Okay, I know I should be updating my other stories, but I am having
writer's block with those, and I just got the idea for this. So tell me if
you like it and we will see how far it goes...Oh yeah...all this stuff
points to most characters and setting not mine.
"Oh Harry, this is excellent!" said Hermione to the left of me, "We haven't been out of the castle is so long...and it's absolutely BEAUTIFUL out!!"
She was right, we had been so bogged down over the holiday, but now it was spring, all three of us were at Hogsmeade and everything was good. Ron, being the humongous flirt he was, had yet another new girl friend that he was going off to meet. Hermione and I, both unattached, spent the day together, just looking around.
Ron had promised to meet us at The Three Broomsticks at the end of the day so we cold meet his new girl friend. Hermione and I were betting on what she would be like. Ron had a fetish for blonde bimbo type lately, so that's what I thought she would be like. Hermione said he was getting out of that and that she would be intelligent and witty. She was wrong.
"Hey guys!" Ron said as he walked over to out table, "This is Heather, she's an American witch."
"Hi!" She squeaked, oh boy, did I ever win this bet. This girl was at least five foot six or seven; Ron's lucky he's six-foot already. She had legs for days and long, flowing blonde hair, beautiful, yes, but not my type. I want a girl that knows what monogamy is. (A/N: If you don't know what monogamy is, find out, you have to know what it means to get the joke, and it will do you well.)
"Heather, these are my best friends, Harry and Hermione."
"Hello." Hermione said, looking none too pleased wit this girl
"What kind of name is Hermione? I've never heard that before, it's funny."
"It's the name my parents gave me, and I'll thank you not to poke fun at it." she said through clenched teeth before going over to the bar
"Nice." I whispered to Ron, "Hi, I'm Harry."
"What did I do Ron?" she whined, oh is that going to get old fast
"Nothing, she's just...touchy."
"Oh, okay!" she said, back to her peppy self, I was amazed at how fast she could change her emotions
"Right...uh...see you around mate." I said and walked over to Hermione
"You know, she didn't mean to hurt your feelings." I reasoned
"Yeah, I know," she said, more into her drink, than to me, "It's just...why can't he go for a smart girl for once? I mean...these girl have to get old sometime, right?"
"They do, that's true. But, Hermione, if you like him, why not tell him?" I had known for a while she had feelings for Ron, but this is the first time I have said anything
"You think I? Oh Harry, I just meant..."
"Come on Hermione, it's kind of obvious, to me anyway."
"Oh damn. Is it obvious to him?"
"No, he's not looking, really looking at you yet."
"Yeah..." She said, taking another sip of her drink, which, I found, was Fire Whisky
"Hermione...where...where did you get that?"
"What? Oh, this? The bartender gave it to me, he said I looked sad."
I looked up to see a very young bartender looking at us, well, not us, but Hermione. I didn't like the look of him, he looked too old for her.
"I don't think you should have this, here, give it to me."
"Yeah...fine....I'm going the ladies room, I'll meet you outside."
"Alright." I waited until she went in then I called the bartender over
"What can I do for ya, mate?" he asks, he thinks he is so damn smooth
"What you can do is to leave that girl alone. How old are you?"
"Twenty-five. Why do you ask?"
"She's only sixteen, leave her alone." and I left the bar
"Hey" the bartender said as Hermione came out of the bathroom
"Yes?"
"I'm Zack, how are you?"
"I'm Hermione, and I'm fine. Is there something I can do for you? I was just leaving."
"Yes, would you go out with me next Saturday?"
She was a little stunned, but she regained her composure and said, "Yes, I would love to."
"Excellent, be here at seven, we will go out to dinner."
"I can't...we can't just leave the castle..."
"Come on, it's the weekend, who will know?"
"Alright, seven it is, see you then Zack."
"I can't wait."
I had seen the whole thing, when she came out, I was so angry, "What did that guy ask you?" I almost yelled
"He wanted to take me out next Saturday."
"WHAT?" this time I had to yell, "You said 'no', right?"
"Of course not! He's handsome and very polite, why wouldn't I go out with him?"
