Hermione and Snape and Umbridge

Obviously J.K. Rowling characters
Warnings: For this chapter? Olanglanguage so far. Not to bad yet. Wait till next chapter!
Rating: Later on it will be graphic so I chose NC-17 but its not that yet
There are some spoilers for people who have not read the fifth book



December 31st


Headmaster Albus Dumbledore had arranged to have fireworks in the Great Hall for New Years after getting hundreds of owls through out the year from his students to allow fire works on Hogwarts grounds for this occasion. Although Harry and Ron were exited that Dumbledore had finally agreed to student request for the fireworks, and the feast that was prepared, they were preoccupied looking for Hermione. Their first guess was the library, as tas they started to look for her, Madam Pince shooed them out saying that the library was closing early. All three of them had planned to be together during this event and they knew Hermione too much to think that she would break this arrangement, considering on how exited she was to go. At ten forty- five, after a couple of hours of looking for her they were getting desperate and started up to the girls dormitory forgetting in their haste that they wouldn’t be allowed up there. The stairs yet again turned into a steep, slippery slide and a sharp shriek reached their ears. They tried to climb up but ended sliding down back to the Common room on their stomachs. Ginny slid down and fell on top of them. Her left foot hit Harry in the back of his head. Her right foot hit Ron in the middle of his back.
“Whad cho do that for!?”Ron growled. “Why aren’t you with everyone else?”
“I spelt pumpkin juice all over my sweater. Luckily it was the one Mum just knitted for me. Hey, why aren’t you two down there?”
“We’re looking for Hermione. Have you seen her? Harry said, rubbing the back of his head.
“We walked together to the Great Hall, and passed Snape who was talking to Umbridge. He called Hermione over. He said it wouldn’t take too long. He was smiling. That kind of evil smile that he has. But that was about 40 minutes ago. Have you two checked in the library?”
“Maybe she went to S’s o’s office,” said Harry looking at Ron then turned towards Ginny. “Did you see them walk to the dungeons?”
“I didn’t look. Can I help look for her?”
Harry and Ron looked at each other for a moment then Ron said sure. They walked out of the Gryffindor Common Room and started out towards the dungeons. When they reached the entrance to the dungeons, the front doors opened and cold blast of air and snow hit all three of them. They ran down the steps of the dungeons to get away from the wind and Ginny fell half way down the steps and landed on the floor motionless. “ Harry and Ron reached her side and started calling her name.
“Oh shit! Ginny? C’mon Ginny this isn’t funny,”Ron said as he gently shook her shoulder. Harry put two fingers to her neck to find a pulse. “Ginny open your eyes! Ginny? Ginny!”
“Ron shes got a pulse. She’s just knocked out.” Ron still looking worried at his sister nodded slightly without changing his glance. “Lets take her to Madam Pomfrey.”
“But, but what if she isn’t there! What if she is with everyone else in the Great Hall!” He turned away from Ginny and started to hyperventilate.
“Ron. Ron! She has to be at the hospital wing. For an emergency. Listen, I’ll take her shoulders and you’ll take her legs.” They walked back up the steps and started towards the hospital wing stopping every few minutes to shift the weight around. After twenty- five minutes they reached the door to the hospital. The only one there was a Hufflepuff third year that had a bad case of the flu, but was sound asleep.
“I told you she wouldn’t be here!” Ron tuned to Harry, his voice getting louder with every word. “She’s down there along with Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers who’re starting the fireworks! She doesn’t have a damn– ”
“If you finish that sentence you will lose house points and have a nice long talk with Professor McGonagall!” Madam Pince was standing behind them with her hands crossed, her left foot tapping quickly on the cement floor and a stern look on her face. “Now tell me what happen to this girl before I send you out.”
Ron started to explain very quickly before Harry opened his mouth.
“Looking for someone...the door opened....cold wind...ran down stairs....fell....landed on her face.” He stopped for a second and looked a both of them with concern, then ed aed at Madam Pince. “Well! Aren’t you at least going to do something!” His hands flew up in the air with exasperation, and her legs fell to the floor with a thud before Harry could do anything. Harry gave his turn at giving an explanation.
“She hurried down the stairs and fell on her head and is unconscious.” Ron turned and faced the door.
“Thank you Mr. Potter. But is one of you going to tell me this poor girls name or am I suppose to guess?” Ron turned around.
