So I'm back! year is TIRING. it's really taken a toll on me. but of course, not even school stops me from writing. i'm already 4 chapters into this story, actually.i'm just finding it hard to leave some time for encoding.
Anyhoo, here we go with Chapter Two
Chapter Two: Hey Monday
Hermione's POV
Our dormitory was about as big as Gryffindor Tower. There were three doors, so I immediately found out that we had to share one bathroom. Ugh.
I had a good night's sleep, so I woke up pretty contented.
"Hey, Monday, what have you got for us today?" I muttered to the sunshine pouring through my window.
Later at breakfast, Harry and Ron were looking at me, trying not to laugh.
"Okay, what is the problem with you two?" I demanded.
"How was your first night with—Malfoy?" Harry let out a long-kept snigger.
"Duh, we didn't talk," I replied. "You don't expect us to sleep together, do you?"
"You said it, we didn't," Ron said with another snigger.
How immature.
Our first period was Muggle Studies. With Slytherins.
"Good morning class," Professor Vesta greeted when we settled down. "I know you're probably curious about what we'll be doing for this year. Well, for some good news, you're already done with the Muggle course."
All around the room, there was cheering. Everyone probably expected that there won't be any classes anymore. They won't be putting Muggle Studies first if there was nothing important, hello.
"So, this year, you're going to do a project on music," she continued. The class groaned.
Hermione Granger, one; everyone else, zero.
"Your projects begin with drawing lots from this hat," she said. The bowler hat began floating around, shaking itself before allowing anyone to pick. "You shall compose a song in the genre indicated there with a partner. Each genre has two basic instruments that you will be required to learn and use. Before your graduation ceremony, there will be a culminating concert which will determine if you will pass or fail."
This is so exciting! I hope I get partnered up with Ron or Harry.
"Now, everyone, please line up front," Professor said. "A table will be designated for each genre and they will be your permanent seating arrangements for the rest of the year. No swapping of partners or genres allowed."
Everyone grabbed their things and lined up. One by one, Professor Vesta called the genres.
"Rock," she said. Harry and Parvati Patil sat down on the desk Professor Vesta pointed at.
"RnB," Ron and Millicent Bulstrode stepped forward. Poor Ron.
"Pop," Ginny and Blaise Zabini glared at each other first.
"Country," Lavender Brown and Seamus Finnigan took their seats.
"Reggae," Pansy and Dean sat down quietly.
"Which leaves Ballad to Miss Hermione Granger and Mr. Draco Malfoy."
Wait—What?
Soon, I found my legs moving on their own to the table assigned to us.
Great, Monday. I had to ask.
Draco's POV
Let me begin by saying, what the hell? First, Granger and I are both Heads and now we have to write a stupid song for a stupid project.
"Now, he are the instruments you need," Vesta continued and pieces of parchment flew towards us accordingly. "You have five minutes to talk. Afterwards, you can get your manuals and instruments here.
"Let me see," granger commanded. I caught the parchment and smirked at her.
"You were saying?" I teased.
"Never mind," she muttered.
Acoustic guitar and piano.
"Granger, you understand this more than I do," I said. She snatched the parchment from my hand.
"Ah, as expected," she said. "You're lucky. I play the piano. You can play the guitar."
"You mean I have to learn to play a Muggle instrument?"
"Um yes, that's why it's called Muggle Studies," she said. "Are you really this stupid or are you making extra effort today?"
"Real funny," I replied. Soon, Vesta dismissed us. Hallelujah.
"Our next class will be on Wednesday," Vesta said. "I'll see you then."
I grabbed the guitar manual and the instrument before walking out.
That'll be all for now, but I promise that there'll be something more. The weekend's coming. YAY!
Thanks for reading. Please review :)