The Welcome Feast and Swimming
Once all four of the Gryffindors had gotten dressed they headed for the carriages. They filed in and was about to close the door when Hermione got an odd look and hopped out. "I'll see you guys during the feast." she called as she walked towards the last carriage. She started running toward the last carriage and knocked on the already closed door. It swung open and she was meet with the sight of Bryan, Draco, and Blaise sitting in the carriage.
"Wonderful, that means there's room for little old me." Hermione said as she climbed in and sat on Bryan's lap. Bryan just rolled his eyes at here.
"Still sour sis?" he asked with a smirk.
"Nope, but I just love you so much. I was worried about my brother, so I came to make sure you were okay. But since you brought up the whole hair charm incident, you better mark my words," Hermione said, sugar coating each word so much Bryan looked slightly scared, "I will kill you for that and you will never expect it."
"I know I'm gorgeous Granger but you don't have to make up such a lousy excuse to see me." Draco said. Bryan looked sick, Blaise was holding back a laugh and Hermione grew a smirk.
"I don't think you meet my dating standerds. You see, you're just to... evil and... ugly... and pale, way too pale." Hermione said.
"Have to agree on the pale." Bryan said. "It's called a sun. Vampire or what?"
"I have sensitive skin." Draco said, offended.
"Right, I can see you never bring family matters into anything." Blaise commented.
"Of course not!" Hermione said, faking shock. "Well," she changed to her normal tone, "I do have issues with the whole forcefully making me do something so it isn't really much help with the whole following instructions. Anyway, I really need another copy because I misplaced them into a fireplace where they belong. Really they were sad. I want to show you something on Saturday. Oh, do you know who the other person in the... thing is? Since you know everything." Hermione asked.
"Me." Blaise stated.
"Fantastic," Hermione said sarcastically, "more time with Slytherins." And with that, she hopped out of the just stopped carriage and made her way towards her friends.
"I really don't know how you're alive." Blaise commented.
"I keep saving her from drug addicted rapists that she dates. She for some reason thinks everyone is good." Bryan said. "But really Draco, get some sun dude." Bryan followed his step's lead and hopped out of the carriage, closely followed by Blaise and then a shocked and angry Malfoy.
Hermione found her friends in the Great Hall and watched as Bryan walked up to the front of the first years. She noticed that he kept glancing at one of the small girls in the group. Hermione stared intently at his eyes, hoping to find something to tell her what it was but he had a perfect mask. She sighed.
"What's up Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Somethings wrong with Bryan but I can't figure out what." Hermione said.
"He's across the hall!" Harry said, "how can you tell somethings wrong!"
"Maybe he's an alien who sends emotional messages... emotionally." Ron said, earning quite a few confused glances.
"No, he keeps looking at this one first year. The first time he looked puzzled, but now he keeps glancing at her like she has two heads or something. I just wish I could see more than the back of her head. Wait a second." Hermione said as she looked at the girl again. "That looks so much like... no fucking way." she whispered.
"Hermione!" Harry said, "As bad as Ron!"
"Hey!" Ron said, trying to defend himself.
"Oh no. Please no. I will kill myself if I have to see her. She is so depressing. I'm surprised she hasn't committed suicide." Hermione said, horror clear on her face.
Then Dumbledore stood, so no one could ask who. The whole hall silenced and Dumbledore started to speak. "We have a new seventh year to sort who was brought to Hogwarts because he recently moved. I believe you all know his step-sister, whom is Hermione Granger," whispers erupted. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and the Hall silenced once again. "We will now sort, Bryan Granger." Bryan walked over and sat on the stool. The girls were all staring at him and the guys were glaring. Some were looking between Hermione and Bryan. The hat sat on his head a long time. Let me take you to Bryan so we can see why...
So, you want to be in Slytherin? Why?
Because, I'm the opposite of my step sister.
What worries you about the girl in the front?
That's my cousin. She's very... depressing.
