A/N: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, just the plot line!
"Professor Flint whatcha doin in these hall's, I thought you taught flying on the pitch?" Ron asked him in a sarcastic voice.
"20 points from Gryffindor for talking sarcastically to a professor, now I suggest you get on to your lessons before feel the need to take more points due to being late." Flint sneered at Ron.
"Are you coming Hermione? Wouldn't want points taken for you're being late, also!" Ron asked Hermione in an equally sarcastic voice.
"Another 10 points for talking to a fellow student who is also a fellow housemate in a sarcastic voice, I would really get going if I were you, I may take more points for you just being a Gryffindork!" Flint at this point really just wanted Ron to leave; he never really liked the Weasel.
"Ron, I will catch up with you, I need to talk to Flin...Professor Flint for a moment about our next lesson." Hermione told Ron, hoping to hurry him along, she knew he would not like it but she did not care.
Ron walked off in a huff. Hermione turned back to Flint and she started to open her mouth to talk to him, but he beat her to it.
"30 points to Gryffindor House, for getting the Weasel to leave us alone, at least for now." Flint said to Hermione with a smile on his face.
"Well, that was very nice of you Professor, but that is no reason to give someone points." Hermione replied in a soft voice.
"I am a professor and can give anyone points for anything I please. I do not like the Weasel." Professor Flint replied. "Well, Ms. Granger, I think that you should be getting on to class, don't you?"
"Uhmm… Yes I should, but about my flying lessons. Next time can we take it a bit slower, I really do not feel like almost falling again?" Hermione asked him uncertainly.
"Sure, next time we only stay 5 feet off the ground." Flint promised her.
Hermione was getting the hang of flying after a few weeks and Professor Flint was not so bad a teacher. He was patient with her and made sure that they went as fast or as slow as she wanted. The only down fall to the lessons where her friends, they did not understand why she was still taking them from Professor Flint. Ron was the worst, he thought that he should be the one to teach her, he really just wanted the alone time with Hermione and he thought it was about time he got some. So, one day after dinner he went looking for Hermione. Unfortunately he could not find her in any of her usual places; she was not in the common room, the library or the kitchen. He spotted the Slytherin Quidditch team coming in to the castle from the pitch and hide in a corner; he did not want to deal with them right now, better to stay hidden.
"Hey, did you notice the Mudblood at practice today. Wonder what she was doing watching us? Though I hear she is taking flying lessons from Flint. Wonder why that is? You would think with her best friend being the Boy Who Lived, he would teach her or the little Weasel of hers?" One of the Slytherin's said to the rest of the team.
"Yeah I know, and it looked like she was writing in something, maybe she was taking notes or maybe she was spying for the Gryindorks team." Another one said.
"Well, whatever the reason, it will be interesting to see her at this upcoming match, wonder who she will cheer for, them or us."
Ron could not believe what he was hearing; his Hermione was watching a Slytherin practice, why though. He had many thoughts running through his head and the more he thought the more upset he got. After the Slytherin's walked off, he returned to the common room and sat down on the couch. Harry and Ginny noticed that something had upset him.
"Ron, you ok? You look upset about something. Did you find Hermione?" Ginny asked her brother in a concerned tone.
"No, I did not FIND her, but I know where she's been. She was out on the Quidditch pitch watching the Slytherin's practice. Why the bloody hell would she want to watch them practice, Their Slytherin's and Professor Flint is their head of house. That's it, Flint did something to her. Have you noticed how she no longer hangs out with us, with the exception of meals? What the bloody hell is going on with her." Ron ranted at Harry and Ginny. They were the only ones left in the common room, but he really did not care if the whole Gryffindor House was to hear him. While he ranted Hermione walked in.
"Hey, Ron what are you yelling about? What happened?" Hermione asked them, she was in a good mood, but that changed when she walked in to her Ron yelling about something.
"Well, if it isn't the little traitor. What do you want?" Ron asked her in a nasty voice with a sneer on his face.
"Excuse me! Traitor! What are you going on about Ron? Ginny what does he mean by that." Hermione was really shocked to hear this from him.
Ron just stared at her and would not answer, so Ginny thought it best if she explained what Ron was talking about.
"Well, Hermione, Ron thinks that you went to the dark side. He went looking for you earlier and he over hear some Slytherin's talking about you watching their practice." Ginny rushed to tell her, hoping that Hermione would not get to upset with her or Ron.
"Well, if that is all, it is simple really. Today during my lesson with Professor Flint, I had told him how I liked to watch the Gryffindor practices and try to pick up some tips on flying. He thought it was a great idea and suggested that I come watch the Slytherin's practice, in the thought that I might pick up some different techniques. There really is no reason to freak out about it." Hermione patiently explained to them. To her it was a sound reason and one that made sense. She was not sure why Ron was getting all bent out of shape.
"Oh, is that all Hermione. So YOUR PROFESSOR thought that it would be a good idea and you just went along with it. What if it was a set up? I don't trust him and neither should you!" Ron yelled at her, he was so mad about the whole thing that he grabbed his stuff and walked off.
"I don't understand how he can be so mad about this." Hermione felt tears come to her eyes and she just wanted to get away. Since she did not share a common room with them anymore, she left and made her way back to her Heads common room.
Once inside the Heads common room, she sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace. It was quiet for once in the room. Normally Draco had most of the Quidditch team over after a practice. But, she was glad that no one seemed to be around. Hermione got up and went to her room to grab a blanket and a pillow. When she walked back out to lay down on the couch Draco walked in with someone right behind him.
"Hey, Granger, whatcha doin? I thought you would be in the Gryffindork's Common room telling them all our secrets." Draco spat at her, which was not like Draco. They had been getting on better since they both shared the living space, but she guessed that maybe she had over stepped a bound by going to the practice tonight.
"Malfoy, really we are back to last names. Well just to inform you, I did go to their common room and it got to be too much so I came back here to relax." Hermione looked at him and noticed the person standing behind him. "Oh, uhmm… Hi! If you will excuse me I will just leave you two alone. I need to get to sleep anyways." As she gathered her stuff, she felt the tears start to fall. Angry that they decided to spill over her now she swiped at them as she turned to go to her room.
"Wait, Hermione what happened? Why are you crying? What did that Weasel do to you now?" Draco asked her, he was concerned about her, she never cries.
"Hey, it's nothing, Drake. Ron just yelled at me for being at your practice and he called me a traitor. Nothing I can't handle, I tried to explain to him it was part of my flying lesson, but you know Ron, he didn't listen. I will be fine; I just need to go to sleep. Night, Drake! Night, Flint!" Hermione walked out of the common room and went to her room, climbed into bed and went to sleep.
"Drake? Since when do you let people give you a nickname?" Flint asked Draco, it was interesting to watch Draco and Hermione. Draco really did not care about anyone or their feelings and to see him actually care that Weasel hurt Hermione's feelings was interesting. He was not too happy that she was crying. It was time to plan how they would take the Weasel out in the upcoming match.
A/N: I know this is slow going but it will pick up in the coming chapters. Please leave a review as I love to know what you think of this story so far!