Harry potter The Boy Who Remembers

Hermione was so elated to finally have people to spend time with from her house and who she could hang out with all the time, that she kinda forgot about Harry. Oh, she's ashamed of it, but it was just unreal. Hermione never anticipated what Neville's friendship could bring. Her classmates paid attention to her when she spoke, they included her in their activities, and just spent time together. She didn't just have Neville's friendship but practically the respect of all her house. How could Harry compare to all of that?

And so, she helped Ron and Neville in return. She focused every free moment she had to help them. They had given her so much, and she could pay them back by helping them in their studies. She wasn't as smart as Harry, nor did she have his prodigal talent in all things magic, but she was enough to get their grades to go up.

And didn't Neville and Ron need her help more than Harry? Hermione always felt like a spectator whenever she hung around with him. She felt inadequate as if she didn't bring anything to their friendship, and it scared her that her only friend would one day see how useless she was to him and stop being friends. If she proved to Neville and Ron that she was useful, that she was necessary for them to pass, then they would never let her go.

But her confrontation with Harry changed things too much. He wasn't supposed to be angry. He said some hurtful things and officially stopped being friends with her. It was then that she realized that their friendship meant something to Harry and that she hurt him, and replaced him for no reason. When he asked her to choose between him and her housemates, she wanted to choose him, she really did, but Neville needed her more. Her house needed her more. After all, she was a Gryffindor, and he was a Slytherin. It was never going to work out anyway.

At least, that's what she kept telling herself all night. It was the morning after her fight with Harry. Or could it be called a breakup? Hermione had lost her first friend to her negligence, and she didn't know what to do about it.

As she sat on the Quidditch pitch with the rest of her house, Hermione was subdued and not cheering on her friend who was making history. Neville was the youngest seeker in Hogwarts for at least a century, and she was proud of this achievement, but her conversation with Harry just occupied her mind.

Was Hermione really that shallow? Replacing your friend with a more popular and richer boy seemed like a shallow thing to do. The muggleborn had always prided herself on being a good person, but what she had done was anything but good. How is she supposed to fix this?

Hermione winced as one of the Gryffindor chasers, Katie Bell, get trampled on by Marcus Flint again. It was a foul, but the girl was holding her ribs while wincing in pain. Quidditch really was a surprisingly violent sport.

"FOUL!" Screamed the Gryffindors like a single wizard, with a few others insulting Marcus Flint, his parentage and whether his House was sleeping with trolls. Professor Hooch spoke angrily to Flint and then ordered a free shot at the goalposts for Gryffindor.

Next to her, Dean Thomas was yelling, "Send him off, ref! Red card!"

"What are you talking about, Dean?" said Ron. "Red card!" said Dean furiously. "In football, you get shown the red card and you're out of the game!"

"But this isn't soccer, Dean," Ron reminded him

The young muggleborn grumbled about changing the rules and Hermione rolled her eyes. She decided to just pay attention to the game, hoping that it would distract her from the guilt she was feeling. As she barely finished this thought, Neville's broom started moving as if it had a mind of its own. The boy who lived looked like he was hanging on for dear life, as the broom violently tried to get him to fall off.

Ron seemed to notice as well, "What in Merlin's name is Neville doing? Is he trying out a new stunt or something?"

Suddenly Neville's broom was given a sharp jerk and the Gryffindor was swinging off it. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand.

Was his broom damaged or something? This was definitely not a stunt. But it was unlikely that a few fouls could damage a Nimbus 2000 this quickly. They were known to be fairly durable brooms. Hermione had researched it when Neville's grandmother had sent him one as a present for becoming the Gryffindor seeker.

Maybe it was a curse? She had read that Dark magic is very effective at overwhelming protective enchantments. Hermione took her binoculars and pointed it at the teacher's stand. Her gaze immediately went to Snape who was gazing at her classmate while murmuring an incantation without blinking.

So, Snape was cursing Neville? She knew that the potions professor was no good but trying to kill a student in broad daylight? That was just insane.

She murmured to herself, "Snape is cursing Neville's broom."

Ron shouted back, "Snape is WHAT?"

The redhead then calmed down but was still panicking, "What should we do?"

"Leave it to me." The muggleborn responded.

Before Ron could say another word, Hermione had disappeared. She fought her way across to the stand where Snape stood and raced along the row behind him. She didn't even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Quirrell headfirst into the row in front. Reaching Snape, she crouched down, pulled out her wand, and whispered a few, well-chosen words. Bright blue flames shot from her wand onto the hem of Snape's robes.

It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snape to realize that he was on fire. A sudden yelp told her she had done her job. Her plan seemed to have succeeded; up in the air, Neville was suddenly able to clamber back onto his broom.

Hermione slowly snuck back to her seat and gave Ron a cheeky grin. It didn't take long for Neville to almost swallow the golden snitch of all things, giving Gryffindor the victory. Hermione was happy with herself when the boy who lived landed on the ground, looking proud and relieved. She had saved her friends. Even if she lost Harry, she would make it up by making sure that Neville and Ron would be safe. Today was just a good first step in that direction.

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