CHAPTER 1- WHATEVER THE COST
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THIS FANFICTION IS TOLD IN HERMIONE'S PERSPECTIVE.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
WELL, HERE WE GO, CHAPTER ONE OF THE NEW STORY! COMING AT YOU A DAY EARLY! IT'S GONNA BE A GOOD ONE! LET'S GET IT STARTED!
Everything about him is perfect. I love him. Everything from his personality, to his body, his mind, his passions and pretty much everything. However, someone is keeping us apart. And this person is not Voldemort, or Dumbledore, or Snape, or Ron.
It's Cho Chang.
Now, I believe that hate is a strong word. I truly do. If you say that you hate someone, you have to really mean it. So, I have no issues in saying that I bloody hate Cho Chang.
She's taking my Harry away from me. The entire school knows that me and Harry should be together. Now, I'm left with Ron, who has no problem making me upset, but everyone tells me that he likes me. Tell me how that works, I'd love to know. I do love Ron, but as a brother. Harry's the one who's captured my heart.
If I find out that anything intimate has been going on between Harry and Cho, I'll personally hit her so hard she won't remember her own name for the rest of her life. Harry would also get a mental slap, but Cho would have the long-lasting damage. I would kill Cho if I had too.
I'm sorry. This isn't me. I wouldn't do any of those things (I would punch her in the face though). I've just set my heart on Harry, and when I set my heart on something, I get very passionate, perhaps too passionate. I just don't think Cho is right for Harry. It doesn't tick. If Harry was truly happy, I would be okay with him dating somebody else. But, the sad reality is, he's not happy. It's a false happiness. Harry and Cho just don't gel. I can see it ripping Harry apart. And I can see something in Cho, something nasty, and sinister. There is something not right with that girl. She acts suspiciously all the time, but I can't quite put my finger on it, and it's really bugging me.
Harry is my world, I love him beyond belief, and if Cho is doing anything to hurt him, mentally or physically, I will do everything in my power to get Harry away from her, then confront her myself. I like to think I can very relaxed, but I've been informed of what I'm like when I'm angry, and it's some truly wonderful feedback.
Harry is an amazing wizard, and has saved so many people and protected the ones he loves from harm's way on multiple occasions over the last four and a half years, but sometimes, when facts are staring him in the face, he's too blind to see it. But I needn't worry, I'll soon fix that.
"Hermione?" Ron said, startling me out of my skin. "Are you alright?"
"Yes! I'm fine Ronald!" I answer back, perhaps too harshly, and still recovering from my trip into my thoughts.
"Are you sure? You're sort of… blushing…" Ron said, looking very awkward simultaneously. I feel my cheeks, and they're noticeably hot. I recoil immediately.
"Ummm… I've got to go finish my Potions Essay!" I said quickly, saves explanation.
"Hermione, what Potions Essay?" Ron asked, looking worried. Ah. We never got a Potions Essay. I pretended not to hear him while making a mad dash for the dormitory. I bust in and sit down on my bed, get out my diary, and begin writing.
February 22nd, 1996
Dear Diary,
I think Ron might be onto me. He noticed me in deep thought, blushing in the meantime. I need to be more vigilant when fantasising about Harry, and be more proactive in making sure that no one sees me while doing it. I've already tried stopping myself fantasising in the first place, but that's not going to happen any time soon.
I'm coming close to making developments on speaking to Harry about how I feel, and how Cho is treating him, as he clearly cannot see it himself.
I have a problem though. I need more than just myself to present my case to him. I need somebody who not only I trust, but who Harry trusts as well. I better get thinking, and make more developments quickly.
-Hermione Granger
I put the quill down, reread the entry, nodded my head, then placed it back on my bedside table.
Crookshanks jumped onto my lap, and laid down. I gently stroked him, whilst smiling to myself. Harry may be the man of the moment, but Crookshanks will always be my number one boy. He moved around in my lap, begging for me to rub his belly. I happily obliged, he purred continuously, before falling asleep.
"What am I going to do Crookshanks?" I asked, quietly, not expecting a response.
I've got to think about what I wrote in the diary. I need someone to help me out. A wingman of sorts. It needs to be a boy, since all the girls will report back to Cho. I can't do Ron, he'd give it away too easily. Dean and Seamus will flat out tell Harry. Hmmm… this is tricky. No one immediately springs to mind. I grab some parchment, and make a list of all the boys that Harry and myself are friendly with. It's a surprisingly short list. Ron, crossed off. Dean, crossed off. Seamus, crossed off. George, crossed off. Fred, crossed off. This will take a while. A couple more boys off the list, until there was only one left. I can't believe I overlooked him, like everyone else does.
I begin the quick march downstairs, looking for the boy who will surely save me from certain rejection. Mind you, it's not a perfect option. He's incredibly socially awkward, but Harry trusts him, and he seems comfortable around Harry, so it's the best I've got. I will be with Harry, whatever the cost.
"Hey, Neville, can I talk to you for a moment?"
TO BE CONTINUED
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NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
I ALREADY PREFER THIS TO THE GIRL WHO CARED! LET'S SEE HOW GOOD I CAN MAKE IT, WHILE IT BEING DEFINTLEY SHORTER THAN THE GIRL WHO CARED. ANYTHING I HAVE WRITTEN (SUCH AS CHARMS, SPELLS OR CURSES) MAY BE INCORRECT OR BE WRONG FOR CERTAIN FUNCTIONS. SOME FACTS MAY ALSO BE INCORRECT. DON'T BLAME ME. I'M NOT A GENIUS.