forbidden but not impossible

where it started

I was finally back where it all started. A whole string of emotions flowed through me. Hurt,pain,relief,curiosity. I wanted to know what the ministry was talking about why the older years were sent here to early and hurt that ron would betray me. I started walking toward the school gates and said the password to allow myself in. I walked and walked and walked around the school lost in thought. Ron had to be falsely accused,  he was my soulmate. I've been with him for years. Granted he was kinda distant but the war had changed everyone. It was normal for people to change. It wasnt right that I was judging him off that.
Thump!!
I smacked into a something hard making me bounce back on to the ground by the lake. I looked up  to see ....professor.....SNAPE???
T-that wasnt possible he died during the war. I watched as the snake bit him. I cried for him. I stood up as fast I could pulling my wand to hex the imposter.
He stared at me as if he was bored and in a monotone voice he said " I  would watch it you insolent witch"
I rambled with my words.
How? When? No?! You died!!
He continued to look At me as if I was the dumbest person on earth and after a long pause he  finally spoke
"For being the brightest witch of your age you obviously dont have common sense. Do I look dead?"
He swung around  marching in the opposite direction.
Hermione was still facing complex emotions as she continues towards the school. She stopped at the front of the door sending a patraunous to her beloved headmaster, letting her know that she had arrived early.
              5 minutes later...
Mrs. Mcgonagall was in front of Hermione wrapping her into a hug.
Hermione she shouted "how have you been!? Why are you here so ealry!? Come in!!"
Hermione smiled at her headmasters eagerness and followed her happily to her office.
Once they reached there destination. Her favorite mother like figure said her password and walked into the office. Hermione sat down and automatically broke into tears. Professor mcgonagall was at her side in a matter of seconds. "What's wrong?"
Hermione sniffled and began to tell her everything. By the time hermione was done explaining she had managed to calm down but mcgonagall was flustered. Hermione didnt let this go by unnoticed. "What's wrong professor?" She answer "nothing I'm just so glad your back!!!" And was more then willing to show her to the grufndor prefect girl room for the time being. They walked in silence for a couple minutes until they reached the room and mcgonagall to Hermione the pass word "sugar honey lemon drops" the person in the painting came to the to open the passage. Hermione was preparing to say hi to the fat lady but to her surprise Dumbledore came. With cheery words he greeted Hermione and a great big smile. And opened the dorm room door. And waved goodbye.  Hermione smiled at them both and settled in to the room. But desided against unpacking. She remembered mcgonagall saying it was just for the time being of her being early. That made hermione even more upset . She was upset but not about ron being a traitor for some reason that didnt upset her she was upset that it didnt upset her. She sighed and laid on the bed. The room was very gryffindor like. It had red walls was with a gold strip outline with a gold miorr . The bed was a king size bed with yellow and red sheets and comforters. There was even a red and gold bathroom connected with a bathtub and shower that could for 5 people. I wish I could say that Dumbledore didnt have a favorite but he obviously did.  The bed felt as if it was made of clouds with warm soft linen or automatically put me to sleep
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For the next two days I stayed in my room studying for anything and everything that might appear in this years new lesson. But there was hardly anything I didnt already study so I grew bored and read a few muggle romance books. Which I very much believed there was room for 2 on the the bored but sho am I to judge? The days passed by quick and i had to admit it was relaxing to finally get a chance to take  some time for myself. When I had lived with ronald I was always like another without actually being a mother. I would make him sandwiches, clean the house , and watch him drink the 6 months away. I hated it when he drank. He wouldn't hit me but the things he said to me weren't particularly nice either. I drew my self out of my thoughts as I felt a poke on my shoulder. It was harry and I couldn't help but smile it was finally the day everyone had returned. After what had seemed as centuries of catching up. Headmaster mcgonagall had stepped on stage.
     "Welcome back 6th and 7th years!!"
Everybody clapped including what was left of the slytherin table. I felt bad for the table. They were unusually quiet. I didnt blame them for what there parents did,  it wasnt there fault on how they were raised. However I knew most people wouldn't see it this way. Mcgonagall stopped sounding so cheery and took a pause. During this pause I chanced a glance at all the professors amongst the front of the room making awkward eye contact with the "dead" professor.  I still cant believe he lied to everybody. Once mcgonagall started  talking again I averted my eyes to look back at her. She started with a grave voice.
            Students of Hogwarts I'm sorry to say but there was a spell cast upon the sorting hat for your years and your years only that which sorted you into the wrong houses ! You will be resorted into the proper house. Please line up
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There was shouting and gasps everywhere but eventually everyone lined up and one by one everyone's names got called up.
Harry potter!  ....gryfndor

Pansy Parkinson... hufflepuff

Blaise zabani ... slytherin

Ginny weasley...ravenclaw

And the names kept being called until it was just me and malfoy in line.
I always knew I always suspected I was a ravenclaw so i didnt really worry.  Draco was called up and got to keep his house. Which nobody was surprised. I only was a little distraught that I would be away from my friends. So I walked up to the stool and sat down. The hat was placed onto my head
Hermione Granger... slytherin
Everybody gasped .
"No professor this is wrong!!! It's still cursed."
After a disapproving look I shyly walked over and sat at the end of slytherin table. The room was dead silent.