I see. Are you sure you want to be in Slytherin, I would have guessed RavenClaw.
I hate studying.
You have a weak heart.
But I don't show it.
You are brave beyond belief.
I hate Harry Potter.
I see... fine. You will not understand. You won't understand until the end. Please, before I let you leave, promise me one thing.
What?
Say yes to performing at the Halloween ball. Tell Hermione what she needs to hear. Say it will promote interhouse unity. It will. Promise me.
I promise.
Good. SLYTHERIN!
Hermione clapped politely at her brother's sorting. It was no surprise. Ron looked a little confused and Harry, a little mad, but Ginny was smiling.
"Yo ho maties!" she whispered to Hermione and burst out laughing. Hermione couldn't hold it any longer. She started laughing and quite a few were looking at the two girls.
"What's so funny?" Ron and Harry asked in unison.
"Inside joke." Hermione said as she calmed down. Ginny however, was having no such luck and had to use her hand to cover up her laughing.
Dumbledore raised a hand and the sorting started like usually. Ron grumbled through many students sorting, Harry fell asleep, and Ginny kept whispering Hermione pirate phrases that didn't help with her composure. Hermione was doing really well, until Ginny whispered the most hilarious thing. "Mr. Cotton's Parrot, same question! Wind in the sails wind in the sails. Mostly we figure that means yes. Why of course it does! See. Why, you've proven them mad." Ginny whispered, imitating the voices. Hermione had to bite her lip really hard on that one, she was scared it would bleed.
"Finally!" Ron muttered when they were down to the last person. The little girl.
"Black, Rose Mary." McGonagol called, a little puzzled. The little girl walked up, looking at the floor. The hall broke out in whispers. The hat, after only a moment, fell off. Dumbledore walked over and asked, loud enough for the whole hall to hear since it was as silent as a grave yard.
"What is the matter?" he boomed.
"Pure sorrow." the hat responded. "It best be Slytherin, only they can handle the sorrow. The poor girl. I just want to die." the hat whimpered.
"Well, it's Slytherin." Dumbledore said, setting the hat on the recently vacated stool and walked back to his chair. "Before the feast, I must introduce our two new teachers. They have a choice of class so you will find out what class they have chosen when you receive your time tables tomorrow. Please, welcome the new teachers, old students, Hermione Granger and Blaise Zabini!" The hall erupted in applause and whispers. The two stood, Hermione with difficulty because of the two's persistent questions. They walked to the staff table and were told to take a seat. Hermione was given one next to Snape, where she shifted uncomfortably, and Blaise was on the opposite end, next to Sprout. Dumbledore shouted his usual phrase and food appeared. The only four people in the hall not eating were Hermione, Blaise, Bryan and Rose Mary.
Dumbledore stood and announced tat it was time for everyone to head to their common rooms and everyone departed besides the Headmaster and the two new teachers.
"I assume you don't know what you intend to teach?" Dumbledore said.
"I have two ideas, Hermione can decide which. Music or Physical Education. Wizards are getting lazy." Blaise said.
"Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked politely.
"I would have to go with Physical Education, the music class is wonderful but with the varying tastes it's harder to keep everyone happy." Hermione stated.
"Excellent. Follow me and I'll show you your rooms, class room, and of course, your class schedule. Sorry but it seems you need to plan quite a bit tonight and wake up early tomorrow. I think you two should be fine though." Dumbledore said, stopping in front of an empty classroom. "Here we are. I trust you can enlarge it and charm it to tailor it to your needs. You quarters are that painting," he gestured to the damsel painting across the hall. " and the password you must agree upon. Your rooms and schedule are self explanatory. Have a good night." Dumbledore finished as he walked off.
"Black Catastrophe." Blaise said at once.
"Are you crazy, Bryan will be in there in two seconds." Hermione said. "What about... something no one would guess ever." Hermione said.
"Sounds good." Blaise said.
"What sounds good?" Hermione asked.
