DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
I Won't Forget
Chapter 2 - Moments
It had been two days, two long days since the little divination incident, and rumor had already started around the school. But with a flick of her curly long hair, Hermione tossed them aside, thinking she was not going to be a fool and stoop down to a level of listening to gossip. Like what her friend Angela from London said, 'rumors start with insecure people, spread by fools, and accepted by idiots'. She then thought how bitter she had become. 'It' was changing her. She then heard a giggle and turned around, it was Lavender who was being tickled by Ron. She turned back to her direction. THEY were changing her. He was. Ron Promise-Breaking Weasley.
Hermione walked towards the Gryffindor table shaking the image out off her head. She didn't want to think about them. Not now. Not where everybody could see her, but deep down she knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to break down in her room and cry. Cry for days and days. What did Lavender have that she didn't? She tried her best to swallow the lump in her throat as she sat in front of Harry and Ginny, both of their hands intertwined. She felt something tugging at the tip of her stomach. Jealousy? Yes, jealous that they had a happy relationship and she didn't.
"Hello Hermione," Ginny said smiling as she reached for more pumpkin juice, "How are you?" she asked trying to keep the conversation light.
Hermione gave her a weak smile, "I've been better…" she said her voice trailing off as her eyes meet another pair. The pair of eyes she had just landed in had a mixture of the ocean and silver grey. It reminded her of the moon.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve…
"Hermione!" Ginny snapped as the brown eyed girl's head spun quickly to focus on her friend's face. "Hermione were you even listening to me?"
"Y-yeah I was.." she said looking at her plate blushing. Ginny raised an eyebrow and turned around, to the direction her friend had been intrigued by seconds ago. She saw Malfoy looking at Hermione and back at her, he then turned back to his conversation with Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott. Ginny's eyes widened with a mixture of shock and delight.
"You were having a moment with Malfoy!" Ginny said almost a bit too loudly, Harry had choked on his smashed potatoes as he drank
Some pumpkin juice in a quick motion. Ginny rolled her eyes at this and turned back to a struck Hermione. "You were weren't you?" She said smirking a bit.
It took Hermione a little hesitation, "No." she said quietly as she looked back down at her plate, playing with the Quail Eggs that was hardly touched.
Seamus, who had been listening the whole time, had suddenly joined in the conversation with his thick Irish accent, "Malfoy? Gee 'ermione I reckoned I 'eard some rumor 'bout you two at divinations!" Hermione gave him a confused look, trying to shove the topic away. She looked at her best guy friend with the look of 'help these people are crazy' written all over her face.
"Oh come on guys, Hermione would never fall for Malfoy.. That's impossible!" Harry said trying to sound positive but failing miserably, "Right Hermione?"
"Oh please, with the way you all are talking, you're starting to make me feel like you ACTUALLY believe in divinations!" she said rolling her eyes. The three looked back down at their plates, "Well, whatever." She said looking back at the Slytherin table hoping to find those Moonlike eyes once again, but she didn't. Instead she saw his silver blonde head walking towards the doors of the great hall. She stood up, and reluctantly followed.
