A/N: I'm really enjoying writing this story. Just thought maybe you all should know that.
Chapter 6: The note
The next morning Hermione collapsed on the bench seat next to Harry resting her head on his shoulder as she dished eggs onto her plate.
"Wow Mione, you look like death." Ron said with a mouth full of toast.
"Gee, thanks." She deadpanned.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked pouring his friend a mug of coffee.
"I didn't sleep well last night." She said digging into her food.
Ginny walked up to the three with a spring in her step. "Good morning." She said sliding in next to her brother. "Looks like Mione stayed up all night thinking about something." Ginny said biting into her toast.
The brunette looked up and glared at her friend. "And it's all your fault." She said brandishing a fork at the younger girl who just smiled.
"I know, and I think it was worth it." Ginny winked. Hermione's head fell onto the table with a thud.
"Would either of you mind filling us in on what you're talking about?" Harry asked, looking between the two girls.
"It's probably just girl talk Harry, Merlin knows neither of them get to do that a lot when they're not with each other." Ginny nodded.
Bill woke up the next morning well rested. He didn't know what it was, but something about being back at school was comforting to him.
He climbed out of bed and dressed himself, patted Fritz on the head, and walked out towards the Great Hall. The teachers table was rather empty, seeing as they were all probably preparing for classes. But the noise level from students suggested they would rather not go to class.
The oldest Weasley's eyes scanned the room. He spotted his siblings and smiled as Ginny waved enthusiastically. Ron, as always, was shoving his face full of food, and Harry seemed to be attempting to wake up a tired looking Hermione.
"You know Professor Weasley; I do believe you are perhaps the youngest on the Hogwarts teaching staff for quite some time." McGonagall said smiling at him. "It's a breath of fresh air if you ask me; none of the students want to listen to a bunch of old men and women tell them how to do magic all the time." She smiled. "And I do think you've gotten yourself a fan club."
Bill could feel his ears turn pink. "What makes you say that, Minerva?"
The witch's eyes pointed to the Ravenclaw table, where a small group of girls were ignoring food to watch Bill's every move. His ears turned red.
"You should see some of them in class." He said laughing.
Minerva smiled. "I just hope that you'll stick to being a professional and not going after these girls, and I'm not saying that you would. But mind you, they might try a little harder than expected and could end up just throwing themselves at you." Bill's jaw dropped.
"I never thought I would ever hear you talk about students like that. And I would never do such a thing, you know that." He pointed his fork at her for emphasis.
A light twinkled in her eye. "I know, I just thought it would be proper to say it out loud so we both understood." She stood and patted Bill on the shoulder as she exited the room.
The trio's first class of the day was Herbology, Hermione kept her position on Harry's shoulder who gladly helped her along.
"I'm still curious." Ron said as they walked across the grounds. "I mean what could keep her up all night? We didn't have that much school work and nothing important due for the next month!"
"Well, maybe it wasn't school work." Harry said opening the door and sitting their friend in a chair. "Maybe it was something else."
"Like what?" Harry shrugged as professor Sprout walked in and started talking about the lesson.
After their hands had turned brown from the dirt, the group was dismissed for their next class. Students stood outside shooting water out of their wands for their friends to wash their hands. The Gryffindors split into two groups while walking back into the castle: one to divination, which was the smaller group, and the other to defense against the dark arts.
Once again, Ron made a bee line for the back of the room which was okay with Hermione since she could lay her head down and not be noticed.
Bill had told them to take notes out of the text that day while he graded papers, so Hermione just laid her head down on the table which was comfortable until she felt certain parts of it disappear. Lifting her head she noticed there was a message written in the wood.
No sleeping in class, Miss Granger. Don't want to get detention do you?
Hermione rubbed her eyes and looked back at the table.
Sorry sir didn't get much sleep last night. She replied with a flack of her wand under the table. Harry looked over at her and nodded, his way of asking whether she was alright or not. She nodded back.
I can see that. But it still remains that if you sleep again I will have to give you detention.
Hermione looked up and saw Bill sitting there with a serious look. She nodded and started reading the chapter. After about an hour, her entire roll of parchment was filled with notes and her eyes were heavy again. She could feel sleep taking over and couldn't fight it any longer. Her head rested on her arm and eventually every breath was regular and steady.
"Hermione, wake up. You're going to get in trouble if you don't wake up!" Harry whispered to her.
Hermione felt her shoulder shake and when she looked up all she saw was Bill's face level with hers.
"Does this mean I get detention?" She asked, still too tired to react the way she normally would.
Bill nodded. "Yes it does." He stood and Hermione noticed that all the other students had left. "Harry, why don't you take her to the infirmary? Just give Madame Pomfry this note." Harry extended his hand and took the parchment.
The pair walked to the hospital wing, Hermione's head once again on her friends shoulder.
"What does the note say?" She asked.
"Please allow Miss Granger to be excused from the rest of her morning classes and to sleep through them. She become extremely light headed and dizzy during my lesson. – Bill Weasley" Harry read."At least he's being lenient and letting you skip classes."
"If I was awake at all I would be appalled." Hermione said.
"Good thing you're the walking dead." The pair joked as they entered the infirmary; Hermione was deposited on an empty bed and instantly fell into a deep sleep.
During lunch Bill made his way over to the Gryffindor table greeting his siblings and Harry.
"Is Hermione still sleeping the day away?" He asked Harry who nodded in response.
"I was wondering where she had gone off to." Ron said scratching his head.
"I hope you two take good notes, because when she finally wakes up she's going to realize that her entire morning was missed and might think she'll fail this term because of it." The four laughed before Bill stood again. "I better go eat with the rest of the staff before they get jealous." He winked and walked to the front of the room sitting in between Snape and Flitwick.
A/N: Here's another chapter. I know it's kind of a filler but the story is really only getting started!