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"Hermione!" A voice called. "Hermione, wake up!"
"Huh?" Hermione said sleepily.
"Wake up! The quidditch match is starting in, like, five minutes!" Hermione's roommate said yanking her out of bed.
"What ti-ime is it?" Hermione asked through a yawn.
"9:55." The American girl said, looking at her watch.
"Michelle!" Hermione shrieked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I don't know!" Michelle yelled back. "Here put these on." She tossed Hermione some light blue robes.
"These are dress robes!" Hermione yelled running to her trunk. She pulled off her pajamas and put on a set of regular black work robes.
There was knock at the door. Michelle went to answer it.
"Is she up yet?" Ron asked from the doorway.
"Yeah, come in."
Ron stepped through the door.
Hermione was pulling a brush through her hair.
"Hurry up Hermione!" Ron said sitting on the trunk at the foot of Hermione's bed.
"Just a minute!" Hermione was now crawling around on the floor.
"What are you doing?" Asked Michelle clipping her long blonde hair behind her head.
"I can't find my other shoe!"
"Here it is!" Ron said holding up a white and red shoe.
"Thank you!" Gasped Hermione sitting next to Ron on the trunk. She put on the show and kissed Ron on the cheek. "Shall we?" She said standing up.
Ron, who was blushing a deep shade of red, stood up.
"Are you going to come, Michelle?" Asked Hermione.
"Nope, I'm going to breakfast."
"Okay. See you after the match, then." Said Hermione. She started walking out the door. She turned around. "You coming, Ron?"
"Ron smiled stupidly, still blushing. "Yeah, coming." He followed Hermione out the door.
~
Ron and Hermione ran down through the entrance hall, passing the Great Hall. They ran across the snow-covered grounds and out to the quidditch pitch.
They pushed their way up the bleachers and into the seats next to Neville.
"Thanks for saving the seats Neville." Ron said sitting down.
"So where's Harry?" Hermione asked pulling the omnioculars she had gotten two years before at the Quidditch World Cup, out of her cloak pocket.
"He's up there." Neville pointed up above the Slytherin team's center goal post. Harry was flying around the goal posts when suddenly he dove. Hermione gasped as Harry hurtled toward the ground. The snitch was hovering right next to Draco Malfoy's, who was flying around in circles near the ground, right ankle. Harry stretched out his hand and grabbed the snitch. Malfoy cursed loudly when he realized what Harry had done.
The whole Gryffindor side of the field erupted with cheers and applause.
Neville was nearly toppled over when Ron and Hermione leapt out of their seats and flung themselves toward the stairs. Ron and Hermione pushed past the crowd and ran downstairs and onto the field, closely followed by Cho Chang who had jumped out her chair when she saw Ron and Hermione run past.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled running across the snowy field. "Harry, we won!"
"We've overtaken Slytherin!" Ron yelled.
"Harry!" Cho yelled flinging herself on him. "Harry!"
"Cho! Cho!" Harry yelled back teasingly. He wrapped her in a hug.
Hermione glared at Cho, but made herself look happier when Ron looked over at her.
Harry was smiling broadly, but not at Hermione or Ron. He was looking at Cho. Ron was also smiling happily. "Shall we get some breakfast?" He said turning towards the school.
"Yeah, I'm starving. Didn't eat before the match." Harry said.
"Harry!" Cho squealed "You know you need to eat before quidditch! What if you faint or something and fall of your broom?!"
"You know I won't fall off." He kissed her on the forehead.
Cho smiled up at him. She had to look pretty high because Harry was nearly a foot taller than she was.
"Harry! Harry, can we get your picture?!" Denis and Colin Creevey came running at him flailing their cameras around.
"Go on ahead of me. I'll catch up in a few minutes." Harry said removing his arm from Cho's shoulder.
Ron nodded and continued towards the school. Hermione and Cho followed.
~
"Sorry about that. They insist on taking pictures after every match. You would think they'd get tired of seeing me.
Cho giggled.
"I reckon they've got at least fifty albums full of your pictures, Harry." Ron said
Hermione couldn't help smiling.
Harry sat down between Hermione and Cho. Hermione blushed furiously when Harry's hand brushed her arm as her reached for a piece of toast.
