Hello, I'm going to spice this up a bit. ('bit' being the key word…just kidding! I hope…) Every other scene will be one we haven't seen before, because that is going to make it interesting, and because I still do want to do scenes from the books. Oh, and just to clear, this is not a story. Just random scenes. And Tina is in Gryffindor! If math serves us correctly, there should be five Gryffindor girls, and we've only met three. Who's to say there isn't really a clone of me in there?
Oh, and one more thing all the scenes will be in third person, no matter whose POV it is.
Tina pushed open the door to the hospital wing, scared once again at what she was about to see.
"Hermione?" she whispered. "Madam Pomfrey said I could come see you. I know I came before, but that was with Harry and Ron. I wanted to talk alone."
She felt rather stupid saying all this, more so because she was speaking to a petrified person. Hermione's expression didn't change, it was still frozen, staring into space.
"It's getting kind of lonely without my best friend up there," Tina said nervously as she gestured towards the Gryffindor tower. "Ron and Harry can't do their homework without help, and I can't help nearly as much as you. They only let me because they're starting to figure out that girls are smarter than boys." She laughed shrilly.
"The main thing is that I need someone to talk to. We have our 'girl talk' moments, and they're fun, right? I can't even talk to Ginny now, because she's been acting really strange, not to mention scared more than a lot of others.
"Who could be so cruel?" Tina said, her voice now shaking as she looked at Hermione again. "Why would people want to hurt the Muggle-borns? And after that, who's next? People like me who're half blood? I'm not even really half-blood because my father was Muggle-born originally. This whole thing, it's just too horrible. Oh god, I wish Malfoy was the Heir of Slytherin, just so that we'd be able to turn him in and make the attacks stop.
She paused, a strange tingling in her eyes. Then she realized it. She was crying. She, Tina Gupta, who seldom shed a single tear or showed a sign of fear, was crying out of fright. Somehow, in the irony of it all, she choked laughter through her tears. Then she wiped her face on the sleeve of her robes, and shifted position.
"Okay," she said. "Let's drop this subject, it's making me cry. Or at least let's not talk about the attacks anymore. Do you know what happened last night? Ron, Harry, and I followed these spiders into the woods, and--" she shuddered. "Boy, it was scary. Ron's not the only one afraid of spiders, you know. I'm not such a big fan of creepy-crawlies myself. They were really big, with loads of eyes….I think they were acromantula but I'm not completely sure.
She paused again, and looked at Hermione. This time she smiled.
"Okay, fine, so you don't want to talk to me! I'll just go and you can laugh at me behind my back!" she was laughing now, just imagining what her friend was thinking.
Tina picked up her bag and wiped away the last of her tears, then got up to leave. Just when she reached the door, she turned around for a last peek at her friend. And for a brief, fleeting moment, she could've swore that a smile flickered across Hermione's frozen face.