The Girl Who Fought | h.p |

Fourteen Birthdays and the Truth

"Well, yesterday was the eighteenth. That would make today the nineteenth. Today's September nineteenth." Hermione answered, not catching the hint. 

"What very important event happened today? What event took place fourteen years ago that had it not happened, everyone's lives would either be nonexistent or very boring?" Nova asked. 

"Nova. You were born in June. Stop. We all love you, but you aren't born in September, I am..." Hermione said trailing off. 

Hermione's bags dropped, all her books spilling from her bag. 

"It's my birthday today!" Hermione yelled. 

"I know. That's why I made you sleep in. This way, you don't have ugly dark bags under your eyes for your fourteenth birthday." Nova stated, rolling her eyes. 

"What about the dark circles under your eyes, Nox?" Hermione asked softly. "Your concealer isn't hiding them as much anymore."

"I don't know what you're talking about. Anyways, let's meet with Harry and Ron," Nova said. 

"Merlin! They could be dead for all we know!" Hermione joked. 

"We should give them the benefit of the doubt. They survived this far." Nova said. 

"But how far would they have gotten without us?" Hermione asked, quirking her eyebrow. 

"They would've....." Nova trailed off. "Won chess..."

Hermione and Nova starred at each other for a silent moment before their laughter could be heard from the Common Room. 

***

Harry, Nova, Hermione, and the Weasleys (minus Percy) sat around a tree by the Black Lake. Laughter fell from the mouths of the group as they watched Fred and George impersonate Draco Malfoy. 

"My father will here about this!" Fred mocked in a snobbish voice. 

"My name is Draco Malfoy and I think I'm better than everyone else because my father has money and I spend it all on hair gel," George teased. 

"It's killed meh! It's killed me!" Nova wailed. 

"Trainin for the ballet, Pottahhhhh?" Ron mocked, as Harry dance around. It's safe to say, he was not a ballerina. 

"Do you like my new broom? My father got it for me, ya see. He knew it would be the only thing I can ever ride," Nova mocked. Only Fred and George seemed to catch the couple meaning of the joke, seeing as they were red faced and rolling in the grass from laughed. 

"Let me eat this green apple-" George started. 

"It be the only thing I will eat." Fred finished. Nova, Fred, and George were now in hysterics much to the confusion of the rest of the group. 

"Anorexia is no joke," Hermione said hotly. The three sobered faster than Snape running away from a shampoo bottle. 

"Granger, that's not what we were talking about," Fred said, trying to stop himself from laughing. Nova and George raised their eyebrows suggestively, hinting to what the joke was about. 

"Oh..." Hermione said. Her confusion faded off her face. It was soon replaced by a look of understanding. 

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Hermione called, finally getting the inappropriate joke. Hermione's face contorted into one of discust. Her voice mocked her face as she continued. "Oh!"