Uh, the potion's name I got from a Latin Generator and it came out… wrong. Lol. It came out as `ЩхаÑ' Щомен ЩанÑ'' but its supposed to be something else, which always messes up when I upload it! So I changed the name of the potion in the previous chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to Harry Potter. Everything belongs to the magnificent genius J. K. Rowling
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Chapter Four:
Harry tripped over the threshold and glared at Ron as he turned to face him.
"I can't cheat on a test!" he hissed.
"Harry do you have any better ideas?" Ron whispered back.
Harry, frustrated, took his usual seat. He ran his hands through his hair and tried to steady his breathing.
"Not as late as I thought we'd be," said Hermione as she sat beside him.
Harry whipped his head towards her as heard her comment and jumped out of his seat.
"Oh bugger, say something!" "Uh s-sorry Hermione," Harry stammered. "I, er, I promised Ron that I'd sit next to him. Next to Ron. For the test."
Harry nodded assuring and sat down directly behind her. He wasn't sure who he was trying to convince his fib to more, Hermione or himself. Hermione's eyes followed him as he sat down again.
"I hope you didn't promise that so he could copy off you!"
Harry went from nodding his head to shaking his head so fast he gave himself a head rush. "Hermione I don't think you have to worry about that!"
"Worry about what?" Ron whispered as he sat next to Harry.
"Oh, I dunno Ron - about everything!" Harry hissed. Hermione glanced over her shoulder, eyebrows raised; Ron and Harry smiled their best innocent smiles at her.
Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom, looking slightly harassed.
"Please take your seat. Quills out; wands and books away. There will be absolutely no talking. You will have one hour to complete the test."
As she proceeded to pass out the tests, Harry was trying to consider his options. If he failed this test, he'd fail the course completely. And if he failed this course...
"Well I really can't help it if I can hear Hermione, can I?" he thought. "I mean, I copy her homework all the time…what's one test? Oh bullocks! I sound like Ron!"
McGonagall placed his test in front of him.
Harry looked at it like it might bite his hand off. "Ok, I can do this. Number 1: What is the (a) incantation and (b) the wand movement to transfigure animal colors? What the f-; when the hell did we do that in class!"
Hands on his head, Harry glanced up at Hermione, who was writing as if McGonagall was about to try and take her test off her.
"It's a wonder her wrist doesn't fall off," Harry grumbled to himself.
Concentrating on Hermione, he listened and copied her thoughts. She seemed to have a song stuck in her head and Harry had to keep crossing out the lyrics he had mistakenly written down.
"Slow down!" he muttered.
"Mr. Potter! No talking during a test!" Professor McGonagall exasperated. She sighed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Potter, but you'll have to retake the test in detention."
She collected his paper, actually looking sorry. Ron was looking from Harry to his test and back at Harry, then at Hermione who had turned around, disbelieving that he had gotten his test taken off him.
Harry was dumbstruck, first he had to copy Hermione, and then he gets detention. Well, at least this way he wouldn't have to cheat and could revise properly.
After what seemed like over the designated hour, Professor McGonagall collected the rest papers, and she dismissed them.
As soon as Harry, Ron, and Hermione were out of the classroom, Hermione rounded on Harry.
"I can't believe you did that! I can't believe SHE did that? You weren't actually talking, were you?" "This is SO unjust! How can she DO that? I mean, she was so - "
"Hermione, calm down. I'll just go to detention and retake it."
Hermione breathed deeply then started on her usual post-test worries.
"What did you two put for question twenty-six? I'm sure I forgot the name of that spell!" she said, searching for her book in her overloaded bag. "Oh no, oh no, oh no! I'm going to get that question wrong! What if I get it wrong? What if I get ALL the questions wrong! Oh, where IS that bloody book!"
Harry had to stop her thoughts before she made herself mad; how does she always think like that? "Hermione, I'm sure you did perfect," said Harry.
"Thanks Harry," she smiled, pulling out her book and bending her head from their sight to read a passage. "You always know what to say…". She looked up and with a "I'll see you at dinner, okay?", she headed in the direction of the library.
Ron waited until she was out of hearing range. "So how'd you find the test?"
Harry sighed, "I didn't really have a choice, so I was copying her before McGonagall took my test."
Ron looked relieved, "I hoped you had because I copied you."
Harry gave Ron a defiant stare, which wasn't as effective as he wanted it to be, as he had to look up at Ron to give it to him.
"What?" said Ron. "It's not like I was directly copying you! They weren't even really your answers! Besides, we copy off most of her work anyway!"
"True." Harry nodded and raised his eyebrows in agreement. They slowly headed towards the Great Hall.
"So you finally agree with me that you can hear what girl's are thinking?" Ron snickered.
"Yea; it's not that bad. Well, some of it is…" Harry admitted.
"Like what?" Ron questioned.
Harry opened his mouth to answer and stopped, scrunching up his brows. He had just heard someone… moaning in the broom closet to their left. Was someone hurt?
"Harry, come on, I'm famished!" said Ron.
The moaning stopped and Harry heard the same person, a girl actually, repeat something incomprehensible, but something along the lines of "har-…ha-…hard…"
Harry cocked his head, trying to listen. "Oh, `Harder'," Harry concluded. "Wha-? Harder?! … Oh!"
"Mate?"
Harry realized who was in the closet and snapped his head around at Ron. "What? … Oh - bad things about hearing… things… well just the whole idea I guess - are you hungry? I'm starving!" covered Harry and talking wildly with his hands, pulling Ron into the Great Hall. Looking over his shoulder, Harry watched as Padma Patil, Ron's ex-girlfriend, and some Ravenclaw bloke sneak out of the broom closet.
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Sorry it's so short! I needed to update and I've been pondering what to do with the rest of this chapter, so I'll just upload the part I've already done! Sorry again!
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