When Hermione Fights

Revenge Begins

Revenge Begins

We spent Sunday in one way or another to our likings. There were no special occurrences, and thanks to Professor Snape I tried to make myself invisible, which I succeeded in fabulously. I had even finished my dinner - which was my only real meal in the hall - so fast, that I had disappeared before he showed up. But I also unfortunately hadn't seen Draco thanks to my excellent tactic. But it was worth it, because I would see Snape early enough on Monday morning again and so I gave myself another peaceful day, whilst I could deceive myself that I wouldn't have to be scared of his revenge.

"Hermione?" it came hesitantly. "Yes, Harry?" I kindly turned to him.

"It's about your idea that I should teach..." He looked a bit unsure.

"Yes, did you think about it?" I gave him an encouraging smile.

"Mh-hm, yes, but I still don't know if I'm the right one! I mean, you're much more suitable!" it came weakly from Harry, when we were interrupted, because Ron now threw himself onto the couch next to Harry.

"Nonsense, Harry! I told you Hermione was right. You'd be perfect!", Ron said firmly, which made me smile at Ron from the bottom of my heart, because he finally saw something in the right way. Miracles happened and it was nice when one could be there to experience it in person.

"Harry, why do you doubt it?" I looked at him anxiously.

"I mean, what can I do? I'm nothing special," he pointed at himself, unsure.

"Harry, please, you're quite powerful! Lazy, but powerful. Your spells have real strength and you're the only one who has faced evil. Believe me you are exactly the right one!" I tried to convince him. He looked at me very insecure and even if I didn't like the idea, I knew it was the right thing for Harry. It would also make him grow up, the responsibility, I hoped. But I still needed help, he wasn't convinced yet. But I knew who could help me and I just knew, he would be enthusiastic and would support me in my endeavour to convince Harry.

"Harry, do you want to make Sirius aware of the idea and hear his opinion?" I asked hesitantly. It was like switching on a bulb. It wasn't easy for me to suggest this, and to know that I would see him again so soon, but the only way to reach my goal quickly was this approach. This would be the easiest way to convince Harry of my idea and so I just had to do it. Thus we wrote Sirius a letter with the request to appear on Monday at midnight in the fireplace again, and Harry headed happily for the Owl Tower. As he told us afterwards, he met Cho and she helped him save the letter from Filch, because he wanted to prevent him from sending it. Well, the girl finally got her act together again. Her being so slow and shy was very annoying, as I found.

Monday morning came as sure as the Amen in the church, unfortunately! And with it also my morning run, which in the increasingly colder air made every bit of tiredness disappear. Draco gave me a gentle but well-hidden smile from the Slytherin table. Also, you could see that the students around him were even more afraid of him than before. It would be interesting to know how the thing had gone between him and Snape. Who had won? Could such an argument be won at all?

According to Draco's autocratic appearance, my answer seemed to be a yes for Draco! Also, how all of his mates idolized him was confirmation enough. Okay, I just got sick.

Hey, folks, he already has a real big ego, don't blow it up even more. I shook my head smiling at my blasphemous thoughts. Now it was time for me to brew potions and to not show a single thing. How does one say so beautifully? Grit your teeth and get to it! Yeah, I got lucky for once, almost impossible to believe. No, I didn't believe it myself. When I entered the dark classroom with the Gryffindors, Snape glanced at me maliciously, hidden under his long hair, but he didn't have time for much more, I couldn't believe my luck, because Umbridge wanted to carry out her inspection in Snape's class. I could have danced I was so happy. There was apparently still someone who he hated even more than me and this was a pink toad that thought herself to be very important!