"Something no one would guess ever." he stated. Hermione smiled at the simplicity and originality.
"Sure. Let's go then." Hermione said. They told the damsel the password and got to work.
"Let's just do a briefing the first day for every class. Half of them won't know what P.E. is." Hermione said.
"But we can't talk for an hour and a half at the first years! They have us twice in a row tomorrow morning!" Blaise said, looking at the schedule.
"Well, I know all about muggle sports, but I haven't any idea on any wizarding ones besides Quidditch and we can't do that every day." Hermione said.
"Perfect, we can do something easy tomorrow. What's easy?" Blaise said.
"Umm... what about swimming? I think everyone should know how to swim considering the lake. We could do a swimming unit first and then do something on land. We should do swimming now, when it isn't freezing though." Hermione said.
"Okay, but we need to know how to swim and turn the class room into a swimming pool. That means we need a spell to get everyone into their bathing suits." Blaise said.
"I can swim, I know a spell, and the room isn't a problem, we can find that in no time." Hermione said.
"One problem." Blaise said. "I can't swim."
"Well let's get the pool and I'll teach you tonight. Easy enough to fix, though you'll be wasted tomorrow. You could lifeguard tomorrow. I'll teach. Deal?" Hermione said, already standing.
"Sure, what first?" Blaise asked hesitantly.
"First, go change and meet me in the room, I have a book with the spell to change the room." Hermione said, disappearing into her room. He walked slowly into his and changed into his swimming trunks before walking across the hall to the classroom. He found a huge pool, but no one was there. He then saw something move in the water. He was about to run when it popped out right in front of him. When it stopped moving he realized it was just a hot girl in a modest bikini. He did a double take and realized it was Hermione.
"Hermione?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, jump in, you can stand here, even if I can't," she said as she pushed off the wall and started to slowly and easily tread water. Blaise slowly eased himself in and sighed a sigh of relief when the water stopped just above his shoulders. "Okay, let's start with treading water. Since you can stand here, don't worry. Just move your arms like this," Hermione showed him, "and pedal your legs like your on a bike." Hermione said.
"A... bike?" Blaise said, looking confused. Hermione rolled her eyes at herself.
"Move them in little circles, let me show you," Hermione dove under and all of a sudden legs appeared and went in little circles before vanishing and Hermione popping up again. "Understand?" she asked.
"I... guess." Blaise said. He started to move his arms and legs like he was shown but started to sink, so he moved faster, only to sink more quickly.
"Slower!" Hermione instructed. "Bigger circles with your legs and move your arms more." she said. Blaise did as told and smiled when he stayed up. "Wonderful! Whenever you start to drowned, just tread water." she said. "Now stop wasting energy and stand." Blaise put his feet back on the floor.
"What now?" he asked.
"We are going to learn the breath stroke. Easy as pie! First, your going to learn how to use your legs, so put your hands on the wall like this," Hermione said as she stopped treading water and grabbed the wall. "Kick your legs like this." she said, doing it slowly. Blaise followed her example and then copied her as she sped up.
"Is that all?" he asked, surprised at the simplicity of it.
"No, that's half of it. Now, watch what I do with my arms. You take a stroke on the right you don't take a breath, but when you raise your left arm, turn your head to the left and take a breath." Hermione said. Hermione swam slowly around him and showed him what she meant. "Lay on your stomach, I'll hold you up until you get it." Hermione said as she held out her arms. Blaise did as told and secretly, Hermione made sure he wasn't putting any pressure on her and that she was only touching him. Slowly, she took her arms out from under him and watched him swim to the other side of the pool and then back, a huge smile on his face.
"You let go." he stated.
"I was never holding you up. It's simple, if you thought I was holding you up you wouldn't think you would sink, but if I said to swim on your own you would freak." Hermione said.
"Thank you," Blaise said as he climbed out of the pool. "I always wanted to learn how to swim, but as I got older I thought people would make fun of me."
