[FONT=Geneva]Hi!!!

Wow, thanks guys! I didn't think my story was that good! This is my first time at this thing. So anyway, I'll continue from where I left off.

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Hermione scoured the shelves of the library. Already she had taken Secrets of the Sorting Hat, The First Class Guide to the Houses of Hogwarts, [/I]and The Unabridged Handbook to the Houses. As she began flipping through a copy of The Sorting Hat- From Cloth to Cleverness a thick green book with gold lettering caught her eye. She pulled it off the shelf and read the cover.

"The Brain- Everything You Needed to Know About Everything ," she read aloud. "An odd name for a book, but it might help me," she said to herself. She attempted to stuff it in her bag, succeeding, but there was no more room for anything more. She glanced at the large clock on the wall, and almost fell over. She had to be in the greenhouse in one minute! She rushed over and checked out all the books that she had been holding and rushed out to Herbology.

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Hermione rushed in a minute too late. Everyone else already had settled in. It didn't look like she had missed much, though. People were talking and giggling and exchanging notes as they put on gardening gloves. Professor Sprout sighed. She couldn't seem to get the class's attention.

"Ahh, Miss Granger. Glad you could join us. Please find a seat...CHILDREN! QUIET DOWN NOW!"

Hermione slouched into the only empty chair. She placed her report on her desk and slipped on the pair of old, faded gardening gloves. They itched, and they were a orangish brown. There was a small pot of dirt in front of her. Professor Sprout clapped her hands.

"ATTENTION!" she commanded. The whole class grew quiet. She smiled. "Thank you," she said. "Now today, we are going to review the effects of the qualities of soil on seeds. But first, I should collect your reports on the Gwalliping Gordio Fruit. Accio, accio, ACCIO!" At that moment, every paper flew into the air, out of bags and desks. They all landed neatly in a pile on her desk. She smiled and began the lesson.

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That night, after Hermione had completed all her homework she began to flip through all the books that she had gotten at the library. When she found something intersting that would help her, she wrote it on a roll of parchment. She ended up using four rolls of parchment, and she was wondering if she would have any left for tomorrows work. She looked at the last book that she had to look over. It was The Brain- Everything You Need to Know About Everything . She carefully opened the thick green book, and almost screamed when a huge green brain popped out of the book.

"Hello," said the brain. "I am The Brain of Knowledge. You need help with something?" Hermione was speechless. This gross green thing had popped out of a book and was talking to her!

"I....I....I'm.....Her....Her...Hermi....Hermi one Granger." She stuttered. " I wanted to know, well, I wanted to know weither I would have done better in Ravenclaw. I'm in Gryffindor, you see."

"I see," said the Brain. "So you want to sneak into the Sorting Hat's mind?"

"Well, no," mumbled Hermione. "I just want to know a bit about how the Sorting Hat put me in Gryffindor." Her lip quivered.

"I see," said the Brain. "I'll tell you everything you need to know tomorrow. I have quite a lot to work with, you see. Judging this book's size, there should be no problem in me finding out what you need to know. However, I don't know much about you, so I can't really tell you WHY the Sorting Hat did what he did, but from my research, I'm sure that you'll find out all you need to know to put two and two together." Suddenly, the huge brain dissolved into the pages. Hermione slammed the book shut and lay back into the couch. Did taht really happen, or was she just dreaming? Was this brain really going to help her solve all her problems?

"Hermione?"

Hermione looked at the door to the Griffindor Common Room. There stood Neville, looking at Hermione with a worried look on his face.

"Hermione? Are you okay? You look a little pale," Neville stared at Hermione with concern.

Hermione sat up immeditely. "I'm fine, Neville. I'm fine, never felt better." She grabbed all her books and papers. "Gotta go now Neville. Bye." She rushed up the stairs. leaving Neville behind in the room alone.

Neville sat down on the couch. He wondered why Hermione had rushed out of the room so fast. He knew that Hermione didn't feel that way about him, and no matter how he liked her, she would never like him back. He sighed and looked at the table where Hermione had been sitting.

"What's this?" he said, picking up a large green book with golden lettering. "Everything you needed to know about everything, huh?" he said. "I wonder if this book could tell me how I could get a girl to like me," he said, cracking the spine.