Hi there,
I hope somebody will read the story, although the first chapter was translated this badly. Now I have a beta-reader who helps me with grammar and spelling. Thanks, Rána!
Thank you for your reviews! They help me to motivate me to sacrifice time for the translation.
Disclaimer: Nothing else as the idea of the story is mine. I do not make money with this.
2. Chapter
Hermione woke up late the next morning. The exhaustion fromthe previous evening was still weighing heavily down on her. Her sleep was dreamless. At least she was thankful for that she could not remember any dreams. Hermione missed breakfast. She was also to late for lunch, but it didn't really matter to her. She was not hungry.
With slow and nearly creepy movements she picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom. When she after a little eternity left it, nobody could see how miserable she actually felt. Hermione forced herself to an upright posture. With something akin to a smile, she took a deep breath of air and left the dormitory.
Harry was sitting alone in the common room. He did not notice at first that she was coming in. To her great surprise he had a book in his lap.
"Hello Harry," she said with an almost steady voice.
Harry looked up to her with a smile on his face. "Did you sleep enough? I almost thought somebody had measured you one too many dose of the Dreamless Sleep Potion."
'Oh, not Dreamless Sleep, but I am sure he would have liked to give me some kind of obliviation potion,' Hermione thought with bitterness.
"No, but it seems that I had to make up for a little bit of sleep. No wonder after this week. One test after another, and that right before Christmas!"
"Oh no, Hermione! Since when have you worried about tests in that way?" exclaimed Ron, who was presently climbing through the portrait hole. A broad smile was on his face.
Hermione smiled amused and answered. "You seem to think that all my life consists of is learning, learning and learning. Do you seriously mean that I am addicted to tests?"
"No, but sometimes you are more into to the school curriculum than our teachers." said Harry, and gave her one of his cheeky charming smiles.
The boys had used less than a minute to set her mind on other things...
"Yes, Harry. The only one which is still more into it than Hermione is Snape." added Ron.
... and brought her mind back to the same depressing track in an equally short time.
Suddenly Hermione could see all the important events of the last days. They were completely clear to her inner eye. She almost broke down under the burden of her feelings, which wanted out of her. The boys never noticed her change of mood and talked and enjoyed each other's company as if nothing had happened.
TBC
Hope you enjoyed that chapter. I promise next chapters will be longer and longer.
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