AN: This is going to be a story when I've got writer's block. Don't expect regular updates from me at all.
Chapter 2- Laughed
The first class we had together was advanced potions. She had stopped to talk to the new Gryffindors, a redhead and a dark haired boy, before walking down to the dungeons without need of directions.
As it turned out, she evened out the class. As I was the only one without a partner, she became mine.
"Tom-" I began as she sat down. She cut me off.
"Riddle, I believe." She said her voice calm, but annoyed. So the Gryffindors warned her about me. Stupid Gryffindors.
"Yes." I answered. She did not say another word. "You know it is polite to introduce yourself once someone has introduced themselves." She glanced up from the notes she was taking (I appeared I was not paying attention in class) and looked at me. Her eyes were cinnamon coloured.
"Gwyneth Hermione Dumbledore, but people call me Hermione." She said a dead panned expression clear on her face.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance. You arrived with two Gryffindors, did you not? What might their names be?" I asked, attempting to be polite, but she was having none of it. We began separate potions. I was secretly searching for information about the new students. Her eyes had the shine like she was arguing an internal debate.
"Harry, my twin is the darker haired boy, while Ronald White is the redhead." She spoke. She had obvious concerns about giving me any information.
Apparently Abraxas decided to induct her into Slytherin that class. He waited until her back was turned to me and placed pixie wings into her cauldron. They would have an explosive effect in the potion we were currently working on. Unfortunately for him, that ingredient never hit the surface of her potion. I watched as it fell and disappeared just before it would skim the surface. Seconds later, the warning bells went off, and the class ran out of the classroom. Abraxas' cauldron exploded, right on him, and he screamed. When Slughorn came around to ask what we thought happened, Hermione answered.
"Professor, I do believe Malfoy accidentally knocked in pixie wings by mistake. Although I cannot answer as to why he even has pixie wings near his cauldron as they were not needed in the potion." She said. Mumbling to her self she concluded, "Maybe he has a fetish or something." Slughorn's eyebrows shot up, as he heard what she said. As the class went back into the classroom to place stasis charms on their potions, I waited behind. Placing a silencing charm around myself, I burst out laughing. She hit the galleons on that one. Malfoy did have a fetish for pixie wings.
Little did he know this would only be the first time she would make him laugh.
Next: Finished.