A Hogwarts, Most Lovely?
Hermione pushed the door handle of her dormitory with a big sigh.
What is happening to Hogwarts?
Ever since they came back from Dinner, everyone had been acting weird. OK, it was way before Dinner. The past couple of weeks at the school had been a complete disaster. Hermione had come to learn, not to date. Isn't that why everybody else came? Apparently not. Hermione thought sixth year at Hogwarts would be studying for N.E.W.T.S., hard- to- brew potions, non-verbal spells and so on. Now she was learning that the free periods they were given was not used for studying purposes, it was used for romantic purposes...
She plopped down on her comfy four-poster and settled on top of her pillow. Today was the worst day of being at Hogwarts since she had common back. She almost wished that she would have stayed home and missed the train. She turned to her side as she recalled the happenings after dinner...
Hermione was sitting on the cozy couch in the Gryffindor Commons with Ron and Harry's Transfiguration essays on the newly discovered tactics and ideas featured in Theories of Tran substantial Transfiguration in her lap as she quickly read and corrected them. Of course Harry and Ron were not spending any of their own time doing their own homework. Lately they weren't even asking her for help, they just gave her some parchment with poorly written words and it was expected of her to do the work. Of course, she had to make up two completely different essays since they couldn't possibly turn in the same one.
The things people did for friendship. Lavender Brown, who Hermione noted, was quite the -erm- popular girl in Gryffindor Tower, walked into the room, and exclaimed that it was hot, to which Ron replied with a "baby your hot."
Needless to say they got quite -erm- friendly as the night drew to a closing, and Hermione could not stand the sight of them two all over each other. It was utterly disgusting. How can two people go at it for that long and not come up for air? She had left two unfinished essays next to Harry who was asleep on one of the chairs next to the fireplace. Being Captain of the Quidditch team took a toll on The Chosen One.
And Hermione wasn't angry about this random hook-up... she was just, surprised that's all. It was just a month ago, the week before school had started, when Hermione was at the burrow, Fred or George, clever as she is couldn't tell them apart, came up to her and said that periwinkle colored top she was wearing suited her well. Ron out of nowhere springs up and punches him while screaming something that sounded like "MY HERMIONE!"
Boys, she thought, as unpredictable as the girl they fancy next...
"Hermione! Hermione! Where are you?" cried a voice from a distance.
"Here" she replied dully.
"Oh, sorry didn't see you there... letter from that greasy-haired, long-nosed, no good son-of-a..." Parvati came into view. She had recently been caught cheating on a quiz in Potions and had to serve numerous hours of detention scrubbing rust from old cauldrons, muggle-style.
"Note? From Snape? Can I see it?"
"Wait a second, its somewhere in here...ahh found it!" Hermione reached for the note in Parvati's outstretched hand. It read this:
Miss Granger,
Meet in my office at 8:00 pm sharp for tutoring lessons.
- Professor Snape
Hermione gasped, she completely forgot. She did not need any tutoring lessons and Snape knew it too, she just thought he was kidding about that...
"Hey Hermione, are you feeling okay, you don't look to well?"
"I'm fine Parvati nothing to worry about." Hermione nervously laughed as she bit the inside of her lip so hard she could taste the blood.
"Okay... but Hermione, I've been meaning to ask you... did you want to double date with me and Cormac next week at Hogsmeade?"
"You and Cormac? I thought he was with Susan Bones?"
"Yea, well no," Parvati giggled "apparently she wasn't able to supply all of his necessities."
"Uh...Sorry Parvati, but I can't. I don't have anyone to go with."
"Oh, I already thought of that. Seamus said that he'd like to be your date."
"Date?" Hermione choked a little.
Seamus wanted to date her when they barely talked to each other?
"But just as friends of course..Um.. Right?"
"Well I don't know it might lead to more than that Hermione. Honestly, I think it would be good for you." Parvati winked at her.
"Parvati really-"
"I know, I know, thank me later. Praise me about how good of a friend I am later, please. I have beauty sleep to tend to. Good night." And with that she closed her curtains tightly.
"Parvati I'm serious, I have to study for- for all the N.E.W.T classes I'm taking.. Parvati... Parvati!" It was no use; she was snoring as loud as a hippogriff. Hermione would have to try and make an excuse later. A date.. With Seamus? She chuckled under her breath. Parvati was mental sometimes... and with that she fell asleep.
"Michelle, you know you are the only for me, I only ever do this with someone as special as you."
"Oh Draco, you must be telling the truth..."
"Oh Nichelle-"
"My name is Michelle!"
"Yes, well I forgot your name because of the -er- honey-colored ness of you eyes. Really, they are beautiful..."
"Oh Draco you are toooooo cute!"
"No Nichelle you are toooooo cute!" The door of the closet they were sitting in swung open.
"Draco I thought you were supposed to meet me here, who is that?" whined the distant voice of Marietta Edgecombe.
"Yes, I know, but this young lady over here dropped her earring in her mouth. I was just helping her find it with my tongue..."
"YOU CHEAT! YOU LIAR! HOW DARE YOU!" the girl ran out of the closet in tears followed closely by Marietta who gave him and Avada-Kedavra look as she slammed the door in his face.
Damn Ravenclaws, too smart for their own good.
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