"Mione!", Ginny said, leaping to her feet and hugging her bestfriend.

"Ummm, Ginny, don't get me wrong, I love you and all, but would you mind getting your hand off my butt."Hermione said, Ginny quickly pulled her hand off her butt and apoligised. They sat down, Hermione right between Ginny and the window. Hermione stared out the window, it was raining. She closed her eyes and b deeply, blocking the conversation about quidditch. Rain always soothed her, and helped her sleep. It was like therapy to her very soul. Things were gonna be different this year she already knew. For some reason she just had a feeling. The feeling she always had when her, Harry, and Ron were in trouble. She'd been followed the whole summer. She'd been wrecking her brain to find out who it was. Maybe she would this year. She was terrified, wherever she went. She would not tell Harry. He had already been through so much, she just wanted him to have at least have one happy year at Hogwarts, Ha, more like one happy month. She was scared for him, she knew he should probably know, but she didn't want him to worry about another little thing.

Suddenly, there was a hand moving in front of her face, "Earth to Mione." Ginny said.

"What, huh?" Hermione sat up quickly, confused.

"You weren't listening were you?"Ginny asked.

"Uhhh..."

"We were talking about quidditch, Gin. Of course she wasn't listening." Fred exclaimed. That stung a little. Hermione hated she knew so little about quidditch. She wanted to have at least one thing in commen with her friends. She, of course, couldn't fly and didn't plan on doing it until she really needed to. She just wanted to learn a bit more about the game.

"Oh," She said,"Well what exactly were you talking about?"

"Just how we're gonna beat Slytherin's ass!", Harry said. Hermione smiled at his enthusiasm. Yeah, she definitly wasn't gonna tell Harry, yet. She looked out of the window once more, and saw somthing in the woods. She gasped. It was him.

"Mione, you ok?" Ginny asked, with a worried expression plastered on her face. Hermione, looked out the window and he was gone, as fast as he came.

Hermione, looked at Ginny and nodded, "Yeah, Fine.", she said. She had to find out who the hell this man was, or boy. She was tired of not knowing. If she was in danger, she at least wanted to know who he was.

Well? Did you like it? Sorry it was so short.:()