A/N This is a fanfic inspired by Nerf Herder's Cashmere Sweater. If all you crazy people out there like it, I just might write more but I'm not really certain. I do have a slight plot worked out so if you DO like it, I'll stick to that. Just in case it gets grungy, I'm rating it as PG-13. However that can change; up or down. I'd like to dedicate this little piece to the Altos, mainly Cal and Dane. You all inspire me xoxo. Roses
"'Night Hermione."
"Goodnight Ron, Harry."
The bushy haired girl nodded to each one in turn and scuttled up the staircase to the girls dormitory, closing the door behind slowly and leaned back against it. She looked around for any sign of the others but no one was there. She sighed deeply, hoping that Harry and Ron wouldn't mind her departing early for bed. She blinked several times before realizing that Crookshanks had rubbed numerous times now up against her legs and was meowing at her pitifully for attention.
"You silly animal."
She scolded at him and picked him up scratching him behind the ears contently. Slowly Hermione Granger made her way to the four-poster bed and changed into her lilac pajamas. She whirled quickly around when the door to the dormitory opened and laughter quickly following as her fellow female Gryffindors escorted a blindfolded first year who seemed confused and lost into the room.
"Hermione! I didn't know you were in here!"
Ginny Weasley smiled at Hermione and dashed to her bedside, plopping down on the soft down filled bed grinning wildly at her.
"What's going on? What are you doing to…?"
The small first year grinned and bounced up and down in excitement even though she couldn't see Hermione guessed.
"Natalie! My names Natalie!"
"Yes, of course. What are you doing to Natalie?
Hermione stood up, crossing her arms much like Professor McGonagall would do.
"All alone in your pajamas Hermione?"
The girl with her hands firmly placed against Natalie's shoulders raised a brow at Hermione, mocking her.
"Ok, this is really against the rules. Your all going to have to leave right now and go to another room, I won't allow this in here."
Moans and groans quickly filled the room as she finished her sentence. Hermione stiffened her knees; she wasn't going to budge.
"Whatever Hermione. Come on everyone, we'll do this in the first year's room."
Soon everyone had trudged out and Hermione closed the door after them, shaking her head. She didn't overly like being the disciplinary of everyone but it was what people had to come to know her as over the years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione plopped down on the bed, the soft sides comforting her in warmth. She enjoyed it a moment before scooting back up against her pillows and looking down at her bookbag. Slowly Hermione reached for the bag but jumped as the door once more opened. She rolled her eyes and closed them.
"I told you guys…you can't do that to Natalie in here…"
"What are you talking about?"
Hermione's head shot up as she placed the voice and looked up at the two figures now leaning against the doorway. Her hair fell neatly over her right eye.
"Ron! Harry! How did you get up here? I-I don't understand. The stairs aren't shrieking…"
Harry smirked at her and Ron waved his wand idly around.
"Swish and flick. I've gotten better at wingardium leviosa; it's a lot easier when you levitate yourself. Although, I must admit, Harry had a good laugh when my wand flicked backwards and I went flying around the Dormitory…"
Harry folded into himself laughing and Ron's eyes darted to him in anger yet a smirk was evident on his face.
"Anyways, what are you doing? Writing letters to your grandma?"
Ron smirked at her, how did he know?
"How did you know that?"
"Believe me, I have a grandma too. She freaks out if mum doesn't write to her. Needless to say mum absolutely hates it, her ideas are so outdated. She never seems to understand what's 'wrong with kids today'"
"Yeah mines like that too. Things were better back in 1938 after all."
Ron chuckled and Harry laughed pacing around the room now looking around.
"Well, Hermione, I think I've seen enough up here to scar me for life now…we should be going right Ron? Just came to check up on you. You left in a hurry."
Ron nodded and Harry walked back to the door.
"Goodnight you two, see you at breakfeast tomorrow."
The door closed the click reassuring Hermione. She undid the strings on the posters and the curtains fell silently into place around her bed. Hermione couldn't help but laugh as the stairs began to shriek, Harry and Ron had obviously not levitated themselves down.
"You go to school here now Natalie! Just eat whatever you want!"
"I told you, I'm not hungry."
"Leave her alone...we made her eat enough last night…"
Hermione peered over her book at the three at breakfast the next morning. Natalie seemed rather pale anytime she looked at the food.
"I…need to go…right now."
Natalie paled even more as someone passed the sausages under her nose. She stood quickly and dashed out the great hall, holding her hand to her mouth.
"What did you guys give to her last night?" asked Hermione in question.
"Oh nothing much but when they mixed…let's just say Madam Pompfrey had an interesting night last night."
The girls that participated giggled and silenced eating their oatmeal and glancing at each other everyone now.
"Hey, Hermione can I see your homework?
"Ron, you go to school, you do the homework. It's really a basic concept."
Hermione said as she pushed the two and half page parchment towards Ron as he came late to breakfast.
"You did the extra credit!"
Hermione grabbed the paper angrily, glowering at Ron.
"Your still a jerk Ron. You know that? You always will be!"
Hermione stood and shoved the paper into her book bag angrily storming off to double potions.
"What is it now Hermione? Are you going to tell us you're the second captain of some obscure club we've never even heard of?"
Ron was not in a good mood, especially after double potions with Snape. Hermione rolled her eyes as she sat down and dropped a heavy book on the table that resounded with a thud across the great hall.
"No, I've found the book we've been looking for!"
"Hermione, you've got the GPA why do we have to look it up?"
Harry pleaded with her knowing he was only giving her pleasure by rubbing in the fact that she was smarter then two of them.
"For your information, I-"
"Hermione! Oh my gosh! Hermione!"
Suddenly Hermione was covered by five or more girls all giggling. Ron was shoved off the bench and looked incredulously at Harry who in turn only shrugged his shoulders.
"What do you all want?"
"You'll never guess what we just heard Hermione!"
Ginny's head popped out from nowhere, smiling at Hermione.
"What? Just tell me already."
The girls giggled and encased her even closer. They looked around at each other, and finally rested on Ginny. She giggled and leaned close to Hermione's ear whispering,
"You've got a dirty love interest."
Hermione shook her head in confusion closing her eyes and opened them in disbelief.
"Who is it?"
Just then the girls turned all around as malicious laughter from several Slytherins entered the great hall. Draco Malfoy had just entered and stared at the group grinning. The girls looked from him to Hermione. Hermione didn't need anyone to say it, she knew who it was.