One shot: I told her to keep her big fat mouth shut

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Summary: Remember if OotP:

"No," said Hermione calmly. "I told her to keep her big fat mouth shut about you, actually."

Well, here's a peek at how it went... and remember: this is just a silly one shot!

A/N: I don't know how to get borders up... so I can't.

(Hermione's pov)

I came into the room after Pavarti and Lavender and kicked my shoes off. I tied my hair back and was about to politely ask how the others' summers were, when I heard Harry's name. I leant closer, grabbing my pyjamas out from my suit case as I eavesdropped, mentally scolding myself for what I was doing.

"But do you, like, believe Harry?" Pavarti asked Lavender in a hushed voice, taking off her earrings. She put them in a box as Lavender replied.

"Duh. No," she said with a laugh. "Who does?"

How dare they? Harry had been through so much! He had just seen You-know-who come back alive, and Cedric Diggory die. How could they not believe that?

Then I remembered. They had been listening to all these stories of Harry being a crackpot, and Dumbledore too, whilst we had been at Grimmauld Place.

Stupid girls. Wouldn't know the truth if it was thrown in their face. Which it practically was.

I guess that's why I snapped.

"I don't know who does!" Pavarti exclaimed.

"I do," I said quietly, my heart thumping quietly against my chest. I think that was the first time I had ever sucked up enough courage to open up my mouth to them. I decided to do it more often.

"You do what now?" Pavarti asked, scandalised, but obviously looking for gossip.

"I believe him, I do, because it's the truth!" I exclaimed.

"Whatever," Lavender said under her breath, but I heard her. I heard her loud and clear.

"And what do you think about Harry, Lavender?" I said as sweetly as I could, but inside I was ready to hit the girl round the face. I never knew I was this aggressive...

"You want to know what I really think?" Lavender asked. "I think he's talking a load of crap." She smiled at Pavarti. Pavarti smiled uncertainly back. I had pulled my wand out on reflex. I was glad to see Lavender look scared for a second. She pulled out her own wand and continued. "You got a problem with that?" she said very bravely. Too bravely.

"Unfortunately, I do," I said, breathing heavier. Was I going too far? Was I going to get... detention? I am a prefect... "Because you better keep you big fat mouth shut about him, or you'll get it from me. You understand?"

She shot me one last look of contempt and beckoned to Pavarti to join her to have a bitch-fest about... well, probably me. Pavarti looked at me uncertainly, and I gave her a 'some-friend-you-got-there' look and she joined Lavender.

Oh, I as going to pay for this tomorrow.

But it felt great. And I'm glad I sent out a message: Nobody messes with Hermione Granger. Ha!

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Well, there's something I thought of whilst re-reading OotP for the billionth time. If I sound a little bit Ha/Her then I'm sorry for all of you R/Hr shippers out there – I am one too, yet this story doesn't sound like it that much.

Have I categories it right? I just put it down as 'General'. Could it be in 'Humour'?

So what do you think?

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