Disclaimer:I own nothing that belongs to J.K. Rowling. I just own some of the scenarios I placed her characters in. Other scenarios belong to Miki.
Summary: Drabbles that relate to each other meant for humor. There are about three official OCs. Based on a dream I had after watching the first Twilight movie and our trip to San Francsico to see Wicked. Don't ask for more details.
Warnings: OoCness. Three added characters (revealed later on). Humor. Impossible situations/Improbable situations (take your pick). Mild language eventually.
Pairings: None, specifically. This is just for fun.
AAL: I found these notes while flipping through an used notebook. Enjoy.
Drabble Five: Golden Trio
Hermione was currently enjoying some peace and quiet with a thick novel outside by the lake. It was such a pleasurable late spring afternoon. Especially since she currently didn't have to worry about Harry or Ron. Ah, yes, paying the twins to make sure the two wouldn't be able to bug her for a while was well worth it. She briefly wondered what the twins had done with them before humming happily as she turned the page.
A figure stopping in front of her drew her attention from her book. She'd recognize those robes and that stance anywhere even before the figure spoke. "Ms. Granger," Snape sneered.
"Hello Professor Snape. Is there something I may help you with?" Hermione asked as she bookmarked her place before closing the book and placing it back in her bag.
Snape glared at the insufferable know-it-all of Griffyndor. "Where's Potter and his pet?" He snarled.
Hermione blinked somewhat amused by the image that had entered her mind. Ron really was like a pet when she thought about it, until he acted like a jealous prat. "Why would I know where they are? I'm not always with them." That was a true enough statement. Hermione wasn't always with Harry and Ron. She'd go insane if she had to deal with them twenty-four seven all the time.
Snape glared at her, obsidian eyes searching for anything that might seem off. It wouldn't be the first time the muggleborn had covered for the two imbeciles. "You are the golden trio." He stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
An amused smile tugged on Hermione's lips. "That doesn't mean I am their keeper."
"Come with me Ms. Granger. We're going to the Headmaster's office." He turned, his robes snapping at his heels behind him. Amused, Hermione followed. This was bound to be entertaining.
::The End?::