Harry let out a sigh and picked up the book she had thrown at him and
looked at the title.
"Biggest book of how to look pretty. Written by Gilderoy Lockhart," Harry grinned and threw the book at the table and watched the table fall over.
"Harry is something wrong," Ron walked into the common room then glanced at Harry's face as he turned towards him. Ron noticed the blood dripping from his forehead then looked at the table that was knocked down.
"Bloody hell Harry what happened?"
"Hermione threw a book at me!"
"Why would she do that?"
"Because your sister is a bitch!" Harry yelled picking up yet another book and throwing it at the fire.
Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at the book. "Mobiliarbus." The book froze in mid air and Ron moves his wand towards another table and the book followed and lays itself on it.
"What did Ginny do now?" Ron sneered while putting his wand away.
"She made this whole scene to make it look like I attacked her and tried to rape her to get Hermione angry with me. Ginny is getting out of hand Ron and if you don't do something about it I will."
"I'll talk to her Harry I promise, first thing in the morning, ok?"
"Thanks Ron but that's still not going to make Hermione any less mad at me. She called me a player."
"Yeah she must be really mad at you to throw this huge book at you especially one written by Lockhart." Ron laughed.
"Ha, ha, ha very funny Ron," Harry picked up a pillow off the couch and threw it at him.
"Let's just head to bed Harry tomorrow is another day."
"Tomorrow will be another bad day but I am really tired I need some sleep. I doubt I'll be able to but I can try," Harry sighed.
~ The next day ~
Hermione woke up with a pain in her heart, she knew it wasn't anything serious it was only the cause of a broken heart. She didn't think Harry was capable of doing something like that but the clothes were there and Ginny did have Harry's robe on. When I got into the common room Harry did have lipgloss around his mouth. It sure wasn't my taste in lipgloss, why would he do this? Hermione laid her head back down and began to cry. She didn't care if there were other people in the room she knew that she had just lost her heart and she wouldn't be able to get it back fully unless she could be with Harry and this whole situation hadn't happened. She eventually fell back to sleep with tears drying while lying on her face.
"Hermione, Hermione wake up you missed class!" Lavender Brown shook Hermione vigorously trying to wake her up.
"Go away Lavender," Hermione pleaded pulling the pillow over her head.
"Hermione are you ill?" Lavender asked pulling the pillow away.
"Why does it matter?"
"You missed potions and transfiguration," Lavender raised and eyebrow.
"Wait what! I missed class?" Hermione sat upright and looked around. Her hair was all messed up and she was still in her pajamas. "No this can't be happening. Now I think I really am sick," Hermione fell back down on her bed.
"Well Hermione if I were you ...I'd get up, Professor Mcgonagall is coming to see you soon."
Hermione sat up and walked over to her trunk she pulled out a black skirt that would come down right above her knees and a white blouse. After walking into the bathroom a couple minutes later she came back out fully clothed and with her Gryffindor robe on. Her hair was not now messed up but straight and was in a gentle curl towards the ends.
As she walked out of the girl's dormitory with Lavender quickly following her everyone eyed her as she walked, the whispering started as she walked past everyone.
"Why are they whispering at me Lavender?"
"Well you are Hermione Granger and you did miss two classes," Lavender nodded.
"Hermione dear can I have a word with you?" A feminine voice sounded from behind Hermione. As she turned around she saw the professor there.
"Of course Professor," Hermione gulped and followed her teacher out of the common room.
"I see you missed class today, I was surprised," Professor Mcgonagall nodded fixing her glasses and stopped to look at Hermione. "Are you feeling well?"
"I'm not really myself today Professor, it hasn't been the best week, I was up half the night crying."
"About Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, but how did you know about that?"
"Word travels fast at Hogwarts Ms. Granger, and you of all people should know that the walls can talk," Ms. Mcgonagall smiled at her as her eyes glittered a gentle glistening color.
"Professor who did you heard what happened from? I must know what went on... before I make the biggest mistake of my life," Hermione sighed.
"Try asking Sir Lancelot's photo, I'm sure he can help you."
"Oh thank you Professor, thank you," Hermione cried out in happy tears.
In that instant Hermione ran from Professor Mcgonagall and headed towards the portrait that had Sir Lancelot in it.
