AN: Ok guys, I'm spending spring break with my brother and his family so I got to get out another chapter. My youngest niece, who's 13 just read through the story and says that this new chapter is really good. So let me know if you feel the same way. And you know how you do that? By pressing the review button! Favoriteing! Following!
Disclaimer: Well . . . Draco was in my dream last night . . . but I don't think that means much in the way of ownership so . . . Enjoy!
"What is the meaning of this?" McGonagall asked. When no one answered, Neville spoke up.
"I - I'm not quite sure Professor, I woke up to Hermione's screams"
"Yeah, me too" Added Oliver.
"I - I'm terribly sorry that I've disrupted everyone's morning, please forgive me," Hermione said quietly. She then bowed her head and scampered out of the room.
isn't letting me use lines so . . . The story starts now!
"What d'you suppose is wrong with Hermione?" Ronald asked one morning at breakfast.
"Maybe she's taking refuge from your chewed up breakfast projectiles," Ginny replied, wiping spit, and what seemed to be bacon off of her cheek. She resumed looking around the room for her friend. "I wish she would talk to me."
"Yeah, I mean, I don't know what I did . . ." Harry murmured.
"Oh Harry, I'm sure it's nothing to do with you, she's just a bit . . . Out of sorts."
"Yeah, sure Gin."
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"Why are you hiding behind a suit of armor?" Luna Lovegood asked, seemingly talking to said suit of armor. What the students passing by her did not realize, was that Hermione Granger was standing, disillusioned behind it.
"Hiding."
"Why?" Luna asked.
Hermione stuck her head around the suit and looked down the hallway, towards her transfiguration classroom. She pulled her head back when she saw Blaise and Draco loitering right across the hallway.
"Is it because of them? Is Draco bothering you again?"
"No, Luna. I- I'm fine, I'm just . . . Taking a breath."
"For ten minutes?"
"Yes, I was studying late last night." Hermione lied. "Finite Incantatum."
Hermione stepped out from behind the armor and said goodbye to Luna who was heading in the opposite direction. She walked slowly towards her class, keeping her head down, trying to blend in. As she rounded the corner to her class a hand reached out and grabbed her arm, making her freeze. She slowly looked up to see Blaise.
"Let her go mate," Draco called out in a playful tone. "What would Miss. Greengrass think?"
"I don't think she has to know 'mate'." Blaise said seriously, tightening his grip on Hermione's arm.
"Then you might want to let go of the mud blood, because Daphne is walking this way."
Blaise took a look in the direction Draco had indicated, and immediately released Hermione, who ran into the classroom and to her seat. When Daphne walked by, she blew Blaise a kiss and took a seat inside the class. Draco followed suit, but took a seat next to Hermione.
"What are you doing?" Hermione whispered frantically.
"Taking out my essay," Draco replied while digging in his bag.
"Oy! What the bloody hell do you think you're up to Malfoy?" Ron yelled while walking towards Draco and Hermione.
"Sitting, is that alright with you Hermione?"
In shock from being called by her proper name by her enemy, Hermione was speechless. Unsure of what Draco was up to, Hermione took a deep breath and looked around the room. When she spotted Blaise leering at her from across the isle, she subconsciously leaned towards Draco and nodded her head.
"See weasel? She wants me here, so scuttle along, ok?" Draco sneered.
"Hermione?" Ron called.
"Mr. Weasley! Class has begun. Sit down this instant!" Professor McGonagall screeched.
"Yes mam," he gave Hermione a serious look and walked away.
"He's more volatile then ever now," Draco whispered.
"Ronald's just being protecti-"
"No," Draco interrupted. "Not him, Blaise."