I recently learned that I was mispelling the name Hermione.This is a greivious mistake on my part, and I thank my boyfriend, Kevin, for pointing it out to me.
London, England
Hermione looked out across the inner courtyard of Hogwart's. A slight rain fell, and she was trying to decide whether to brave the rain or take the long way around. Suddenly, her cat Crookshanks dashed in front of her, chasing a toad. Swooping down, she gathered him up in her arms.
"Well, it's decided for me now," she thought, "If I try and take this demon out in the rain, he'll claw me to death." With a sigh of gratitude towards her cat -for Hermione really had not wanted to venture out into the wet- she began walking. She made an akward picture, holding a squiming cat in one hand and a pile of books in the other. This was how she often appeared in recent days, walking with only her mischevious cat for company.
Hermione walked into the Griffendor dorm and deposited her books on a nearby end table. She watched Crookshanks race away and heaved a lonely sigh. After the dance a few days ago, both Harry and Ron seemed to be to busy to keep her company. Ron was, of course, busy with only trivial plots to keep from finding a vomit-flavored jelly bean, but it was the fact that Harry was busy with a girl that bothered Hermione most.
"I know I shouldn't be jealous of them.", Hermione often thought to herself" After all, Harry hardly notices that I'm a girl; it isn't as if he could ever be interested in me.", but no matter how hard she tried to comfort herself, Hermione could not help feeling abandoned by her two closest friends.