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Chapter Two: Divination
Hermione sat down on a purple cushion after climbing the staircase that led to the Divination classroom and waited for Professor Trelawney to arrive.

Being Hermione she pulled out her Divination textbook. Her finger thumbed through the pages and found her bookmark. She began reading the next topic, Llamas and Their Mystical Divinatory Powers. "Ridiculous." Everything in Divination was, but if Hermione wanted the best resume possible she needed to take this class.

She didn't know if it was the perfumed air, or the dimmed lights, or the un-stimulating learning material, but she slowly started drifting off to sleep, and before she could stop herself she fell into a light doze.

She was in the middle of the….well, it looked like the infirmary, but it was empty and silent except for a bed in the corner. The peculiar thing was that it was rocking slightly, like someone was moving around inside it. Hermione crept quietly towards it, but soon realized whoever was inside it was too preoccupied to notice her. She had reached the bed and was slowly pulling the curtains back.

She couldn't believe it. No, she must be hallucinating. Her mind wasn't this…..well..her mind wasn't like this at all. She was innocent; the most she'd ever thought of before was a kiss, a singular kiss. But yet, here she was standing by the bed, and laying on it, entwined with someone, wearing quiditich clothes she realized. She was on top of him. Fully clothed, thank god, but definitely kissing, multiple kisses. Suddenly she turned over and a head of red was revealed. Ron. It was Ron that she was "engrossed" with so to speak. Actually, it seemed like extremely engrossed.

And she was fine with it.

Wait, she was fine with it? But he was her friend. Her very hot sigh, funny, sweet, protective, perfect boyfriend. No, he was just a friend, not a boyfriend! But he looked so sexy in his suit of armor….

Wait. Suit of armor? It was then that she fully realized he was now wearing knight garb. Her knight in shining armor. That's what he truly was.

But, he didn't like her. I mean, sure he was protective, but so was Harry. But Ron was always first to jump in and help, and through all these years at Hogwarts he had never really developed a crush, had he? Except for the skank Fleur, but she was irresistible, literally. Oh, god, why was she doing this to herself, and why did Ron have blonde hair?...

Ron leant forward and tapped Hermione on the shoulder. He saw her jump slightly and smiled when he realized she had been dreaming.

"I can see this class is really having an impression on you." She scowled and him and he couldn't help but laugh. She was so cute. Hermione cute? Yea. He wasn't going to lie to himself any longer.

He liked Hermione. And he had no clue how she felt. Terrific.

"So what were you dreaming about? Did you happen to see anything predicting the future, perhaps me failing this class?"

"I don't need to have a premonition to predict that." Ron shoved Hermione slightly and she retaliated by ruffling his hair.

"No, not the hair, my powers…are….slowly….draining…..I can-!" He had rested his hands on Hermione's shoulders, and looking down he realized that they had slipped a, heh, bit lower. "Um……never mind. I need to look over my homework."

"Wha? Oh….sure." Ron, look over his homework? Was he serious?

"Class…..today we will be reading palms." Trelawney had not been noticed when she entered the classrom and a few people jumped when she had first spoken. No one was particularly pleased when Dumbledore had rehired Trelawney, but they had to admit she was more entertaining than Ferinze. "Although we worked shortly on this technique last year, we have barely delved into this complex technique. For the next few months we will be going more,…..in depth."

"Joy. And now comes the time when she tells everyone they are going to die." It was common knowledge that Professor Trelawney told students every year they were going to die when it was completely obvious that they weren't.

"Hmmmmm……aw, Ms. Granger. Let's see." Suddenly Hermione found her hand in the grasp of the loony teacher, unable to pull away she decided to give up and listen to how she would die. Last year she was to choke on a chicken bone, and although she didn't believe any of this malarkey, she steered clear of chicken for the next few months. "Aw, lucky you, he'll make you happy. My….you have a strange life line. There's a gap in it. Usually there wouldn't be little fragments, but yours, yours is just blank. It's as if you just popped out of existence. How strange…….well, next! Let's see Mr. Weasly, normal, nothing out of the ordinary, oh, good, lucky you. Wait, oh, you poor thing…." A frown slowly crept onto his face as Trelawney sauntered away.

"A bit vague wasn't it?"

"I guess, but really I mean do-"

"You're batty I tell you, batty!" Draco had jumped up and was yelling at Trelawney, who seemed indifferent. Find out he wasn't the center of the universe, did he? "I would never marry someone like that. It's absolutely absurd. It's nothing short of disgusting!" Trelawney muttered something. "I don't give a flip about true love and happiness; I will never marry that kind of person!" Still unfaltering, Trelawney continued on to the next student.

"Wonder what upset him?"

"Oh, who knows, she probably told him that he didn't have the biggest ego in the world or something like that." Even though she found that hard to believe.

"Yea probably."

The rest of the class was uneventful except for Lavender's reading which proved to be quite comical. Trelawney told Lavender that from her hand she could tell that she was quite boy crazy and such behavior would ultimately end in her dying alone. Lavender had gone into a frenzy and broken down into loud sobs. Dean went to comfort her and suddenly she had stopped flirting and started batting her eyelashes.

Trelawney dismissed the class leaving the students bustling off to lunch. Hermione took longer due to the fact she had chosen to bring her entire collection of books with her. Ron decided to take this as an opportunity to make a move, what kind of move he didn't know, he hadn't thought that far.

"So…Hermione"

"Yes?" This whole Ron thing was driving her crazy.

"Tomorrow after the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor game we are aloud to go to Hogsmeade."

"Yes I'm aware." She needed to find out if Ron felt the same.

"Well I was thinking we could go together."

"I assumed so." But how would she find out?

"Oh, I kind of meant more like-"

"Sorry am I interrupting something?" Draco sneered and walked over to the opposite side of the classroom. It was then that Hermione realized how close she and Ron were. "Ah, here it is, hey, look, your rubbing off on me Granger." Draco picked up a textbook which he had apparently forgotten. "Stop it." He gave the two a good two second glare then walked out.

"Sometimes I could just-"Ron mimicked choking Draco.

Hermione shrugged and suggested, "You can choke him in the game tomorrow."

"I guess, but I won't get as much pleasure, it just isn't the same."

"Man, I wish it was……."

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