See Right Through Me
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter but I wish I did...blah
I had to add this in before I put the chapter up. THANK YOU! Lol I appreciate your reviews so much. I especially love getting advice on how to improve my story. Also, I do know what the plot of this story is but there are always little details that I like to add. So if you have any cool idea's for my story please e-mail me or just tell me in a review. Here's the second chapter, hope you like it! NIkKi
Lucky One
It's Harry Potter "The Boy Who Lived!" I've read all about him, and of course and I've seen him in the halls at Hogwarts but still…here he is right in front of me, starring at me with those big emerald eyes and messy jet black hair. I heard this summer he defeated Voldemort for once and for all...uhhgg I've also heard he's a rude git. Talk about fame getting to your head...stupid boys.
Hermione never even glanced at guys in her year let alone the most famous one of all. It wasn't as if she had never talked to him. He had asked her for an extra quill one time, and in their 5th year at Hogwarts he had turned to her and said "Umbridge is such a git!" to which Hermione nodded. Other than that, Hermione was pretty sure Harry had no idea she existed. To him she was probably just the know-it-all of Gryffindor. Still, there he was, starring at her with a sloppy grin.
"I'm sorry, I didn't really get a chance to brush my hair before I left this morning, though I don't think it would have made much of a difference." Harry grinned at Hermione while running his hands through his hair. Doesn't seem too rude.
"I'm Hermione Granger. I'm head girl. I'm in Gryffindor, but you probably already know that since you're in Gryffindor as well. I'm in my seventh year, but you already know that as well for the same reason…" Hermione looked at Harry and took a deep breathe after talking rather fast. Kill me now! Why do I have to babble on so stupidly when I'm nervous!? Hermione Granger stop talking to yourself!
Harry just laughed. "Well I'm Harry Potter, which I'm sure you already knew and I'm in my seventh year as well. As well I'm head boy." Harry stood-up. "Do you want me to help you put your suitcase up?" He pointed to the metal racks above the long cushiony seat he had been sitting on. Please, I think I can handle a measly suitcase.
"No thank-you. I can do it." Hermione turned around to the long seat, across from the one Harry had been sitting on, and picked up her suitcase prepared to put it on top of the metal rack above the seat. Unfortunately she couldn't handle the weight of the extra books she had purchased (It was her last year…she had to do her absolute best) and she dropped the suitcase on her foot.
"OUCH!" She squealed. Hermione grabbed her foot and hopped to her seat. "Owww" she mumbled softly as she held her foot.
Harry picked up her suitcase and pushed it onto the rack as if it was a small 1st years book. He then turned to Hermione with a serious expression on his face. "Are you okay?"
"Yes…I'm fine, thank-you." Hermione looked out the window so Harry wouldn't see she had tears in her eyes.
"Are you sure, your eyes look watery." Harry's voice sounded like it was filled with a hint of concern, but Hermione couldn't be sure.
"I smacked my eye when I tried to put my suitcase on the rack"
"I see…well then." Harry sounded as if he was trying not to laugh. Great he's laughing at me. Well, what you said was pretty dumb. I smacked my eye…nice one. God Hermione stop being such a know-it-all!
"I'm sorry it's not funny, I shouldn't be laughing." Hey he has manners! "Do you want something to eat?" Maybe not.
Hermione turned to Harry a glint of anger in her chocolate eyes. "You think that food will make my foot stop hurting!?"
"I didn't mean it like that, I just thought...I mean I love candy so I thought that you would…I uh I mean…umm, I'm sorry?" Harry looked pleadingly at her as he tried to take back what he said.
"Honest-
Hermione was cut off as the train jolted to a start and Hermione was pushed forward. Harry grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him before her body had chance to hit the floor. A second later Hermione's suitcase that Harry had placed up on the metal rack fell down right in front of them.
"Are you alright?" Harry yelled over the train's screeching. "Just fine, thanks!" Hermione shouted back while starring at her suitcase in horror. The train began to move and in a matter of moments the Hogwarts express was setting off for Hogwarts. The train became quiet after a few minutes and it sounded as if everyone had found a compartment. Hermione quickly stood up to get out of Harry's grip.
"Thank-you for helping me up but I'm pretty sure I could have saved myself" Hermione said with a hint of arrogance in her voice. "Now if you don't mind I'm going to leave my suitcase on the floor." Hermione unzipped her suitcase and pulled out a thick book. After pulling out the book she zipped her suitcase closed and turned to look at Harry. She starred at him with a look that plainly said 'please get out of my seat.' Harry got out of her seat and sat down in his original spot, almost tripping over her suitcase.
"So...what are you reading?" Harry asked curiously, obviously trying to start a conversation.
"Does it matter?" Hermione asked opening the book and burying her head in it.
"Well I guess not, since your reading it upside down..."Harry grinned as Hermione realized what she was doing. Nice one...
Hermione blushed as she turned her book around to read it properly. "For your information I'm reading Hogwarts a History." She showed him the cover of the battered thick book. "You must know it by heart now." Harry said with a matter-of-fact tone. Hermione put down the book and looked at him quizzically. "What do you mean?"
