Title: Hogwarts High
Author: Michelle Kay
Disclaimer: Of course these are JKRs wonderful characters. I have no money if you'd sue me anyway.
Summary: The students of Hogwarts have been informed that their school is no longer safe. How will they fair when they're transferred to scattered high schools across Europe temporarily and will the trio be split up?
A/N: My, my, my… It has been awhile, hasn't it? Well, it has been 5 months, I suppose. I haven't been writing anything. As some of you may know, I'm currently a freshman (oh my) and the workload is crazy this year. School is winding down a bit so I decided to write another chapter. (I feel so horrible for making everyone wait so long - though half of you probably won't return) Well, I hope you enjoy. Frequent updates?
Chapter Three
Everyone's face dropped from their recent excitement. They were going to be split up after all? The group just sat and stared in shock at the letters on Hermione's paper that clearly stated that she would, indeed, be leaving them (and for God knows how long).
Hermione breathed out steadily. "Well, of course, I mean… Someone had to be split up from the group." She smiled weakly and set the paper down on the floor, carefully, as if being nice to it would somehow switch the letters around.
A moment later Dobby rushed into the room carrying an envelope. He rushed straight passed the group (who hadn't noticed he had even gone by). A minute later he came back towards them.
"Hermione Granger!" He said, breaking the silence. "A letter for you, miss!" He laid it down beside Harry, a red and green sock wrapped around it. Harry couldn't help but smile when he handed it to Hermione.
With greedy eyes Hermione opened it quickly, closing her eyes, intent to see STONEWALL printed in big, black letters across the page. She took the paper out, folded up it sat in her hand, only for a moment before Ron grabbed it, opened it and announced to everyone that Hermione's placement had been changed.
The group's audible sigh of relief seemed to calm the whole common room. Everyone looked pretty pleased with themselves, except for Ron, who had the same look on his face, that he had only a moment before.
They looked at him questionably. He answered their question by simply turning the paper around. Clearly printed in large black letters were the words Clarington High School.
Hermione looked slightly annoying at all of this and left the group sitting there, insisting that she needed to start packing if they were to leave the next morning and that they should get to packing as well.
"I can't believe we're going to be split up." Harry said solemnly. The others nodded in agreement. "Hang on." Harry said with a smile.
"Harry, what are you smiling about? We just found out we might not see Hermione for once. You know as well as I that there's no way you'll be able to transfer." Ginny stated, rather annoyed at his behaviour.
"Listen, I know what we can do." Harry said with a grin. "There's nothing we can do about Hermione leaving. But we might as well make the best of this night. We can't let Hermione mope around - only to have to leave tomorrow morning." Harry concluded brightly.
The group agreed and started making rounds. Telling people to come down to the commons at midnight for a departure party was no easy task, especially with people crying right and left. However, the three friends had finished and everyone had agreed to show up.
A few hours later everyone had gone to bed early, to get as much sleep as possible before the big party. Ron and Ginny were somewhere out in the hallways of the school on their way to the kitchens to gather food and drinks for everyone (with Dobby's help, of course).
Harry had stayed behind, fixing up the common room for what was only about an hour away. He had moved the couches over to the side so there was room on the floor. He had enchanted to fire to turn different colors and had pulled out tables. Not having much to decorate with he had settled on toilet paper (much to Ginny's protest) which was now wrapped around everything, hanging from the ceiling and even splayed all over the carpet.
Harry had just finished using up the last bit of toilet paper when Ron and Ginny quietly came into the room (careful not to wake anyone who would ruin the surprise). Ginny took one look at the room and started hiding the bottles of water behind the tables.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked, looking at her oddly.
Ginny just laughed and noted that if anyone drank too much water - they might have a major problem. The three each laughed drank a butterbeer only to realize it was time to get everyone up.
Ginny hurried up the stairs to the girl's dormitory, eager to get the party started. Harry and Ron headed up to the boy's dormitory and woke everyone up as well (excluding the 11-13 year olds). They all rushed downstairs and waited patiently for everyone else to arrive.
Ginny quietly led the other 6th year girls downstairs while Hermione soundly slept. After she had escorted them out she woke Hermione, saying that she needed her to come downstairs for a minute.
Hermione, being only barely lucid followed Ginny down the stairs and into the common room. She gasped at all the people below her. She wasn't sure how to react until she saw Harry, standing amongst her follow witches and wizards smiling up at her.
She smiled back and made her way to him. Of course, Ginny had already engulfed herself into the crowd of buzzed teens. She wrapped her arms around him in thanks and frowned at her dishevelled appearance.
Harry, almost as if reading her mind said "Hermione, you look fantastic." With that, the party rolled on - getting crazier by the moment.
Ron found himself making out with a girl, whose name he wasn't quite sure of, in the corner of the room. Harry was chatting with Seamus and Dean about how even some Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and to everyone's surprise, Slytherins had managed to show up.
Luna had spotted Ron and, without warning, had pulled him off of her and started dancing around him like a mad women. Ron barely had time to realize what had happened when the girl stomped off. He shrugged it off and continued to dance with Luna.
Hermione was enjoying herself quite a bit, to her surprise. She maybe had a few too many butterbeers and she was pretty sure that someone had spiked the last bottle with something a little stronger.
She shrugged and realized there was nothing she could do about it now and continued to enjoy herself on the last night with her friends.
The party dragged long into the night, and the professors had managed to not hear them the whole night (to everyone's relief). Everyone had gotten a bit of alcohol in their system and there was no telling what was to come the following morning.
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