Summary: Hermione breaks Harry's glasses at Hogesmade. What can they actually do within 3 hours being together? Super fluff and Christmasy! H+H!
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe.
Author: :eherm: me!
So before you go and read.. all of you who are still waiting for my other chapters to get finished, i'm working on it. My files got erased I have to write them all over again. *arrggh*. But, I needed to finish this first, at least to be in time for Christmas. So Marry Christmas everybody and yeah!! H+H fics are now 97 pages!! Let them snow! Let them snow! Let them snow! loveya Aurors! (h/h shippers)
Read on.. Enjoy...
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Hogesmade definitely had a different glow that day. Snow had covered it in thick layers, covering the roofs and unshoveled corners and streets.
Though the wind was unkind as it blew another gush of cold air, the feel of the surroundings were very warming. Puffy smoke out the chimneys, wreath hung on every door, and warm colors decorated the place.
Truly warming, Truly Christmas.
A perfect day for a Hogesmade weekend and lucky enough, many were witnessing it. Well, sort of..
"And then he dives for it!" Ron exclaimed to Harry, as he actioned his hands diving through the air as if it was the person whe was talking about doing the action. Wanting to help Harry visualize what he was talking about.
Harry seemed interested. He gave some awed expressions and replies to Ron's detailed decriptions of the Quidditch game he saw yesterday with his family. Well, they were talking about Quidditch.
Hermione on the other hand, was busy reading her Romance novel, a reasearch for Muggle Studies, trying to walk in pace with her two bestfriends. And glancing occassionally at the pathway, not wanting to trip.
"Really? How close?" Harry asked Ron now more interested.
"It must have been this close!" Ron said as he measured his fingers about an inch.
"Woah no way!" Harry expressed.
"You know him Hermione right? Greg Town? He's your neighbor." Ron said, disturbing Hermione. Greg Town was the seeker he was talking about and it was such a coincidence that George Town was known to live at Freewoodville. Also the same place Hermione lives with her family.
"Greg Town? No." Hermione said, looking up a bit from her book at them.
Ron and Harry were still talking nonstop, but occassionally tried not to make Hermione feel out of place.
They did occsassional checks an glances that they do not want to make Hermione feel she wasn't part of it. Besides, she looked like she was enjoying herself in the novel she was reading.
After running out of stuff Ron has to say about yesterday's game.(whichwas a miracle..) They switched topics frequently. Until it reached..
"I bet that's why Hermione is reading one too." Ron teased, now both of them looking at Hermione.
"Did I just hear my name?" Hermione grinned sarcastically.
"Yeah..." Harry grinned back.
"Well why?" Hermione asked, quite irritated she had been disturbed.
"They say girls are more into Romance Novels nowadays. You know, to be more 'emotionally mature' and you're in the fad too...I - we see...." Ron grinned and Harry grinned too.
Hermione felt heat run up to her cheeks. "Most influently not the reason why I'm reading this, How many times do I have to tell you that I'm reading this for a Muggle Studies Research." Hermione said fastly.
"Mmm..." Ron just hummed while Harry nudged Ron for teasing her.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
Before Ron could say another word, someone was calling his name.
"Ron! Ron!"
Ron, Harry and Hermione turned around to see who it was. It was Ginny, Running quite fast towards his brother, her shoulder length red hair waving around every leap she took.
"What Ginny?" Ron asked his sister as she panted a bit before talking. "Hi Ginny." Hermione greeted and Harry did too.
"Hi Hermione, Harry." Ginny smiled nervously and turned back to Ron." I - have been looking all over for you.. Where have you been?" Ginny asked, trying to catch her breath sounding a lot like her mother.
"I was just strolling around. Why?" Ron asked raising his eyebrow looking at her as if she just saw what was obvious.
"You forgot didn't you?" Ginny rolled her eyes, expecting this. "You are supposed to be at Greenfrog's right now. Remember?" Ginny said to him, referring Greenfrog's as the shop where they should meet raising her eyebrows.