“My sister. Ginny. Ginny Weasley. Look! Aren’t cha gonna do something ta help her or are we gonna leave her as she is!”
“Calm down Mr. Weasley.” She took out her wand and floated Ginny to a empty hospital bed, then took the covers and placed them on top of her. “We just have to let her rest and wait till she wakes up. I can not do anything more than that. But I assure you that she will be just fine in time. Now I want you and Mr. Potter to go down to the fireworks. I’m sure they will start in a short while.” Harry and Ron turned and walked out of the hospital wing and back down to the Entrance Hall and back down to the dungeon to look for Hermione. They were cautious when they went to Snape’s office. But he wasn’t there and neither was Hermione.
“Maybe she stepped outside?” Suggested Ron. They opened the door and before they took a step out side they heard a long scream. Ron kept the door open involuntarily. “Harry...what...who was that?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a girl saw a spid–” Ron glared at him.
“ So you’re calling me a girl!”
“Ron I--”
“ Just because I am afraid of spiders–”
“Ron!”
“Doesn’t meant that--”
“Ron!
“I’m not as much a man as you are!”
“Ron I wasn’t callinu a u a girl I was just say–“ Another scream sounded, but was muffled almost immediately. A blast of wind and snow came inside passing Harry and Ron who started to shiver. Ron closed the door shaking the flakes of snow out of his hair. “C’mon, lets see what that was all about.”
“You just want to be the hero like you always are.”
“Ron...stop sulking.”
“Im not sulking,”mumbled Ron.
“Yes you are,” said Harry who had turned so his face was facing Ron who had just crossed his arms either from sulking or from the cold.
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“No Im not”
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not.”
“Fine your not. But your good at acting like you are.”
“Im not acting like I am, because I am.............oh. Fuck you.”
“Maybe later. Lets see what that scream was about.”
“See I’m not sulking,”Ron tilted his head as far back as he could of gotten it. After a few steps he tripped over his own two feet and landed butt first into the snow and starteughiughing, which caused Harry to start laughing. Harry started laughing so hard that he too lost his balance and fell face first into the snow right next to Ron. After a minute or so Harry calmed down but Ron was still laughing. Harry got up and stared at Ron for a moment in disbelieve.
“Ron get off of your bony ass and stand up. All we did was fall nothing else to make it that funny.” Ron to a few breaths that got up wiping the melting snow from off of his trousers. They started off in a general direction of where they heard the scream.
“Ronald Weasley! Harry Potter!” They turned around surprised to see Professor McGonagall standing just outside of the door. “Why aren’t you with the other students!” She looked momentarily at the sky. “It is just after 11:30. Mr. Weasley! You should know better than to do a thing like this. You are a prefect. Which means that you have to be an example and to give an example to other students.”
“Professor. I know that I have that responsibility, but I, we heard a scream and wanted to check it out. Isn’t that in my duty as a prefect?”
“No Mr. Weasley. That is a teachers duty. If we would of heard anything then a teacher would be out here. I heard you two banging around. I suggest that you go back to the feast.” Mcgonagall walked behind them till they got to the Great Hall then went pass them to where all of the teachers were. “Harry I wish that we could of found out what happened. Who made that noise and why.”
“It was probably an animal in the Forbidden Forest. That’s all.”
“But you said that the sound came from the greenhouse?”
“I also said that it might be around Hagrids house. The Forbidden Forest is right next to his house. He is probably checking it out right now. “
“He can’t Harry. Remember?”
“Oh yea, he’s at St Mungos for looking after Grawp.”
“Yea then the Centaurs betting the crap out of him. I heard that he’s in bad shape. Hey look. Snape isn’t back yet. He’s not at the teachers table. Oh no here he is. Look, he’s all wet. And he’s got a split lip.”
“Haha. Maybe he got drunk a little too early and fell into the sink.”Ron laughed more at his joke once he heard it out loud.
“Well he is smiling so he must be drunk,” said Harry. “But he isn’t stumbling around like he should be if he was. Why is Umbridge with him?”
“I don’t know Harry. Maybe they believe in being a Masochist?”
“RWhatWhat are you saying? That they had sex together?”
“What else do you think they’ve done to look like that with that kinda look on their faces?”
“Where is Hermione anyways? Do you want to go looking for her again?”
“No we’d get in trouble.”
“When have you worried about getting in trouble!”
