Author's Notes: Ok, so, the first chapter sucked...but it'll get better and cooler, I'm going to develop this plot a bit more before I start spilling all of the secrets in the fic, k? So bear with me. PS: I don't own anything. R&R
Chapter Zwei (Two)
"Hermione?" Harry called, gingerly.
"What?" she snapped, turning around on the common room couch to face him.
"I—er—I was just wondering how you were doing."
"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you left in a bit of a huff at dinner..."
"There's nothing wrong, I was just tired."
"But," Harry protested, "you're going to miss the sorting.
"I've seen it."
"You're a prefect, you have to be there. Remember? You lead the scared ickle firsties to their common rooms." Hermione let out an exasperated sigh and got up from the couch.
"Fine. I'll go." She put on her shoes and she and Harry walked down the stairs and into the Great Hall, once again.
"Oy!" Ron shouted, motioning for them to hurry up and sit down.
"Hermione!" Ginny squealed. "I'm glad you came back down, we were getting worried.
"Sure, don't say 'hi' to me," Harry whined.
"Oh, deal with it," Ron laughed.
"Aw, hello, Harry. Would you care to join us?" Ginny smiled cheekily, and Harry took a seat as the Sorting began.
"Aronda, Antigone!" the small girl went up to the stool and placed the Sorting Hat on her head. It was only a matter of moments until the hat shrieked "Ravenclaw!" and the next student was called upon.
"Calondra, Oedipus!"
"Zinlag, Thebes!"
"This is boring," groaned Ron.
"I didn't even want to come down here," Hermione complained, and motioned towards Harry, "he made me come down here."
"You know you love us." Harry grinned.
"Shut up." Hermione rolled her eyes. Finally, the sorting was over. "Well, that was a barrel of laughs. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to show the new Griffindors up to the common room. Bye." And with that, she left the room, followed by ten scared-looking youngsters. "Follow me!"
Hermione showed them all to the common room, and decided she would like to relax for a while, in her secret hiding place a.k.a. her real home. She dashed down the stairs and into the Room of Requirement. My hiding place for my bottle...my hiding place for my bottle...she thought as she ran down the hall and skidded to an abrupt halt as the door appeared out of nowhere. The room looked as if it were a labyrinth. There seemed to be endless amounts of removable floorboards, trap doors, etc. It was amazing Hermione managed to retain the knowledge of where she had hidden her bottle, but, of course, that 'came with the territory', so to speak. Hermione gingerly removed a large, red, hard-back book from the bookshelf and the bookcase split down the center and slid away, to reveal a miniscule table with a colorful genie bottle placed on top. "Ah," she sighed. "There you are." Hermione closed her eyes and almost instantaneously evaporated into a cloud of blue smoke and funneled into the opening of the bottle.
In the Bottle...That's better. I hate being out there too long; it's so stressful. Finally, I can just relax and have some time alone. Hermione was decked out in her "genie ensemble." She layed down on her blue and silver couch and immediately fell asleep.
Hermione woke up abruptly, not knowing how long she had been asleep. Huh? Oh my Merlin! Earthquaaaaakkkkkeeeee! "AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she screamed, but being as tiny as she was, nobody would be able to hear her anyway. Oh yeah, I'm in my bottle...then what could be going on, I always hide the room as soon as I evaporate...OH NO!!! I forgot to do that before I fell asleep!!! Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no! Who's taking me?! "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Out of the bottle...
"I wonder what this bloody thing is..." sighed the Hogwart's student carrying Hermione's Bottle. "Maybe it'll make a nice gift to smooth things over with my girlfriend...she gets so pissed at me for no reason...bloody git!" he said to himself, while stepping into his common room. He then went straight up to his room and set it on his nightstand.
In the bottle...
"Oh jeez," Hermione sighed while pacing back and forth in her bottle. "Is he gone, yet? Does he know it's a Genie Bottle? Oh jeez." Hermione was starting to have a mental breakdown with all of the panic-stricken questions shooting through her head. "Should I risk leaving? What if he's still there?" But, not so lucky for her, she didn't have to decide because a certain guy was polishing what he thought was a nice vase for his girlfriend. Immediately, Hermione was summoned out of the bottle, without getting a chance to change back from the Genie outfit she was always forced to wear after entering the bottle.
Duh...outside of the bottle...
"What the—" he hollered, as a tackily-dressed 6th year went from being a blue smoke/fog to a fully solid Hermione. "Oh my Merlin—Hermione Granger?!"
"You?!" she gasped and stepped back, so that she was against the wall.
"Granger?!"
"How—how—how—! " she gaped.
"Bloody hell! I just went into the Room of Requirement and then I saw this vase and wait...why were you in the vase?" he asked stupidly.
"Er—"
"Wait a minute—that's not a vase—that's a bottle!" he shouted.
"Just—hold on—don't be rash—just—"
"You're a bloody genie?!" he gasped, in awe and disbelief.
"Well—er—be reasonable!" she pleaded.
"Just wait 'til I tell everyone! Just wait 'til I get my wishes! This is going to be a great year," he cackled.
Author's Notes: Don't you want to know who found it? Don't you? Well, you can vote. I have someone in mind, but I was thinking about making it another person...hehehe. You decide! BTW: short chapters, I know, but they'll get a lot longer once I get started.
Next Chapter: You find out who is Hermione's "master" and what will he do for his wishes? Will he ruin Hermione's life by telling her secret? Why is she a genie?
Future Events: Well...probably those things in that "Next Chapter" segment...they probably won't all go in the next chapter. Hehe.