"Oh my! I'm such a bat! Guys, I really need to go. I'm sorry. Let's all just meet at Three Broomsticks at.." Ron said, and stopped to glance at his watch, estimating the time when he would be back.
"at 2.. Bye Harry, Bye Hermione.. You two have fun while I'm gone!" Ron said as he followed Ginny to Greenfrog's.
After witnessing it, Hermione held out a sigh. How will she ever make Harry enjoy being with her, she decribed herself as boring. Get it? b-o-r-i-n-g. booo-ring.
"You okay Hermione?" Harry checked, glancing at her.
"I guess... Harry, I really can't talk about Quidditch with you.. You know.." Hermione looked at him apolegitically.
Harry chuckled. "I'm not expecting that from you."
"But I don't think you can actually talk about something with me, in the way you and Ron do.." Hermione said quite honestly, now accepting the fact Ron was gone and she had to talk to Harry.
"It's okay. I really don't mind hearing some lectures about Ancient Runes." Harry teased that made Hermione open her mouth in disbelief but, still had a grin on her face.
"Why you..." Hermione grinned playfully and punched his right shoulder, a bit.. too hard.
Becuase of that, Harry's body twirled around almost loosing his balance and finally landing on the snow displacing the neatly shoveled snow eveywhere.
"Oww.." Harry said as he rubbed his back.
"Omigosh.. I'm so sorry Harry. I didn't mean to push you that hard.." Hermione said, biting her lip and tried to help him up.
"It's okay. Just remind me never to tease you again." Harry chuckled as he accepted Hermione's hand up, that seemed to electrify his nerves, but before he could even move, it was then he noticed his vision was blurry.
He touched his nose bridge to check. "My glasses.. I lost them.." He said.
CRRUUNCCH!!!
"What was that?" Harry said, with a bit of scared tone.
"Uh, I found it.." Hermione gulped as she picked it up and looked at Harry's glasses she just stepped on.The frame was now crooked and bent into every odd angle you could imagine, the lens were shattered and broken. She really found it right.
"I'm sorry..." Hermione said apologetically. Harry just grinned as if saying 'It's okay.' even if he knew his vision was blurry he still knew where Hermione was standing.
"Well, you can repair it right?" Harry asked, quite sure of his statement. Hermione didn't reply.
"Hermione? Like Reparo?" Harry asked again, now unsure while swishing and flicking his hand as if he was holding a wand.
"Harry.. I sort of didn't bring my wand.." Hermione said nervously.
"Yikes and I didn't bring mine too!" Harry said as he placed his hand on his forehead.
Hermione sighed as she placed Harry's broken glasses on her robe pocket and walked towards him. "You can still see can you?" She wanted to make sure.
"Um, a bit. It's just very blurry. I think my eyes get worse and worse every year." Harry sighed.
"Here. Take my hand. I'll guide you to the bench." Hermione smiled and offered her hand.
Harry raised his and put it on top of Hermione's. Well.. not. It was according to his vision.
Hermione chuckled. "Harry, that's a dog you're petting." My hands are right here." She said as she gently took his arm with one hand and guided it on top of her other hand.
Gently and slowly Hermione pressed his hands on her's. The gentle friction between their hands made them feel, entiwined.
Hermione looked into his eyes. Does he feel the same? But she turned away, thinking it isn't really possible he had feelings for her, more then just a friend.
Harry wanted to see Hermione. Damn did he hate loosing his glasses. But nevertheless, they wouldn't hold halds right now if his glasses didn't break. Though not so himself, Harry liked it. And it seemed to make him blush.
Hermione walked first and Harry slowly followed, when Hermione reached the bench, she paused. Harry did too but just too late.
BUMP!
"Owww..." Harry said , still holding Hermione's hand and using his free hand to rub his knee.
Hermione tried hard to hold in a laugh. "Sit down Harry." she instructed and Harry did as told.
