Hermione sat in the great hall trying to eat her porridge, but all the snickering and pointing was really putting her off. A Hufflepuff had asked her 'are you going to say yes?' then a Ravenclaw quipped frustratedly 'Smart and lucky, far out aghh!' in such a voice that Hermione thought the girl was going to slap her. When Malfoy began walking over with that stupid and annoying look that meant trouble, Hermione ran off to hide in the library.

All day she had to endure the snickering and whispers as she walked down the halls, everyone seemed to have the badges attached to their robes. Well except the Slytherins who had hexed, cursed or literally cut the badges off their robes. Goyle was walking around with a pancake sized hole in his school robes. Even her teachers won't tell her what was going on.

McGonagall said 'Sorry Granger, this is your fight' and Flitwick muttered 'Such good spell work, worthy of you Miss Granger' and he gave her an approving smile that utterly confused her.

'Miss Granger!' Umbridge's sweet dangerous girly voice rang out behind Hermione, she spun around worried. Harry was beside her and she knew if she wasn't careful he would say something against Umbridge and he would be given detention…again.

'Yes Professor'

'I can't understand how you have let this shameful behaviour happen! The minister of magic is very displeased with this display Miss Granger; I am in full consent with the Minister's feelings…'

Hermione was looking at her with a very confused look on her face and her heart was beating very fast in her ears, what was going on?

'However, he doesn't see expulsion as a necessary result of this vulgar behaviour. Never let it happen again miss Granger, or else I will personally see to it that your brushy head is expelled from Hogwarts forever' she said with that mad glint in her eyes 'of course none of us want that' she laughed in her sickly sweet girly voice and Hermione felt Harry start forward as he always did when he was about to get set detention from Umbridge.

'Of course not Professor Umbridge, thank you for the warning' Hermione answered, holding Harrys forearm tightly, her voice slightly shaking with the fear of expulsion.

'Come on' Ron muttered and dragged Harry off to potions, who still had Hermione restraining his arm.

0-0-0

It wasn't until double potions that afternoon that she started to get answers.

'You're late' Snape quipped not even looking up 'twenty points from Gryffindor'

'The bell just went!' Ron cried

'Twenty five' Snape replied, eyes still on the notes in front of him. 'Your essays were abysmal; I wouldn't even use them to mulch around Hagrid's pumpkin patch'

Malfoy roared with laughter and Snape almost smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

'Crab, you will do better…' He started walking amongst the class, handing back their essays 'Malfoy, good, Parkinson, stop making puppy eyes at Malfoy and actually study, Longbottom…Longbottom' he sneered 'where to begin…'

'Leave him alone' Hermione muttered under her breath

'What was that Granger?' Snape gave her a cold look

'I…leave him alone, everyone has different things they are better at…' Hermione gulped at the look Snape was giving her now. Harry would have patted her on the back for standing up to Snape. But he was busy staying frozen so that he couldn't enrage Snape further by breathing too loud or blinking too fast, Snape hated Harry much more than Hermione, but Harry knew Snape had no issue taking out his hatred of him on others.

'That is true Granger…'

Ron gapped

'but as Longbottom is not good at anything. And yes I do mean anything; he is even hopeless at being a scatterbrain…' Neville was bright red and wishing he could turn into one of the caterpillars on the table just to escape the situation.

'His good at Herbology' Harry piped in fiercely, he couldn't take Snape cutting into Neville again, he did it every single lesson!

'Longbottom cannot fill a caldron with water without melting it Potter!'

'That's not the point' Hermione said angrily. She was beyond it all. She was tired, confused and stressed.

'No the point is you failed your essay Granger!' Snape leered over her and the whole room went deadly silent. Malfoy had a grin beginning to creep onto his face and everyone realised what Snape had just said.

'F…failed?' Hermione stammered 'Why?'

'You just spew back the words from your text book like you ate it for breakfast, you are so up yourself you think you are entitled to speak over a teac…'

'She does not!' Ron and Harry yelled

'Shut up!' Snape growled 'I would stop thinking about dear lover boy and actual try to put the bushy head of yours to some good use…not that it would amount too much' he drawled. Harry looked ready to punch Snape in the face.

'What boy?' Hermione stammered, close to tears.

'But you don't know?' Snape looked mad with glee. He unsheathed his wand and gave it a few complicated flicks. A soft haze seemed to envelope the dungeon class room then cleared, Hermione looked around and saw a poster on the back wall, which read 'Bookworm for trouble maker' she gasped. Frantically looking around she read all the posters then the badges on everyone's chest.

Fred for Hermione.

Be mine?

You are amazing.

Bookworms are sexy

Snape looked at her horrified face, and sneered.

'I'd say you could do better but…' he gave a look like a strong pungent smell had caught his nose as he looked at her

'Homework for the week…' and he walked off as Malfoy cried with laughter

'Harry…how long did you know?' she whispered looking the badge on his chest that read 'I'm a Weasley/Granger supporter'

'...all day…' he said in a very small apologetic voice.

She gasped in horror, realising that this was what everyone had been laughing about all day…they had literally been laughing AT her…she wanted to cry.

This was low, so low. She didn't think Fred had it in him to be so cruel. To humiliate her so thoroughly and without her even knowing! Only to have Snape! Snape of all people tell her…and in front of Malfoy…it was too much.

She was done.

No more tricks or revenge, it was over.