HARRY
"Hey, Ron. Have you seen Hermione? I haven't seen her since she left to check on Malfoy last night. Wait – there was nothing right with that sentence."
I squinted at the reddish blob that I assumed was Ron. After cleaning my glasses, and putting them back on, I realised the blob was actually Ginny, who was giving me weird looks. I turned to Ron.
"Yeah, that sentence sends shivers up my spine. And, no, I haven't seen Hermione. Maybe she's at the library trying to get some homework in before class!"
Just at that moment, the Great Hall doors flew open and a very scruffy looking Hermione rushed between the tables and sat down between Ron and Ginny.
"Where have you been?" Ginny looked quizzingly at Hermione over her pumpkin juice.
I couldn't quite hear her answer, but I heard something about the hospital ward.
"What was that?" Ron asked, staring intently at the last piece of bacon on the platter in the middle of the table. Seamus was eyeing the same piece.
"I fell asleep at the hospital ward." Hermione said simply, watching Ron and Seamus lunge for the bacon with forks, just as the plate disappeared.
"How come you made it to breakfast.. almost on time, then?" Ginny asked, slyly.
Hermione sighed. "Your not going to rest until you find out, right?" We all nodded. "And you won't tell anyone, right?" We all nodded. "I woke up because Filch was trying to use my hair as a …. nest."
Ron, who had been sipping Pumpkin juice at the time, spat it across the table. Neville cried out and wiped spit and pumpkin juice off the front of his robes.
Ginny's was sitting with her head between her knees, and I could hear her gasping for breath under the table. Lavender, who had been eavesdropping, had fallen off the bench and was now lying on her back, with her legs resting on the table top. Everyone in the hall had turned to watch her, before turning their attention back on their food. Ginny seemed to have recovered a bit, and was at least sitting with her face above her knees. I opened my mouth to make a comment, but Ron interrupted me.
"Wait, it was filch?" Hermione nodded, and we all immediately stopped laughing. Rons question had sobered us up. Collectively our mouths twisted into a grimace:
"Ewwww."
There was an awkward silence, before Ginny snatched Hermione's hand and dragged her away from the table and out of the Great Hall. Ron looked at me, and I returned a shrug. Whatever it was they were discussing, it obviously wasn't meant for our ears.