Harry cocked his head to the side "I've seen you read that book all over Hogwarts, and I can tell that it wouldn't take you that long to finish that book."
Hermione smiled slightly, then frowned with a playful expression in her eyes. "You've been watching me around Hogwarts?"
"No you sit at the same table at me, so of course I've seen you reading there. Also I'm always in the library, I've seen you reading there too." Harry told her with a look of pride in his eyes where as Hermione's eyes just grew more playful.
"I've never seen you in the library, and if anything I'm always in the library."
"Well, I, you know...I umm, I hide behind the shelves and read." Harry replied scratching the back of his head.
"Oh, I see...so you have been watching me?" She looked at him waiting for a reply.
"Well...no, I just...I've seen you around." Harry finished.
"Okay I see." Hermione gave Harry one last look before returning her attention to her book. Harry sighed and began to look out the window.
This is going to be a long train ride.
The train ride slowly moved on for Harry Potter as he starred out the window and occasionally at the interesting girl across from him. She looked busy reading her book, her face mixed with concentration and what looked like a bit of tiredness. Oddly enough she would occasionally look up at Harry. Eventually they both caught each others eyes. Hermione, being the so called bossy one, spoke first.
"Do I have something on my face?" She asked in confusion.
"No, not that I can see." Harry replied.
"Then why do you keep starring at me?" Hermione had now put down her book, giving her full attention to the boy sitting across from her.
" I looked at you once! By the way, there was someone starring at me too. Now who could it have been...? Umm you?" Harry looked at her with a glint of challenge in his eyes.
"I don't know what your talking about." Hermione's voice sounded flat as she opened her book and hid behind it, hiding a small smile.
"Okay be like that then. No treats for you." Harry crossed his arms over his chest and threw his head back, as if trying to be serious. He looked more like someone trying to be serious...sad impression I must say. As he did this Hermione put her book down once again with a look of pure astonishment on her face.
"Your still going on about your stupid can-" Hermione was interrupted by a click of the compartment door sliding open.
"Anything off the trolley dears?" Hermione and Harry turned to see that their compartment door was wide open. In front of then stood a woman with a huge smile on her face, and small dimples. Harry and Hermione looked at each other. Harry had a grin on his face where as Hermione was frowning.
"That's oka-" Hermione was cut off for the second time as Harry stood up and walked over to the smiling lady.
"One of everything please Ms." Harry said as he shot the lady his best smile. In return the lady's smile grew even bigger (if possible), and her cheeks began to flush a rosy red.
"Yes of course Mr. Potter" she quickly grabbed one of everything she had on the trolley, which was quite a lot. There were Chocolate Frogs, Cauldron Cakes, Liquorice Wands, small packets of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and tons of other incredible sounding treats. After the lady had handed all of Harry's sweets over, he lent in close. "Could I have an extra pack of beans for the girl over there?" Harry pointed to Hermione, who had an even larger frown on her face. "Of course my dear." The lady slipped him an extra package of Bertie Bott Beans and winked at Hermione. Harry then rummaged in his pockets for the proper money he owed her. After he paid her, he politely said goodbye and quietly shut the compartment door.
"Well aren't you ever so sweet?" Hermione said, continuing to frown as Harry threw her the pack of beans.
"Ah, that I am Ms.Granger. Now are you going to eat those beans or will I have to eat them for you?" Harry tilted his head so his glasses slid down his nose. Hermione could tell he was doing an impression of Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts.
"Ha, ha very funny Mr. Potter." Hermione gave him her sternest look, then opened her package of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. She noticed Harry watching her carefully with a small smile on his face as he watched her pull out a red bean with yellowish spots on it. Hermione positioned her gaze on Harry as she popped the bean in her mouth.
"I happen to have excellent luck with these beans!" She said smugly. Unfortunately she wasn't lucky that time, as Hermione bit into the bean a look of disgust went across her face. She spit the bean out and stuck out her tongue in disgust. She quickly grabbed the box the beans had come in (which she had discarded onto the seat next to hers) and looked to see what type of horrid flavor she had just tried. "Uhhgg Vomit!" Hermione looked up at Harry, to see him starring at his pants. Hermione's gaze shifted to Harry's right thigh. To both of their horror it seemed that when Hermione had spit out the bean, it had landed onto none other then Harry Potter's jeans. At that exact moment they both looked up at each other. After a few moments of silence, Hermione couldn't hold it. She bust out laughing. Harry then began to laugh as well.
"You sure are lucky Hermione Granger."
Maybe 7th year won't be as bad as I thought it would...
Yes another chapter completed. Just incase you'd like to know (which you probably don't but...) today I actually tried one of the vomit flavored Bertie Bott beans. Do. Not. Ever. Try. One. Unless you like the flavor of vomit of course. I thought the bean was going to be spaghetti flavored (since it was red with yellowish spots on it) but as I was trying the bean my friend looked at the "Bean Guide" as I like to call it, and told me I was about to eat vomit! To late, I had already started to chew. Oh well, what can you do? Luckily for me I didn't spit it out on a cute guys pants. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and don't forget to tell me your ideas...and review...please :D
NIkKi
