Unexpected Love || Hermione x Male Reader ||

Chapter 12

Snape smirked as he swept off around the dungeon, fortunately not spotting
Seamus Finnigan, who was pretending to vomit into his cauldron.

"Im quite surprised the Mudbloods havent all packed their bags by now",
Goyle went on. "Bet you five Galleons the next one dies. Pity it wasnt Granger" —

Goyle was cut off by a loud thud which came from
Y/N's direction as he looked angrily at his desk and then got up and was headed towards Goyle with anger etched on his face.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU FUCKING IDIOT." Y/N said loudly as everyone flinched from his tone.

He went up to Goyle and held his collar and was ready to puch him but Snape put his hand on Y/N's shoulder to stop him and back down.

Just then the bell rang at that moment, which meant Goyle was luckily saved from Y/N's wrath.

"Let me at him", Ron growled in the back ground as Harry and Dean hung onto his arms. "I
dont care, I dont need my wand, Im going to kill him with my bare hands"—

"Hurry up, Ive got to take you all to Herbology,"barked Snape over the classs heads with his hand still on Y/N's shoulder, and off they marched, with Harry, Ron, and Dean bringing up
the rear, Ron still trying to get loose. It was only safe to let go of him when Snape had seen them out of the castle and they were making their way across
the vegetable patch toward the greenhouses.

The Herbology class was very subdued; there were now two missing from
their number, Justin and Hermione.

Professor Sprout set them all to work pruning the Abyssinian Shrivelfigs.

Harry went to tip an armful of withered stalks onto the compost heap and
found himself face-to-face with Ernie Macmillan. Ernie took a deep breath
and said, very formally,

"I just want to say, Harry, that Im sorry I ever
suspected you. I know youd never attack Hermione Granger and Bonnie Bennett, and I apologize
for all the stuff I said. Were all in the same boat now, and, well" —

He held out a pudgy hand, and Harry shook it.

Ernie and his friend Hannah came to work at the same Shrivelfig as Harry
and Ron.

"That Crabbe and Goyle are characters", said Ernie, breaking off dead twigs, "they seemed very pleased about all this, don't they? Do you know, I think one of them might be Slytherins heir."

"Thats clever of you,"said Ron, who didnt seem to have forgiven Ernie
as readily as Harry.

"Do you think its them, Harry?"Ernie asked.

"No,"said Harry, so firmly that Ernie and Hannah stared.

A second later, Harry spotted something.

Several large spiders were scuttling over the ground on the other side of the
glass, moving in an unnaturally straight line as though taking the shortest
route to a prearranged meeting. Harry hit Ron over the hand with his pruning
shears.

"Ouch! Whatre you" —

Harry pointed out the spiders, following their progress with his eyes
screwed up against the sun.

"Oh, yeah", said Ron, trying, and failing, to look pleased.
"But we can't follow them now"—

Ernie and Hannah were listening curiously.

Harrys eyes narrowed as he focused on the spiders. If they pursued their
fixed course, there could be no doubt about where they would end up.

"Looks like theyre heading for the Forbidden Forest. . . ."