"Hermione! He's twenty-five for one thing! And you can't just leave the castle! "
"I can if you let me use the invisibility cloak, and who cares how old he is?"
"Listen, I know you are sad about Ron, but you can't go out with this guy. He's too old for you." I didn't want to do this to her, but I had no choice, "And I won't let you use the invisibility cloak."
"What the hell Harry?" she spat, "I finally meet a guy that takes interest in me, and you wont even let me meet him once! You're not my father, Harry." and with that she was gone, just then, Ron came out, snoging Heather
"What's her problem?" he said as he looked up to see Hermione run away
"I don't know." I'll tell him later, I don't want to talk in front of Heather
The week was flying by, but all I could think about was Hermione, I didn't know what to do. She wouldn't talk to me all week, and I was worried that she was going to do something drastic. But, I let it go on Friday night when still nothing had happened.
"Is she talking to you?" Ron asked
"Not yet, hopefully, once Saturday is gone, she'll forget about it." I said, only half believing it,
"How's Heather?"
"We broke up. I am done with that, I want a girl I can talk to."
I smirked, 'sure you do', "So, have your eye on anyone?"
"Not really, but I need a little time to look around. As much as I hate to admit it, there is a Slytherin girl who looks good. She is smart and relatively nice for Slytherin..."
"Yeah..." I wasn't rally listing, I was thinking about what Hermione had said, if he would just ask her out...Ron brought me back to reality
"Harry...Harry!"
"Huh? What?"
"I said, what do you think?"
"About what?"
"About the Slytherin girl"
"Oh, she sounds great."
"You weren't even listening!"
"Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind. I'm not hungry, I'll see you later."
"See ya, mate."
I went back to the common room it was totally deserted, everyone was at dinner. I had a small mountain of homework to do, so I thought I might get started on it as I waited for everyone to come back, I wanted to talk to Hermione...
After everyone came back from dinner, Hermione still wasn't here, and I started to worry, "Was she at dinner?" I asked Ron
"No...Now that you mention it, I haven't seen her since our last class."
"Damn. I hope she's alright, maybe we should go look for her."
"Harry, we have to give her some space, let her think. She's not stupid, she'll be fine."
"Yeah...I guess your right."
I went back to my homework after suggesting Ron do the same. We worked late into the night. At about midnight, Ron said he was off to bed, I wanted to wait for Hermione, and she still wasn't back. Right after Ron left, she came through the port hole; she looked freezing, even though it was only a cool spring night.
"Hermione! Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Look, Harry, I'm sorry. You were right, I have been awful to you this week, can you ever forgive me?"
Of course, what are friends for? Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah, just tired, I'm going to bed. Night, Harry"
"Night."
I still felt like there was something wrong, but I didn't know what it was. I knew I couldn't sleep, so I just kept doing homework. It was nearly five when I finished it all, I decided it was time for bed, even though I would probably be up soon. So I went off to bed, and fell into an uneasy sleep.
It was noon when I woke up, I had missed breakfast. But lunch was soon, so I got dressed and went down to the Great Hall. When I walked in, I saw Ron and Hermione, so I went over to them.
"Hey! He's finally up!" Ron said
"Yeah, yeah, leave me alone."
"I hope you had a restful sleep." he mocked
"How late were you doing homework, Harry?" Hermione asked
"Oh, I don't know, fiveish?"
"Harry! You shouldn't stay up so late."
Thankful she was back to her old self, I didn't want to argue, "Yeah, I know, I'll try not to."
We spent the whole day together, since it was another beautiful day. Mostly we just lazed by the lake, but we did get up the energy to do a little flying, even Hermione. At about six forty-five, Hermione left, saying she had a little homework to do, and that she would be back soon. When an hour passed and she still hadn't returned, I started to worry.
"Ron, what if she went out with that guy?"
"She didn't. I know her, she's smarted than that."
But when we got there, she wasn't in the common room.
"Shit." I said as I ran up to the dorm, Ron at my heels
"What are you doing?" he asked
"FUCK! IT'S GONE!"
"What is?"
"My invisibility cloak, she took it, she went on that date."
