And here's the seventh chapter!
I'm on a "holiday" right now, and I have no idea when I'll get back so it'll be a while until I'll update.
Anyway, I want to thank my new beta 1000 times for helping me with this chapter!
Last chapter.
"Professor
Felin!" Hermione gasped and blushed under his piercing gaze, "what are you doing here?"
Chuckling at her, Felin took her hand and started to lead her to his office, "I was about to ask you the same thing Miss Chader, but I think it would be better if we talked about it over an nice cup of tea"
Nodding at him, Hermione followed the Professor to his office and accepted the steaming cup from him when she had settled in an armchair.
"So, why exactly where you running down the corridors like the grim was chasing after you?" Devon asked as he sat down in front of her and smutted (do you mean sipped) on his own tea.
Hermione opened her mouth to answer him when a memory of her divination class in her third year entered her mind and she scowled as she remembered professor Trelawney saw the Grim in Harry's teacup.
"A knut for your thoughts?" Professor
Felin asked; he must have seen her scowl.
"Oh, I was just remembering one thing that happened at my divination class in third year" Hermione answered and sipped on her tea.
"I didn't know you where taking divination"
Felin said and smiled at her.
Once again, Hermione blushed and looked down at her cup, "I don't anymore, I walked out of that class" she answered and felt her cheeks grow even warmer as she heard the Professor laugh.
"You walked out? That can't be possibly be true, from what I have heard you are already every Teachers pet and top of all your classes!"
Grinning, Hermione locked her gaze with Devon's and smiled.
"Every teacher?"
Now it was Devon's turn to blush and he turned away to get some more tea, but Hermione could swear she saw him smile.
"Now don't be like that Hero, tell me instead how you came to walk out of your divination class", he said as he settled in his armchair with an new cup of tea.
Hermione explained to him and then she told him about the Professor and about her friends. He in turn, told her about his life before he started to work at Hogwarts.
Later, or rather six am the next day, Hermione and Devon found they had laughed and talked the night away, finding a new friend in each other in the process.
Yawning, Devon looked at his wristwatch and let out a gasp of surprise, "Bloody hell, it's almost time for breakfast!" he exclaimed but then noticed that Hermione had fallen asleep in her armchair. Her face was now relaxed and peaceful, she looked like an angel.
Smiling softly at the girl, Devon carefully scooped her up in his arms and with a flick of his wand, levitated his invisibility cloak over them.
Kissing Hermione on her forehead, he moved a lock of her honey brown hair from her face and started to carry her down to the dungeons where the Slytherin common room was, praying that he wouldn't meet any students.
Devon reached the common room safely, luckily not running in to any students.
Gently laying Hermione down on her bed, Devon thanked the Gods that all the seventh year girls were down at breakfast.
If he had seen anyone, it would have been difficult to explain what he was doing in the seventh year dorms, at six in the morning with a sleeping Hero in his arms.)
Smiling at the memory of the evening, Devon made his way to breakfast, deciding to tell the other Professors that Hero wouldn't be able to make their classes, because he had made her stay up all night doing detention.
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The next day, Bella finally decided to wake Hermione up from her sleep and told her that they were going to Hogsmeade.
"Do we have to?" Hermione whined for the fifty-fifth time as she pulled her hair into a ponytail. Not only did that bloody witch wake her up too bloody early, now she made her go to that bloody village!
The only thing that had come out of the early wake-up call had been that Hermione finally had figured out what to do with the sorting hat.
She would transfigure it to an ordinary hat and then let Goyle wear it. After all what could be worse for an intelligent hat, than having to listen to a brain dead idiot, whose only thoughts were about food?
"Yes we do." Bella replied, "Don't you realise that this is the most important event of our whole year we are going shopping for?"
Puzzled, Hermione turned to the black haired witch as she fastened her winter cloak over her shoulder.
"What are you talking about?"
The shock was apparently too much for Bella because she stopped in the middle of the common room to stare at her.
"You…you don't know?" Bellatrix stuttered as she glared at a fifth year that had been shouting to her that she blocked the exit.
"Know what? Bella you're not making any sense!" Hermione answered as she and Bellatrix moved out from the Slytherin common room and up the stairs to the entrance hall.
"The ball Hero! The Ball!" Bella nearly shouted as she waved her hands around in tiny circles as to demonstrate.
"What ball?"
Then it hit her. The ball! It was the reason she had been brought here in the first place!
Ooh, when she got her hands on that Sirius black she would make him whish he was castr-
"Hero!"
"Who…what?" Hermione was brought from her revenge plotting by Bella, shaking her shoulders.
"You just zoomed out or something on me!" Bellatrix said to the brown haired girl as she shot her a worried look, "you have been doing that a lot recently; maybe you should go and see the nurse?"
