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I don't know how much more of this I can take! Hermione thought frantically to herself. On the outside though, she smiled brightly at Professor McGonagall. The teacher was looking at her expectantly, while holding out a list of first years.
"Oh, Miss Granger, this would be so great of you. These students are in such need of your expertise," McGonagall told her, nearly shoving the list into Hermione's hands. Hermione just continued smiling and looked at the piece of paper.
"Of…of course, Professor. I'd be h-happy to help." With that, Hermione took the list and stowed it in her book bag.
"I knew I could count on you, Miss Granger. Now, there are times next to each name, for their study sessions. You start tonight." Then, McGonagall promptly turned on her heel and left Hermione to finish her breakfast. Hermione just stared after her, that stupid smile still on her face.
Damnit! She thought. I have a foot of parchment due tomorrow for Arithmancy and I need to check Harry's and Ron's homework. Hermione rubbed her temples and took ten deep breaths.
"You okay Hermione?" She looked up quickly as both Harry and Ron sat down.
She nodded and replied, "Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
"It looked like your head was about to blow up, for one thing," Harry
told her with wide eyes. Ron nodded with raised eyebrows.
"Oh, I…I have a headache is all," she replied speedily.
"Yeah, well you might want to get that checked out," said Ron in a squeaky voice. Bloody scary, that was." They both started laughing, but stopped abruptly when they saw the scowl on Hermione's face.
"Har har," she muttered sarcastically. "Now…if you don't mind, I'm off to the library. I have loads of work to do." With that, she stood up and left the Great Hall with her nose turned up in anger.
Ron and Harry stared after her in awe. "How does she do it, mate?" Harry asked with a shake of his head.
"Man, I don't know, but it's a little frightening," Ron replied. Harry nodded and then they went back to their breakfast.