"They would, if you didn't know how to swim. But for now, that's good enough." Hermione said, getting out as well. Blaise looked at her in her swim suit.
"Why do hide yourself under robes and spells?" he asked suddenly.
"I'm not pretty and I don't want me friends getting jealous." Hermione said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I see... that that made no sense at all." Blaise said. Hermione just waved it off and walked with Blaise in tow, to their rooms. They went to sleep, with only the worries of tomorrow.
A/N: Too short, keep reading and pretend it's another chapter.
The next morning Hermione woke up to an owl banging on her window. She growled and looked at her clock. It was five in the morning. She rolled out of bed, landing on the floor with a loud thud. Suddenly, she heard banging on the wall. She banged back and wrenched the window open. She yanked the letter from the owl before glaring at the hand writing. She eased her facial expressions into puzzlement. She didn't recognize the writing. She quickly opened it and looked at the bottom for a senders name. Blaise? He didn't write like that in class. This was so... feminine. It was beautiful even. She read the quick note that said to meet him in the pool so she could teach him something else. She groaned, stamped her feet, rolled her eyes, and quickly changed. She ran into the classroom and did a cannon ball so she didn't have to think about how cold it was. She surfaced and looked around. Blaise walked in and jumped in as well. He walked over to her and grabbed her around the waist, forcing her to stop treading water.
"What are we learning today?" he asked.
"Let's learn freestyle." Hermione said, "Backstroke if we have time. Free style is the same as breath stroke but you go under water and only come up when you need it. Don't be stupid and go deep, waste of energy." Hermione then wiggled loose and swam to the other side. "Come on!" she shouted. Blaise hesitated for a moment before going down and swimming over to the other side of the pool.
"This pool is too small for thirty people." Blaise stated as he came up.
"I'll make it bigger later. Now for the backstroke, lye on your back and let me hold you until you can float." Hermione said.
"Float?" Blaise asked sceptically.
"Float," Hermione repeated as she laid on her back and showed him.
"Oh, that I can do." Blaise said, floating next to her.
"Good, now just make big backward circles with your arms," Hermione said as she slowly swam off. Blaise followed with ease. He followed her around until he got bored so he dove down and got directly under her. He slowly circled his arms around her waist and stood up. Hermione grumbled and he laughed.
"What was that?" Blaise said.
"Your too tall." Hermione said.
"Then why don't we make the pool so that first years can't stand but I can, makes our lives easier. Then I can just pick them up." He said.
"Sure, but let's go to breakfast now so we can come back to make junk up about our course." Hermione said. Blaise laughed and dropped Hermione who beat him to the edge. They walked to the Great Hall together, laughing and joking all the way, but quieting when they reached the doors. Hermione glanced at the Staff table and smiled when she noticed her chair gone. That meant she was supposed to sit with her friends. She plopped down next to Ginny.
"Argh matey!" Hermione whispered and Ginny started laughing. "It's amazing how much fun Jack Sparrow, excuse me, captain Jack Sparrow is when he doesn't have to pretend."
"I agree. He seemed so much happier when I went to the Flourish and Botts thing." Ginny said.
"So when do you have P.E.?" Hermione asked.
"Umm..." Ginny pulled out her timetable. "Tomorrow, my last class." she said. "Also, it's my last class of the week. What are we doing in there anyway?" she asked.
"I can't tell, but I promise you'll love it! Imagine showing off your body to half naked guys." Hermione said. Ginny smiled like a fool. "I have to go plan for classes, we're just talking to most classes so I got to know what I'm going to say." Hermione said as she left. Ginny rolled her eyes and went back to eating.
Hermione went into her room and realized something, she didn't have to wear her uniform any more. She smiled as she dawned a pair of jeans and a top, after all, they were swimming today with the first years. She walked into the common room to find Blaise and Draco whispering, she frowned and ignored them. She was almost to the door when Draco called to her. "What's wrong, can't afford the uniforms any more?" he said.
