She was about halfway across the room when she heard a soft thump on the carpeted floor. "What was that?" she whispered. She turned around to find an off-white envelope, sealed with a heart. "Must've fallen out of my clothes," she said. She wondered what it could be, and who it was from. So she headed toward the envelope and picked it up. As she was about to open it, the letter burst open to reveal a shimmering pink message. "Oh my god", sputtered Hermione as she tried to catch her breath. It read, "My dearest Hermione, I have been having dreams about you since the end of last term. Meet me behind the knight on the 2nd floor, during lunch. See you there." Then, before she could even reread the message or have time to think, the letter was gone and all that was left was a puffy wisp of pink smoke. "I wonder who it's from," Hermione whispered without knowing why. There was no one around to disturb, but the room seemed so quite, that the air called for whispering. "Oh wow, I didn't realize what time it was!" she said suddenly snapping back to reality. "I better get down to the Great Hall! Breakfast is almost over!" And with that, she quickly got dressed, shoved the letter into her bag, and ran out of the girls' dormitory.
"Alright class, settle down," said Professor McGonagall hastily as she walked into the classroom. "Today we have a very special guest who will be teaching you how to protect yourself against some of the dark magic that was used during previous events." As she spoke, Hermione couldn't help but notice that Professor McGonagall kept a firm eye on her, her best friends Ron and Harry, Ginny, and Neville Longbottom. She knew why though, her and her friends had faced Death Eaters left and right last term, ending with the death of the headmaster. "This man has had many prestigious honors and has also faced Lord Voldemort at his most powerful stage", she went on, "Please welcome, Professor McKinley." The class gave a bored applause. "Well hello, students!" said McKinley, rather more enthusiastically than necessary. "Now, I know this isn't the class you're use to learning about dark magic in, but seeing as how Professor McGonagall is utmost head of the school, and she hasn't packed to moved into Dumbledore's office yet, we thought it most appropriate to continue in here." As he continued rambling on, Hermione took her chance to tell Harry. "Psst, I have to tell you something…it's really important," Hermione whispered to Harry. "What is it?" he questioned, not wanting to listen to the speech they were about to face. "Well, I've been having this nightmare and…" "Ms. Granger! Please come sit up front if you cannot behave during a guest speaking. Thank you!" said Professor McGonagall shrilly. "Yes, Professor," she replied. So Hermione grabbed her things and sat up front with a rotten look on her face, knowing that there wasn't much time to tell Harry and Ron everything that was on her mind. After transfiguration was over, the class filed out of the room. "What were you trying to tell me?" asked Harry, catching up with her. "Well we need a bit of privacy first," said Hermione, "Too many people can hear us." "Are you coming Ron?" she said loudly over her shoulder. But Ron was too busy showing off some fancy gadget his twin brothers Fred and George had just invented. "I'll catch up with you guys later!" He screamed, as he was brought down in a pool of interested students. "…Okay", Hermione said, a little disappointed at Ron for not wanting to know what was going on. And with that, Hermione took Harry by the arm, and led him into an empty classroom.
