Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter XXX

Hogwarts, Unplottable Location, Scotland, Great Britain

Monday the 6th of June 1994

12:30 PM

"I'm exhausted and hungry" Hermione sighed. Bella frowned at her sister as she ate. Hermione had been frantic for the past few days and just two weeks ago, she had quit Divination in a fit of rage. Hermione's storming from the classroom had been memorable and Blaise and Bella had to restrain the girl to stop her from strangling Trelawney...

"This is utterly moronic."

Everyone in the smoky North Tower looked to a bored and narrow eyed Hermione Granger. Bella could see the hostility in her stature. If any made to contradict her, she'd snap out of them with her fist. That wouldn't be good.

Hermione had a powerful left hook despite being right handed. Blaise was sitting a few tables away with a very bored looking Malfoy. They seemed to have come to the same conclusion as Hermione.

"My dear, I am sorry to say that I knew from the moment you walked into the class that you did not have what it takes for the noble art of Divination requires. I've never met a student with such a mundane mind" Trelawney said in her breathy voice. Hermione stood up and slammed her hand on the table Bella, Ron and fshe were sitting at. The wood gave a groan of protest and almost crippled from the force.

"Is that correct? I know much more than you, you fraud. I know a real Seer. You are not it" Hermione spat. Trelawney glared at her with enormous eyes.

"Dear, your eyes are closed to what is front of you..."

"Pretty, pretty eyes. I'd love them in my collection."

The room froze and Bella turned wide-eyed to look at Hermione. The words 'pretty, pretty' had made Blaise and Draco stand in horror. Ron was gaping. The room was staring at Hermione in surprise. The implications she had made were unmistakable.

"Excuse me, darling?" Trelawney asked in genuine surprise.

"She finds me. Whispers things. She's telling me that the big eyes are pretty. She wants them" Hermione muttered to herself. In the tense silence she could be heard relatively well. Bella stood up and grabbed Hermione in a chokehold just as the girl almost lunged.

"No, you don't. Come on, Hermione. Someone didn't take their fucking potion at breakfast" Bella sighed in annoyance. Hermione attempted to pull away from her but couldn't manage.

"Angel. Pretty angel. Angel you didn't want to play with me before. Will you now?" asked Hermione, patiently. Bella snickered and nudged the back of Hermione's neck as Blaise got up from his seat and tapped Hermione's arms. They fell loose at her sides and he sighed.

"Later, Hermione. Blaise, go and...check on her before dragging her to the Hospital Wing. If necessary, take her to Tom. If she resists, I mean. Hermione, stop that. Don't bite" Bella said, warily, looking down at the girl in her chokehold. Hermione jerked from the grasp finally and turned to look at the horrorstruck classroom. Trelawney was still frozen.

"Principessa, let's go" Blaise urged. Hermione shook her head.

"No."