Short Change Hero

Chapter 10: I Need A Minute Because It Has Begun

Chapter Ten

I need a Minute Because It Has Begun

"Even a well lit place,

Can hide Salvation,

A map to a one man maze that never sees the sun,

Where the lost are the Hero's,

And the thieves are left to drown,

But everyone knows by now,

Fairy tales are not found,

They're written in the walls,

As we walk in a straight line,

down in the dirt with a landslide approaching,

but nothing could ever stop us,

from stealing our own place in the sun,

we will face the odds against us

and run into the fear we run from,

it has begun..."

It has Begun by Starset

Still Monday September 23rd, 1996

In the Hallways- After Dinner

Briskly rushing down the empty corridors that led to the Gryffindor common rooms, Hermione quickly made her way passed the occasional groups of wandering students and some of the rather chatty ghosts. Huffing as she ascended a set of stairs, and feeling quite irritated by the disturbing thoughts of an obnoxious Slytherin git, which had been pestering her all day long. Said thoughts about him that she saw in her mind consisted of his mouth-watering scent that made her head dizzy from the mere memory and about earlier how she found herself looking towards his lips.

Just thinking about him yet again made her cheeks hot and her mouth go dry causing her to feel rather light headed. Inhaling a deep gulp of breath, she walked past The Fat Lady Painting, into the Gryffindor common rooms trying to clear the current thoughts clouding her mind. The only reasonable explanation she could think of as to why she was thinking about, him was that she was most likely nervous about meeting him within the next half an hour and without her wand nonetheless.

Once inside her room, she discarded her book bag along with her suddenly heavy dress robes onto her bed but remained in her sweater vest along with her plaid knee length skirt. With a sigh, she reached inside the pocket of her now unessential dress robes to retrieve her potion of Liquid Luck taking in hand to put it with her other potions inside her chest at the end of her bed.

'Don't want anyone who is nosey finding this, so charming all of my potions to look identical seems easy enough... Better safe, than sorry. That is, after I get my wand back...' Hermione thought to herself as she placed the potion down in a smaller box, before her. Just when she was about to close the box, she saw the Sleekeasy Hair Potion she had bought from Fred and George's shop just before the start of the school year. Lifting her hand to feel her hair gently, she rolled her eyes thinking about how Malfoy told her that her hair had been in quite the state and unfortunately, the prat was right about one thing.

Pulling at the lid of the potion, she then took in the wafting scent of peaches and cream with a small smile while closing her eyes. Looking over the small print upon the back of the potion, she read that it took fifteen minutes to take effect and that the potion had three uses total. Shrugging she took a rather quick sip of the potion, hoping that it would work on her monstrously frizzy hair; she then was startled by the dorms room door being throwing open harshly then shut behind the person.