AN: I have been made aware, and then found, a major plot hole in my story - the same size to me as the one about the dementors in JK Rowling's world. Why In The World Does Hermione Agree To Go Out With Draco Without Punching Harry In The Face For The Audacity Right That Instant?

Ummm.

Yeah.

That is major.

Lo, and behold, the sequel of P-S C is being delayed while I attempt to fill this in, or it might be slowly be written alongside. I really don't know what the future holds. I can plan, but not guarantee.

How To Avoid Being Punched In The Face

Chapter 1

Hermione Granger was frustrated with her slightly adoptive brother right then in that instant. She knew it would take a lot for her to no longer decide the path of misfortune that seemed to follow her friend was no longer able to be welcomed. She had even stuck with him while his other best friend decided to believe the popular theory instead of the truth from her friend's lips - and that was before he changed houses. She had been warned his adoptive brother most likely didn't fit in Gryffindor, so she had a head's up. Kind of. Because of the change in houses, she had ended up sitting on the opposite side of Slytherin so that she could actually look at her friend and his brother, instead of sitting with her back to him. Being in a different house didn't mean you were a completely different person, it was just that a different side of that person was stronger than previously thought, even when he messed up.

Such as right now.

He had arranged a DATE with her and Draco Malfoy.

Where had he even found the nerve?

Her mind and her emotions were of the same opinion but for opposite reasons. One cried that it was too good to be true and that her main crush would leave her behind in the dust, despite Harry's reassurances, so it should not have happened because it was happier to imagine than to get reality and for it to be less. The other thought that she was trying to focus on was that her former rival, sometimes former bully, should not have the time of day to try to get her to be vulnerable with him, let alone go on a date. Both sets of emotions rolled and crashed, bringing her to the point that wherever she thought she would be headed, she changed direction to the nearest place where she could cry with relative hope that she wouldn't get crashed in on.

Feelings of hopelessness and anger took their turns and she cried herself hoarse.

At least Harry had decided to tell her before Draco turned up, otherwise she would have called him a coward as well. However, Slytherin or not, Harry was still stupidly brave and honourable enough to decide that one should be told of decisions made on one's behalf. He had been a Gryffindor, and not without reason it appeared.

Just how stupidly courageous was the guy to do something like that when going back to his relatives' place might mean being locked in and being taken advantage of? Where years of mistreatment hadn't broken him?

Now, she was crying over the unfairness of life to the one boy she saw as a brother.

She decided she had spent long enough in one place and that she should perhaps dry her tears and use the outdoors to get some colour to her face so she didn't look like she had been crying.

She was intercepted.