In the Darkness
Ha! Finally I have slept a little! Nice! ONWARDS!
Chapter 7
"What happened?" Asked Harry as soon as Hermione left Snape's chambers.
"What did he say?" Ron said quickly.
"Did he give you any detentions?"
"Did he take off points?"
"I didn't hear him shout, did he shout?"
"Or was it the deathly quiet approach to scare you?"
"ALRIGHT! Alright guys! Calm down, one at a time." She said suddenly, startling them some what.
"Have you got any detentions?"
"Yup, all week."
"Ow, that's harsh!" Ron replied.
"What did he say about been up in the tower?"
"Oh, so I suppose that you told Ronald then?" Harry looked away, grinning. "He called me all the usual things, typical rule breaking Gryfindor, how he was so disappointed in me, all that."
"That's kinda light really."
"We have to talk more about it in the detentions or something." She said quietly.
"That's evil. I mean, you never break the rules." Harry got a glare from Hermione. "Often." He added hastily.
"I've got detention every day for a week. How am I going to get my homework done?"
"Perhaps he would let you take it with you to do it." Ron suggested.
"That's not much of a detention is it?" Harry replied
"It would be for me."
"Yes, but this is Hermione we're talking about. It wouldn't be a punishment for her now, would it?" Hermione couldn't suppress the smile that played on her features as Harry said that. He looked at her and smiled, and she knew that he was trying to cheer her up. Together they made their way to their third lesson, Transfiguration. They took their usual places, Harry and Ron chatting about the Quidditich practise earlier while Hermione dwelled on her conversation with Snape and what she would be doing in detention. Worrying that he would make her talk about her father's death, she found it difficult to concentrate, not realising just how distant she had become Ron pointed out that the book that she was copying from was Muggle Surgery- Volume 2.
"Erm, Herm, you planning on turning that bowl of water into a saw?"
"Hm? What?"
"That book. You thinking about learning to become some kind of doctor?" Noticing her mistake she quickly put the book away before McGonagall saw her.
"Muggle surgeons don't use saws anymore, and if they have to, they would use electric ones, which I doubt you will know anything about."
"Hey, only trying to help. You've been sat there for the past two minutes!" Harry looked up.
"What is?" He asked, joining the conversation.
"Just saying Herm's been sat there not working for the past two minutes. It's a new world record in the book of Hermione!" Ron said melodramatically. Harry grinned.
"Congratulations Miss Granger! You have just won a week of detentions with Snape!" At this Ron began clapping. "How do you feel?" He said, holding a pretend microphone and putting it at Hermione's mouth.
"Oh Mr Potter, I am just so happy! I mean, a whole week of detentions, not been able to do my homework, spending late nights with Snape, well what can I say, every female Gryfindor's dream!" She said unconvincingly. Harry lowered the pretend microphone. Ron was looking at him as if he was strange.
"What are you doing with your hand Harry?"
"What? Oh, it's a microphone." Showing him his loosely clenched hand, and pretending he was talking into it.
"A what?"
"A microphone? It's a muggle thing that makes people… oh never mind. Hermione, explain what a microphone is sometime will you?"
"I would, but it is unlikely that I will be alive after tonight, having spent a whole evening with Snape. I will either be hexed beyond repair or mentally scared from the hours of relentless abuse!"
"Come off it Herm, it won't be that bad, he'll make you clean the cauldrons about five times, muttering the whole time about how pathetic you are and all that. After a while you will just get immune to it. Trust me, ignore it and you'll do fine, just say 'Yes sir' and 'No sir' and you'll be fine. In fact, count the times that he tried to put you down, every snide remark, everything, then tell us. How many do you think that Snape can fit into one night Ron?"
"I don't know, a whole night?"
"A whole night of detention."
"Right, well, I'd say at least 15."
"I don't know, he manages to say at least three things about Gryfindor per hour in his lessons, you're doing 7:30 till late right? Yeah, 15 sounds good to me." They laughed at themselves.
"I am just not looking forward to it, that's all." Hermione mused. Harry put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close, letting her lean her head on his shoulder, realising a small sigh. They stayed there for a few moments before Ron jabbed Hermione in the arm before looking as though he was truly concentrating on what he was suppose to be doing. Harry and Hermione quickly let go of each other just before McGonagall passed them, looking down on their work.
"Miss Granger, you haven't done very much this lesson."
"I know Miss, I was reading the instructions so I could be fully ready for when I got to them, then realised that I didn't understand the fourth step, which is where I am now."
"It isn't difficult; it's very simple in fact…" And she began the lecture of exactly what should be done and how. Hermione looked up and noticed Harry smirking at her. She winked and looked back at the page, looking interested again. She had done this particular change twice before so she knew what to do. Hermione wasn't as good as everyone thought, she wasn't bad or naughty by any stretch of the imagination, but she discovered that she was a very convincing liar when it was needed, and she was very good at improvising such lies. It had saved Harry and Ron a fair few times and had saved a few points from being deducted from Gryfindor. He just smirked at her knowingly and continued with his own work.
The rest of the day seemed to breeze by. Hermione soon pushed the thought of her detentions with Snape to the back of her mind, mainly because the boys were trying so damn hard to entertain her, showing her their latest trick of Harry breath fire from drinking water, Ron shouting the magic words as Harry took a mouth full of water and spat it out as fire. They made it up together. As entertaining as it was, Hermione couldn't help but show her concern as Harry's shirt was nearly set alight, after which she insisted on putting a fire charm on him to stop him and his clothes from burning. When the day had finally finished, they all sat around the fire in the common room, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Lavender, Seamus, Dean and Neville, chatting and laughing loudly, the warmth of the fire relaxing in the same manner that an alcoholic beverage would, warming the soul and relaxing them, all comfortable with one another.
