A/N: Okay. Not that Im an attention seeking git as Ron suggests *glares at both Rons*, but Im seriously considering aborting the story. Theres been few reviews and Ive got ideas brewing inside me for other stories and its almost summer vacation. Plus, as I go back, I notice a million and one mistakes. Which sucks, because Im usually good at recognizing those. And I hope I dont get mistaken as some unintelligent fangirl.
I decided to change from Herman to Hermes since Hermione forms from the name Hermes. Fun fact, huh?
Before the next chapter, I need at least three reviews telling me A) Continue but cut it off at Sorcerers Stone B) Do the whole series C) Stop the whole thing, delete it and forget it ever happened or D) Turn it into a couple one shots of your favorite scenes.
They glanced back. It was the bushy haired boy from Gringotts. "Hermes Granger. It kinda seemed like you wanted help. The shelf was going to fall. And it doesnt seem like you know much magic." He nodded at the back wall. The shelf had indeed paused.
"Thank you." Harriet said.
"Well, thanks I guess." Ron said, looking at him suspiciously.
It turned out that wasnt the last they would see of Hermes.
"Look at this! A Quick Quotes quill, Percia has one of these." Ron said, admiring an acid green quill in Flourish and Blotts, the wizarding bookstore. Harriet reached toward a blue one that caught her eye and came with a box of ink. Her hand touched another. She felt a hot blush coming up in her face as she looked up and saw Hermes, carrying am armful of books.
"Hello..." Hermes said, scratching his head.
"You can take the...quill and the ink. "Harriet said nervously.
"No, you can -" Hermes was interrupted by Ron tugging Harriet away.
"What? "Harriet said later on as the girls put on their pajamas.
"Dont like him. Too smart and a bit..uppity. " Ron said dismissively.
Harriet rolled her eyes and sunk into her camp bed.