They sat there, still holding hands as if it were the fire in a fireplace, it kept them warm from the snowy atmosphere.
Hermione then had to break the silence.
"Lets see.. How many fingers am I showing?" Hermione asked, showing three fingers in front of his face. Hey, Remember? Their hands are still together!!!
"Uh, four?" Harry answered. Hermione held out a tsk.
"It's three Harry." Hermione corrected and Harry just had an embarassed expression.
The wind blew again huskily. It was chilly and the coldness bit. Staying outdoors isn't really a good idea.
Hermione shivered a bit, her snowy clothing wasn't much to entirely protet her from the cold wind.
"Hermione you cold?" Harry asked, feeling a bit of vibration around him.
"A bit.." Hermione said as she tightened her grip on his arm and Harry seemed to squeeze it back.
"Why don't we go to Three Broomsticks and have a cup of cocoa?" Harry suggested and it seemed to make Hermione brighten up.
"Good Idea." Now, let me help you up." Hermione said as she stood up in front of Harry and now touching both his hands.
And it seemed to electrify her whole system again. Another hand to get nervous breakdown. lol.
Harry stood up as if it was his first time. Obviously, still adjusting from sitting down to standing up.
Hermione chuckled again. Harry was so funny to look at. He was standing there without no idea where he was going or what he was going to do.
Hermione hated to admit it, but she had fun looking on his eyes, it showed much of his emerald green eyes that seemed to make her melt. She shut her eyes close. She shouldn't be thinking of things like this. Holding out a sigh again, after noticing Harry regained his balance again...
"Here Harry.." Hermione said as she removed one hand from his, that seemed to disappoint her too much.
'God what am I thinking?!' Hermione scolded herself.
Then, after taking a few steps on the snowy pathway...
"The shop is just 3 blocks away." Hermione told him, she knew he didn't ask. But her instincts told her she needed too.
Harry was now feeling a bit dizzy, it's hard to move without your glasses. Lucky he had Hermione.
Lucky he had Hermione to guide him.
Hermione wasn't his. He wanted to somehow. But how?
They still walked together , still hand-in hand until they reached Three Broomsticks without even saying a word to each other. Just hand squeezing and grabbing.
Even though they are aware that Ron wouldn't be able to arrive there in two hours, they just went in. To add up, their tummies were grumbling, moaning for food.
GrrRrrLLmmM...
Harry's stomach sounded. "Ehehe.." Harry laughed patheticly as he turned to Hermione. 'Oh my giggers, how will I even know I look presentable..'
Hermione laughed. Harry did have quite an appetite. But before she could even tease him..
GgrrrLLbb...
'Stupid tummy! Major Turn-off Hermione! Major turn-off! Well what am I thinking? He dosen't even like me!!' Hermione thought.
"Ehehehe..." Hermione did the same expression Harry did. Not it was Harry's turn to laugh. But he didn't.
"So I guess we're both hungry huh? Why don't we take a seat?" Harry said, giveing her a toothless smile.
'Ahh gods! I embarassed him and he didn't embarass me! I feel so un!!! uncool!! Well, why would he be embrassed from me anyway?' Hermione thought vividly again. Thank God he couldn't see her.. clearly.
"Hey guys. I'm Pamela, what would you two want?" The pretty blonde waitress asked Harry and Hermione as she approached their table, gave them menus, unhooking a pen from her hair and ready to write.
Harry looked at his menu. All he could see was a very blurry white rectangle. But he didn't need a menu. He knew what he wanted.
Hermione didn't have to look at it either.
"Chicken Rice and a butterbeer" Harry and Hermione said in unison.
"Is that one order or two?" Pamela asked, confused.
"Two." Harry and Hermione said together again.
"Ohh.. okay.. so two Chicken Rice and butterbeers for each." Pamela reviewed.
"No," Hermione started "one chicken rice and butterbeer each." Harry finished.
