07-21-2006, 06:49 PM
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| Puffskein
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Harry hugged her. “I’ll help you.”
“Thanks.” she smiled.
“But.”
“I knew that was coming.”
“You’ve got to try and get your life back and start eating properly and sleeping again.” he smiled down at her.
“Deal.” she said. “It won’t be easy. But I’ll try. I’ll start by going to sleep now. Night.”
“Night.” Harry said andched her go up to her dormitory.
The next morning, Hermione was sitting in the common room by the fire, reading.
“You ready?” Ron asked as he walked back downstairs and walked to her.
Ron’s voice caused her to jump in surprise and drop her book. She went to pick it up before Ron saw it, but she was a second too late. He took it from her and examined it.
“Romeo and Juliet? What’s that?” he asked.
“It’s a muggle romance story.” she blushed. She had kept her hobby of reading romance stories from her friends, thus keeping her “no-time-for-boys-only-school” reputation. “A man called William Shakespeare wrote it.”
“What’s Shakespeare?” Ron asked again.
“He was a Muggle playwriter, a great one at his time.” she told him. “He died in the 15th/16th century. His work still lives on today, because they were so great. Though not all of them were brilliant.”
This seemed to shut him up, he appeared to be taking in this newfound information. But Ron being Ron, it would all be gone in moments. Very much like Neville Longbottom.
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next part of chptr 12 later, ok ok you guys caught me! i'm stalling because i'm writing up chptr 13!!! lol 
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