“I’m sure that she’s fine. She probably didn’t want to go anyways. She sounded exited because we were. She’s probably in the Common Room right now doing the holiday homework.” They ate to their delight till Dumbledore stood up at caught all of their attention.
“Students please calm down The fireworks are about to begin.”
“Hem hem,” Umbridge stood behind Dumbledore. He stood aside and she took his place and started talking in her fake sweet, girlish like voice. “I know that many of you know of those two terrible, awful, evil students last year, who made Hogwarts into shambles by setting off fireworks and other certain things. Although they are not here,” her voice got sterner, “I do not want to see something like that again.” She stared at the Gryffindor table and at Ron.
“If I had the guts to do what Fred and George did, Mum would kill me. You should of heard her at the beginning of summer. They came in to the Grimmauld place like they had done nothing at all wrong. Thank goodness that they destroyed the picture of Sirius’s mom. Boy, mum was yelling at them all night. Good thing that you came there a few days after vacation started. She calmed down just before you came. Which was good because they would come home just before I would go to sleep and she would start up all over again. Didn’t sleep for three nights. She stopped just for you.” Ron rolled his eyes. “Damn, she thinks that shes your mother. And acts like a better one than to us.” Ron started putting food into his pockets.
“Ron don’t you think that you’ve eaten enough? Why are you putting food into your pockets?”
“For Hermione. She must be starved. She hasn’t eaten since lunch.”
“Good idea.” They filled their pockets till they were filled and they looked back up to where the teachers were standing. Umbridge had gone back to her seat and Dumbledore had just taken her place.
“Students the feast is over. I ask all of you to stand up.” Once every student and teacher was out of their seats the chairs and tables disappeared. “Now will all of you stand by the back wall by the door. The fireworks are about to start.” All of the students and teachers went to the back walls. Harry and Ron managed to get a decent view. They both jumped when someone tapped them on the shoulder.
“Hi Ron, hi Harry,” whispered Hermione.
“Hermione,” Ron whispered, “where the hell have you been! Do you know how much trouble we had to do to find you. Then all of the sudden you pop up behind us after scaring us half to death.”
“Ron shut up and breathe. Where have you been? Your soaked”
“I fell asleep and just took a shower to freshen up.” She smiled for a second then it faded.
“You missed the entire feast. You must be starving. We stored some food for you. We saved all kinds of tarts, small cakes and cookies. Couldn’t fit much more in there with out smashing them more than they already are.” They put their hands into their pockets grabbed the food and shoved it in front of her face.
“Thanks but I’m not hungry. Don’t seem to have an appetite.”
“But you haven’t eaten since lunch!”
“I must be coming down with something then. I’ll save this stuff till later when I’m hungry.” Dumbledore stood on a stool in front of all of the students and waited till he got their attention. “I am pleased to announce that the fireworks are going to start after I finish talking. But I would like to ask for you all to go back to your dormitories immediately after the finale. If you follow my request I will consider this for next year. Would all the tall students stand in the back for others to see? Thank you. Now will all of you sit. Very well. The fireworks will now begin.”
Harry, Hermione and Ron sat towards the front nearest to the door. For a second nothing happened but silence. Then all of the sudden purple and green fireworks exploded above them with a loud bang, followed by more and more fireworks. After forty-five minutes the finale ended with five firecrackers colliding into each other and spreading candy all over the Great Hall.
“That was bloody excellent,” exclaimed Ron as they got up to exit. “And I’m not even tired. You two want to party the rest of the night?”
“Ron.” Said Harry laughing.
“Ron me and you are prefects. We are suppose to obey the rules. Anyways, I’m tired. I’m going to go to bed.”
“But you already said that you took a nap!”
“Ron I can still be tired. Which I am. I’ll see you tomorrow. Happy New Years.” They had reached the Gryffindor Common Room and she made her way up to the girls bedroom.
“Happy New Years,” said Harry.
“Yea Happy New Years. Night,” said Ron.
The Gryffindors were still wide awake and had fun parting, along with Ron, till two in the morning when Professor McGonagall, dressed in her nightgown and head cap, forced them to go to bed, telling them that parting on a holiday was fine but doing so around two in the morning was going too far. Though they did not go to sleep immediateley key kept quiet till they did go to sleep.

A/N – I am new to this. The end kinda sucks but it’ll get better if you keep reading. More interesting. I’m going to try to do the next chapter in Hermione’s POV.