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"As to the Sorting Feast can you honestly tell me that having five hundred people singing the words to the school's song to more than a hundred different tunes had anything resembling a melody or harmony or even a decent rhythm. Thereby my definition of cacophony fits. If you're referring to my interaction with the Headmaster, there is a lot of history there that you don't know, deadly," here Harry smirked, "serious history. Tell me, when you did your researching of the magical world what was the most recent publishing date of a book you read? Were any of them printed in the last three years? If not then maybe you should do a little more research. Albus Dumbledore isn't as light as the older histories paint him."
Hermione scowled at him. She disliked the implication she had not been thorough in her research. "I still don't like you."
"Never said you had to. Maybe we can be friendly rivals. I could stand to have more of those. And you'd give me a good challenge."
"You're insane, Potter."
"That's been implied before. What I don't get is why a smart girl like you let a doofus like Ronald Weasley upset you. You were right he was wrong. You were trying to be nice. He was being an arse."
"I got upset because I thought Hogwarts would be different."
"What do you mean you thought Hogwarts would be different?"
"I thought that it wouldn't be like my last school. I thought that I would make friends and I'd be accepted."
"Hermione, people are people where ever you go. Most people don't like being made to feel stupid."
"I can't help it if they are stupid."
"Yes, but you don't have to rub their noses in it."
"I don't!"
"Really? What happens in class when the teacher asks a question? It seems to me that the first hand in the air every time belongs to… gee Miss Hermione Granger. I know the answers too, but I usually wait and give others a chance. The goal of a school is to educate but how much education do others get when someone like you doesn't give others the chance to answer and yes, even make mistakes. They aren't so someone, for whom learning comes as natural as breathing, to have the opportunity to strut her stuff in a highly public manner.
"Hermione, you are probably one of the most intelligent members of our class but aside from academics who are you as a person?
"All I know about you is you're Hermione Granger, student with the highest GPA. I'm smart and a good student, but I'm also a photographer, a musician, and an athlete. I'm involved in a multi-national corporation with my godfather and I like politics. When I'm of age I'll sit my seat on the Wizengamot and on the boards of various charitable foundations. I hope to marry and have a couple little Potters to chase after. I love learning and I've thought of becoming a teacher or a spell crafter. Not all of that has come easily I love music but I had to practice for years before I became any good.
"What about you? What can you say about yourself?"
Hermione felt taken aback . She had never done anything but pursue her studies. She stroked the cat that was still in front of her. Was she really such a one dimensional person as Potter described? Had she really only defined herself by her academic achievements? What did she want out of life? Had she really hurt the learning of other students by her attitude?
She was flabbergasted to realize in five minutes, that she had. She found herself asking why?
A few minutes more and she realized it was because it was easy for her and it felt safe. She tried to recall the last time she had tried something new that was not based in scholastic achievement and could only recall a dance class when she was five. She remembered how out of place she had felt comparing the other girls with their tidy buns to her own lion's mane that even when pulled back into a ponytail still almost seemed to have a life of its own. She remembered tripping when they were learning chasse the other girls laughing and her refusing to go back.
Harry had sat quietly waiting while Hermione reflected . She was stroking Sheba as she thought. Harry really hoped he had taken a correct tack in dealing with Hermione. If things worked the way he hoped she would loosen up some and be able to make some friends. If he was wrong well he'd lay long odds that Hermione would leave the magical world. They had sat their for what was approaching ten minutes when Harry suddenly smelled something funny. He was watching Sheba and Hermione when suddenly Sheba looked at something behind him and hissed. Harry suddenly had the urge to get away from where he was sitting and his instincts told him to go forward, NOT back. So Harry did a forward somersault into the girls bathroom. It was a good thing because as he finished his roll a large heavy club crashed into the spot where he was sitting a moment ago.
Hermione was startled out of her reverie as the cat she was petting hissed and Potter suddenly rolled into the girl's loo. She jumped as a club struck the floor . Then she screamed at the sight of a huge troll standing in the doorway.