Malfoy woke up with a sharp headache. The feeling was as if the little clove was floating inside the skull box, then so was the case, crashing the sharp end. Blaise snored on the next bed. Barely heard. It was time to get up.
Damn it, what the hell?
Draco went to the shower. The cold water made him feel a little, but immediately made him remember yesterday night. How dare she talk to him like that? Like she 's... Above him? No one can be above him. Especially this fool Granger. What a fucking name. Draco scraped his face. You can 't leave everything like that. She must be punished.
Next duty to wait a long time. And this sheep will only take points off the faculty. But there are meetings of all the school leaders. You 'll regret being born. Grr.
That anger again. She went up from the heels through the whole body and hit directly in the head. The pain resumed with renewed strength.
I 'll kill her. I 'll destroy it.
Hermione woke up to the feeling of moisture on her nose. Two huge green eyes look at her. The livoglot, with an unremarkable view, continued to lick the tip of the girl 's nose. Hermione twitched. The cat jumped, all the way showing dissatisfaction with the behavior of his mistress.
Yesterday 's anger hasn 't left her yet. Although, there was some sense of satisfaction. She paid for Malfoy. That self-satisfied jerk. At some point she answered him. And quite worthy. The lips stretched in a grin curve.
Despite the approaching weekend, the day promised to be long and saturated. The first lesson was potions. Further transfiguration combined with Sliserin. Hermione scraped her nose. Lunch, two more lessons. And the longest-awaited, and at the same time exciting, meeting of the leaders. Hermione was a little scared. It certainly sounds funny, after all that 's happened. She fought a real war for years, and she was scared of some kind of meeting. Griffindorca was never a leader. Usually, this place was for Harry. And now she, the girls 'chief at Hogwarts, should be an example to everyone else. But, damn it, what a bad time for such a position, for such a responsibility. When Hermione seems to be happy, and at the same time, she doesn 't care.
The girl started noticing it in the summer. Everything that used to please her started to disappear. Many close people died in this war, and with those who survived, relations did not develop. All the feelings that once overwhelmed the girl thickened, gathered in one huge lump and gave rise to anger, unfamiliar to her before. But Hermione tried to keep herself, to keep her emotions. She spent most of her time in reflection, memories. Every day she mentally returned to the happiest minutes of her life, trying to summon something. But the warmth of these memories, which used to overflow griffindorca, was now barely felt, and in recent days has disappeared altogether.
Hermione tried to think well. Time is a lecturer, she thought. The best solution is to immerse yourself in study, not to leave a minute to stupid thoughts. And the new position will only help. Add new responsibilities. Yeah, we just have to wait a little while. To endure. To switch.
The first lesson went fast enough. Professor Slusnorth loaded them with homework, which Hermione was very happy with. What don 't you say about Harry.
"Is he serious?" First week. Where so much?
- We have final examinations on the nose, actually. Everything is fair. It is necessary to begin to prepare, - the true Graingersick tone.
- Hermione, exams at the end of the year, and now the first week. We still have a year in stock, Harry pushed his textbook away.
"It 's not enough," the girl brushed. After a moment, she decided to ask. - There is a lead from Ron? - from the same question on the body ran torches.
"No, he 's not answering me. But yesterday Jeannie wrote that Mr Withley would be back a bit earlier than planned. Maybe they 'll be here in 2 weeks.
"All right. I am glad, - the girl fell out and, having captured "Extended course of potion," ran out of the office. Harry didn 't immediately know what had happened. A moment and Hermione had already fled the door. The guy didn 't run after her, he knew griffindorke needed a couple of minutes alone. Especially Harry 's already figured out where she 's going. He packed a bag and walked slowly to the exit.