"Aren't you going to eat, Hermione?" Ron asked as he reached for more bacon.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." Hermione replied as she spooned some porridge into her bowl.
"Hullo, everyone!" Seamus Finnigan said sitting down next to Ron "Great match, eh, Harry?"
Harry smiled.
Hermione loved that smile; she would have given anything to be the one Harry was smiling at.
"I need to get some homework done." Cho said. "Goodbye everyone. Bye Harry." She stood up, kissed him on the cheek, and exited the hall.
Hermione poked at the oatmeal with her spoon, not actually eating any.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked looking concerned.
Harry looked over at her, but she didn't notice.
"Nothing. I'm all right." Hermione answered quietly.
"Okay…" Ron said suspiciously.
"Hermione!" Someone yelled.
Hermione looked up. Michelle was running across the room towards her. "Hermione! How was the match? Did we win?"
"It was good, yes, we won." Hermione said. "Here, why don't you talk to Seamus."
Michelle gave Hermione a worried look, but smiled when she saw Seamus. She walked over and sat next to him.
"I'm going to the common room, I don't feel well." Hermione said standing up.
"I'll go with you." Ron said.
Hermione nodded.
They left to the entrance hall and continued up the stairs.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" Ron asked again.
"I don't think I got enough sleep."
"Don't lie, I know you too well, it doesn't work." Ron said. "What's really wrong?"
Hermione smiled, but then remembered the way Harry kept looking at Cho. "It's stupid, Ron, really."
"Why'd you say you felt bad then?" Ron persisted.
Hermione sighed. "To get away from Harry."
"What?!" Ron exclaimed, confused.
"Promise me you won't tell him."
"Tell him what?"
"Promise!" Hermione shouted, a little louder than she intended.
"All right, all right, I promise." Ron said still very confused.
"I can't stand the way Harry looks at Cho!"
"What? What are you saying? Do you not like Cho?"
"No, Cho's great." Hermione reassured Ron. "I just…" She trailed off.
"What?"
"I've…I…I have a...crush on him…" Hermione blushed furiously.
"What?" Ron looked somewhat surprised, but more sad than anything.
Hermione just looked at her shoes. "Don't make me say it again." She whispered.
"But…but…" Ron now looked very confused. "Why are you trying to get away from him then?"
"I can't be around him when he's…I don't want to see him right now." Hermione said still studying her shoes rather closely. "Please don't tell him." She finally looked up at Ron's bewildered face.
"I won't…"
Hermione looked up at him and continued walking toward Gryffindor tower. Ron followed her. They walked up the stairs in silence. "Fimbly." Hermione said when they reached the portrait of the fat lady. It swung open and they climbed through.
"Hi guys!" Colin called from in front of the fire.
"Hi, Colin," Ron said flopping into a squashy chair near Colin. He now looked a little angry.
Hermione glanced over at Colin, but continued up the girls' dormitory stairway.
~
"Where's Hermione?" Michelle asked five minutes after Hermione had gone up the stairs, when she came into the common room, Seamus behind her.
"Upstairs." Ron said from his chair.
"Is she okay?" Michelle asked.
"Go ask her yourself!" Ron said grumpily.
"Gees, Ron, it was just a question. Settle down!" Michelle walked away and up the girls' dormitory staircase, completely forgetting about Seamus.
"I'll just wait here, then!" Seamus yelled after her.
When Michelle opened the dorm door Hermione looked up from the photo album she was looking at, she was crying.
"Hermione! Harry isn't worth crying over!"
Hermione looked horrified. "Ron told you?!"
"No, he didn't tell me! You just haven't hidden your loathing for Cho very well the last couple of weeks."
"I don't loathe Cho, I love Harry." Hermione broke down crying. "I can't stand the way he looks at her!" She yelled.
Michelle looked startled.
"I want to be looked at like that!"
Michelle smiled. " I guess you haven't been paying much attention to Ron lately, have you?"
Hermione looked confused. "What do you mean?" She asked slowly.
"He's down there pouting right now. I guess he didn't take the news about Harry too well. Seamus is waiting for me, I better go." Michelle started to get up. Hermione grabbed her arm.
"Are you serious?"
Michelle rolled her eyes and walked out.
