The start of the year is not that good for Harry. An elf named Dobby creates trouble for him and what's even worse is that shocking revelation made by Hermione in Diagon Alley. This year isn't going to be easy.
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Things could not have been worse. Hermione having a boyfriend, who was also known as 'The Playboy Of Hogwarts' and at the same time crushing on their stupid DADA teacher, was not easy for Harry to see.
Hermione was an innocent and angelic girl and she was not supposed to be in love with a devil and toxic boy, who knew nothing but how to be a jerk. Although, Harry had known that girls always like bad boys. But he definitely didn't know that Hermione was one of them too.
But, still, there was something different about Hermione. She never pissed Harry off because of Marcus. Their friendship was still the same. She used to sit with Harry in classes, help him with homework, talk to him, tease him, and everything else they did in first year. The problem was, she also did all of this with the moron. Some extra activities added too, like kissing, cuddling and other couple-ish things.
One thing that Harry and Marcus were both jealous of was the way Hermione looked at Gilderoy Lockhart. There new DADA teacher. Now this asshole, was a celebrity. And a national crush too. And extremely handsome too. And awfully flirtatious too. And always surrounded by girls too. And Hermione was one of the girls too.
Hermione's hand shot up in the air again for the question Lockhart just asked.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" Lockhart said, shooting a charming smile towards her. Hermione blushed and stood up.
"Your favorite colour is red, sir!" Hermione answered.
"That's absolutely correct!" Gilderoy cried. "Red, the color of love! You seem to know a lot about me, Miss Granger!"
Gilderoy winked at Hermione. She blushed harder and smiled sheepishly. Harry, who was sitting next to her was making puking faces.
"Now, next question. What is my favourite hobby?" Gilderoy asked.
Hermione's hand shot up again. But this time someone else's hand was in the air too. It was Marcus'.
"Yes, Mr. Lynchburg?" Gilderoy said. "Let's give a chance to him, can we Miss Granger?"
Marcus stood up and smiled stupidly.
"Limping around with that stupid face of yours and staring at girls' asses!' Marcus said as if he had just said that the sky is blue.
The class burst out laughing. Lockhart's ears turned pink. His smile vanished into thin air.
"Mr. Lynchburg!" He roared. "Detention with me on Monday!"
"Come on, Marcus! Not again!" Hermione muttered under her breath. Marcus was busy flashing smiles at the girls who completed his sense of humour.
