Chapter 1: Hogwarts: a History II.
Hermione Granger, 16-year-old Gryffindor prefect sat in front of the roaring fire reading Hogwarts: a History, Volume II. She and Harry, being both prefects, had separate dorms from the rest of the Gryffindors. She rather liked it since it gave her privacy.. time to read for herself, away from Lavender and Parvati who only giggled and talked about boys, fashion and beauty, neither of which she knew about or cared.. much. Harry and Hermione also had a kind of small common room which wasn't as big as the Gryffindor one, but quite big for it to be for only two people. It had a fluffy red couch for three, completely comfortable to lie in on chilly afternoons and curl up in front of the fire with a hot mug of chocolate, or plop down after an exhausting flying lesson when she usually ended up with a scraped knee or something.. she had to admit she was rather lame at handling a broom.
The common room also had a table to the left, where Hermione usually spent most of her time studying or doing homework. It seemed to have been made especially for her, since it looked small but all her books and piles of homework always fit, and she had no trouble organizing herself with that marvelous piece of furniture she liked to consider her own. She was very glad that Harry barely ever did homework, and when he did, he'd go over to the Gryffindor common room to do it with Ron, or rather, copy it from someone with Ron.
On the back of the room there was a small door that which lead into the bathroom, which they shared. To the left was Hermione's dorm; and to the right was Harry's.
Hermione was chewing on her bottom lip as she read an interesting passage about Hogwart's ghosts, a bit of their history when they were alive, so that's why the Bloody Baron was so insufferable… She had been reading for quite a while now and was starting to doze off with the sound of the crakling fire when a loud sound startled her. She dropped the book, startled, as a very feisty-looking Harry burst into their common room, slamming the portrait that served as the entrance hard against the wall. The sphinx on the portrait roared loudly and then proceeded to mutter a series of curses that made Hermione gasp.
"Heya Hermsi" slurred Harry, "how come you wer… wher… wertent… weeereen't… weren't at the party at the common rum? I mean, iz not everyday we beat the crap atta Slytherin... ok, maybe it is, let me rephrrrase it." He chuckled "Ron did a really good job! He was grreat, you saw him, didn't you? He caught looooaads of shots. You should have been celebra…tating with us". He said, making exaggerated gesture when he mentioned the amount of shots Ron caught.
"Oh Harry, honestly, I WAS there, I just left early because I don't like those kinds of'parties' you call... too much mess; plus, you and Ron were having a little too much butter-beer, you were acting plainly stupid" scowled Hermione as she bent down to pick up the book and look for her previous place.
Harry didn't seem to have heard as he gazed intently at the book. "You can't possibly have stayed just to read that book did you?" he asked as he bent over Hermione's shoulder to get a better glimpse.
Hermione shrugged him off and bluntly ignored him, irritated because he obviously hadn't heard a single thing she had said. Tucking a stray curl behind her ear, as she buried herself on the book again, intent on finishing at least the bloody paragraph.
"Hermione? Hermiiiiioneeeee?" said Harry as he moved to stand in front of her.
She just continued to ignore him, though a small smile was slowly creeping up her lips as she saw Harry wave his hands in front of her face and then wobble his entire body to get her attention.
"See what I tell you! Now you've gone bloody daft because of this book, you read to much Hermy-oh-ny… hey! That sounds like: hey! my oh! knee.." Harry said, chuckling at his new joke but quickly regaining his 'seriousness'
"I demand you give it to me now! Come on! Hand it over!" he said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Since Hermione refused to simply acknowledge his presence, he moved to grasp the book, but Hermione switched her seat and moved to the other side of the couch and Harry nearly toppled over from momentum.
"Seriously Harry, stop bickering and go away, I'm NOT giving you the book, now sod off" replied Hermione, furthermore annoyed by the fact that she had lost her place in the book yet again.
Harry bowed his head and started to walk towards his dorm, Hermione sighed and opened the book again when Harry snatched it, surprising her with his speed and said "you want it, come and get it."
Hermione scowled and yelled after him "Honestly Harry, stop acting so childish and..."but her remark was cut short as the bedroom door was banged shut.
"Damn his seeker abilities!"