Once the four had found a compartment, Hermione put a silencing charm on
the compartment and started pacing. Ron, Ginny, and Harry knew this meant
she needed to let off steam and also that she had either chosen to torture
them or she would start screaming. They hoped it was the latter but mostly,
they hoped she didn't do either at all.
" Oo, I hate Malfoy! He had the nerve to say that to ME! O I HATE THAT. CREATURE SO MUCH! I WISH HE WOULD JUST FUCKING DIE! I WISH MOODY WOULD JUST COME BACK AND TURN HIM INTO A FERRET AGAIN AND GIVE HIM TO ME AS A PET SO I COULD JUST FUCKING STARVE HIM. I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH! HE SHOULD BE DAMNED TO FUCKING BLOODY HELL!"
She sat down with a thump on the seat next to Harry with a crazed look in her eye like she actually considered doing something to hurt anyone who pissed her off. At the moment that was Malfoy, but that didn't mean her friends could be added to the list if they said anything or did anything wrong. Not one of them was going to take that chance. Professor McGonagall opened up the compartment door, caught sight of Hermione and her jaw dropped. She looked at Potter and the Weasleys, and they all shook their heads or shrugged. After a few seconds, she shook her head to clear it and started, "Miss Granger, there is a meeting for the two heads in a half an hour. It is in the first compartment on the train. Please bring a business attitude with you. The headmaster has something he feels is urgent to bring up during the meeting. See you there."
"Yes, Professor."
The older woman closed the door and walked away. When she had left, Ginny decided to ask how everyone's summers had gone. Harry told his friends that nothing special had happened because, again, he was stuck at the Dursley's all summer. Ron and Ginny shared how they had gone to Egypt to see Bill and then to Romania to see Charlie. Percy was still unofficially disowned from the family, so no word from him was heard. Fred and George's business was going great. Ron was excited to finally see his friends again even though he had had a great time over the past 2 months. Hermione was about to start telling them about her summer but then noticed how long they had been talking. "Sorry, guys. I've got to go, the meeting's starting in 5 minutes." She got up, left the compartment then dashed down the corridor of the train to the front compartment. When she got to the door of the compartment she needed to be at, she bent over, hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. Her cheeks stung from all the blood that had just rushed there from the rest of her body. She had sprinted the entire train so she could get there on time. Every few seconds, she stopped and either pulled her pants up or her shirt down.
When she got to the right compartment, she found that her effort had been lost; she was supposed to be there 5 minutes ago. * I need to work on my track time. I'm getting too slow. Way, way too slow. * She opened the door to see the headmaster and deputy headmistress sitting on one side of the compartment. Professor Dumbledore looked somewhat annoyed and expectant. He had definitely taken in Hermione's new look for sure, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. He was most definitely irritated, though.
She looked to the other side of the compartment to see Mr. Draco Malfoy sprawled across the seats. She felt her cheeks flush with anger as he caught her eye and winked at her. How she wanted to punch his guts in.
"Excuse me, Miss Granger, may we please begin. My patience is wearing thin and you are standing in the doorway like a deer in headlights. Please sit." The only open seat was right next to Malfoy and she sat with a thump as if she was ready to take off running if the boy harassed her in any way.
"Now I know you two have some differences, but I need you to put them aside."
" Oo, I hate Malfoy! He had the nerve to say that to ME! O I HATE THAT. CREATURE SO MUCH! I WISH HE WOULD JUST FUCKING DIE! I WISH MOODY WOULD JUST COME BACK AND TURN HIM INTO A FERRET AGAIN AND GIVE HIM TO ME AS A PET SO I COULD JUST FUCKING STARVE HIM. I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH! HE SHOULD BE DAMNED TO FUCKING BLOODY HELL!"
She sat down with a thump on the seat next to Harry with a crazed look in her eye like she actually considered doing something to hurt anyone who pissed her off. At the moment that was Malfoy, but that didn't mean her friends could be added to the list if they said anything or did anything wrong. Not one of them was going to take that chance. Professor McGonagall opened up the compartment door, caught sight of Hermione and her jaw dropped. She looked at Potter and the Weasleys, and they all shook their heads or shrugged. After a few seconds, she shook her head to clear it and started, "Miss Granger, there is a meeting for the two heads in a half an hour. It is in the first compartment on the train. Please bring a business attitude with you. The headmaster has something he feels is urgent to bring up during the meeting. See you there."
"Yes, Professor."
The older woman closed the door and walked away. When she had left, Ginny decided to ask how everyone's summers had gone. Harry told his friends that nothing special had happened because, again, he was stuck at the Dursley's all summer. Ron and Ginny shared how they had gone to Egypt to see Bill and then to Romania to see Charlie. Percy was still unofficially disowned from the family, so no word from him was heard. Fred and George's business was going great. Ron was excited to finally see his friends again even though he had had a great time over the past 2 months. Hermione was about to start telling them about her summer but then noticed how long they had been talking. "Sorry, guys. I've got to go, the meeting's starting in 5 minutes." She got up, left the compartment then dashed down the corridor of the train to the front compartment. When she got to the door of the compartment she needed to be at, she bent over, hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. Her cheeks stung from all the blood that had just rushed there from the rest of her body. She had sprinted the entire train so she could get there on time. Every few seconds, she stopped and either pulled her pants up or her shirt down.
When she got to the right compartment, she found that her effort had been lost; she was supposed to be there 5 minutes ago. * I need to work on my track time. I'm getting too slow. Way, way too slow. * She opened the door to see the headmaster and deputy headmistress sitting on one side of the compartment. Professor Dumbledore looked somewhat annoyed and expectant. He had definitely taken in Hermione's new look for sure, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. He was most definitely irritated, though.
She looked to the other side of the compartment to see Mr. Draco Malfoy sprawled across the seats. She felt her cheeks flush with anger as he caught her eye and winked at her. How she wanted to punch his guts in.
"Excuse me, Miss Granger, may we please begin. My patience is wearing thin and you are standing in the doorway like a deer in headlights. Please sit." The only open seat was right next to Malfoy and she sat with a thump as if she was ready to take off running if the boy harassed her in any way.
"Now I know you two have some differences, but I need you to put them aside."