The Thin Line Between Love and Hate
WARNING! DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU DON'T LIKE SAP/FLUFF!!
Hi everyone!! I hope you like my new fic- I really enjoyed writing it. The first chapter's a bit slow, but it gets better (and sappier)- I promise! Oh yeah, non of the following characters belong to me, so please don't sue!!!!
Yours, Hermione Double xxxxxxxxxxxxx
OWL POST.
I just sat there. Staring. An Arithmancy book was lying open on the table, but I had lost all concentration: utterly in a world of my own. Then a voice sounded and I jumped slightly.
''Mione, what's a Boogle, exactly? I think we need one in an Instant-Energy Potion, but I'm not sure what it is.'
'Harry, for goodness' sake. You will really have to buck-up your ideas if you want to do well in the O.W.Ls!' I snapped. I'd been in a total mood all day. I knew I shouldn't have been, but I'm pretty sure Harry knew why.
'Hermione, give him a bloody break!' Ron Weasley had walked up behind me, without me noticing. I jumped out of my skin, and this made my mood worse, so I rounded on him.
'You're just as bad! You've hardly done any revising! Haven't you even thought about your future?' I yelled. Harry's eyes rolled. The tension was worse than usual-as were our arguments. Ron opened his mouth to argue, but then the portrait hole opened, and silence flooded the Common Room, for Professor McGonagall had just entered, looking hugely grave, while Ron looked like a goldfish.
'We have received more news of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. A young family have been killed, and it is believed that Death Eaters are behind it. Professor Dumbledore has told me to inform you, that although we are pretty safe here, it is always a possibility that the Dark Lord may try and sabotage the school, so we must be vigilant and at no point let down our guard. Also, will you please make your way down to the Quidditch pitch by two o'clock tomorrow for the Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff game.' She left, and an excited mutter arose once more.
Our eyes turned to Harry. He was looking uneasy.
'I'm sorry I snapped at you. I know you're not.. feeling to great, what with You-Know-Who and all that,' I said apologetically.
'No. It's all right,'
An owl flew in through the window, and it dropped a letter in my lap. 'It's from Krum'
'Don't you mean Vicky?' said Ron moodily, and he stormed off to his dormitory. I scowled while Harry sniggered.
'What?'
'Oh nothing,' said Harry angelically. I replied with a look that (I hoped) could kill. I hated these "subtle little hints."
'So, what does he have to say?' asked Harry, pretending to be interested.
'Not much. I think I'm going to.. err..' I paused trying to think of the correct word.
'Dump him?' said Harry helpfully. With relish, I might add.
'Well, yes, but its such a horrible word, don't you think? This whole long distance relationship thing just isn't working out.'
'You mean your little plan just isn't working out?' Said Harry, cheekily.
'WHAT? "Little plan?" What on earth are you talking about?' Of course, I knew what he was talking about and I knew the answer, but for once, I didn't want to.
'Oh, nothing.' He repeated, with the most innocent face he could muster. He was always hinting that Ron and I should be going out. Ha! He can be a total prat sometimes.
'Oh, nothing? Obviously you meant something, so go on.'
'You know what I mean. You and Ron. You lov.' he stopped mid-sentence 'Look, I can't be bothered with you when you're in this mood. I'm going up to my dorm,' and he stormed away, following in Ron's footsteps, leaving me both speechless and utterly mortified.
WARNING! DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU DON'T LIKE SAP/FLUFF!!
Hi everyone!! I hope you like my new fic- I really enjoyed writing it. The first chapter's a bit slow, but it gets better (and sappier)- I promise! Oh yeah, non of the following characters belong to me, so please don't sue!!!!
Yours, Hermione Double xxxxxxxxxxxxx
OWL POST.
I just sat there. Staring. An Arithmancy book was lying open on the table, but I had lost all concentration: utterly in a world of my own. Then a voice sounded and I jumped slightly.
''Mione, what's a Boogle, exactly? I think we need one in an Instant-Energy Potion, but I'm not sure what it is.'
'Harry, for goodness' sake. You will really have to buck-up your ideas if you want to do well in the O.W.Ls!' I snapped. I'd been in a total mood all day. I knew I shouldn't have been, but I'm pretty sure Harry knew why.
'Hermione, give him a bloody break!' Ron Weasley had walked up behind me, without me noticing. I jumped out of my skin, and this made my mood worse, so I rounded on him.
'You're just as bad! You've hardly done any revising! Haven't you even thought about your future?' I yelled. Harry's eyes rolled. The tension was worse than usual-as were our arguments. Ron opened his mouth to argue, but then the portrait hole opened, and silence flooded the Common Room, for Professor McGonagall had just entered, looking hugely grave, while Ron looked like a goldfish.
'We have received more news of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. A young family have been killed, and it is believed that Death Eaters are behind it. Professor Dumbledore has told me to inform you, that although we are pretty safe here, it is always a possibility that the Dark Lord may try and sabotage the school, so we must be vigilant and at no point let down our guard. Also, will you please make your way down to the Quidditch pitch by two o'clock tomorrow for the Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff game.' She left, and an excited mutter arose once more.
Our eyes turned to Harry. He was looking uneasy.
'I'm sorry I snapped at you. I know you're not.. feeling to great, what with You-Know-Who and all that,' I said apologetically.
'No. It's all right,'
An owl flew in through the window, and it dropped a letter in my lap. 'It's from Krum'
'Don't you mean Vicky?' said Ron moodily, and he stormed off to his dormitory. I scowled while Harry sniggered.
'What?'
'Oh nothing,' said Harry angelically. I replied with a look that (I hoped) could kill. I hated these "subtle little hints."
'So, what does he have to say?' asked Harry, pretending to be interested.
'Not much. I think I'm going to.. err..' I paused trying to think of the correct word.
'Dump him?' said Harry helpfully. With relish, I might add.
'Well, yes, but its such a horrible word, don't you think? This whole long distance relationship thing just isn't working out.'
'You mean your little plan just isn't working out?' Said Harry, cheekily.
'WHAT? "Little plan?" What on earth are you talking about?' Of course, I knew what he was talking about and I knew the answer, but for once, I didn't want to.
'Oh, nothing.' He repeated, with the most innocent face he could muster. He was always hinting that Ron and I should be going out. Ha! He can be a total prat sometimes.
'Oh, nothing? Obviously you meant something, so go on.'
'You know what I mean. You and Ron. You lov.' he stopped mid-sentence 'Look, I can't be bothered with you when you're in this mood. I'm going up to my dorm,' and he stormed away, following in Ron's footsteps, leaving me both speechless and utterly mortified.