AN: Here's the next chapter. I'll put up three this first time, but so long as I keep getting reviews and suggestions I'll keep putting up about once a week or something, unless I get inspiration myself and write one :) Thanks for reading!
2 - Hermione
It was ironic, really, how Hermione's favourite place in the world was the library. Stacking books along the shelves in the Transfiguration section had been a long and arduous task, and Madam Pince had long since gone to dinner. Hermione had shrugged off petitions to come with her, claiming that she wasn't hungry, and got straight onto the paperwork. The sun had clearly set when she heard a muffled bang from behind some shelves. Staggering up from her seat, Hermione wandered over to see what had caused it; Peeves was at work, pushing books off the top shelf for her to clear up again. Hermione felt like crying as she started at once, climbing the ladder to replace the heavy tome. As she neared the top, she lost balance and fell, the book in hand speeding her fall so fast she had no time to cast Arresto Momento. She had no idea how long she lay there, gasping for breath, rapidly losing consciousness before a shock of red hair appeared in front of her eyes. "Ron..." She gasped, closing her eyes for the last time; a lone tear escaping as Ron threw himself over her, shoulders heaving.