"Oh shit." he breathed
So? Did you like it? I hope so. R&R me and I might keep this going.
Mel
"Oh Harry, this is excellent!" said Hermione to the left of me, "We haven't been out of the castle is so long...and it's absolutely BEAUTIFUL out!!"
She was right, we had been so bogged down over the holiday, but now it was spring, all three of us were at Hogsmeade and everything was good. Ron, being the humongous flirt he was, had yet another new girl friend that he was going off to meet. Hermione and I, both unattached, spent the day together, just looking around.
Ron had promised to meet us at The Three Broomsticks at the end of the day so we cold meet his new girl friend. Hermione and I were betting on what she would be like. Ron had a fetish for blonde bimbo type lately, so that's what I thought she would be like. Hermione said he was getting out of that and that she would be intelligent and witty. She was wrong.
"Hey guys!" Ron said as he walked over to out table, "This is Heather, she's an American witch."
"Hi!" She squeaked, oh boy, did I ever win this bet. This girl was at least five foot six or seven; Ron's lucky he's six-foot already. She had legs for days and long, flowing blonde hair, beautiful, yes, but not my type. I want a girl that knows what monogamy is. (A/N: If you don't know what monogamy is, find out, you have to know what it means to get the joke, and it will do you well.)
"Heather, these are my best friends, Harry and Hermione."
"Hello." Hermione said, looking none too pleased wit this girl
"What kind of name is Hermione? I've never heard that before, it's funny."
"It's the name my parents gave me, and I'll thank you not to poke fun at it." she said through clenched teeth before going over to the bar
"Nice." I whispered to Ron, "Hi, I'm Harry."
"What did I do Ron?" she whined, oh is that going to get old fast
"Nothing, she's just...touchy."
"Oh, okay!" she said, back to her peppy self, I was amazed at how fast she could change her emotions
"Right...uh...see you around mate." I said and walked over to Hermione
"You know, she didn't mean to hurt your feelings." I reasoned
"Yeah, I know," she said, more into her drink, than to me, "It's just...why can't he go for a smart girl for once? I mean...these girl have to get old sometime, right?"
"They do, that's true. But, Hermione, if you like him, why not tell him?" I had known for a while she had feelings for Ron, but this is the first time I have said anything
"You think I? Oh Harry, I just meant..."
"Come on Hermione, it's kind of obvious, to me anyway."
"Oh damn. Is it obvious to him?"
"No, he's not looking, really looking at you yet."
"Yeah..." She said, taking another sip of her drink, which, I found, was Fire Whisky
"Hermione...where...where did you get that?"
"What? Oh, this? The bartender gave it to me, he said I looked sad."
I looked up to see a very young bartender looking at us, well, not us, but Hermione. I didn't like the look of him, he looked too old for her.
"I don't think you should have this, here, give it to me."
"Yeah...fine....I'm going the ladies room, I'll meet you outside."
"Alright." I waited until she went in then I called the bartender over
"What can I do for ya, mate?" he asks, he thinks he is so damn smooth
"What you can do is to leave that girl alone. How old are you?"
"Twenty-five. Why do you ask?"
"She's only sixteen, leave her alone." and I left the bar
"Hey" the bartender said as Hermione came out of the bathroom
"Yes?"
"I'm Zack, how are you?"
"I'm Hermione, and I'm fine. Is there something I can do for you? I was just leaving."
"Yes, would you go out with me next Saturday?"
She was a little stunned, but she regained her composure and said, "Yes, I would love to."
"Excellent, be here at seven, we will go out to dinner."
"I can't...we can't just leave the castle..."
"Come on, it's the weekend, who will know?"
"Alright, seven it is, see you then Zack."
"I can't wait."
I had seen the whole thing, when she came out, I was so angry, "What did that guy ask you?" I almost yelled
"He wanted to take me out next Saturday."
"WHAT?" this time I had to yell, "You said 'no', right?"
"Of course not! He's handsome and very polite, why wouldn't I go out with him?"
"Hermione! He's twenty-five for one thing! And you can't just leave the castle! "
"I can if you let me use the invisibility cloak, and who cares how old he is?"