~
Hermione finally came back downstairs at 8:00 the next evening.
"There you are!" Harry said cheerfully when Hermione walked by his chair.
"Nice of you to notice." Hermione muttered under her breath.
"What?" Asked Harry.
"Nothing." Hermione said shortly, sitting at the opposite end of the table.
Hermione listened to the conversations around her as she ate a dinner roll.
"My mum got me an owl yesterday," A nearby second year said, "I named her Daina."
"Do you know if Katherine got those whiskers off yet?" A fourth year Ravenclaw asked from behind her.
Getting bored with the conversations of the younger students, Hermione decided to go back upstairs. She stood up and walked quickly past Ron, Harry, Cho, and Michelle.
"Wait Hermione!" Ron stood up.
"What, Ron?" Hermione asked sounding very annoyed.
"I'll see you back in the common room." He said to Harry and Michelle. "I need to talk to you, Hermione." He followed her out of the Great Hall. "Are you okay?"
"Yes Ron! I'm fine!"
Ron smiled nervously, "Harry's really stupid for not noticing you." He blushed extremely deeply.
Hermione spun around and looked at Ron.
Ron blushed darker.
"Do you really think that?"
Ron nodded.
Hermione hugged him tightly; "I don't know what he sees in her."
"Me either," Ron replied, "She's not even all that pretty."
Hermione thought about telling Ron that looks aren't everything, but decided she agreed with him this time.
They chattered all the way up to Gryffindor tower.
Inside the common room they sat over by the fire and started playing a game of wizard's chess.
Michelle came in a few minutes later without Seamus.
"Where's Seamus?" Hermione asked, as Ron bishop attacked her knight.
"Library, he said he had homework." She sat on the floor next to their game.
"Now? They won't let him inside in a few minutes." He was in a considerably better mood since he had talked to Hermione again.
Michelle sighed, "I know. You'd think he'd at least try to get it done earlier, but no!" Michelle imitated Seamus with a surprisingly good Irish accent; "I have plenty of time, Michelle! Let's go to the broom closet and make out!"
Ron and Hermione laughed.
"He's got a very one-track mind doesn't he?" Hermione said, moving her remaining knight,
Ron attacked that knight as well; "He's always talking about you Michelle." Ron looked up from the game.
"Really?" Michelle asked; not sounding at all surprised.
"It's starting to get annoying. Check mate, Hermione."
Hermione looked at the board. Her king had thrown his crown on the board in front of him. She frowned slightly, "In the six years I've known you, I have never once beaten you at chess!"
Ron smiled sheepishly.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Michelle said standing up.
"'Night, Michelle." Ron said.
"See you upstairs." Hermione called after her.
"Where's Harry?" Ron asked, looking at the portrait hole behind him.
Hermione frowned.
"Right, sorry Herms." Ron said looking down at the game board. "You're still mad at him?"
Hermione could feel tears welling in her eyes. She thought of how happy Harry was with Cho the day before, after the quidditch match and tear started streaming down her face.
She sat there crying uncontrollably when Ron suddenly wrapped his arms around her. She sobbed into his shoulder.
"I'm sorry." Ron said quietly.
"It's – not – you're fault." Gasped through sobs. "I just – want her – to – go – away."
Ron loved having Hermione in his arms. He would have kept her there forever if her could.
"I just hate him – so much right now!" Hermione said, her face still buried between Ron's neck and his shoulder.
Ron had a strong surge of anger towards Harry. Why would he hurt her like that?
Hermione sniffed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"
"It's alright." Ron said stroking her hair.
Hermione's breath was coming in sharp gasps, "Why her? Why – not – me?"
Ron could feel Hermione's warm breath on his neck.
Hermione lifter her head off his shoulder, "I must sound really stupid." She said wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.
Ron shook his head, "You don't."
Hermione put her head back on his shoulder.
Suddenly the portrait hole swung open and Harry stepped through. "Am I interrupting?" He asked smirking.
"I'm – going – to bed," Hermione said standing up.
"G'night." Said Ron. "I'll see you in the morning.
"Yeah." Said Hermione. She kissed him on the forehead, "Good night, Ron."
Harry and Ron watched her disappear up the dormitory stairs.
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