Draco had decided not to take Divination with Ron, Harry, and Hermione. His father had urged him to choose a practical course to take. So, he took Arithmancy. Admittedly, he had expected Hermione to take a class that was more practical and useful than Divination. But the schedule she received from McGonagall on the first morning of classes proved otherwise.
"Hermione," Ron was saying with a frown, peering over her shoulder, looking at her schedule. "They've messed up your schedule. Look–they've got you down for about ten subjects a day. There isn't enough time."
"I'll manage. I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall."
"But look," Ron continued, "see this morning? Nine o'clock, Divination. Muggle Studies and Arithmancy. All at nine o'clock. I mean, I know you're good, Hermione, but no one is that good. How're you supposed to be in three classes at once?"
"Don't be silly," Hermione returned shortly. "Of course, I won't be in three classes at once."
"Well, then–"
"Pass the marmalade," she interrupted. Absentmindedly, Draco handed her the marmalade.
"But–"
"Oh, Ron, what's it to you if my schedule's a bit full? I've told you, I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall." Draco took the schedule himself, looking it over. Ron was right. Hermione was taking three subjects all at the same time.
"Granger," Draco said, "why are you even taking Muggle Studies? You're a Muggle-born." Hermione let out an exasperated sigh.
"I want to experience it from the perspective of wizards."
"Well, if you ask me, it's a waste of your time," Draco stated. "And, Granger, you're going to burn yourself out taking all these subjects at once. Why didn't you just choose from the choices like everyone else?" Hermione huffed in irritation.
"I've fixed it all with McGonagall, Draco," she snapped, snatching her schedule back from him. "Let it go."
Draco did for the time being, but his curiosity returned the moment he learned that Granger had indeed been in Divination with Harry and Ron while she had been in Arithmancy with Draco.
It really didn't take him a long time after that to figure out what was going on. She began to constantly wear a chain around her neck, suddenly appeared in all their classes, and her schedule was apparently completely correct. The only problem Draco had with his theory was that he couldn't find a rational explanation for why McGonagall would give a third year a Time-Turner. Sure, Hermione was responsible and wouldn't abuse the gift given to her, but Draco was still certain that Dumbledore had gone mad for allowing this.
To their credit, Harry and Ron could see that Hermione was hiding something from them. Over knowing them the last few years, Draco had come to the conclusion that his friends were oblivious to almost everything. At least they were able to see what was right in front of them.
The seam on Hermione's bag split as they were walking to lunch after Potions one day. Draco wasn't surprised to see the heavy books crammed into the bag. Hermione usually carrying books, but Draco was surprised that it hadn't broken before this time.
"Why are you carrying all these around with you?" Ron asked her. Draco glanced up to see that Harry and Ron had also noticed that Hermione's bag was beginning to break.
"You know how many subjects I'm taking," Hermione replied. She took three of the books out and carried it while they walked. Ron frowned at the titles of the books.
"You haven't got any of these subjects today. It's only Defense Against the Dark Arts this afternoon."
"Oh yes," Hermione said vaguely. "I hope there's something good for lunch, I'm starving." She marched off toward the Great Hall.
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The Brave at Heart
Fanfiction"He could only imagine what his father was going to say when he heard. Oh, he had really done it this time. His father had once told him he was a disgrace to the Malfoy name and now he really was. It wasn't supposed to have gone this way. He was sup...