"Listen, I know you are sad about Ron, but you can't go out with this guy. He's too old for you." I didn't want to do this to her, but I had no choice, "And I won't let you use the invisibility cloak."
"What the hell Harry?" she spat, "I finally meet a guy that takes interest in me, and you wont even let me meet him once! You're not my father, Harry." and with that she was gone, just then, Ron came out, snoging Heather
"What's her problem?" he said as he looked up to see Hermione run away
"I don't know." I'll tell him later, I don't want to talk in front of Heather
The week was flying by, but all I could think about was Hermione, I didn't know what to do. She wouldn't talk to me all week, and I was worried that she was going to do something drastic. But, I let it go on Friday night when still nothing had happened.
"Is she talking to you?" Ron asked
"Not yet, hopefully, once Saturday is gone, she'll forget about it." I said, only half believing it,
"How's Heather?"
"We broke up. I am done with that, I want a girl I can talk to."
I smirked, 'sure you do', "So, have your eye on anyone?"
"Not really, but I need a little time to look around. As much as I hate to admit it, there is a Slytherin girl who looks good. She is smart and relatively nice for Slytherin..."
"Yeah..." I wasn't rally listing, I was thinking about what Hermione had said, if he would just ask her out...Ron brought me back to reality
"Harry...Harry!"
"Huh? What?"
"I said, what do you think?"
"About what?"
"About the Slytherin girl"
"Oh, she sounds great."
"You weren't even listening!"
"Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind. I'm not hungry, I'll see you later."
"See ya, mate."
I went back to the common room it was totally deserted, everyone was at dinner. I had a small mountain of homework to do, so I thought I might get started on it as I waited for everyone to come back, I wanted to talk to Hermione...
After everyone came back from dinner, Hermione still wasn't here, and I started to worry, "Was she at dinner?" I asked Ron
"No...Now that you mention it, I haven't seen her since our last class."
"Damn. I hope she's alright, maybe we should go look for her."
"Harry, we have to give her some space, let her think. She's not stupid, she'll be fine."
"Yeah...I guess your right."
I went back to my homework after suggesting Ron do the same. We worked late into the night. At about midnight, Ron said he was off to bed, I wanted to wait for Hermione, and she still wasn't back. Right after Ron left, she came through the port hole; she looked freezing, even though it was only a cool spring night.
"Hermione! Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Look, Harry, I'm sorry. You were right, I have been awful to you this week, can you ever forgive me?"
Of course, what are friends for? Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah, just tired, I'm going to bed. Night, Harry"
"Night."
I still felt like there was something wrong, but I didn't know what it was. I knew I couldn't sleep, so I just kept doing homework. It was nearly five when I finished it all, I decided it was time for bed, even though I would probably be up soon. So I went off to bed, and fell into an uneasy sleep.
It was noon when I woke up, I had missed breakfast. But lunch was soon, so I got dressed and went down to the Great Hall. When I walked in, I saw Ron and Hermione, so I went over to them.
"Hey! He's finally up!" Ron said
"Yeah, yeah, leave me alone."
"I hope you had a restful sleep." he mocked
"How late were you doing homework, Harry?" Hermione asked
"Oh, I don't know, fiveish?"
"Harry! You shouldn't stay up so late."
Thankful she was back to her old self, I didn't want to argue, "Yeah, I know, I'll try not to."
We spent the whole day together, since it was another beautiful day. Mostly we just lazed by the lake, but we did get up the energy to do a little flying, even Hermione. At about six forty-five, Hermione left, saying she had a little homework to do, and that she would be back soon. When an hour passed and she still hadn't returned, I started to worry.
"Ron, what if she went out with that guy?"
"She didn't. I know her, she's smarted than that."
But when we got there, she wasn't in the common room.
"Shit." I said as I ran up to the dorm, Ron at my heels
"What are you doing?" he asked
"FUCK! IT'S GONE!"
"What is?"
"My invisibility cloak, she took it, she went on that date."
"Oh shit." he breathed
So? Did you like it? I hope so. R&R me and I might keep this going.
Mel