Chapter five

What a mess

Hermione was running about in the common room looking for Crookshanks, when she bumped into, who else, Draco Malfoy. He told her angrily to get out of their common room. She was confused but blushed and said 'Sorry' to Malfoy and his friends. Then she stumbled out of the common room. How could she mix up the entrance to the Slytherin tower and the Gryffindor tower? She advanced up a staircase trying to get out of the dungeon and find her way back to the Gryffindor tower. How did she get into their common room it she had no idea what the password was? Suddenly she bumped into Professor Trelawney.

"My goodness dear, are you all right? What are you doing up here in the middle of the night?'' She said staring at her.

"I'm…I'm heading back to the G-Gryffindor tower! I…I'm sorry!'' She said confused and turned around running down the stairs again leaving Trelawney. She ran down some stairs again. She must've taken the stair up too many times. Suddenly she bumped into a picture and fell.

Hermione awoke, sweaty. She sighed. That was indeed a weird dream. She looked at the time. Half past seven. It was Saturday, so why couldn't she just sleep until noon or something like that? She lay there for a few more moments before jumping out of bed but collapsed immediately.

"Ahh!'' she cried in pain, though trying to be silent so she wouldn't wake the others. Her leg. She had completely forgotten that her leg was in agony.

"A drink!'' a voice said. Hermione leaped to her feet in shock.

"Oh… do you wanna buy some death sticks?'' the voice said again, now making a funny tone into the voice. It was Ginny who was talking in her sleep. She babbled on saying funny things.

"You don't wanna buy me death sticks.'' Ginny said waving her hand calm around.

"Arh I don't wanna buy you death sticks.'' She said again with that weird voice, like she was imitating two people having a conversation.

"You want to go home and rethink your life.'' She said again with a normal voice waving that hand once again.

"Arh I want to go home and rethink my life.'' She said with that scrappy voice. She laughed and clapped her hands. Hermione laughed. Ginny must've gone high by the shagging of Harry.

Sigh

If she hurried, she could catch a shower and breakfast. She went to the showers but they were all occupied. She waited for about twenty minutes and she really needed to get some food. This was typical.

"Can you hurry up in there?'' She said aloud.

"We take our time!'' a girl's voice sneered. Hermione could clearly recognise Estelle's voice. It seemed like she was occupying all the showers with her friends, they were all real bitches.

"Come on! There must be boundaries of how long you can take in a shower! You guys are just doing it because I forgot Crookshanks!''

"And what if we are? You are just a little sad witch who's not taking care of your cat! Animal tormentor!'' one of the girls yelled.

"Shut up, Crookshanks was fine! He chose to stay in the library himself!'' She lied. "You know what, I don't have to explain to you! I know perfectly well myself that Crookshanks isn't mad at me! He's done the same thing with me once before. Now could you please hurry, and stay out of my business with my own cat? Breakfast is almost over!'' She said furiously.

"Then why don't you just go to breakfast?'' One of the girls shrieked.

"Maybe I will!''

"Fine.''

"Fine!'' She yelled, slamming the door behind her. She packed herself in her dressing gown, still wearing her pyjamas underneath, and headed for the great hall. She was so angry, who were they to lecture her about Crookshanks! Those bitches! She thought, slamming the door to the great hall open so she caught every one's attention. She blushed immediately, hurrying to find a seat close by. There were many empty seats. She was about to catch some food, when she discovered Harry sitting farther away on the Gryffindor table, alone. She hurried over to him.

"Morning Harry.'' She said.

"Morning Herm.'' He said angrily. She wanted to ask what was wrong, but she was so angry herself, so she couldn't overcome it. He then stared at her. She stared back, trying embarrassed to pad her hair to lay down.

"Why aren't you dressed?'' He asked, starring at her light blue dressing gown.

"Those Gryffindor bitches were holding up the shower because I forgot Crookshanks in the library yesterday, running about looking for him.'' She said grumpily.

"Really? That isn't heir business.''

"I know, I told them so, but that wasn't gonna make one of them get out of one of the showers so I could get in there. I hate them.'' She said angrily.

,Oh… but how did it go with Snape? I could see he escorted you to the hospital wing.''

,uh… yeah… greasy git… I was so drunk and I'll never be able to participate in Snape's classes again. Or just look him in the eye. He was pretty worried about my wound so I called him a name because he talked to me like a was a baby unable to take care of myself.''

,a name? Mione… what did you call him?''

She mouthed a word almost not letting any sound out.

,what?''

,Dad.''

,You… you called Snape dad!''

,SShhh I'm not proud of it okay? I was drunk! He was playing a dad..''

,Herm… that's hillarious.'' He said simply and burst out in laughter. When he was finally done he began talking again.

,oh well Beat this: Malfoy was inside the common room early this morning.'' He said in a low dangerous voice staring suspiciously around like an undercover detective.

,I beg your pardon? Malfoy? And his friends? How? What were they doing in there?'' She said.

,Hush! Keep your voice down Hermione! They're up to something.''

,I'm sure they are, but we have to report this to the teachers!'' She burst out.

"No! No Hermione! What ever you do, don't tell the teachers! It'll only make things worse. You see, they were inside last night, but not in our dormitories thank god. I'm pretty sure they did it because…'' He said but Hermione cut him off.

"Look, no matter what they did it for, I'm sure McGonagall will give them what they deserve!'' She said angrily leaving the great hall with her dressing gown fluttering madly after her. Harry'd bet she'd gone after a teacher now. He shouldn't have told her. But Hermione didn't go after a teacher. She headed right to the dungeons. Malfoy'd definitely get what he deserved now.

"Oh! How lucky to bump into you now Granger.'' Malfoy sneered as she stopped in front of him and his friends in a corridor.

"Yeah, you too!'' She said furiously.

"You wanna apologise again for the… how should I put it… 'break in' this morning?'' He said looking at her teasingly like a madman. Hermione's faith and anger left her immediately.

"W-what do you mean?''

"Ha, you don't say you don't remember, do you?'' Pansy said consulting her. But her eyes faded.

"What is going on?'' A voice behind Hermione said. She spun around. It was Snape's, of course.

"We were just standing here having a little chat with Granger, that's all.'' Malfoy said.

"I thought I told you to be at my office ten minutes ago. Do you think that it is time to do a little chat, Mr. Malfoy?'' He said, perfectly calm.

"What? No, sorry, we were just about to...''

"Apologise perhaps? I'm satisfied that you chose to do that, Miss. Granger deserves it, but I do suggest you do it after I have had a minute with you after that you pulled off last night.'' He said glancing at the gang, one by one. Malfoy said nothing, defiantly trying to avoid Hermione's look. Snape looked at Hermione. She was standing staring at them all looking like one big question mark.

''…and I'm sure miss Granger would like to dress herself first also..'' He smirked at her. She turned very red watching them leave.

Hermione found a bench to sit down. She had to clear her thoughts. What was that all about? What could Malfoy and his friends possibly pull off that was so horrible that it'd make Snape make them to come to his office and obviously clear out something awful Malfoy had done? And most important of all; what could it possibly be that would make Hermione need an apology for? Maybe they've been messing with her mind to have that dream she had just morning. Of course, Malfoy was in the Gryffindor tower last night like Harry had said. Maybe he just wasn't aware that it was all of his friends too. Did it have anything to do with her dream? Maybe it was real. Maybe she was so drunk that she'd actually got herself into the common room of the Slytherin tower, and Malfoy and his friends did it to get revenge… blimey what a mess. She sighed. She was so confused.