1997.09.02

Entry 2:

The day started out fine, except me trying to walk outside of my room.

: Hermione walked out of her room, her robes absolutely straight and her tie tied perfectly, the triangle situated flawlessly at her collar, drawing attention to her slender neck. She wasn't really paying attention as she walked out of the door, which was another panel that led into the hallway.

She walked straight into Harry, bumping into his chest and then stumbling back, trying to regain her footing. Harry caught her gracefully, his arms slipping under her back softly before he pulled her to her feet. :

Suppose if I'd pay attention to where I was going I wouldn't walk into people all the time. I'm glad they were waiting for me though, I hate going down to breakfast alone. Ginny usually comes late and I hate sitting with Lavender Brown and the other girls from my year, especially after what happened last night in the boys dormitory.

: Hermione sat beside Harry on one of the conjured couches. They were spending the last hours of the night with the other students in their year, joking and playing in the boys' dormitory-turned common room.

Hermione could see Ron's ears turning red as he sat in his armchair. The girls across the circle were talking about him and about all of the late night chats his ex-girlfriend had with them.

Minutes later, Ron's ears so red they were almost to the steaming point, Lavender Brown looked at him, eyeing him up in an odd way. Seconds later she got up, all the other girls watching her, and walked across the circle to Ron. As everyone stared, she slid onto his lap, at which point Ron leaned away from her. Even as he leaned away, not really wanting her to be there, she pulled his lips onto hers.

She watched him kiss her back on reflex, but eventually pushed her away, something which she imagined only she noticed as he did it rather gracefully. She glared angrily at him, something only Hermione and Harry noticed, before walking back across the circle.

The silence broke and everyone went back to joking, and the girls back to whispering, each listening intently to Lavender's words. :

I don't understand Lavender. Does she like Ron that she kissed him last night, or was she just seeing if Stella was telling the truth? Did she just want to know if Ron really could kiss like a god? Maybe she fancies him; maybe she always has and just hasn't been able to say anything. Although, if she's been afraid to say something, she wouldn't have just got up and sat on his lap like she did.

Either way, I didn't want to sit with her, or the other girls.

We handed out the time tables and Ron groaned about Potions with the Slytherins and glared at us, saying that we had the chance to make classes with the Hufflepuff house or something like that. I'm not sure if he just wanted to spend more time with Susan or get away from the Slytherins.

He was so angry he refused to sit Harry and I in Potions, which went interestingly well, not that I didn't expect it too.

What else is there to say, beautiful journal of mine? I feel as if I should write more, though I always feel that way, especially with my homework assignments.

Oh, there is Harry knocking at the door he's just left now. He stayed quite sometime.

: "Oy, Hermione!" Harry said with a smile after she opened the door. He didn't have an apple in his hand this time but a small piece of parchment. He held it into the air and said, "Look, found it in the drawer," he paused, "sort of."

He walked over to the couch and plopped down before letting Hermione read the parchment.

Hullo Lily!

James

My Lily-flower, how was your summer?

I'm trying to pay attention, could you please bother someone else?

Can't

Yes, you can, and I rather you did.

Can't

Has your head become more hollow? Or have you always been restricted to such a small vocabulary?

Neither

Leave me alone, James.

Come now, Lily, give him a chance. –Sirius

Yes, listen to him, he knows what he's talking about.

Ha, Sirius Black knows something?

I made you smile, do it again, it's so beautiful.

I did not smile.

Prefects shouldn't lie.

I'm not.

That's two now, bad Prefect, bad.

Leave me alone, James.

Aw, Lils, you know I can't.

Fine, then I'm not replying anymore.

Hermione looked down at Harry, smiling. She thought it was so cute; James had obviously saved the note from before they got together. She wondered if Harry was so sentimental, she looked at him more carefully, the messy hair, the green eyes, and the button nose. She shook her head, it was Harry, just Harry.

She fell onto the couch beside him, "Where'd you find that?" she asked as she handed it back to him. He took it and set it softly on his knee, not wanting to wrinkle it in the pocket of the track jacket he wore.

"A drawer," he said with a smile, "it has a secret little space, you'd think someone would've found them ages ago." He pulled a dog bone from his pocket, "I'm guessing it was Sirius'," he said before putting it back into his pocket.

Hermione glanced up at Harry before returning her eyes to the burning fire, "I wonder why he left it there," she said softly, the raging fire blinding her occasionally. She blinked away the tears and looked up at Harry.

"Maybe, he left it for me," he said softly, "for his son."

Hermione smiled at him and bumped him softly with her shoulder, "That's probably it," she said before leaning her head against his shoulder. He leaned his head against hers and they sat, staring into the fire silently. :

I wonder if James did leave it for his son. Maybe he just forgot it when he was packing up, I think there's more in there though. Harry probably wasn't ready to bring in the other stuff, why would James leave just one note and a dog bone behind? Even if he was in a hurry to pack up, he'd leave more than just one note and a dog bone.

Why would Sirius chew on a dog bone? Well, to be honest it wasn't used, no bite marks or anything. Maybe it had been a joke, maybe the Marauders had bought him a dog bone for Christmas and he'd put it in that compartment with James' things.

Maybe it was for Remus when he'd turned into a werewolf. Maybe they had many more and just that one was left. That sounds more probable than it being Sirius', but I don't think I'll tell Harry that.