Hermione sat on her bed, lookng out of the window at the Quidditch field. It was only September 12th, so no new players had been recruited, therefore, the firle dwas deserted. Hermoine had a paper in her hand. It said:
Attention 4th Year
And Up Gryffindor
Girls!
Cheerleaders are needed
for the upcoming Quidditch
season! Tryouts are to be
on the 12th at the field
gates, for info. contact
Lavender Brown!
Something in Hermione really wanted to try out, and she thought she actually might have a chance. She no longer had bangs, her hair was straight and flat, and when she smiled, boys stared, but in a good way. But something else told her no. Underneath her looks, she was still 6th year, bookworm, teachers pet, best friends with two boys Hermione. And did that Hermione have what it took? She decided to take her mind off it for a while, She rolled onto her back and lookeda t the top of her scarlet canopy. There was a picture of she and Harry, standing there with their arms draped around each other, smiling. She had never really thought of it before, but she and Harry looked REALLY good together, and she realized that Harry was...well, cute. Hermione shook herself. She needed to stop it. Harry was her best friend and she couldn't do that to herself, and the group. She decided to go to the Common Room and get away from her thoughts.
When Hermione entered the Common Room, it wasn't very crowded, there were about only 5 people in it. 2 of those people were Harry and Ron.
"Hey Hermione!" said Harry with his smile. Hermione loved that smile, every time he grinned at her, she wanted to run up and kiss him, but she never did. Then she realized that she couldn't get away from her thoughts.
"Hiya 'Mione!" said Ron, 'You hear about the cheerleaders?"
Hermione nodded.
"You gonna try out?" he asked.
"I'm thinking about it," responded Hermione.
"Good, cuz Harry really wants to-OW!"
Harry had elbowed Ron in the ribs.
"Wants to what?"
"See you uh...find something outside of classes that you like," said Harry very quickly.
"Oh," said Hermione. She wasn't fooled, Harry was turning red. But she couldn't say anything. Just in case she was wrong, "Well, I'd better get going, I'll be late for tryouts." She walked towards the portrait hole.
"Good luck 'Mione!" called Harry.
"Thanks Harry!" she called back. Suddenly she felt taller, she could do this.
Hermione pushed open the back of the Fat Lady and walked down the hall.
So why can't I tell Harry that I like him? she thought. He seems to like me, but what if I'm wrong? I couldn't embarass myself like that.
Just then, she was joined by Parvati Patil. Last year, she had been the one who organized the cheerleading squad, therefore making her captian.
"Hey Herm!" she said, "Where are you off to?"
"Cheerleading tryouts," she said with a smile.
Parvati was estatic, "REALLY?" she yelled, "Awesome! Because I always thought we needed someone like you. What about you though...Well, anyway, c'mon! We're gonna be late!" She grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her out to the courtyard, where a group of girls stood. Automatically, Hermione knew she was different. All the girls were gossiping with one another, snapping and popping their gum, and when Hermione looked at them, they looked at her, and went on gossiping. Every now and then one would stop and look at her, as if to find something else to insult about her. Hermione didn't talk to anyone, until she saw a blonde girl sitting on one of the benches away from the group. She was very pretty, and looked like the kind of girl who might be in that group, minus the snobbines. Hermione didn't understand why the girl didn't fit in. So, she walked over to her.
"Hi! My name's Hermione," said Hermione
"I'm Allison, here sit down," said the girl.
Hermione sat down on the bench.
"Thank you girls, for coming here today!" announced Parvati from behind a table with two 7th year Gryffindors, Lavender and....
"HARRY!?!" yelled Hermione.
Attention 4th Year
And Up Gryffindor
Girls!
Cheerleaders are needed
for the upcoming Quidditch
season! Tryouts are to be
on the 12th at the field
gates, for info. contact
Lavender Brown!
Something in Hermione really wanted to try out, and she thought she actually might have a chance. She no longer had bangs, her hair was straight and flat, and when she smiled, boys stared, but in a good way. But something else told her no. Underneath her looks, she was still 6th year, bookworm, teachers pet, best friends with two boys Hermione. And did that Hermione have what it took? She decided to take her mind off it for a while, She rolled onto her back and lookeda t the top of her scarlet canopy. There was a picture of she and Harry, standing there with their arms draped around each other, smiling. She had never really thought of it before, but she and Harry looked REALLY good together, and she realized that Harry was...well, cute. Hermione shook herself. She needed to stop it. Harry was her best friend and she couldn't do that to herself, and the group. She decided to go to the Common Room and get away from her thoughts.
When Hermione entered the Common Room, it wasn't very crowded, there were about only 5 people in it. 2 of those people were Harry and Ron.
"Hey Hermione!" said Harry with his smile. Hermione loved that smile, every time he grinned at her, she wanted to run up and kiss him, but she never did. Then she realized that she couldn't get away from her thoughts.
"Hiya 'Mione!" said Ron, 'You hear about the cheerleaders?"
Hermione nodded.
"You gonna try out?" he asked.
"I'm thinking about it," responded Hermione.
"Good, cuz Harry really wants to-OW!"
Harry had elbowed Ron in the ribs.
"Wants to what?"
"See you uh...find something outside of classes that you like," said Harry very quickly.
"Oh," said Hermione. She wasn't fooled, Harry was turning red. But she couldn't say anything. Just in case she was wrong, "Well, I'd better get going, I'll be late for tryouts." She walked towards the portrait hole.
"Good luck 'Mione!" called Harry.
"Thanks Harry!" she called back. Suddenly she felt taller, she could do this.
Hermione pushed open the back of the Fat Lady and walked down the hall.
So why can't I tell Harry that I like him? she thought. He seems to like me, but what if I'm wrong? I couldn't embarass myself like that.
Just then, she was joined by Parvati Patil. Last year, she had been the one who organized the cheerleading squad, therefore making her captian.
"Hey Herm!" she said, "Where are you off to?"
"Cheerleading tryouts," she said with a smile.
Parvati was estatic, "REALLY?" she yelled, "Awesome! Because I always thought we needed someone like you. What about you though...Well, anyway, c'mon! We're gonna be late!" She grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her out to the courtyard, where a group of girls stood. Automatically, Hermione knew she was different. All the girls were gossiping with one another, snapping and popping their gum, and when Hermione looked at them, they looked at her, and went on gossiping. Every now and then one would stop and look at her, as if to find something else to insult about her. Hermione didn't talk to anyone, until she saw a blonde girl sitting on one of the benches away from the group. She was very pretty, and looked like the kind of girl who might be in that group, minus the snobbines. Hermione didn't understand why the girl didn't fit in. So, she walked over to her.
"Hi! My name's Hermione," said Hermione
"I'm Allison, here sit down," said the girl.
Hermione sat down on the bench.
"Thank you girls, for coming here today!" announced Parvati from behind a table with two 7th year Gryffindors, Lavender and....
"HARRY!?!" yelled Hermione.