"Actually, I can, but I'm a teacher so I don't have to wear those horrid things." Hermione said. "Also, Blaise, would you make sure not to tell him the password. As much as you like him I would appreciate it so very much." she said before leaving.
Blaise rolled his eyes and finished his talk with Draco before following Hermione's lead, to the classroom.
"Hey." Blaise said as he entered the pool, to find a much bigger pool. Hermione looked at him with a sad smile.
"I just remembered something." she said, "my Uncle drowned in a creek. I never thought about it. It's so sad. Blaise, what if someone dies?"Hermione said, tears shinning in her eyes. Blaise laughed and walked over to her. He put his hands on her arms and lowered his eyes so they were level to hers.
"No one will die Hermione, not one person." he said. He hugged her and sat on the ground. "So what are we going to say to the little hellions?" he asked.
"We should mention that we're to be respected as a teacher when in class, and if they want to drag in our relationship outside then they can sit outside." Hermione said.
"We need a worse punishment." Blaise said.
"Horses!" Hermione exclaimed, "they can do horses. It's a lot of running and turning. They're perfect. I hated them. If it's a guy though, he won't mind. Hmm... we could just make them run a mile. I hate running. What do guys hate Blaise?" Hermione asked.
"Working, being bored, anything that isn't interesting, sex, sleep or food." Blaise said. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him but kept her mouth shut while she thought about it.
"I guess we'll just give out detentions, if they don't come, it multiplies by five. We can think of assignments when we need them. Okay, so we need to tell them a bit about P.E. and what it is. I can do that. You can tell them about..." Hermione trailed off.
"I can tell them about P.E. and you can do the respect thing. Sound good? We can let them goof off if they're good. Show them that unlike most teachers, we'll give them rewards for being good. The first years will figure it out and others will follow." Blaise said.
"Okay, let's cover the pool halfway so people have a place to sit." Hermione said as waved her wand at the pool, covering it up and putting couches out for the students. Then she conjured up two comfy hairs for them. "Done." Hermione stated just as the bell rang signaling that students had five minutes to get to class.
"Okay." Blaise said as he sat in a chair, Hermione following suit in the other.
"Can I go first?" Hermione asked.
"Whatever." Blaise said. Hermione smiled, then she could swim after she was done. The class of Slytherins and RavenClaws filed in, Hermione glanced at the schedule and noticed it was fourth years. Once the bell rang, Hermione stared directly at one of the noisier students and they all shut up.
"Wonderful! Now, when the bell rings you close your mouth if you value the ability to walk. Now, all I have to say is respect us like teachers inside the classroom and I'm specifically talking to the Slytherins on this one, leave all your stupid hatred and relationships with either of us at the door. Or else I'll give you detention. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you one last thing, if you behave, we'll give you rewards of various sorts because if your good you deserve them and we know school really sucks and understand that you would like to be rewarded for doing good instead of only being punished if you're bad. Well, I'm going to swim." Hermione announced as she walked past the class as Blaise rolled his eyes.
"Is that why you wanted to go first?" Blaise asked as she stripped off her shirt and pants to reveal her swim suit.
"Yes, talk Blaise!" she called as she dove in.
"Fine." he glared at the students. "I won't go easy and I love watching you squirm so don't think just because Hermione is here doesn't mean I won't kill-I mean punish you. Physical Education is basically exercise 101 so just shut up and do as told and you'll make it out of here without too many casualties- I mean bruises." Blaise said. "Since Hermione is busy I don't think I'll let you talk." he said.
"Blaise, they shut up, let them talk!" Hermione called from where she was floating on her back.
"Fine." he gritted out. "But I'll repeat anything interesting I hear so make sure you keep quiet." he said. The Slytherins started talking and the RavenClaws shrugged and started whispering as well. Suddenly he felt something dripping on him. He looked up only to get a face full of water when Hermione wrung out her hair.