"Hey, can you remember in the fifth year when we all thought that you had sneaked your way into the Goblet? We never figured out how you did it."
"Some of you did, man I can't believe that you would seriously think that I, of all people, would deceive you. I was mortally offended and I don't think that I shall ever recover from that ordeal."
"Whatever Potter!" Ron said, mimicking Malfoy. It caused a slight laugh from everyone.
"I don't think that Malfoy's that bad really." Lavender suddenly. Everyone stopped laughing straight away and stared hard at her. "What? I don't mean personality wise, no no, he's an arrogant prick, however, he's not bad looking…"
"What?"
"No way!"
"That slime ball?"
"Yeah, there's something about him, I can't describe it…"
"That's exactly how a fly feels when it's attracted to the blue light of the zapping machine that kills it, hey, perhaps it's Malfoys way of getting girls, they are mesmerised by hair, the brightness of the blond…" This caused a full laugh from everyone.
"Come on, Hermione, back me up here, he's not THAT bad, is he?" All eyes were on Hermione.
"We talking just looks?"
"Yup."
"Hm…. He's not that bad, no, he had got something about him, that mysterious bad boy thing…"
"Yes! That's exactly what I was thinking!" The guys were amazed.
"You women! You are so confusing!" Dean cried. "You say that you want to be romanced and loved and all that shit, but you're both loving this whole bad boy thing? Make your bloody minds up!"
"Us girls like a bit of rough every now and again, don't we Herm?"
"We sure do, but not all the time…"
"Oh no, boyfriends have to be all lovey dovey, but we all love that bad boy streak."
"Kinda like, one night stand you want a rough, untamed guy, long-term you want a pussy cat with claws, right Lav?"
"How would you Herm? You have less than no experience…"
"I know what I want! With or without experience!"
"So that's where I've been going wrong all these years!" Ron said thoughtfully.
"No mate, you're just plain ugly!" Seamus added. They all laughed, it was a common pastime, to put each other as often as possible. It was harmless fun and was never taken seriously.
"Wait a minute…" Neville said. Everyone turned to him, as Neville never spoke unless it was fully thought through in his mind, which often meant he was talking crap.
"Oh bloody hell, the guru is about to speak!" Ron said. They all leaned in, giving him their full attention, and trying to intimidate him into stuttering at the same time. Neville hated it when everyone looked at him like that.
"I was just thinking, if you ladies like the mysterious bad boy thing, if all you say is true, you must love Snape! He's perfect right? Tall, dark, mysterious…" Everyone burst into laughter, including Neville.
"Oh yes…" Harry said through tears of laughter, "They want to run their hands through his greasy hair… without it sticking to his head from the sheer amount of grease!"
"Get it right Harry, we want those skilled and rough hands to touch our naked bodies, don't we Herm?"
"We sure as hell do!"
"Lavender, you sound as if you know his hands are rough from experience. Care to share the truth with us?" Dean said, still laughing. Lavender looked away, pretending to be ashamed.
"It was last year, I had a detention. When I was cleaning his desk, I was bent over it… he came behind me… literally…" There were outcries of disgust at this remark.
"That is sick!"
"Oh my god Lavender…"
"Eh up Hermione, haven't you got detention with Snape tonight?"
"SHIT! What time is it?"
"It's nearly 7:30."
"Damn, I'm gonna be late! Have to go guys, sorry!" She got a quick peck from Harry and a wave from Ron before hurrying out of the common room, hearing Dean shouting.
"Don't bend over will you Hermione! Ask Lav what happens! So that's why he wants you late nights!" She laughed to herself and left, running down the stairs carefully. She loved her group of friends. They were all so close, not as close as Harry and Ron, but everyone meant something to her. They would often sit in front of the fire and play cards, drink butterbeer, or just chat. Most of the conversations were sexually orientated, at first she was offended at such language and subject of conversation, but she grew immune to it and often contributed to it herself. She had learnt a lot from the lads, the minds and desires of the mainly 18 year old boys, still as immature as a 14 year old. Hermione felt immature, but she didn't care. She did want to grow up quickly; she enjoyed messing around with her mates and talking about stupid and pointless things. Her father always told her to stay young as long as possible, the trials and tribulations of growing up weren't worth the end result he would say. She felt that he said this, partly because he didn't want her to get a boyfriend, just like any father, and partly because he had to grow up so quickly himself, he had almost missed out on childhood and he wanted hers to be the best it could be. If the death of her father had taught her anything, it was that life is precious and every aspect of it should be explored. She considered this stage of near adulthood an exploration of that stage of her life, when else in her life would she able to act like that, with a group of lads that wanted her companionship and not anything else? There would be a time for her to grow up, but now wasn't it.
She finally arrived at the dungeons, slightly out of breath, and knocked on the door. The familiar "Enter" was heard, so she took a breath, remembered how she felt just a few minutes ago with the lads, how relaxed she was, then went in, closing the door quietly behind her.
"Good evening Professor."
Ok, the worrying thing is that I am 17 and I still have conversations like that with my guy mates. There're like 12 of us at school who sit around the table playing cards and chatting and stuff, I am one of 2 lasses in that group. (There;s Jay, Ki, Leo, Podgy, Ash, Chris, Tomo, Ratty (Lewins really!) Cookie and Joe. Then there's me and Leanne!) So basically that whole last part was my typical convo with the lads and Leanne at school.
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