Hermione had done as she did every Friday night, curled up in a chair off to the side of the common room with whichever Muggle romance novel she was finishing at the time. She had become such a regular fixture that most of her fellow Gryffindors simply ignored her as they went about their regular Friday evenings and she had learned long ago to tune them out without the use of a silencing charm.
Nearby Ron Weasley was walking Lavender through a game of Wizards chess. The blonde pretended she had no clue what she was doing even though Hermione knew darned well that the pretty witch had often played with her father when she was younger. "Oh, Won Won," Lavender exclaimed with forced laughter to something Ron said and Hermione couldn't help but look up.
Slamming her book closed at the disruption, Hermione stood and huffed in their direction. "Don't you need to get some sleep for tomorrow's Quidditch match?" she instructed Ron. After all, Hermione had always taken on the role of his mother in Molly's absence. Turning on a heel she headed toward the stairs to the dorms but not before hearing Lavender remarks about what a stick in the mud she could be.
She stormed up to the sixth year dormitory and tossed her book on the top of her trunk and flopped onto her bed. Hermione couldn't stay here. She knew that eventually Lavender would arrive and begin to gush with Parvati about Ron and she simply didn't think she could keep her mouth shut while listening to the drivel. Mind made up, Hermione tossed her legs over the side of her bed and headed to find the only person she knew would be just as disgusted as she was.
Hermione made quick work of the flight of stairs that took her down to the fifth year dorm. She didn't remember having seen Ginny in the Common Room so it only made sense that the Weasley girl would be in her dorm. "Sorry, Gin, guess I'm not whomever you were expecting."
Hermione gave a exasperated sigh and made a quick trip across the room to the four poster and just started in without much more of a pause as she took a seat. "Seriously, what does he see in her? She pretends to be dumb just to make him like her. I would never pretend to be a ditz for some boy."