"Oh no, I don't think that will be necessary. Sorry for scaring you" Hermione said linking her arm with Bellatrix.
Smiling at each other, the two girls made their way over to Hogsmeade, galleons and more galleons were happily clinking in Hermiones pocket. It was a good thing Dumbledore had thought about everything!
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"I still can't believe it!" Sirius black laughed as the Marauders made their way out from Zonkos, "Did you see Evans face when Chader gave her a piece of her mind? Priceless!"
"Yeah, and her stuttered apology, I didn't think Lily Evans could get ashamed!" Remus smiled and patted James on the back, "but I guess Jamie here loves her anyway"
"Shut up won't you?" James growled as a blush started to spread over his face.
"I think we should talk about something more important guys" Peter spoke up as the boys made their way over the snow-covered street, pushing by a bunch of Christmas carol elves.
"More important? What's more important then discussing the mighty Queen of the Librarys' downfall?" Sirius asked.
"Well how about our house cup? It was stolen yesterday!"
"Oh, that…I can't believe Lily really thought it was us who had done it!" said James when they entered the Three Broomsticks.
Sirius stopped at the bar to flirt with Rosmerta, and order them Butterbeers.
"Well it's not that strange, after all, it is usually one of us who does things like that" Remus said as he and the two other boys took their seats at a table in the back.
"Well maybe, but if it wasn't one of us, who did it?"
"How about a Slytherin?" Sirius asked, half shouted, as he made his way over to their table, making a big show of balancing the butterbeer.
"Nah, they are not smart enough" James replied, then, "or maybe some of them, Bellatrix and Lucius are intelligent, but not stupid enough to try anything like that, and they don't know where the Gryffindor common room is."
"Hero is defiantly smart enough" Remus broke in, "and if we are judging from her duelling skills, I think she easily could break into our common room"
"How can you be so OK with her?" Sirius asked and turned to look at the werewolf.
"She's nice, and smart," Remus said, shrugging his shoulder as if it was one of the most normal things in the world "I also think it's nice to know that not every Slytherin hates muggles and plans to become a dark, evil bastard"
"But we can't trust her!" Peter exclaimed as he made a wide gesture with his hand, hitting James bottle and spilling everything on Sirius shirt.
"Peter!" the said wizard shouted, as he desperately tried to wipe the butterbeer off, only resulting in spilling another butterbeer on Sirius.
"Sorry Sirius!" the boy squealed, while James and Remus were ducking their heads, trying to stifle their laughter.
Then, when the boys had finally calmed down, they heard another couple of voices laughing behind the Christmas tree. One of the voices was imitating Peter, crying in an overly girlish fashion and high-pitched voice, "Sorry Sirius!"
Frustrated and angry, Sirius shoved the tree aside to yell at whoever it was.
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"What about this one?" Bellatrix asked as she held up a dark blue satin dress, posing in front of the mirror in 'Gazelles robes for every moment and minute'.
"Oh! It's perfect for you honey, the colour matches your skin perfectly!" the sales witch gushed, smiling at the two witches.
Bellatrix, however, completely ignored the blonde witch and turned to Hermione who already had brought her dress for the ball.
"What do you think Hero?"
"I think," Hermione begun as she scanned the girl in front of her, whatever Bellatrix thought, the sales witch knew what she was doing. The deep colour of the dress really showed of Bella's good points and her skin seemed to glow lightly, "It's perfect for you"
"Really, you think so?"
"Yes, I promise"
Fifteen minutes later, Hermione and Bellatrix left the store with two bags, containing their new dresses.
"So, where should we go now?" Bella questioned as they strolled down the street.
"I don't know, haven't we already bought everything we need?" Hermione asked as the two girls stopped to listen to the singing elves.
"Well, you could always come and drink a Butterbeer with the two of us" a voice drawled behind them, making both of the girls spin around.
A few meters away from them stood Lucius, holding a few paper bags in his hands, with an irritated expression on his handsome face.
In front of them, the voice, that now could be identified as Severus Snape patiently waited for the girls' response.
"Isn't it impolite to listen to other peoples conversations?" Bella asked, "You really should know better."
"It wasn't my fault, I mealy came over here to ask you if you wanted to join us, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation" Snape answered smoothly, as he linked arm with the two girls and started to walk over to Lucius.
Entering the Three Broomsticks, Bella went over to the bar to order while Lucius, Snape and Hermione went to find a table.
Moving to the back, Lucius waved them over and they all sat down to wait for Bella.
Just as Snape opened his mouth, they heard a voice from the table behind the large Christmas tree, obliviously the persons behind the tree didn't know they where there.
"More important? What's more important then discussing the mighty Queen of the Librarys' downfall?"