Disclaimer: I do not in any way claim to own, nor did I create, Harry Potter or any related material. Harry Potter is the result of the diligent work of J.K. Rowling and her publishers.

As Harry and Ron walked down the stone hall, Ron jabbered without stop, almost as if he was attempting to squash an uncomfortable silence between the two friends.

Harry had the distinct impression that Ron would not want to talk of Hermione at all. This did not surprise Harry, and he, himself, was relieved. Harry had enough thoughts running through his head without giving explanations to an impatient Ron every minute. At least Hermione was only dehydrated, Harry thought to himself, I do not have to worry.

"Harry?" Ron asked suddenly, ending Harry's internal thoughts.

"Yes?"

"Harry, er, I asked you if Katie had mentioned anything about practice tonight? I mean, I have detention with Snape. I have to report to the dungeon at seven o'clock tonight!"

"Oh, um, sorry! Nah, we don't have practice. I do not think…But, anyhow, we better get to class. We missed Herbology already."

"Ahh…what do we have now?" Ron asked stupidly.

"Care of Magical Creatures with Slytherin. We can talk to Hagrid!"

The two boys proceeded out of the castle to Hagrid's hut. They were, of course, excused from their tardiness by Hagrid, who knew why they had arrived late.

Class was pleasurably uneventful for Harry. Hagrid left the class to themselves for the most part to study several Jobberknolls, which he told them were silent up to their deaths (when they then let out a loud scream of all the sounds they have ever heard regurgitated backwards). The tiny, blue-speckled birds were quite cute and flitted around the class as the girls squealed with delight.

However, having Slytherins present, the class was doomed. Malfoy, along with his cronies, wanted to hear the sound from the Jobberknolls. Crabbe and Goyle found small stones and began to toss them lightly at the smallest birdlike creature.

"No, you idiots! Harder!" Malfoy commanded, as Pansy Parkinson walked over to him, blinking her eyelashes flirtatiously.

"Draco, now don't you hurt the cute little birds. I do not want you in detention, do I?" she smiled with a smirk.

Forgetting the Jobberknoll, Draco answered, "Don't you worry."

Harry watched the scene in disgust, while Ron guffawed loudly. "Well, they deserve each other," Harry decided.

"Imagine what their children would look like!" Ron answered. This comment provoked all of the Gryffindors to give into laughter. A hint of a smile could even be seen on Hagrid's face.

Suddenly someone asked loudly, "Now what are you all laughing at? Are these Jobberknolls?"

The class turned, in surprise, to see a grinning Hermione Granger standing with them.

Author's Note: Well, I attempted to begin to plunge into Harry Potter's thoughts. Now that school has ended for me (No more ninth grade!), I can begin to update much quicker and hopefully the quality of my writing will increase.

I have a question, some of you prefer the longer chapters and others prefer the shorter (while even more prefer medium-sized). In this next review, could you write me your preference?

In addition, do you think I need a beta?

Also, I think one of the reviewers was under the impression that this story is auto-biographical. To clear up that question, no it is not. I relate to Hermione's personality (over-achiever, perfectionist, diligent worker in school), however, I fortunately have not had an eating disorder. I have talked to friends to help me write this in the most authentic way I can.

Now, Review! If you are out for summer like I now am, have a wonderful and carefree week! I am sure you deserve it!