💜Locked in Love💜

Meeting him

I ended up writing this all over again. In like 2 months. Wow.

Enjoy!

Hermione's POV: 

*Beep! Beep! Beep!

I roll out of bed groaning. I had slept late the night before, too busy cleaning up my room and listening to BTS. 

My alarm said it was 7:30, which gave me a bit of time to get ready. 

After a nice, relaxing, warm shower (because cold showers are horrible), I put on my prepicked outfit. It was something that would look cute, but comfortable and not attention-seeking.

Breakfast was a simple toast with coffee and a few strawberries. I packed all of my perfect, neat, color-coded, notes into my backpack. 

Sighing, I mutter, "Hermione, you are brilliant. You are smart, you are prepared, and you will make this day your best one yet!"

Yes, I know I'm weird. But it helps, trust me. 

Rushing, I burst out the front door to sprint to the school. Hogwarts High School is a while away, maybe 15 minutes. I only had 20 minutes to get to class. 

"Please, please, don't let me be late," I breathe out as I sprint to the front entrance. I dash through the doors and skid to the main office. 

"Hermione Granger, hi, can I pick up my schedule?" I gasp, trying to catch my breath. 

The secretary snaps her gum and points to the counter, not even sparing me a glance.
"Right there, hon, and take a cup of water on your way to class before you pass out. Have a nice day." She says in a monotone voice. 

"Thank you!" I call out before snatching the piece of paper and a nearby map.  

I find my homeroom, and see that I have a couple of minutes before class, so I also find my locker and the textbooks that I needed inside of it. 

Taking all my books out of my locker, I struggle to carry them all in a pile.

Managing to more or less balance all of them in my arms, I start to walk quickly to class, and-

Everything goes flying. 

Gasping, I see all of my neat, organized, notes fall out of their folders and spread all over the floor. 

I look up and see a black-haired boy grinning down at me. Then, somehow, he smiles even more sinisterly, and he dumps his papers all over mine. 

Excellent. Just great. Amazing. 

Now, everything was a mess all over the floor, papers crumpled up and stepped on. 

I had no notes for anything. I was unprepared. I, Hermione Granger, was unprepared for the first time. 

"What is wrong with you?!" I spit at the boy.

He laughs.

I try to gather up the notes that look like mine and shove what looks like his into another messy pile. 

"Here. Find someone else to pick on before I smack you on accident." I turn around, shove his papers into his chest, and stomp into the class. 

Opening the door, I find a teacher in the middle of a lecture, and a bunch of students looking at me. 

Great way to start, Hermione.

"Ms. Granger, I was expecting you. Lateness is not tolerated in my class. Take a seat and everything you need. Quickly please, since you interrupted already." The woman says.