"Ahh.. hehe.. okay, It'll be ready in 10 minutes or less. I'll be back for your free hot chocolate." Pamela said happily and trotted away to the cashier.
Pamela gave the cashier the list of the food her customers ordered.
"Hey Lizzie. See those two over that table?" Pamela asked Lizzie, who was busy checking the receipts.
"Uh, yeah, why?" Lizzie said, glancing at Pamela.
"Do you think they're friends, dating or lovers?" Pamela asked quirkily.
"I dunno, all I can say is they look so cute together." Lizzie grinned. Pamela grinned back. She absolutely thought the same thing.
"Big Bill! Hurry up with the hot chocolate already!" Pamela shouted softly (now that's an oxymoron) at the 'chef'.
"Here ya' go Pamz." Big Bill said, handing her two cups of hot choco.
"Thanks." Pamela said and reached for a small plate of marshmallows and sugar from a different container in her tray.
Pamela happily walked to Harry and Hermione's table.
"Here you go guys. Enjoy. Your food is coming right up!" Pamela said as she walked away after Harry and Hermione thanked her.
"Wow, this smells good." Harry said, inhaling the scent of the hot choco.
"Yeah, but it's still so hot, it might burn your tongue." Hermione said.
"Hey Harry, marshmallows!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Where?" Harry said.
"Here on the tray..." Hermione said, and Harry seemed excited to grab some. He started to slither his hands around the table, very far from where the marshmallows were placed.
Hermione looked at his hands. HIs helpless hands. Oh god, she didn't want to hold them again, what would he think?
Without thinking, Hermione grabbed some marshmallows on one hand and picked one from her other hand.
"Here." she said and still without thinking, fed Harry with a marshmallow.
Harry felt quite shocked on what had touched his lips, something soft, and then, it entered his mouth. A familiar taste. Yeah, the marshmallows!
Did just Hermione feed me marshmallows?
Did she just do that?
Wow, it hit him. And then, she says another is coming. He didn't hesitate to joke with her and open his mouth a bit saying ahh.
He heard Hermione chuckle. But she did continue feeding him marshmallows.
'She is just so sweet.' Harry remarked. Rather flustering every moment he felt her fingers on his lips.
Pamela rather enjoyed watching them eating their marshmallows. Even though their food was ready a minute ago, she couldn't just destroy a moment like this. She grinned watching the two. She held out a sigh.
"When will I ever find a couple sweeter than those two." She said half whispering as she saw Harry trying to feed Hermione marshmallows too, well he insisted, but then it landed on her cheek that made the two burst out laughing.
She narrowed her eyes to check. The marshmallow plate was now empty. Yeah, time for their food.
"Hey guys, here's you food. Chicken Rice and butterbeer...Enjoy!" Pamela said as she slowly put their food on the table.
"Thanks.." Hermione said.
Hermione glanced at her food, and at Harry who was trying to clear his vision, to see where his spoon and fork were located.
"Hermione, where's the spoon and fork?" Harry said.
"There.." Hermione said as she took the spoon and fork and inserted between his hands.
"Ohh.." Harry said, blushing.
"The plate is here right?" Harry
asked again, now feeling a lot more foolish.
"Yeah..." Hermione asked.
Harry then finally was settle on his plate. He put his fork in his chicken
and positioned his knife to cut.
But then when he did, it slid. Ver soft chicken indeed.
"Harry, you're slicing the rice!" Hermione chuckled. Harry smirked.
"Aww.. I really can't eat!" Harry pouted, putting down his fork and knife.
"You'll just have to spoonfeed me Hermione...."
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Gawsh this is too long so if you want me to continue, well i will, please
leave a review or something, this isn't actually finished, but it is sorta
long so bear with me here kay? it's not another chapter really, it's sort
of a second page. So thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it. If you hate
it, just shut up and don't tell me. If you love it or like it, tell me.
Flames will be used to burn the marshmallows... (Hermione whines) lol.
So please review before i post the second chapter asap!
thanks!
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