Author's Note- All characters and places were created by the amazing writer J.K. Rowling. This was written in an attempt to expand on what she has created. Everyone is speculating about Harry and Hermione, but this is my idea of one of the things that could happen. All comments are welcomed, but please don't flame me. I hope you enjoy my story!
Hermione flopped despondently onto her bed and let out a long sigh. She had once read in a silly muggle book that boy problems were probably the worst problems. At this point, she heartily agreed. After three years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she had faced challenges that ranged from living 27 hour days to defeating dark wizards to trying to clear the names of accused killers. Throughout all these times she had her best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasly besides her. But now, a few weeks into her fourth year, she wasn't sure if that was quite what she wanted.
Hermione's thoughts returned to last year, when she and Harry had helped Sirius Black, an escaped convict and Harry's godfather, escape his death sentence. Her thinking then drifted to Quidditch, the wizarding sport, where Harry was one of the stars, and then to Cho Chung and she sighed again. Hermione had nothing against Cho, a pretty Ravenclaw 5th year who played seeker, the same position that Harry did, on the Ravenclaw quidditch team. In fact, she quite liked the girl, except for the fact Harry did too. He had been preoccupied about something all summer and Hermione had easily guessed that that something had been Cho.
"Oh," moaned Hermione, How could I have gotten mixed up in such a mess? She thought to herself. It's one thing to like your best friend, but to have that best friend ask you for advice on other girls and how to woo them, and confide in you is just plain awful. Oh lord! thought Hermione with a sudden start. I'm supposed to meet Harry and Ron at Hagrid's in 20 minutes and I have to finish my Potions essay!
20 minutes later, Hermione sat on Hagrid's step catching her breath. She had just finished her essay and literally run all the way. Harry appeared, rushing towards her, "Hermione," he panted "I need your help."
"With what?" asked Hermione with some asperity, "you can't copy my charms homework again."
"No, no," replied Harry, "It's about Cho."
"Oh," said Hermione in a tight voice, "what?"
"How do I ask her out?" asked Harry nervously, ignoring Herman's tone of voice "I know you don't have much experience with guys, but I thought you might have picked something up in your reading..." he stopped as he realized Hermione was glaring at him.
"Harry, sounds like you just put your foot in your mouth big time," said Ron, coming up behind them, "Hey guys!"
"Let me think for a moment, " replied Hermione slowly, her voice dripping with irony "I have to go through the books I've read to find a relevant example."
What do I do? She wailed to herself, do I help him get the girl, when I want him myself, or do I make him miserable by giving him bad advice? I guess I'll help him. He is my friend, and I owe him that much. It'll hurt like the devil, but we'll still be friends, and I'll get over it. I know I'm being over-dramatic, but it hurts.
"Harry," she called, "I have an idea!"
"Great! Said Harry as he and Ron came over.
"Here's what to do," instructed Hermione, assuming her lecture voice and looking anywhere but the two boys. "Send a note asking Cho to grab a butterbeer with you tomorrow in Hogsmeade. Use that flashing charm Flitwick taught us on it. Then, when you're at the pub, ask her to be your girlfriend. I hope she says 'yes'."
"Thanks, Hermione, you're the greatest! I'll go do it now!"
"No problem. Tell me about it tomorrow when you get back."
"You're not going to Hogsmeade?" asked Ron in surprise.
"Nope, I want to look some things up in the library. Good luck!
"Make my excuses to Hagrid," she continued once Harry was out of sight. "I have a bit of a cold."
"Sure," replied Ron "and do you think that would work with Lavender?"
"Am I losing both of you" Hermione said in mock fury, "It'll work great. She once said she wanted to be asked out at the Three Broomsticks. See you in the morning."
"Night," Ron called as she walked towards the castle.
Life is messed up, thought Hermione later that night as she practiced turning her hairbrush into a flyswatter.
"Hermione! Did you hear?" Parvati squealed as she leapt up the stairs.
"Ron sent me a note asking me to go to the Three Broomsticks with him tomorrow!" said Lavender gleefully as she followed Parvati up the stairs.
"And Harry asked Cho! Isn't that great?"
"It's awesome" agreed Hermione with a smile that was pretty much forced. "I'm glad they had the courage to do something about the way they felt." If only I had that same courage, she added silently to herself.
