OK! There is chapter THREE! YAY! lol…I guess…lol
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-GrEeN
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"You…you burned it!" They heard a voice cry, obviously coming from behind Hagrid's small hut.
"Oops! Sorry 'bout that, Mr. Longbottom. I didn't mean to." They could hear Hagrid's loud voice boom.
"It's alright, I guess." Neville sighed as he made his way around the house and up to the castle, stopping for a second to say "hello" to the trio.
"Hagrid, what was that about?" Hermione questioned him as he came into view, making his way to the front door.
"Well, hello to you too, Miss Hermione." Hagrid said.
"Why, I'm sorry Hagrid. Hello. Now, what was that about?" Hermione pressed him.
"Nothin' of any importance to you folks." Hagrid answered, swaying back and forth, from one foot to the other, looking slightly suspicious.
"Hello Hagrid. What are you doing today?" Harry asked him, not a bit concerned with that fact that he was acting a bit, well, fishy.
He smiled at Harry. "Hello Harry. What brings you folks down here?"
"Oh, nothing. We just wanted to take a brake from some of our homework. Is it ok if we come inside and, err, talked to you for a while?" Harry asked him rather nervously, although he didn't know why.
During this conversation Ron face had cooled down a bit, but he was still frustrated and Hermione was feeling very impatient with Hagrid for not telling her what he was up to.
"Well actually, I got business to attend to, sos if you fellows would excuse me…" and with that Hagrid picked up a mysterious sack, which had perched up against the house, and walked right into the Forbidden Forest, not once looking back.
"Well…that was rather odd." Hermione pointed out. "What do you think he's up to?"
"I dunno," Ron chimed in, "But if we follow him we might be able to find out…" He added suggestively.
"No, Ronald. You two have homework to attend to." Hermione stated, stomping her foot to the ground, not willing to give in.
The boys knew at once it was a hopeless cause to start arguing with her and started up the hill, back to the castle. All at once the rain started to pour. It had been mildly off and on since they came out here but it seemed as if the flood gates of heaven had once again been opened and the three did nothing but look up and stare in amazement at the sudden burst of rain. It was coming down hard.
As soon as the rain came it left, leaving the trio all soaked to the bone and completely miserable.
"Ah-choo! I think the coming out in the rain was one of the thickest ideas you two have ever had! Ah-choo!" A red nosed Hermione said.
Harry glared at her. "You didn't have to come, Hermione."
Looking up from his feet Ron saw his two best friends apparently having a glaring contest. "I think," he stopped to cough, "That we should hurry up to the common room and change our clothes and," he added, glancing at Harry and Hermione who had stopped glaring at each other and turned to glare at Ron for interrupting their unannounced war, "our attitudes." He finished, a little taken back. "Why are you glaring at me!"
"No reason." Hermione hold his brightly, a little too brightly, with a plastered smile formed on her lips.
Still confused Ron mumbled out a weak "Ok."
"Well," Harry said as they reached the last set of stairs to the common room, "This has been quite an eventful day."
"Really? We've had much more 'eventful' days then this." Hermione replied.
"Yeah, but I bet Ginny hasn't." Harry said playfully.
"Oh, I'm not so sure about that!" Hermione added, not helping Ron's mood at all.
Reaching the portrait Ron, obviously frustrated, said the password, "Barbaric Baboons." He then rushed to his dorm to get changed into dry and more comfortable clothes. Harry followed Ron while Hermione went to the girl's dorm, both to do the same thing as Ron.
Hermione, being the first one changed of the three had on a comfortable hoodie, snug jeans, and slippers. She had also dried and straitened her hair, with a spell she had learned while reading over the summer, and pulled it all back into a ponytail. She entered the common room with a new book (Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde) that her mother had recently sent her. She then pulled her favorite chair as closest to the fire as she could and started to read.
She was so engulfed in her new book that she didn't notice when her two best friends (along with Neville, Dean and Seamus) came down and actually got to work on the homework without the having to remind them.
When she had gotten to the one hundred and thirty second page she looked up to find that Harry, Ron and Neville that finished their essays and were now immersed in a very heated conversation about which world wide quidditch team was better.
"Boys." She muttered to herself, shaking her head in disgust before getting back to her book.
"'Mione! 'Mione!" Somebody shouted ten minutes later.
"Yes?" Hermione replied to her anonymous caller, looking up to find that it was Harry who had called her name.
"We're heading down to the Great Hall for dinner. Are you coming?" He asked, glancing at her book.
"Um, yeah…I'm just going to finish this chapter first, ok?"
"Alright. See ya!" And with that all five boys left, leaving the common room empty, with the exception of Hermione. Every now and then somebody would come down from their dorms but other then that it was silent and empty. Just the way Hermione preferred it when she read.
Good, she thought to herself settling back down. This book is fantastic! She stomach then started to rumble about 15 minutes later. Oh, I guess I should getting going now, she thought, marking her place in the book then running up to her shared room and put it away.
As she left the common room she had the weirdest feeling. She felt as though someone was watching her…
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Ok! That's it for now! Please review and tell me what you think! I would love to hear from you! Thanks!
-GrEeN
