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Tearing the paper away she was startled to find a worn book laying there. She picked it up and flipped to the first page. Instantly, a letter addressed to her fell out; placing the book back on the bed she opened it and gasped.
“Morning.” She said as cheerfully as she could. Replies of ‘Morning ‘Mione’ and a ‘Wotcher ‘Mione’ from a solemn faced, bubble-gum pink colored hair Tonks, filled the room. No one could look her straight in the eyes. For some reason this annoyed her to no end. Clearing her throat, Hermione walked over to Remus Lupin and whispered so that just he could hear her. “I need to talk to you. Later. Not now.” She added after she saw him about to get up. He smiled weakly at her and nodded.
He was about to turn and leave, his thoughts all cleared up, but anger still remaining; when he saw a bright blue flash come from the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He stared at it for a few more moments before turning on his heel and half running, half striding down the hallway to the Grand Staircase.
“Bloody Mudblood…” he hissed. He had meant to say it to himself, but she seemed to have heard because she stopped.
‘Myrtle…’ Her feet stopped. Turning her head back, she looked at the Girls Lavatory door. Turning on her heel, she pushed the door open gently. She walked in, her eyes scanning the dimly lit room for any signs of human activity. Seeing, and hearing no one, she stepped in fully, letting the door swing shut. The sinks and stalls were still the same as they were in her time. The only thing that was different was the sense of death hanging around. As if someone had been murdered recently.
Hermione deals with her first day of classes, along with a certain Dark Lord. Last chapters cliffhanger is revealed!
Dumbledore gave a hearty chuckle. “Nonsense Miss Granger. I give it to you as a gift. If you like, you may return it once you have completed your task.” He must have seen that she was about to protest again, for he held up a hand and said, “I insist that you accept this gift, Miss Granger. I can not have one of my students being plagued by persistent thoughts. It is not good for them.” He walked over towards her and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Chapter Seven Pt. Two
“Oh, I think you do.” He said softly, stepping even closer. But she could not back up any farther. She had stupidly backed herself up against the wall, with no way of escape, and he was coming closer. She nervously glanced around for some way to escape, but didn’t see one. Slowly, she turned her head back towards Riddles direction, but was once again met with his cold eyes. The world seemed to turn to slow motion, like in the movies she liked to go see with her parents over Summer Vacations.
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