sekkoon

CHAPTER 12

The next few days were hectic, with Hermione moving out and finding out that Malfoy, the Slytherin prince was to be the headboy.

"How could they even think of him as a possible choice?" Harry mumbled disgusted.

"Harry remember, they chose your father. Anything is possible, especially in Hogwarts," Hermione wiped her forehead. Ron next, collapsed on the floor.

"There that was the last box." Ron said huffing.

"Thanks." Hermione replied, a small smile playing at her lips. Ron nodded, his sky blue eyes twinkled. All Harry could do was shake his head, behind Hermione's back.

Two weeks passed in Hogwarts. Classes were advanced and challenged than last year. Everybody was struggling, even Ms. Granger was. It will be very late when students finished their homework, and dawn when they started.

"We're wasting a perfect Sunday." Ron grumbled. It was afternoon, and the famous trio was sitting under their favorite all time tree.

Harry was swinging on the branches, avoiding his pile of homework beneath him. Hermione was mute, too distracted and engrossed by her Astronomy project, which was due the following day.

"Look who it is, Pothead and Weasel." A harsh voice rang out throughout the place. They didn't need to figure out that familiar voice. For some odd reason, Hermione was left out.

"Get lost Malfoy, we'll call you if we need a bouncing ferret." Harry replied coldly, jumping down from the branches. Crabbe and Goyle marched closer, cracking their knuckles. But Malfoy beckoned them to immediately stop. Malfoy walked near, right by Hermione.

"Having fun Granger?" He asked quietly. She blushed and didn't respond. Ron threw a jealous stare; while Harry was confused at the way those two were acting together.

Nobody noticed the slip of paper that fell in Hermione's bag.

With that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle left, Malfoy winking at Hermione. Ron hastily turned and glared at Hermione.

"What was that about?" He asked angrily.

Hermione and Ginny were in the girl's restroom, talking to each other. Normally, on a daily basis, they never had a chance to talk, especially in private.

"So he's your friend?" Ginny asked smirking.

"Well no, I mean yes." Hermione stammered in a weird way. All Ginny did was nod.

"A friend with benefits?"

"GINNY!" Ginny rolled around the cement floor laughing. Next she ran out the girl's restroom door, Hermione right after her.

But these two girls didn't realize that there was someone with them. Someone in the names of Moaning Myrtle.

"I think Ron knows Ginny."

"What how could he know?"

Ginny and I were relaxing under the tree, just having another of those girl talks. We than ran over, pulled off our flats and leggings, and splashed out feet into the cool water. Ginny threw her remaining toast into the lake. It was Sunday, and both girls were done with their homework.

"I don't know, it's just he keeps giving me this look, every time I look at Malfoy."

# posted by Sek Koon @ 7:24 AM