Fan Fiction Not completely lonely

Hogwarts 1991-Halloween

I tried to hold back a laugh as Ron shouted 'Wingardium Leviosa' while waving his arms like a windmill. Maybe I should correct him?

- "You're saying it wrong" Woah, that came out harsh… "It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa, make the 'gar' nice and long. " I explained.

He stared at me growingly.

- "You do it then if you're so clever" Ron snarled.

I rolled up the sleeves of my gown to get better access before flicking my wand. Focus!

- "Wingardium Leviosa!" I said. I was amazed as I watched the feather rise and hoover about four feet above our heads.

- "Oh, well done!" cried professor flitwick, clapping. "Everyone, see here, Miss Granger's done it!"

I was in a very bright mood as the class walked to the great hall. But that didn't stop me from noticing Ron's bad temper. I listened to his conversation with Harry as I walked past them in the crowded corridor.

- "It's no wonder no one can stand her" he said to Harry. "She's a nightmare honestly"

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as I ran away. Everyone hates me! I thought that at least they liked me…

- "I think she heard you" Harry told Ron. I bloody well did!

- "So?" Ron answered him. "She must've noticed she has no friends"

That was it. The truth. Even though I was already aware of the fact, it hurt like a dagger in the chest to hear someone actually say it.

I stalked through the hallway aching for a quiet place.

After walking a while I found a well hidden alcove, not too far away from the great hall. The tears found their way out of my eyes once again and I started sulking heavily. Just then I heard footsteps coming my way. I hastily tried to wipe my wet cheeks with my sleeve before meeting the intruders eyes.

It was an older slytherin couple. They were snogging passionately as he backed her up against the stone wall. The girl gasped. Oh no!

- "Get out of here you snotty kid!" she shrieked.

I raised my legs from the stony ground running away from them as fast as my legs allowed. Where could I go? The bathroom maybe…

As I searched for the bathroom I bumped into someone.

- "Hello Hermione!" Neville greeted cheerfully. "I was looking for you"

I fought back the tears and smiled weakly. He was looking for me. Maybe I'm not completely lonely after all…

- "What's that, did you cry?" He asked. "What happened?"

Neville wrapped his arms around me in a hug.

- "Ron said that I'm a ni-nightmare and that I have no fri-friends" I stuttered.

- "That's not true at all. You're amazing with spells and everything. And you definitely have friends, at least I am your friend and-"

I leaned back from his embrace. "That makes me really happy"

- "Come on, we'll go to the halloween feast!" He blushed. "If you want to of course…"

- "Yeah, I'll meet you there. I'm just gonna use the bathroom real quick."

- "Okay, see you there!" Neville smiled and walked away.

To my delight the girls' lavatory was to be found just around the corner. Once inside I looked at myself in the mirror and wiped my wet cheeks.

Suddenly I heard a loud bang outside followed by a grunt. I screamed loudly as the door flung up. A giant troll covered in warts, with a body three times the size of its head, clamped inside. My legs trembled as I backed into one of the stalls and closed the door swiftly. The troll instantly tried to open the door which resulted in the stall falling apart. I panicked as I ran and hid underneath one of the sinks.

The troll didn't follow me. Instead it turned around towards the door. It was then I heard two voices.

- "Hermione, Hermione! Are you in there?" heard Ron and Harry's scream.

I attempted to answer, but the only sound coming out of my mouth was a small squeak.

- "Oy, pea-brain!" yelled Ron as he threw a metal pipe at it.

The troll didn't even seem to notice as it continued to move towards Ron.

Harry tried to grab my hand and pull me towards the door but it felt like I had been paralyzed. I couldn't decide if he was brave or stupid when he jumped up the troll's back, grabbing a hold round the troll's neck. But what happend next gave me an answer:

Harry accidentally got his wand up one of its nostrils. Howling in pain the troll started to wobble. Harry was holding on for dear life as he hung from the troll's occiput.

I sank to the floor in fright as I watched Ron panic.

- "Wingardium Leviosa" he cried out as he waved his wand in the direction of the club.

I felt a pride in my chest.

The club flew suddenly out of the troll's hand, and dropped, with a sickening crack, onto its owner's head. The troll swayed on the spot and then fell flat on its face, with a thud that made the whole room tremble.

Harry got to his feet. He was shaking out of breath. Ron stood, still holding his wand, staring at the troll's body as if he was first now realizing what he had done.

I looked over at the gigantic troll. Is it alive? It doesn't seem to be breathing.

- "Is it dead?" I asked the boys.

- "I don't think so" said Harry. "I think it's just been knocked out"

Harry bent down and pulled his wand out of the troll's nose. It was covered in what looked like lumpy gray glue.

- "Urgh - troll bogies"

He wiped it on the troll's trousers.

A sudden slamming and loud footsteps made all three of us look up. Of course we had been making quite some noise- They must have heard the crashes and the troll's roars downstairs.

A moment later Professor McGonnagal came bursting into the room, closely followed by Snape, with Quirell bringing up the rear. Quirell took one look at the troll, let out a faint whimper and sat quickly down on a toilet, clutching his heart.

Snape bent over the troll. Professor McGonnagal was looking at Ron and Harry with an angry look, her lips white.

- "What were you thinking of?" said Professor McGonnagal, with cold fury in her voice.

We all looked at each other, neither of us knowing what to answer.

- "You're lucky you weren't killed. Why aren't you in your dormitory?"

The boys were suddenly very interested in the cold stone floor. I will have to take the blame, it was my fault after all…

- "Please, Professor McGonnagal - they were looking for me" I said as I stepped out of

the shadows.

- "Miss Granger!"

I'll have to lie…

- "I went looking for the troll because I - I thought I could deal with it on my own - you know, because I've read all about them."

Ron dropped his wand, visibly thrown off by my lie.

- "If they hadn't found me, I'd be dead now. Harry stuck his wand up its nose and knocked Ron out with his own club. They didn't have time to come and fetch anyone. It was about to finish me off when they arrived." I continued.

This time Ron and Harry acted more familiar with the story.

- "Well - in that case… " said Professor McGonnagal. "Miss Granger you foolish girl, how could you think of tackling a mountain troll on your own?"

I hung my head. I had disappointed my head of the house AND favorite teacher.

- "Miss Granger, five points will be taken from Gryffindor for this" said Professor McGonnagal. "I'm very disappointed in you. If you're not hurt at all, you'd better get off to Gryffindor Tower. Students are finishing the feast in their houses."

I quietly left the lavatory making my way to Gryffindor Tower. When I reached the fat lady's portrait, I decided to wait for Ron and Harry.

A few minutes later we said the password and entered. I quietly took my plate which I filled with chicken, beans and some Treacle tart. The boys welcomed me to take a seat with them in an empty corner of the room.

We chatted as we ate the delicious food. I noticed Harry sneaking of to steal a second slice of the Treacle tart. Ron and I followed his example shortly. Ron didn't throw me a single dirty look for the entire evening.

Maybe I'm not completely lonely