A/N – Otay, firstly, I realized I missed some classes throughout Hermione's day. (ancient runes, and another I can't seem to remember right now) I will go back and fix it when I remember which class is missing. Now for the promised humor… I hope you all find it to your liking
HUGZ to butlerphan666, mrs. skywalker, dmhg, future movie maker, infallallthingsaremadesplended, EosRaven, deadfreak911, and fire-and-
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Recap-
Malfoy started for the portrait, looking back at Hermione with a look of suspicion.
'Something is obviously going on with the staff. I don't know what, but I know she sensed it too, and I won't stop until I find out.'
Chapter 4
Morning had come again and Hermione was making her way to the Great Hall. As per usual, Ron and Harry were already there. For some strange reason, Harry's ears were scarlet, the same exact color as Ron's when Ron blushes. He was reading a letter and seemed to be very flustered. Ron was, of course, eating.
"Guf Morn nn Mione!
"Ron! Swallow please!"
"Sorry. Good Morning Hermione!"
"Much better."
"Morning Harry."
Silence
"Harry?"
more silence
"HARRY!"
CRASH
"Huh? What? Huh?" said Harry as he stood back up.
"I said morning Harry."
"Oh, Morning Mione."
"Harry, is something wrong?"
"Uhmmmm, no… Why do you ask?"
"Because you're blushing like Ron."
"HEY!"
"Oh come one Ron! You know you get all red!"
At this Ron turned scarlet with an indignant look.
"I do not!"
"You're all red right now!"
"Am not!" said Ron as he turned an even darker shade of red.
"Yes you are!"
"Oh crap!"
"What?"
"Harry left!"
'Shit' thought Hermione.
It was now Arithmancy class and Hermione still hadn't had a chance to ask Harry what was wrong. In addition to that, Hermione was paired up with Malfoy. They had to do a list of 50 complicated problems that took over a feet of parchment each. Not only that, they only had two hours to complete the list, and neither of them wanted the other to do the work.
"Why won't you let me do any problems?"
"Because you're going to mess them up, Malfoy."
"Me mess them up? OH COME OFF IT! You are the mudblood!"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" said Hermione with a look of pure hatred and evil.
Draco cowered in fear at the sight of Hermione. He could almost see foam coming out the sides of her mouth, almost.
"N-nothing."
"I thought so. Since you don't trust me and I don't trust you with these problems we'll just split them up 25, 25."
"Fine."
They worked in silence until the last 10 minutes of class. At the same exact nanosecond, they put their quills down.
"I FINISHED FIRST!" they cried in unison.
The entire Aritnmancy class turned to look at them with interest, including Professor Vector.
"No you didn't Granger! I finished first."
"My quill hit the table before yours did."
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Ha! I got you!"
"Huh?" said Malfoy, as look of realization came over him.
"HA!"
"You cheated!"
"I did not!"
"You did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"HA! I got you back!"
"Huh?" said Hermione. She soon realized that her own technique was used against her.
Hermione opened her mouth to throw an insult at Malfoy that he didn't have the brains to come up with his own tricks when she was interrupted by Professor Vector.
"Mr. Malfoy! Mrs. Granger! You two should behave yourselves! You're Heads for heaven's sake! Detention for both of you!"
Both Malfoy's and Hermione's jaws dropped in surprise. Professor Vector was known as on of the teachers who had never given detention; the others besides her were Professor Trelawny and Professor Flitwick.
"B-but." Stammered Hermione."
"NO BUTS! Detention Friday at 8 o'clock! I don't want to hear anymore!"
At this the bell rang and Malfoy's jaw was still hung low in surprise. Hermione's was closed but her eyes were wide with shock.
Too bad they couldn't hear a certain professor's thoughts.
'Yes! Albus will be soooo proud of me!'
The day was finally over, and Hermione was back in her common room. She sank down into a warm corner of the couch and closed her eyes. It was another stressful day. She took a deep breath and thought about when she was younger, when she didn't have as many problems as she did now. There were stressful times, of course, but she always got through them. Why was it so hard for her now? Why was it so hard for her to deal with the mounting stress? Then she remembered. She sang. She always sang that song when she was stressed, the only song that could ever ease her nerves, her favorite song.
Hermione thought to herself ' this is the only way.'
She opened her mouth and began to sing.
"Ohhhhhhhhh
Myyyy bologna has a first name.
It's O-s-c-a-r.
My bologna has a second name.
It's M-a-y-e-r.
Ohhhh
I love to eat it everyday, and if you ask me why I'll saaaaaaAAAAAAAAYYYYYY
'CAUSE OSCAR MAYER HAS A WAY WITH B-O-L-O-G-N-A!"
It worked. The song had helped. The wondrous Oscar Mayer song had eased her nerves!
'YAY! I knew it would work!'
"What was that Granger? An ode to your chest?"
A/N – How was that for a bit of humor? I've kinda lost my humor flare b/c I'm really stressed right now. I hope I did better than the last chapter though. And if you haven't already done so, please check in on Bring Me to Life, another fanfiction I've begun written.
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