~Hermione POV~

In the dining hall, Harry, Tommy, Ron and I were studying our homework, but Ron was reluctant until Tommy set it straight for him.

For sometime now, Tommy has been the most charming boy I've ever encountered. He had it all: looks, charisma, bravery, and his eyes. His beautiful eyes. Whenever we talk, I just lose my train of thought when I look into them. He's so handsome and I wish I could take him home with me so I can snuggle up to him!

Tommy always had a soft spot for me. Whenever Ron talks bad about me, Tommy would set him straight.

And believe it or not, he and I make a great pair: I take notes, and he makes sure Ron and Harry follow what I wrote down. If there was something happening to one of the boys, Tommy helps them out. If Malfoy tries to bully us, Tommy takes care of him.

And how does Tommy take care of Malfoy? Don't ask.

Tommy: You see, you don't take notes whenever we're in class, Ron. School is important as is life.

Ron: What makes you think that?

Tommy: Because my aunt knows how to keep this guy in line. You know why you're not in line, Weasley?

Ron: Why?

Tommy: 'Cause you're a jagoff.

Ron turned as red as his hair as Harry and I snickered, but Tommy noticed and here come the compliments that he comes up with.

Tommy: You really are cute while laughing, Granger. I oughta sop you up with a biscuit!

I just kept giggling as I was blushing like crazy! My God, his charisma is so contagious!

Harry was smiling and trying to not laugh out loud and he had to ask while giggling...

Harry: What does that mean?!

Tommy: It means I'm gonna take her, and scoop her like this.

Tommy did a scooping hand motion as Harry was now laughing as I couldn't help it! Tommy is so funny to the point that I just die laughing!

I think he'd fit in with the Weasley twins really well since they're known for their sense of humor!

Then, this Slytherin student had to come up and sit down next to us and throws his quill next to me.

Hermione: Wait a minute, is this your quill?

Student: Yeah it is, why are you asking me?

Hermione: I'm sorry if I sounded rude, it just bumped into my hand while you sat down. I didn't know it was yours.

Student: Well thank you for letting me know. How about you take this quill and bleed from your wrist?

I was stunned by what this guy has said, but without any hesitation, Tommy came from behind, took the quill, held the student's head, and smashed the student's head onto the table over and over again until he was barely conscious before writing on the student's hand: "I am a jagoff" as small as he could write it.

And before he could say anything, the student started to whimper

Tommy: How's that! You hear a little girl, Hermione? A little fucking girl? What happened to the tough guy that told my friend to slit her wrist with the fucking quill! HUH!

He kicked the student's chest as he held the quill in his hand and the student was just scared of Tommy, whimpering and crying.

Before I could even process why the student said what he said, Tommy just hit him.

No matter how big a guy would be, Tommy would take them on. If someone beaten him with fists, he comes back with a bludger from the quidditch trunk. They come back with a small knife, he comes back with his wand. They come back with a wand, then they better beat him because he'll keep coming back and back and back until one of you is lying on the ground half-dead.

~Hours Later~

Anyway, after Harry was done with the basics of quidditch, we all got to charms class with Professor Flitwick. Harry was partnered with Seamus, Tommy was partnered with Lavender Brown, and I was paired with Ron of all people.

We all had a white feather in front of us as our class was about to begin.

Flitwick: One of a wizard's greatest attributes is levitation, or the ability to make objects fly. Do you have all your feathers?

Hermione and I raised our feathers as the Professor acknowledged us.

Flitwick: Excellent. Now, don't forget the nice wrist movement swish and flick. Everyone?

All: Swish and flick.

Flitwick: Good. Now use that wrist movement while pronouncing, "Wingardium Leviosa". Off you go then.

While Harry and Tommy were working together, Ron started looking like an idiot!

~Tommy POV~

Ron: Wingardium Leviosar!

I saw Ron waving his wand and nodding his head so hard that I thought he was headbanging to fucking metal music!

Seriously, from this sight, my Aunt Marie is rolling around in her grave and my Aunt Marie's not even dead!

Hermione: No stop! Stop! Stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Also, you're saying it wrong, it's "Leviosa" not "Leviosar".

Ron: You do it then since you're so clever. Go on. Go on.

Then, Hermione, with such fury, she swish and flicked her wrist and said...

Hermione: Wingardium Leviosa.

Just like that, the feather was levitating to the ceiling as I did it too.

Tommy: Wingardium Leviosa.

My feather levitated and Flitwick was so impressed that Ron put his books together and laid his head on them while crossing his arms out of spite.

Flitwick: Oh well done! See here everyone, Miss Grabger and Mister Gallo has done it!

As we were being praised, Seamus tried to cast his feather to levitate, but he caused an explosion, causing his eyebrows to be burned off, AGAIN!

After class, Ron decided to let his fucking mouth loose so he can cause more trouble, but what balls this prick had to say about Hermione.

Ron: "It's 'Leviosa' not 'Leviosar'." She's a nightmare isn't she! It's no wonder she has any friends!

Just as he said that, Hermione ran off, bumping Weasley's shoulder with tears running down her face.

Harry: I think she heard you.

