Something New: A Dramione Fanfiction

A Dance? A Dance.

Theres some important shit at the end so make sure to check that out!!
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Hermione's POV:

"I swear I'm going to fail all of my exams! Mum's going to kill me! I promised her I'd get above average in all the subjects!"

I sighed and plopped down next to Neville at the Gryffindor table in the great hall. "Calm down Ronald you'll be fine! I'm sure you did great!"

"Yeah easy for you to say! You've memorized everything we've ever been taught! I on the other hand can't remember how to make something levitate and about 99% sure I failed everything but Astrology and Potions!"

"Please," I shook my head. "There's no way anyone could fail in Care of Magical Creatures."

"Yeah well I wouldn't be too sure of that," Ron ducked his head sheepishly. "I never go to Hagrid's classes. They're just so boring! And I can't help but feel that one day Hagrid'll take us down to see those spiders again. I'm thinking of not taking that class next year."

"What?!" My mouth fell. "Do you know how hurt Hagrid will be??"

"It's one less class to fail for our end of the year exams next year!"

I rolled my eyes a picked up what looked like jelly in a cup. "Well I'm still going to attend that class. And Harry will too...right." I glared at Harry who was silently shoving bacon in his mouth.

He nodded, I'm guessing slightly scared of me.

"Come to think of it," I looked up, trying to remember. "I don't believe I finished that project where we had to take care of that unhatched dragon! I remember Malfoy and I being partners, and me seeing you, Ronald, with Lavender. I got all jealous and that made Malfoy mad for some reason. He got all pissed at me and called me a mudblood, and we had that huge fight. Then Ron, you and I had that huge fight because you were freaking just pretending to be with Lavender!

"That event still gives me a headache when I think about it," Neville shook his head.

"I believe I stayed locked up in my bedroom for an entire week, saying that I was sick, just to avoid seeing you and Malfoy! I don't really know what he did with our dragon though..." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I don't think Malfoy was there that week either," Harry shrugged, finally speaking. "You guys I guess just didn't hand in your project."

"Oh no!" I gasped. "Well there goes my Care of Magical Creatures grade!"

"Okay calm down Miss Perfect Student!" Ron said. "I don't hand in like any of my projects, so I wouldn't worry if I were you."

I was just about to talk back, when Professor Mcgonagall stood up at the front. She cleared her throat, getting everyone's attention, then spoke. "Now that exams are over, and there is just one and a half weeks left of school, we have quite a lot of activities to fulfil." She stood up straighter, waiting for a few kids to stop chatting within themselves, before continuing. "On Saturday, just two days from now, we will be holding a graduation ceremony for the eighth years! Now I'm aware we usually don't do that, and I'm sure quite a few of you are confused. It's usually a muggle tradition that muggle students similar to yourselves, have after 12 years of school."

Ron's eyes almost popped out of his head. "Bloody hell! 12 years?" He whispered. "I can barely get through 7!"

Harry and I grinned before turning back to Mcgonagall. "We will be having that on Saturday, so all year eighths, tomorrow early morning, we will have a practice graduation run, and all eighth years, no excuses, must attend. And on Saturday, we will be holding the graduation in this hall; the tables will be moved. Parents of the graduates and only the graduates will be coming in as well, and any other students here are free to attend. To support a sibling, or friend, or just want to see what a muggle graduation really is. Are we clear on that?"