Post by hermione jean granger on Aug 6, 2009 21:27:16 GMT
A sigh left her mouth as the fifth year gryffindor entered into the common room and took a seat down upon one of the chair near the fireplace. Hermione dropped her bag down on the floor next to the chair and slumped a little bit into the comfy arm chair closing her eyes for a moment. It was quiet around the common room, of course, she knew that it would be. Hermione happened to be in between classes, having at least an hour or so before her next lesson. She was starting to wonder if maybe she was taking to many classes again this year. That thought caused a small laugh to escape her lips, as she opened her eyes and looked towards the fireplace "Silly thoughts." she spoke quietly to herself.
Of course, the gryffindor girl knew she wasn't taking to many classes. In fact, she was feeling that she wasn't taking enough really. Most always wondered how Hermione handled with all of the classes, with all of the homework too. She only merely shrugged at them, telling them that she would keep up with it all and have all of her work done and ready for her lessons in the following day. It was strange, but it never bothered her or made her go crazy and feel as if she really ought to drop some classes.
Though, after her third year, she did cut back on some of her classes. She made sure she didn't take every single of one them, knowing that the way things seemed to go for her, Ron and Harry; the years were never normal and there was always something happening and going on. That thought made her think about the year they were in now; fifth. She had no doubt that it will be full of chaos and be chaotic as well.
Of course, the gryffindor girl knew she wasn't taking to many classes. In fact, she was feeling that she wasn't taking enough really. Most always wondered how Hermione handled with all of the classes, with all of the homework too. She only merely shrugged at them, telling them that she would keep up with it all and have all of her work done and ready for her lessons in the following day. It was strange, but it never bothered her or made her go crazy and feel as if she really ought to drop some classes.
Though, after her third year, she did cut back on some of her classes. She made sure she didn't take every single of one them, knowing that the way things seemed to go for her, Ron and Harry; the years were never normal and there was always something happening and going on. That thought made her think about the year they were in now; fifth. She had no doubt that it will be full of chaos and be chaotic as well.