
"I think it is; what do you think?"
"I'm holding you to that," he said, smiling. Hermione rolled her eyes, smiling, then walked out of the Great Hall. She quickly walked out onto the grounds, ignoring a Mr. Lucius Malfoy who was walking up from the dungeons. (3 guesses what his house is Ü lol Ü) She sat under the beech tree, starting to cry cause she was so homesick.
"Hey," said a low voice in her left ear. (again, 3 guesses who it is.) Hermione turned, There, standing over her, was Lucius Malfoy. Her tears leaked out faster cause Lucius looked, acted, and sounded like Draco. (It'd be impossible not to; they're of the same age now, and Lucius is like an older version of Draco, as the books imply Ü)
'And James looks almost like Harry.' She cried harder. Lucius, looking concerned, sat down beside her.
"What's wrong?"
"I – I – I – ju – just – miss – my friends – so much."
"Homesick?"
"Kind of," she said, looking up at him with a sad smile, but the tears just wouldn't stop. (Bloody hell; I hate that! I rarely cry; the last time I cried so hard was for an acting workshop we had for our school play ÜÜÜ) Lucius produced a green silk handkerchief with an embroidered silver snake (Purebloods... and a Slytherin at that, what else? hehehe ÜÜÜ) and wiped away her tears with it. Then he hugged her. (Yuck, he's Slytherin scum!) For some time, Hermione cried on Lucius' shoulder, who was hugging her. After a while...
'Okay break it up! He looks, acts and sounds like Draco, but this is LUCIUS MALFOY! Who knows what he could do to you?!'
Hermione broke away, her sniffling subsiding. (Finally. What a relief!) "Here," she said, handing Lucius his handkerchief.
"No, you keep it. You obviously need it more than I do."
Hermione got out her wand and dried Lucius' wet robes. "The least I can do," Hermione explained, smiling. 'Well, he did serve as someone to cry on.'
"Thanks. Um, do you want me to walk you to Gryffindor Tower?" Lucius asked quite awkwardly.
'What's he playing at?' "No thanks. I think I can manage."
"Okay then."
They walked in silence, stopping at the entrance to the dungeons. Lucius, Hermione observed, actually looked nervous. 'Nervous? Lucius Malfoy? I don't believe this,' she thought incredulously.
"I – I -" he stammered. (Hmm...) "See you tomorrow," he finally said.
Hermione smiled at him again. 'Too bad I didn't have anything to record this moment,' she thought.
"Goodnight," they said at the same time. Hermione walked up to Gryffindor Tower, wondering if Lucius had put any spells or potions on the hanky. Well, she couldn't be too sure.
"Fairy lights."
"My dear, what happened to you?" The Fat Lady started to panic, but Hermione ignored her and entered the common room immediately. She had to inspect the hanky.
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After 2 hours of thorough experimenting, Hermione deduced that Lucius hadn't put anything; just something that smelled like musk on it. She carefully put it away, deep under her trunk. She knew that magical bugs were possible; and there was no such thing as being too careful with an enemy's possession or being in the presence of an enemy, as Mad-Eye had taught them during one of his visits to number 12 Grimmauld Place before 5th year.
She applied some concealer under her eyes, then picked up her homework and did it all in the common room. Pretty soon, everyone had gone up to bed, and she was the only person left in the common room. She sat at their (Harry, Ron and Hermione's) place near the fire, remembering all the times Harry and Ron rushed to do their homework there and other things. Before she knew it, she started crying again. (Sheesh.) Good thing her homework was done already. She brought out her white hanky and rubbed her eyes with it, but more tears came. (A tip; when you cry, just dab your eyes gently with your hanky. If you rub it especially hard so no more tears will come out, you'll end up with extremely red rimmed, puffy eyes. When I had stopped crying in our workshop, I looked in a mirror and it was like someone just put eye drops on my cheeks and stuff; no redness at all!!! ÜÜÜ) She just let them fall after trying to suppress them for a bit. She heard a voice say "Fairy lights.", four pairs of footsteps coming in, and a voice triumphantly saying, "That idiot will never know what hit him! He's in for – Emma?" At once the Marauders knelt beside her chair, while Hermione furiously rubbed her eyes to erase any proof she had just cried. (A stupid move, if you ask me.) She tried to change the subject; but before she could, Peter dropped off to sleep on the common room floor.
"What the bloody hell," Sirius muttered. He picked Peter up like a sack and carried the git (sorry, I couldn't help myself!!! Ü) up the stairs to the boys' dormitory. Sirius returned, and knelt near Hermione's chair again.
"How did you guys escape unseen? It must be a quarter past one now," she demanded of the 3 boys, who didn't even look guilty.
"We're good at sneaking around the school unseen," James said proudly.
"You wouldn't be so good if you didn't have the Invisibility Cloak and the Marauders' Map," she said bluntly. She saw 3 shocked faces in front of her.
"How did you know about those?!"
"It's better that you guys don't know," Hermione said. "Remember?"
"Oh, yeah," James said. "I guess."
"But now onto more pressing business," Remus said. "Why were you crying?" he asked, concerned. James and Sirius nodded, waiting for her answer.
"Oh, that was nothing. I guess I'm a bit homesick. Oh well, it'll go away after a while," she said, flashing them a smile.
"Okay, if you say so," Sirius said.
"I do say so. Goodnight guys," she said, going up to her room.
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"How the hell did she know about the Cloak and the Map?!" James hissed in the common room as soon as Hermione had left.
"I dunno... maybe she used them before?"
"Anyway, we won't be able to find out; she won't tell us. Let's go up to bed," Remus suggested. The 3 boys got up and walked up the stairs to their dormitory.
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Hermione changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed.
'sigh... I need some sleep.' And with that, her head fell back onto her pillows, and she fell into a deep sleep.
In the present...
"yawn I think this is enough for tonight," Draco told Harry, who nodded sleepily. Ron was already sleeping, his head on a book.
"About time we finished, Malfoy; my backside's been screaming bloody murder for a long time now," he said, shooting the wooden chairs a nasty look. (hahahaha ÜÜÜ just like my computer chair; I'm suffering the same fate Harry is now!!! ow...)
"Let's go." They shook Ron awake, and groggily made their way to their dorms. Once they had also dropped onto their beds, they were out like a light.
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I'm done with Chapter 8!!! Yay...
Sorry about that, but I had to include a bout of homesickness here; it's impossible for Hermione to be happy all the time, even though she's away from her best friends and family. In the fics I've read before, they don't put this in, and I wonder why. Wouldn't the authors feel homesick too if they got thrust into a time so different from their own???
Yes! Finally! My sister's stopped playing her songs!!!
I couldn't help but laugh at the breakfast scene... lol ÜÜÜ James was sooo furious... he acted like someone I knew... lol
So I guess it turned out to be almost as long as Chapter 7... Ü that's because I added a lot of scenes... So now I think I know why J.K. takes a long time in writing the books... the ideas keep coming and she has to revise again and again... I hope the chapter is satisfactory... I might update again on the weekend, after classes... I can't wait for my English class!!! English is my favorite subject, and the people who know me don't wonder why
It's sooo good to keep in touch with your high school friends... I've been chatting with one of my close pals, and we'd be laughing about stuff Ü lol Ü and I was updated on a few friends
I think I'd better go to bed now; I'm really sleepy. yawn Goodnight!!!
Ü rochena