"That was fun." she said as some of the braver students laughed.
"I'm going to kill you." he hissed.
"It's your fault I'm mad at you." Hermione said.
"It's Bryan's!" he hissed, adding a glare.
"You know that you'll get wrinkles by doing that, right? Don't you ever wonder why Death Eaters look sixty, it's from all that glaring." Hermione said. "I didn't force me to... you know, Josh did. Then you went all anti family in the thingy. Your fault, you should have held your ground." Hermione flicked her wand at herself so she was dry and clothed before flicking it at Blaise, drying him off. Hermione stood up and walked over to the group of Slytherin boys who were smirking in the back.
"Something you want to share?" she asked.
"Zabini is in check by a Gryffindor girl." he said smugly. Hermione looked at Blaise who was glaring at the punk.
"You do realize that he could stun me at any moment, kill you, and not feel any guilt, right?" she asked.
"You'd block it." he said.
"Not if I wanted to watch you get your ass kicked." she said. Blaise smirked as the boy glared at her.
"I could take him. Like you said, one stun and he's out." he said.
"You see, he would have already killed you before you could even fathom where your wand was so there's a problem with that logic. Oh, you shouldn't give me a reason to blackmail you. I know what you did last night." she said to him, smirk in place. The boy paled.
"What he do?" Blaise asked.
"No, he deserves to be scared. I think maybe I'll tell Malfoy, I'm sure he's interested in what your doing. I mean since your suppose to be king over fourth years and such." Hermione said. She walked over to her chair and sat down before looking over the class.
"What?" Blaise asked.
"I'm sick of you guys already, you're dismissed." Hermione said. They all left, some more fearfully then others.
"How could you be sick of them already? There was only five minutes left in class."
"I know, that's why I let them go. To get them to listen, we have to make them fear us." Hermione said.
"What did he do?" Blaise asked.
"Slept with a muggleborn." she said. "Everyone sleeps with their girlfriends first and last day. It's obvious. I just guessed he was since he didn't attack. He had a secret and I assumed right."
"I'm glad I don't have anything secret from you." Blaise said.
"You're lying and I know it. You have a last secret. I'll let you keep it though." Hermione said. The class filed in, their class of seventh year Slytherins and Gryffindors. The bell rang and Hermione slammed the door shut, locking out whoever was outside.
"You will be in your seat and silent when the bell rings." Hermione stated. She noticed a group of Slytherins still talking, Draco's group. She looked back at Blaise. He winked discreetly and then started looking at his hand as if it was new.
"So I heard that Lucious was killed yesterday. Anyone else hear that?" Blaise asked. The group froze and turned toward Blaise. "Now that you've finally shut up I think your teacher was talking." Draco glared at Blaise.
"Yes, as I was saying if your late you will be caught and get three detentions and if you miss one and you aren't in the Hospital Wing or excused by another teacher who I trust not to hand out excuses, your remaining detentions will multiply by five. If you are as childish as Mr. Malfoy and bring outside relationships in, we'll blackmail you. What was that kids name that was... and I threatened to tell Mr. Malfoy. He was the prince of fourth year." Hermione said.
"Umm... Spencer something." Blaise said.
"What did that idiot do now?" Draco asked.
"I'd tell you but that's the only thing I have on him for this year. Anyway, Blaise is going to explain about PE while I go give detention to all those that are late." Hermione summoned some detention slips as she left. She found three Slytherins and poor Neville sitting outside.
"Hermione! We got locked out." Neville said.
"Yes, and I'm terribly sorry Neville but I have to give you detention, but I don't even know what you four are doing so it's probably something stupid." Hermione said as she handed out all the detention forms. She let them all in and was about to go in herself when she felt a tug on her robes. She looked down to see Rose.
"Hermione, Snape kicked me out of class because I made the other girls cry." Rose said.
"Come on then," Hermione said as she let Rose slip in the classroom before her. She followed Rose to the front of the class before looking for Draco.
