Ch 5

Time passed quickly. Harry had gotten a Nimbus two thousand and now had Quidditch three nights a week leaving Ron and Sam in the common room. Sam had become quite busy himself with his homework. He spent hours perfecting every assignment. Ron just scribbled down the answers as Sam told them to him.

Hermione, who used to do homework with Sam, refused to look at him let alone talk to him since the incident with the dog. Ron had told him that it was her loss and that he shouldn't dwell on it but Sam still felt as if he'd lost a friend.

It was now Halloween and Professor Flitwick had announced that they would start making objects fly now and quickly put the class into pairs Harry was partnered up with Seamus Finnigan, another Gryffindor first year, Ron's partner, much to his dismays, Hermione, and Sam, much to his horror was partnered with Neville. They spent the class trying to make feathers fly with only a few students succeeding. Sam and Hermione had no trouble getting the hang of the spell but besides Seamus, who had set his feather on fire, no one was able to do anything else.

After class Ron couldn't help but make fun of the girl telling his friends, "she's a nightmare honestly."

"Ron that's not very nice," Sam lightly scolded his friend as Hermione walked briskly past them.

"I think she may have heard you mate," Harry said.

"She's just upset she's got no friends."

"That's not true Ron. I'm her friend."

"Yeah and look how she treats you."

Hermione was gone the rest of the day and actually missed the rest of her classes. Ron couldn't help the blush of shame that came across his face when Sam glared at him after hearing Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown talking about Hermione crying in the girl's room.

"I'll apologize to her at dinner tonight," he promised.

"Good," Harry and Sam said together.

But at dinner that night Hermione wasn't there. There was a feast of treats, thousands of live bats hanging from the ceiling, and pumpkins, but no Hermione.

The quickly found seats at the table next to Dean and the twins who were laughing about some prank they were able to play on Professor Quirrell earlier. Ron and Harry dug in almost as soon as they sat down. Sam just stared at all of the decorations in amazement. "They sure know how to do Halloween here don't they Dean," he commented as his older brother loaded a plate for him. Sam realizing what his brother was doing glared at him and said, "I can do that myself you know."

"Fine then Sammy you do it," Dean said putting an already full plate in front of his little brother. Sam grabbed a fork rolling his eyes at his older brother. He was about to take his first bite when the doors to the Great Hall burst open and Professor Quirrell came running through the hall screaming, "Troll in the dungeons!" He got to the front table when he stopped and said breathlessly, "thought you ought to know," before passing out.

The students instantly started to panic. Dumbledore was able to get the hall under control before ordering the prefects to lead the students back to their dorms. Sam didn't pay much attention to the conversation going on between Harry and Ron when it suddenly hit him. 'Hermione doesn't know. I should go get her.' He was able to sneak away from his brother and friends easily and made his way towards the girl's bathroom. With only a moment's hesitation he entered the room and was able to pick out the stall that Hermione was in.

"Hermione," he said quietly.

"What are you doing in here," she shrieked behind the door.

"T-there's a troll in the castle; I came to get you."

"Don't be ridiculous there couldn't be a TROLL!"

Sam turned around and screamed when he saw the massive creature that was standing behind him staring at him stupidly. It was Twelve feet tall; skin a dull grey, and a lumpy, boulder like body, with a small head. In his hand he held a massive club.

"Guys where's Sam?"

Ron and Harry looked around them in confusion at Dean's question. "He- he was just here," Ron said.

"Yeah where is he now."

It then dawned on both of the boys. "Hermione," the called out in unison before getting out of line, Dean and a confused Fred and George following them.

"Ron hurt her feelings earlier and she's been crying in the girl's bathroom all day," Harry explained.

"We didn't see her at dinner. Sam must have gone to warn her about the," Ron was cut off when Fred put a hand firmly over his mouth.

"Do you smell that," He questioned.

"It's the troll," Dean said.

The watched as the troll slowly made its way into a room. "Hey the locks got the key in it," Ron pointed out after getting away from his brother.

"Let's lock it in," Harry suggested. The older boys nodded before rushing forward and slamming the door shut and turning the key.

"That was easy," Fred commented.

Just then two terrified screams rang out of the room. The sound made their hearts stop. "SAM!" Dean immediately jumped into action unlocking the door and throwing it open. When he got into the room his heart nearly stopped again. There was his tiny baby brother standing in front of Hermione wand held out in front of him with a shaking arm, trying with all his might to protect his friend, and the troll bringing down its club.

"SAMMY!"

That seemed to get Hermione to take action as she dove to one side taking the small boy with her. "Hey ugly," he heard Fred shout as Ron and Harry threw different objects they could find at the troll.

"Yeah that's right I'm talking to you pea-brain," Fred continued to taunt the creature with George right behind him with his wand out. Dean drew his wand as well and moved to block his brother from the monster.

Before anything else was said, things took a turn for the worse as the troll swung out and knocked over everyone with its club and grabbed Harry by the ankle. It was Ron who came up with the answer. He took out his wand and recited "Wingardium Leviosa!" the club started to float before falling onto the troll's head effectively knocking him out.

"Nice going little brother," George complemented. Ron just turned bright red at the praise.

"Sam are you okay," Dean questioned picking his brother off the floor.

"I'm fine Dean."

"Good. I'm going to kick you're a-"

"Dean I had to get Hermione if I didn't then she would have been here all by herself when the troll came. I couldn't let her get hurt."

Dean sighed in frustration. "Okay, but next time you want to play hero do me a favor and tell me and bring some back up."

"Sorry Dean," Sam said looking at his feet. Dean shook his head then put an arm around his brother's shoulder.

"Let's go kiddo. I think that we've had enough excitement for one day."

"What going on here," the voice of Professor McGonagall came. They turned to see her, Snape and Quirrell all standing in the doorway looking shocked.

"Well Professor," Fred started in a "charming tone".

"It's my fault Professor."

All heads turned to Hermione. "Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall asked shocked.

"I went looking for the troll. I thought that I could deal with deal with it on my own, because I've read so much about them. I thought that Sam would enjoy it to, because he read about them too and forced him to come with me. He didn't want to go, but he went to try and stop me. And then they showed up. I would be dead right now if it wasn't for them." She let out a sob. Everyone looked at her in shock.

"Is this true?"

All the boy nodded their heads.

"Well in that case Miss Granger, fifteen house points will be taken for endangering not only yourself but another student. The rest of you get five points each for dumb luck," Professor McGonagall said. The she looked at Sam. "Maybe you should go up to get yourself check out Mr. Winchester you're looking a bit pale."

"I'm fine," Sam mumbled.

"If you're sure, I suggest all of you get back to your dormitories now."

"Yes Professor."

"Well Granger that was some pretty good story telling back there," Dean complimented.

"Well, you all did save me."

"I never thought that I would see the day that Hermione Granger would lie to a teacher," Ron said slightly amazed.

"Dean," Sam wheezed.

Dean was instantly next to his brother. "You forgot your inhaler again didn't you?"

Sam smiled sheepishly as he big brother handed him the inhaler he always carried around just in case. "You should really be more careful Sam."

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