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Chapter 4 : School's in session
Hermione decided to skip breakfast; she did not want to face Ron. Her first class was Arimathancy, good things Harry or Ron weren't in this class, she could not face them just it. She was about an hour early, so she took out her favorite book Hogwarts a History ten minutes later she felt eyes burning into the back of her head. She slowly turned around to find Malfoy staring at her.
"Stop Malfoy, I don't know what is going on with you, but you are so fuckin bi-polar, one minute you are nice, and the next you are the same prat you have always been. Just pick one already." She said angrily.
"You would like that wouldn't you Mudblood, you want me to be nice to you and your boyfriend Weasel, but…"
"He's not my boyfriend, or have you forgotten?" Hermione looked at him warily.
"Regardless, you are below me, I hate you and I always have!" He said evilly.
"What ever Malfoy I am done with you," Hermione said as he turned her attention to her book. She thinks Malfoy said something back, but she simply ignored him.
A few minutes before class was to start, she glanced at him and noticed him reading the book she had lent him on the train. She was about to comment on it when people starting to file into class. She didn't even give Malfoy a second thought the entire class.
She was looking forward to her next class, Defense Against the Dark Arts. She was curious to see who the new teacher was. She was not looking forward however, to seeing Ron, Harry and Malfoy. She walked into the class early and was stunned by who she saw.
"Bill Weasley?"
"Uh Hermione it is Professor Weasley now, but you can still call me Bill out side of class." He said with a goofy grin.
"Wow, I don't know what to say, I thought you were working at Gringotts?" Hermione asked.
"Well I was, but it got boring. When Dumbledore approached me to teach, I just could not turn him down. I was wondering if you, Ron and Harry would like to come by for tea this weekend?" He asked.
"Um…Er…" Hermione did not want to tell Bill that she was no longer friends with Ron, but luckily students started pouring into class. Hermione stood at the back of the class and waited before Harry and Ron were seated and then she took a seat next to Neville. Ron desperately tried to get her attention but she simply ignored him.
"Good morning students, I am Professor Weasley," Bill said. Everyone mouth was hanging open, Including Ron's.
"I will be your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher." The class started a discussion of what they already knew, so this was a basically get to know one another class.
Halfway through the class Neville handed Hermione a letter from Harry.
Hermione,
Ron just told me what happened. I am so sorry that he did that to you. I don't want to loose you both as friends. I will try to knock some sense into him.
Your friend always,
Harry
Hermione hurriedly scribbled her response.
Harry,
I am not asking you to choose between us, but please do not try to repair this. I no longer want to associate my self with him. And you will/would never loose my friendship.
Love,
Hermione
Hermione sent the letter back to Harry. All the while she could feel Malfoy staring daggers into the back of her skull. She choose to ignore Malfoy and everyone else for the remainder of the period.
When the period was over she ran out of class and headed straight for the great Hall and began to fill her plate. She blocked everyone and everything else out, until she felt some one sit next to her.
"Hermione, I have thought more about it and what Ron did was uncalled for. I have told him to stay far away from you… and from me." Harry said.
Hermione was shocked. Harry is no longer friends with Ron? " Harry, I don't want you ruin your friendship with Ron on account of me." Hermione said honestly.
"Ron ruined our friendship when he hurt you." He said honestly.
Hermione looked at Harry with tears in her eyes, at least there was some one who still cared about here!
"Oh Harry!" Hermione said as she threw her arms around him.
