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✄hermione stood by the great hall doors with her suitcase tugging behind her

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hermione stood by the great hall doors with her suitcase tugging behind her. she smiled at the christmas decorations before spotting her three friends.

she walked down the some-what empty great hall and stopped next to the three.

the watched quietly, only ron having noticed her presence.

ron observed the chess board before a smug look came upon his face.

"queen to e5." ron commanded with the chess piece doing exactly that.

hermione scowled, "that's totally barbaric!" she stated, causing all three to look at her.

ron shrugged, "that's wizards chess." he smirked. he glanced down at hermione's suitcase, "i see you've packed."

hermione raised an eyebrow, "see you haven't." she spat back.

y/n rolled her eyes as ron informed her, "change of plans. my parent's decided to go to romania, to visit my brother charlie. he's studying dragons there."

hermione glanced down at y/n subtly before looking back at the ginger haired boy, "good, you and y/n can help harry then. he's going to go look in the library for information on nicholas flamel." she told the two.

ron scoffed, "we've looked a hundred times." he said in disbelief to harry.

hermione leant onto the table next to y/n before whispering, "not in the restricted section," she sternly smiled before grabbing the handle of her suitcase, "have a good christmas."

she then walked away. y/n turned back around with a sigh.

ron shook his head before speaking to the two, "i think we have a bad influence on her."

the two nodded before they all went back to the chess game.

in the end, ron won against harry. ron then challenged y/n who refused and excused herself to her dorm.

as ron watched her leave, he made a mental note to write a letter to mum.





y/n got to her dorm in fatigue, quickly sitting on her bed.

she looked towards her desk and saw the moving photo that her and ron took on the first day.

she smiled before taking it into her hands, watching the photo play on repeat.

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