Tommy: No shit! Hey, Ron. Come here real quick.

Ron did come up to me and I gestured him to come closer.

Tommy: Come closer.

Ron did come closer and when his head was near mine, I slapped the shit outta him!

Everyone laughed so hard to where Ron's face was as red as his hair. I mean, I basically let him know that if he talked shit about Hermione, I was gonna let him know that I wasn't gonna take that.

I noticed Fred and George were watching, but they knew what I'm doing was rather appropriate since Ron insulted Hermione and I'm pretty sure that I'm, perhaps, the only friend she's got.

Tommy: You don't know when to shut the fuck up, especially be grateful that she helped you. You better come up with an apology for Hermione soon, Ron, because if you don't, you'll get more than just a slap.

Ron: Is this how you treat your friends?

Tommy: No. It's how I treat an ungrateful little bitch like you.

I started walking away, trying to find Hermione and it turned out this girl went to the girl's bathroom to cry her eyes out. I don't blame her for feeling that way.

Fucking redhead, he thinks he's entitled to everything like a massive Karen and meanwhile, Hermione and I are the guys in the trenches, doing whatever we can to make sure Harry and Ron don't fall behind, but the fucking son of a bitch takes it all for granted.

He'd rather assume he knows it all than learn magic and I'm sick of that. The only way he ever apologizes for once is if he gets his head out of his ass, and if I have to get pliers and do it myself, then so be it.

I was finally at the girl's bathroom and I wanted to go in, but there were girls coming out of there.

One girl, in particular, was wondering why I was hanging outside.

Girl: What are you doing outside the girl's bathroom?

Tommy: My friend Hermione is in there and she's crying. I know I'm not supposed to go in there, but I want to be there for her.

Girl: I can tell, you care about her. No one's coming in there since a party's going on in the dining hall.

Tommy: Thanks.

Girl: No problem.

I went inside the bathroom and started talking to her.

I felt so horrible about Hermione being really upset. I had to check on her while that ballon-headed redhead stuffed his fat face with food.

Tommy: Hermione. Are you okay?

Hermione: Go away!

Tommy: You want me to go away Hermione, after everything I've done to make you feel happy? After I've tried to be a friend to you?!

She gasped and opened the door as slowly as she latched herself onto me as I had to hug her back.

Tommy: Forget about what Ron said. You're my best friend and I don't want to see you crying ever again. Capeesh?

She looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes and nodded with a smile, but we heard loud footsteps behind us.

We both looked up to see a huge troll in front of us! It was about to swing, but I puked her down to prevent her from getting hurt!

The troll looks pretty easy to defeat, so I decided to took out my wand and tried to do some stunning spells I've learned for some time.

I tried Stupefy and it was able to stun the World's Most Dangerous Giant Baby, but only for a little bit because I was aiming for the legs.

Once the troll swung, I ducked again, and this time I muttered...

Tommy: Stupefy.

I hit his chest and he was stunned this time, but he fell forward and was falling fast.

I thought I was going to die, but then I heard...

?????: Wingardium Leviosa!

The troll was being levitated by Ron as Harry was here too. I moved out of the way and the troll fell on the floor.

Tommy: Congratulations, Ron. You're finally useful.

Soon after a while, Minerva, Snape, and Quirrell came running into the bathroom in a panic while she saw Ron, Harry, and myself, but not noticing Hermione for some reason.

Minerva: Oh, oh my goodness. Explain yourselves the three of you!

Hermione: It's my fault, Professor McGonnagall.

Minerva, myself, Ron, and Harry looked shocked as she was going to take the blame for this?!

Minerva: Miss Granger?

Hermione: I read about them, and I thought I might take it on, but I was wrong. They didn't have time to go get a teacher, so Tommy saved me from getting hurt, and Ron and Harry knocked it out. If they didn't come find me, I probably would be dead.

Minerva was still in shock and had to say something.

Minerva: Miss Granger, you are a foolish girl. How could you think about taking down a huge mountain troll. 5 points will be taken for your serious lack of judgment.

Then, she turned to Ron, Harry, and myself and I hope it was a good talk.

Minerva: As for you three, I admit how lucky you were, because no first years could ever take down a mountain troll and live to tell the tale. 5 points are awarded to each of you for sheer dumb luck.

After all of that we were let go, but McGonnagall had to see me in private, as we left the women's bathroom.

Minerva: I know what you tried to do when it came to Miss Granger. I don't blame you for slapping Mr. Weasley, but take it easy next time.

Tommy: Yes ma'am.

Minerva: I'll give Gryffindor another 5 points for standing up for Hermione. I can tell she means a lot to you, so keep her safe, understand?

Tommy: I will.

She patted my shoulder as we went our separate ways, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and myself went back to the common room, but Hermione stopped me for something.

Hermione: Thanks for being there for me, Tommy.

Then, just as I thought it was over, she leaned in and gave me a kiss on my cheek, before smiling a very cute smile, and walking off to her dormitory.

I'm starting to feel butterflies in my stomach and I'm not even lying.

Hermione has to be the girl I'd want to be with, but we're still young, so I'm willing to go slow and see our friendship progress into something more.