Author's Note Part II-When I wrote this, I was really depressed. In a happier mood, I wrote a Part II that's a lot more cheerful. I'm planning on posting that soon, after I post the next Mischief Managed story. However, if you liked this story the way that it was, please don't read the sequel.
Hermione flopped despondently onto her bed and let out a long sigh. She had once read in a silly muggle book that boy problems were probably the worst problems. At this point, she heartily agreed. After three years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she had faced challenges that ranged from living 27 hour days to defeating dark wizards to trying to clear the names of accused killers. Throughout all these times she had her best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasly besides her. But now, a few weeks into her fourth year, she wasn't sure if that was quite what she wanted.
Hermione's thoughts returned to last year, when she and Harry had helped Sirius Black, an escaped convict and Harry's godfather, escape his death sentence. Her thinking then drifted to Quidditch, the wizarding sport, where Harry was one of the stars, and then to Cho Chung and she sighed again. Hermione had nothing against Cho, a pretty Ravenclaw 5th year who played seeker, the same position that Harry did, on the Ravenclaw quidditch team. In fact, she quite liked the girl, except for the fact Harry did too. He had been preoccupied about something all summer and Hermione had easily guessed that that something had been Cho.
"Oh," moaned Hermione, How could I have gotten mixed up in such a mess? She thought to herself. It's one thing to like your best friend, but to have that best friend ask you for advice on other girls and how to woo them, and confide in you is just plain awful. Oh lord! thought Hermione with a sudden start. I'm supposed to meet Harry and Ron at Hagrid's in 20 minutes and I have to finish my Potions essay!
20 minutes later, Hermione sat on Hagrid's step catching her breath. She had just finished her essay and literally run all the way. Harry appeared, rushing towards her, "Hermione," he panted "I need your help."
"With what?" asked Hermione with some asperity, "you can't copy my charms homework again."
"No, no," replied Harry, "It's about Cho."
"Oh," said Hermione in a tight voice, "what?"
"How do I ask her out?" asked Harry nervously, ignoring Herman's tone of voice "I know you don't have much experience with guys, but I thought you might have picked something up in your reading..." he stopped as he realized Hermione was glaring at him.
"Harry, sounds like you just put your foot in your mouth big time," said Ron, coming up behind them, "Hey guys!"
"Let me think for a moment, " replied Hermione slowly, her voice dripping with irony "I have to go through the books I've read to find a relevant example."
What do I do? She wailed to herself, do I help him get the girl, when I want him myself, or do I make him miserable by giving him bad advice? I guess I'll help him. He is my friend, and I owe him that much. It'll hurt like the devil, but we'll still be friends, and I'll get over it. I know I'm being over-dramatic, but it hurts.
"Harry," she called, "I have an idea!"
"Great! Said Harry as he and Ron came over.
"Here's what to do," instructed Hermione, assuming her lecture voice and looking anywhere but the two boys. "Send a note asking Cho to grab a butterbeer with you tomorrow in Hogsmeade. Use that flashing charm Flitwick taught us on it. Then, when you're at the pub, ask her to be your girlfriend. I hope she says 'yes'."
"Thanks, Hermione, you're the greatest! I'll go do it now!"
"No problem. Tell me about it tomorrow when you get back."
"You're not going to Hogsmeade?" asked Ron in surprise.
"Nope, I want to look some things up in the library. Good luck!
"Make my excuses to Hagrid," she continued once Harry was out of sight. "I have a bit of a cold."
"Sure," replied Ron "and do you think that would work with Lavender?"
"Am I losing both of you" Hermione said in mock fury, "It'll work great. She once said she wanted to be asked out at the Three Broomsticks. See you in the morning."
"Night," Ron called as she walked towards the castle.
Life is messed up, thought Hermione later that night as she practiced turning her hairbrush into a flyswatter.
"Hermione! Did you hear?" Parvati squealed as she leapt up the stairs.
"Ron sent me a note asking me to go to the Three Broomsticks with him tomorrow!" said Lavender gleefully as she followed Parvati up the stairs.
"And Harry asked Cho! Isn't that great?"
"It's awesome" agreed Hermione with a smile that was pretty much forced. "I'm glad they had the courage to do something about the way they felt." If only I had that same courage, she added silently to herself.
Author's Note Part II-When I wrote this, I was really depressed. In a happier mood, I wrote a Part II that's a lot more cheerful. I'm planning on posting that soon, after I post the next Mischief Managed story. However, if you liked this story the way that it was, please don't read the sequel.