"Blaise, can I interrupt a second," she muttered.
"- so if you want to get out alive- I mean without too many bruises, then you better shut up and listen. I think Hermione wants to say something." Blaise finished.
"Nope. Just want to tell Mr. Malfoy that his head of house kicked Rose out of his classroom for making the other girls cry. Which means she of course came here so I need you to tell me, since you believe you rule everyone in Slytherin, if I an put her by you." Hermione asked sweetly.
"Are you nuts! She is worse than a Dementor!" Draco said.
"Come here Rose, I'll let you sit on my lap." Bryan called out. Rose smiled and crawled onto Bryan's lap, which was right next to Draco.
"All the girls starting crying hen I mentioned they killed toads and frogs and squeezed them so their eyes popped out. Then I told them to get things like liver, they chop them open and scramble up all the insides to find it. Then they let the mangled and deformed bodies rot." Rose said happily.
"They cried, because of that? Hmm... that's a weak bunch." Bryan commented.
"I don't want anyone else to die, but they will." Rose said.
"It's not your fault, they're the idiots who can't face reality." Bryan said, ignoring the whole classes shocked faces, minus Hermione's smile.
"Draco will run." Rose commented.
"Why?" Bryan asked.
"He is already in pain. He'll run and he'll try to kill himself, but he'll be saved by someone else. Isn't that a happy ending?" Rose asked.
"Yes, very happy. Do the two live happily ever after?" Bryan asked.
"Nope, they fight and throw things for a long time before they get happy. It takes a long time for Draco to figure things out." Rose said.
"What am I suppose to figure out?" Draco asked.
"That your gay." Rose said sarcastically.
"Worse than a Dementor, I told you. Thinks she knows everything." Draco said.
"Mr. Malfoy, Rose sees the future of others." Hermione said.
"And how do you know that?" he snapped.
"Bryan told me when... never mind." Hermione said.
"What were you going to say?" Draco said with a smirk.
"I don't have to tell you, but if you want I'll ask Rose how you die. I've heard it, really pretty I'm sure." Hermione said.
"No! She told me how Goyle was going to die, I was almost sick. It was horrible. She tells you-"
"every last detail, I know I know! Ugh, how much longer until the bell?" Hermione asked.
"Two minutes." Blaise stated.
"Out, just leave!" Hermione said, "Except Rose and Bryan. You two, over here." Everyone raced out the door and Bryan strolled over.
"Rose, what's your next class?" Hermione asked.
"I have you next, for two classes in a row." Rose said.
"Okay, Bryan, do I really have to come with you on Saturday, Blaise is a teacher, he can take you." Hermione pleaded.
"Yes, and you know why. See you later." Bryan said as he left.
"I hate him." Hermione said.
"You want to hear how he dies?" Rose chimed happily.
"No, but I'm sure that if Blaise hasn't heard you tell a story he does." Hermione said.
"Okay, well, Bryan dies in another age, when everything is dark, tons of blood spilt on everyone. The living look like blood soaked zombies. He gets stabbed in the side and he screams out, but he moves on, keeps fighting, but gets stabbed in the leg, so it dangles loosely by hardly anything as he crawls among mud, blood, and bodies that reach to him and rake their hands on him in opes to rep his strength. Then someone just stomps on his head like he's a bug and all the juices spray all those in the vicinity." Rose said, eyes getting dark and voice low.
"That's wonderful!" Hermione said.
"Are you mad, I'm scarred for life. How can such a cute little girl have such gruesome thoughts!" Blaise said.
"Actually, that meant he'd die of old age after a scare. You have to decode it or die from depression. Hows your mom Rose?" Hermione asked.
"Mimi died, now I have one named Susan, I think I already had a Susan." Rose said.
"Yup, about five years ago." Hermione said. First year Slytherins and Gryffindors started filing in. They sat down, far away from Rose, and Hermione sighed. This would be an interesting class.