Hogwart's Topic

          In the morning, Hermione walked into Ron’s room. She saw Harry’s legs and arms sprawled everywhere. Harry was wrapped in Ron’s bed sheet and he was sleeping on the ground. Ron was barely on his bed and he was drooling into Harry’s head while snoring into Harry’s ear. She smirked at the sight, then she slowly closed the door and turned around.

          “Were you staring at your boyfriend? I was thinking, you can talk to Harry, but don’t get ‘friendly’. I bet Viktor doesn’t even care anymore!” said Am, and then he grinned. Am had some shorts on that said ‘’ and wasn’t wearing a shirt.

          “Have some decency! Don’t scare me like that, plus, he isn’t my boyfriend. If Viktor doesn’t care, then why are you still here?” snapped Hermione.

          Am raked his hair with his hands and then told her that he enjoyed staying away from the publicity.

          “Well, today is Saturday and I have to head on down to the Library!” said Hermione and she started walking, but Am stopped her with his hand.

          “Wait a minute! A perfect Saturday and you are going to the library? Hermione, com with me!” said Am and, before Hermione could say anything, he grabbed her arm and took her somewhere.

          “AM! I’m not dressed! Let go of me!” said Hermione.

          “Don’t worry, you don’t need to be dressed where I am taking you!” said Am. He led her down the hallway and down a staircase that she has never used and to the top floor. He led her to a room that said, “RESERVED” on the door.

He opened the door and Hermione saw the most beautiful thing she could ever see!

          The room had a working scene of a waterfall surrounded by a cliff and beautiful Hydrangeas (her favorite flower!). The room had plush lavender chairs that had reading lights hanging over them. Another wall was lined with shelves of hundreds of books and Hermione had never heard of them before. The wall with the door was covered with her name written in gold and silver letters. The last wall was covered with otters and windows with beautiful flowing curtains. Hermione was completely dazzled at this room, it was perfect. She plopped onto a chair and grabbed the nearest book.

          “So, this is what goes on in a girl’s head, scary!” said Am, while raking his hair and looking around the room.

          “What is this place?” said Hermione.

          “This room turns into your perfect dream room or whatever you are feeling like!” said Am. Right after he said that, the room swirled around and it turned into black and red, fake fog was everywhere. Am couldn’t see Hermione, and you couldn’t tell where the wall is because the whole room was black, except for some red streaks here and there.

          “So this is your dream room? Fascinating, why is it so foggy and plain?” asked Hermione.

          “Because I am a mysterious person! You will just have to figure me out!” said Am.

          For the rest of the day, they were inside their dream rooms and they were running outside in the snow having a snowball fight.

          “Have you seen Hermione? She has been missing for the past 2 weeks! I only see her in classes and she is always in such a hurry to get out of them, and she doesn’t go to meals! I’m going to go look for her!” said Harry, Ron followed him outside into the Quidditch field after dinner.

          Hermione was there, riding on a broom! She was really good, Harry couldn’t quite make out the person she was flying with, though.

          “Hermione! You never fly; you said you would never ride ‘that life threatening abomination’. Who convinced you to?” asked Harry.

          The two people landed. The person flying with her was Am. When Ron saw this, he decided that they should be alone and he ran inside to do homework.

          “Up for a match? One on one? Or are you chicken?” asked Am, and then he flew into the air.  

          Harry accioed his broom and he soared into the sky. Hermione didn’t have a good feeling about this, but she watched.

          The match went pretty good, but Harry tried the Wronsky Feint on Am, but Am nimbly dodged it. Am didn’t want to tell Harry that he used to play Quidditch with Viktor or he would get suspicious. Am easily beat Harry, 250 to 150. They were only playing for points, but Am let the snitch fly and he caught it, too. After the two landed and Harry was glaring at Am while Am was smirking at Harry.

          “Harry! You did really well!” said Hermione in a romantic tone. She then tilted her head up and kissed Harry on the cheek.

          “Er- good night!” said Hermione, then she skipped to her room.

          After Hermione was out of sight, Harry and Am got into a vicious fight.

          “So, what were you trying to do? Embarrass me in front of my best friend? Well, apparently, it didn’t work! I know you are in to Hermione, but it isn’t going to happen pal!” said Harry.

          “First of all, I don’t need to embarrass you in front of anybody, you can do that yourself! It isn’t my fault you are a lousy player! Plus, I can be in to anybody I want to, you don’t own her!” said Am, then he shoved Harry in the chest.

          “I don’t want to get in a fight, but you started it!” said Harry, then he threw a punch at Am and gave him a black eye.

          Am punched Harry in the stomach and Harry grimaced in pain. Both of them decided they were even and they silently walked back to their dorms.

          Am looked on Hermione’s door and saw a note that said “Am, Go to Bed!, HG”. Am looked at his watch and saw that it was in the morning. Her walked inside the room and saw Hermione sitting there, reading.

          “Hey! OH MY GOD! What happened to your eye?” asked Hermione, she rushed over to Am and started acting like his mother, again. She went to the bathroom and got a towel with warm water on it. She laid Am on to the bed and pressed the towel against Am’s eye.

          They both looked at each other and thought of the same thing. Hermione leaned down and gave Am a ‘sympathy’ kiss. When she tried to pick her head up, he pulled her closer and kissed her. It was tender, short, but sweet. Hermione abruptly got up and lied down on her bed.

          “Good night!” said Hermione, a little too quickly.

          “Hermione, do you like Harry?” asked Am.

          “Honestly, Am, I don’t know. Ever since these past two weeks, I’ve gotten confused. Yes, I will admit that I broke up with Viktor because I had feelings for Harry, but I slapped him because Viktor threw a tantrum and was blackmailing me!” said Hermione.

          “Viktor told me that you slapped him because he wouldn’t kiss you!” said Am in a very surprised tone.

          “Am, ever since my 4^th year, I have liked Harry. Before that, I liked Ron, but he thought me a last resort, and he didn’t know I was a girl! So, I got interested in Harry! Viktor was sweet, but I had a closer relationship to Harry. I didn’t like the nasty rumors that people spread about me, but they weren’t true then! But, Am, you entered my life and now you have gotten me confused. I think we should sleep now; it is already ! Good night,” said Hermione solemnly, then she turned off the lights and faced her back to Am.

          Am had something to think about over the night.