Hermione in Love?
Part 1
Hermione, Ron, and Harry were walking up to the Gryffindor common room, chatting about their potions homework. Draco had followed them out of the classroom, without his usual escort of Crabbe and Goyle. Suddenly, Hermione tripped. The huge stack of books she carried everywhere fell all over the floor.
"Hermione!" cried Draco. "Are you all right?" He bent down and started to help her pick up her books. As he did, he slipped a folded piece of paper into her bag.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, Draco," Hermione told him. Ron and Harry stood, too amazed to speak. They walked in stunned silence to the common room. When they got there, a smile started to grow on Harry's face as Ron began to giggle.
"Hermione," Ron sputtered, "I think Draco fancies you!"
The words that came out of Hermione's mouth were the last thing that either of the boys would have expected to hear.
"Yes, I know. Isn't it wonderful?"
The two boys stared at her. Then Ron raised his voice.
"Halloo, can we get some cold water and some de-spelling potion over here? We need to get this girl back to her senses!"
Fred and George ran over, always glad to hear of some disruption.
"What's the matter, Ron?" asked George.
"Oh, no need to ask that," said Fred. "Just look at Hermione. That dreamy stare she had just a moment ago and the way she's blushing and stammering incoherent sentences right now…either she's in love or she's stark raving mad!"
"I'd say both," said Harry. "Draco Malfoy's in love with her, and she thinks it's wonderful!"
The twins looked at each other.
"Stark raving mad," they chorused.
"Look here, Hermione. Are we talking about the same Draco Malfoy?" asked Fred.
"Lucius Malfoy's son? The jerk?" George added.
"He is not a jerk," Hermione said hotly. "Maybe he's made some mistakes, but I think he's really changed now. He gave me—"
She broke off suddenly, but it was too late.
"What did he give you?" demanded Ron.
Harry dashed forward and grabbed Hermione's bag. She tried to get it away from him, but he had learned a lot from being a Seeker, and she didn't stand a chance. He searched through the bag, keeping it away from Hermione, until he found what he was looking for in a side pocket.
"Aha!" Harry cried, pulling out several sheets of folded notebook paper.
"Hermione, my dearest," he began to read aloud. "I wish I could tell you how I feel about you, but every time I see you, my tongue gets tied up and I cannot say the words I want to. I know that I have done bad things in the past—"
"I'll say," muttered Ron.
"—but I hope you will believe me when I tell you that I have truly turned over a new leaf. I love you, Hermione, and—"
"Stop it, Harry!" cried Hermione. She was in tears.
Harry looked around. By now the whole Gryffindor common room was listening to him. Hermione snatched the letters from his hands and ran off to her room, sobbing. Harry ran after her.
"Hermione, wait, I didn't mean to…"
To be continued…
Disclaimer: The characters belong to J. K. Rowling, of course.
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