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Coming Home:

As I stepped off the train and back on the familiar soil of the Hogwarts ground I sigh contentedly as I feel a sense of belonging I missed dearly over my holiday. Here I am not an outcast. Here my appetite for learning is appreciated and understood. Here I can be...me. So maybe I'm a bit obsessive when it comes to learning, but I can't help it. Learning something new gives me thrill similar to that of the overwhelming rush of a roller coaster plummeting toward the earth just after the crest of the hill.

"Hermione? Are you coming?" I looked up to see Harry and Ron already in the carriage holding the door open for me.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I'm coming." I clambered into the carriage across from Harry and Ron and next to Neville. Neville was showing Ron something in our herbology book and Harry was looking at me with a small smile on his face. "What?" I asked him, "Do I have something on my face? Or are my robes on backwards? What?" I looked down at myself making sure my robes were indeed on correctly. Harry chuckled and shook his head. "Well what is it then?" I asked beginning to get irritated.

"We're home." He said simply.

"Home? What do you mean?" Harry checked to make sure Ron and Neville weren't paying attention and leaned forward.

"Well when you stepped off the train you had this look on your face that just said 'home' and that's exactly how I feel when I get here. Nothing is better than Hogwarts." Harry sat back in seat and gazed out the window fondly at the castle as they quickly approached it. I gaped at Harry hardly believing I had just heard such a confession or such understand come from the mouth of a member of male gender. Harry glanced back at me, laughed at my shocked expression, quickly looked over at Ron and Neville again before mimicking closing his mouth. I quickly closed my mouth and looked over Ron and Neville who were still immersed in the book and hadn't noticed a thing. Wait? Ron immersed in a book?

"Hey what are you two looking at?" Ron and Neville jumped and turned to look at her as Ron hastily snapped the book shut. The guilty looks on their faces told her they were up to something. "Okay, come on, what are you doing?" Ron and Neville shook their heads violently further convincing me they were up to something. "Out with what are you doing?" Neville looked at Ron who looked thoughtful for about one second then eagerly agreed.

"Ok." Neville said surprisingly confident, but it's Herbology and he usually knows what he is talking about so that's not so surprising as I think about it. "What we're going to do," he continued happily, "is on one of our Hogsmeade trips were going to get something that's going to get Malfoy back for all those times he made fun of people, their families, or uh...their background..." he paused uncertainly looking cautiously at me. For years Malfoy has made hurtful comments under his breath, most ending in "mudblood". Revenge can be sweet but I don't want to get into trouble.

"Well what are planning then because if you get me kicked out of school it better be worth it!" Neville and Ron's faces lit up with joy.

"You're in?" Harry, Ron, and Neville all asked together surprised. I smiled quiet evilly and thought of every time Malfoy had called me a mudblood.

"I'm in." Harry let out whoop, Ron looked like he wanted to hug, and Neville actually did hug me. I laughed and pushed him away gently, "So what's the plan?" Neville, apparently the brains of the operation, sat back down in his seat and said,

"It's all really simple. We're going to buy this stuff called poison ivy-"

"Poison ivy? That's it?" I asked incredulously. The three looked put-down and I thought about it. Malfoy hasn't grown up in a muggle world but still poison ivy is everywhere it'd be ridiculous if you didn't know what it was. "I don't get it. I mean poison ivy, he'll be able to tell what it is, won't he?" Neville smiled at me and asked me one question that changed the plan from simple to brilliant,

"You're still good at transfiguration aren't you?"

Transfiguration! Of course! "But what would we make it look like?" I asked curiously.

Ron answered, "Well I thought of the best thing and Harry and Neville agree with me that it's the most hysterical thing to change it into." I waited patiently then gave up because we were nearing the castle.

"Well?" Ron smiled devilishly at me.

"His boxers"