Chapter 2
"What did he do that for?" Harry asked as the two walked down towards the Great Hall.
Ron rolled his eyes and sighed, "I know, he was like, asking for his detention. He's had an awful lot of them this year, almost as much as we have! He needs to know when to keep his sarcastic mouth shut, especially in front of Snape."
"Yeah, like you need to learn to keep your idiotic thoughts to yourself, especially in front of me," the familiar voice sneered behind the two boys.
Draco appeared in front of them, scowled at Harry and quickly smiled at Ron before turning around to enter the Great Hall and head over to the Slytherin table.
Harry gave the finger to Draco after he turned around and rolled his eyes as the two made their way to their table.
Ron, mouth agape, didn't have time to think of an angry retort by the time Draco sped in front of them. "Did he just...smile at me?" he asked himself.
"I have a bad feeling about my detention today and, for once, it's not Snape," declared Ron before sitting in his seat. He slumped down and impatiently awaited his food.
"What's going on?" inquired Hermoine, taking her place across from him.
"We think he knows Ron did it last night," Harry grumbled before he took a bite.
Hermoine shook her bushy haired head and the two were preparing for her ever ready lecturing. "You know you shouldn't have done it. Flooing to some muggle mall, wasting your money on that gods awful thing...then you come back here to creep around until you found his dorm. You could have been studying instead! Big Herbology test, remind you?"
Continually she went on for 7 more minutes (Ron liked to time her lectures) while the other two ate most of their fill. When she realized he wasn't paying attention any more she shook her head again. "I simply do not get you, Ron."
Ron threw his hands up in mock agitation, "Come on 'Moine! You must lighten up a bit," he whined.
"Only when you'll lighten up on Malfoy. I mean, honestly, you two are like kindergartners. You know they pick on the ones they truly like..."
"What in the hell is a kindergartner...?" Harry asked puzzled. He turned to Ron who seemed to have no clue as to what in the hell a kindergartner was either and just shrugged.
Hermoine sighed, "American muggle schooling. I've just called you immature in the fullest and now if you will excuse me...I need to get in some studying for that Herbology test. If I were you, gods forbid, I'd try and get some studying done instead of wasting your time tormenting Malfoy during your detention." And with that Hermoine abruptly got up and left for the library.
"I really think she has gone crazy, Harry." Ron looked at his friend with a bit of shock and confusion on his face.
Harry mimicked that look and nodded in agreement, "We really should put her on something...like the pills Dudley takes because he's too hyper at times."
"Oh yeah, that would be perfect!" replied Ron, smiling.
"Well, we'll plan that later," Harry said, returning the evil smile.
"What time is it? I want to catch a quick run on the field and you don't want to be late for Snape..."
Ron winced, "No kidding. He already despises me enough. We still have about 20 minutes."
"Alright, well I'm gonna go and I'll catch you in Herbology. Don't lose track of time with those party animals." Harry looked to his fellow Griffindors, shook his head and patted Ron's shoulder as he got up and left the Hall.