"Is this your way of saying to me, I'm sorry for acting like Ass and I would really like it if you'd join me to learn a helpful spell?"
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FROM WHAT HAD HAPPENED on Christmas, Harry and Ron were both mad at Hermione and Aurora. Although, Aurora didn't care. What Hermione done, was right. But those two boys, lacked some brains cells.
Hermione remained convinced that she had acted for the best, started avoiding the common room. Harry and Ron supposed she had taken refuge in the library, and didn't try and persuade her to come back. They didn't even question Aurora when she started to hang out with her Slytherin friends more.
Lessons started again the next day. The last thing anyone felt like doing was spending two hours in the grounds on a raw, January morning, but Hagrid had provided a bonfire full of salamanders for the joyment, and they spent an unusually good lesson collecting dry wood and leaves to keep the fire blazing, while the flame-loving lizards scampered up and down the crumbling, white-hot logs.
The first Divination lesson of the new term was much less fun; Professor Trelawney was now teaching them palmistry, and she lost no time in informing Aurora and Harry that they had the shortest life-lines she had ever seen.
It was Defence Against the Dark Arts that Aurora was keen to get to; it was way more fun then her other classes. Professor Lupin has been her favourite teacher, by far. However, Aurora still hadn't have the nerve to confront him about him her godfather.
When they finished class, Hermione and Aurora were walking behind Ron and Harry, who were saying Lupin looked sicker then ever. Hermione tittered and quickly sat down at the feet of a suit of armour, repacking her bag, which was so full of books it wouldn't close. Harry and Ron seemed to heard Hermione tutter making them both turned around and Ron immediately said with a irritated voice, "And what are you tutting at us for?"
"Nothing," Hermione said in a lofty voice, heaving her bag back over her shoulder.
"Yes, you were," Ron said. "I said I wonder what's wrong with Lupin, and you –"
"-Well, isn't it obvious?" Hermione said, with a look of maddening superiorcity. Aurora frowned. What did she mean about it, isn't it obvious? Was it obvious that Professor Lupin was always sick or was it obvious that Lupin was hiding a secret from them?
"If you don't want to tell us, don't," Ron snapped.
"Fine," Hermione said haughtily, and she marched off.
"She doesn't know, does she?" Ron said to Aurora who shrugged her shoulders and said, "She might. But I don't think she wants to tell you. Maybe if you start being a bit nicer, she'll tell you, Ronnie."