"Biggest book of how to look pretty. Written by Gilderoy Lockhart," Harry grinned and threw the book at the table and watched the table fall over.
"Harry is something wrong," Ron walked into the common room then glanced at Harry's face as he turned towards him. Ron noticed the blood dripping from his forehead then looked at the table that was knocked down.
"Bloody hell Harry what happened?"
"Hermione threw a book at me!"
"Why would she do that?"
"Because your sister is a bitch!" Harry yelled picking up yet another book and throwing it at the fire.
Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at the book. "Mobiliarbus." The book froze in mid air and Ron moves his wand towards another table and the book followed and lays itself on it.
"What did Ginny do now?" Ron sneered while putting his wand away.
"She made this whole scene to make it look like I attacked her and tried to rape her to get Hermione angry with me. Ginny is getting out of hand Ron and if you don't do something about it I will."
"I'll talk to her Harry I promise, first thing in the morning, ok?"
"Thanks Ron but that's still not going to make Hermione any less mad at me. She called me a player."
"Yeah she must be really mad at you to throw this huge book at you especially one written by Lockhart." Ron laughed.
"Ha, ha, ha very funny Ron," Harry picked up a pillow off the couch and threw it at him.
"Let's just head to bed Harry tomorrow is another day."
"Tomorrow will be another bad day but I am really tired I need some sleep. I doubt I'll be able to but I can try," Harry sighed.
~ The next day ~
Hermione woke up with a pain in her heart, she knew it wasn't anything serious it was only the cause of a broken heart. She didn't think Harry was capable of doing something like that but the clothes were there and Ginny did have Harry's robe on. When I got into the common room Harry did have lipgloss around his mouth. It sure wasn't my taste in lipgloss, why would he do this? Hermione laid her head back down and began to cry. She didn't care if there were other people in the room she knew that she had just lost her heart and she wouldn't be able to get it back fully unless she could be with Harry and this whole situation hadn't happened. She eventually fell back to sleep with tears drying while lying on her face.
"Hermione, Hermione wake up you missed class!" Lavender Brown shook Hermione vigorously trying to wake her up.
"Go away Lavender," Hermione pleaded pulling the pillow over her head.
"Hermione are you ill?" Lavender asked pulling the pillow away.
"Why does it matter?"
"You missed potions and transfiguration," Lavender raised and eyebrow.
"Wait what! I missed class?" Hermione sat upright and looked around. Her hair was all messed up and she was still in her pajamas. "No this can't be happening. Now I think I really am sick," Hermione fell back down on her bed.
"Well Hermione if I were you ...I'd get up, Professor Mcgonagall is coming to see you soon."
Hermione sat up and walked over to her trunk she pulled out a black skirt that would come down right above her knees and a white blouse. After walking into the bathroom a couple minutes later she came back out fully clothed and with her Gryffindor robe on. Her hair was not now messed up but straight and was in a gentle curl towards the ends.
As she walked out of the girl's dormitory with Lavender quickly following her everyone eyed her as she walked, the whispering started as she walked past everyone.
"Why are they whispering at me Lavender?"
"Well you are Hermione Granger and you did miss two classes," Lavender nodded.
"Hermione dear can I have a word with you?" A feminine voice sounded from behind Hermione. As she turned around she saw the professor there.
"Of course Professor," Hermione gulped and followed her teacher out of the common room.
"I see you missed class today, I was surprised," Professor Mcgonagall nodded fixing her glasses and stopped to look at Hermione. "Are you feeling well?"
"I'm not really myself today Professor, it hasn't been the best week, I was up half the night crying."
"About Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, but how did you know about that?"
"Word travels fast at Hogwarts Ms. Granger, and you of all people should know that the walls can talk," Ms. Mcgonagall smiled at her as her eyes glittered a gentle glistening color.
"Professor who did you heard what happened from? I must know what went on... before I make the biggest mistake of my life," Hermione sighed.
"Try asking Sir Lancelot's photo, I'm sure he can help you."
"Oh thank you Professor, thank you," Hermione cried out in happy tears.
In that instant Hermione ran from Professor Mcgonagall and headed towards the portrait that had Sir Lancelot in it.
