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A day in the life of Hermione A. Granger by mione
Format: Short story
Chapter 1: A day in the life of Hermione A. Granger
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Have you ever had so much to do that you feel like there's not even time for breathing? Join the club. I, Hermione Allison Granger, have NEVER had more to do than today. EVER.
"Hiya Hermy!" I heard a voice call from behind me. It sounded like Ron's, but it couldn’t have been because I was currently in the GIRL'S dormitory. I spun around to find Ronald Weasley, or should I say Ickleronniekins, standing in the arch way of the girl's dormitory at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Two things ICKLERONNIEKINS. One, don't call me that. Two, can you read, this is a GIRL'S dormitory." I had never been so frustrated with that child in, forever! That's not even proper grammar, I must be losing my mind!
"Thought I'd come and wake you up. It's almost nine and you never sleep past nine, even on weekends. I also volunteered to be the one to wake you up because I knew it would annoy you. AND DON'T EVER CALL ME ICKLERONNIEKINS EVER AGAIN!"
"Sure thing Ickleronniekins." I grinned and said. He glared at me and I just told myself, Okay Hermione that's enough acting like a five year old for one day. I am Head Girl after all. Hermione pushed her now straightened hair out of her deep blue eyes. "Oh, Ron, I was able to schedule another Hogsmeade weekend. And, sorry for the late notice, but it's today."
Ron could have blown up right at that moment, though I'm not sure if it would have been because he was mad at me for not telling him earlier, or just out of sheer joy. "Does Harry know?" Ron asked.
Boy that was a dumb question. "Of course Harry knows, he's Head Boy!" I think that may have actually been the dumbest question he's ever asked me, aside from, do you like Malfoy?' Now that was a stupid question!
"You know you're not funny." If looks could kill, I'd be dead. Ron shot a huge glare at me, and I did him a favor and wiped the smirk clean off my face.
Time for more fun! "Wasn't trying to be. Now, go on to your own dormitory and change. I'll meet you in the common room when you're finished."
"Why'd you get to boss me around?"
"Because I'm Head Girl. If you don't get out of this dormitory right now, I'll be forced to give you a detention." I said smoothly and Ron gave me another lethal look.
"Where is he?" I asked Harry sounding thoroughly agitated. This was my one time that day to actually have fun with my friends, and if Ron made me miss when the class left for Hogsmeade, I was ready to kill him.
Just as I was planning what I would do to him if he made me late, Ron walked, no more like hopped down the stairs.
"And what may I ask are you so happy about?" I asked testily. I had spent the last fifteen minutes of my time pulling my clothes on, brushing my hair, which all together too 7 minutes, and for the rest of the time, I was trying to get the hard to reach spots in between my good for nothing braces. Or, as I like to refer to them as the reason why mum and dad won't let me magic my teeth straight. "Let's go already! We're going to be late! Ron! HURRY UP!"
As you can see, where I leave you, I'm thoroughly agitated as is. If you think I'm busy now, wait until later in the afternoon. No classes, yes that's right, but I've got a lot of secret planning to do while on break from classes for the next day and a half!