Chapter Two: Expressions
Don't you love it how in writing you can make time pass so quickly? I mean just in the last chapter Tromedlov and Hermione went back home, and now it is back off to school.
As soon as Hermione went onboard the Hogwarts Express, something seemed empty. And new. But who cares? I mean it's just Filch, nothing important happened to him. Right? She went into the next empty room.
"Hello, I'm Mr. Storge Norris, and I'm your new, well, whatever job Filch had. I don't care, because I'm just here to meet the famous Harry Potter," Mr. Storge Norris, the new whatever job Filch had, that was just there to meet the famous Harry Potter said.
"Haven't you heard? Misterry Pottery is dead!" Hermione replied with a puzzled expression on her face.
"And why is he dead?"
"And why do you care?"
"'Cause I am Voldemort, and only I can kill him."
Hermione woke up in a cold sweat.
"Avada Kedavra," she pointed at a random person on the street.
"Hermy be nice," her mommy called from some downstairs room.
Hermy of course didn't care. She saw Voldy in her dream! It was Harry's job to do that! Then she felt it. She was growing a scar.
She tried to wake up in a cold sweat once again. But no- for once- Hermione was stuck there.
