AUTHORS NOTE:

Hello everyone. I got a comment yesterday asking me how often I will be updating my story. SInce it's the summertime I hope to be putting out two/three chapters a week but of course those numbers are flexible. Thanks for reading and enjoying my story so far,I love writing this and hearing back from people.

(by the way this is a very short chapter because I was going through a writer's block)

CHAPTER 4

"Well then," Harry said thoughtfully," what are the exciting bits?"

"There are hundreds of things to choose from." Draco exclaimed. "Countless meetings and.."

"Meetings?" Ron cut in. "Malfoy he asked for the interesting bits not times when some old gits sat in a room and said,"maybe we should do something"."

"Maybe you're the one who should do your research Weasley." Draco sighed. "Because those meeting could've ended the war decades earlier. The minister of magic was trying to make deals with the dark lord."

"What are you?" Ron asked. "A death eater? You shouldn't call you-know-who that 'round here. Some kid will start screamin their head off."

"Shut up Weasley," Draco rolled his eyes. "The only one who cares is you."

The two boys continued to argue back and forth while Harry looked out the window at the countryside. A light knock on the car door caught his attention. Before he could go to open to door it swung open revealing the bushy haired,snarky girl from one car back.

"What do you want?" Draco stopped bickering with Ron long enough to give the girl a dirty look.

"I'm here to ask if you've seen a toad running around." The girl gave Draco a dirty look back. "Neville lost his."

Harry noticed a shy looking boy standing behind her,trying to blend into the wall.

"So have you seen one or not," The girl put her hands on her hips.

"We haven't seen a single bloody rat,okay?" Ron exclaimed.

"That's not a great introduction is it?" The bushy haired girl smirked. "I'm Hermione Granger."

"Ron Weasley," Ron snapped back.

"Ah," Hermione forced a smile then turned to face Harry. "And you are?"

"Uh," Harry froze.

"Holy cricket,"Hermione exclaimed,"You're Harry potter."

"Yes he is," Draco cut in,"and why does that matter to you?"

"Because he's one of the most famous wizards of all time." Hermione replied,walking over to sit on the bench next to Ron. "'I've heard you mentioned in countless books."

"Really?" Harry looked at her. "My story's in books?"

"Of course,"Hermione looked at him with curiosity on her face. "Did you not know?"

"Not really," Harry replied sheepishly.

Hermione's eyes lit up,"Well I can tell you which books you're mentioned in."

"Um," Harry started to say before Hermione cut him off.

"There's the ministry of magic history,the dark and treacherous side of the wizarding world,He how should not be named:A history. Have you not read not read any of those?"

"Uh," Harry looked at Ron and Draco anxiously as Hermione waited impatiently for an answer.

"Geez Herme..harmi... whatever you said your name was,give him time to process all the bloody information you're shoving in his face." Ron stared Hermione down.

"Well I'm sorry I thought he might read more than you." Hermione snapped back.

"Are you saying I don't read?"

"Maybe."

"She's not wrong,"Malfoy snickered,looking at Hermione with some newfound respect. "You probably haven't touched a book since nursery school."

"Shut up Malfoy," Ron sulked on his bench.