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A/N This chapter is being written right after the last one, so there will not be any thank yous at the bottom. Sorry! Does any one have some Midol?? I'm begging you!!!!
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Chapter 4-Some Friendly Advice
After the kiss had finally been broken, Hermione looked worried. Harry must have noticed this, because he inquired about it.
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"No, I don't think so," she answered. "I've just cheated on Viktor. I don't think we should do that again, Harry. I feel horrible."
Harry was crushed. He'd thought it was cinched. That she was his. But he had obviously thought wrong, if she would rather go with a guy she didn't like, only fancied, instead of him, then that meant that she less-then-fancied him.
"Oh, OK," he muttered.
"Are you OK with that?" Hermione said, seeing crushed look on his face.
"Sure, yeah. It doesn't matter anyways. It was just a kiss," Harry said in a falsely enthusiastic voice.
"No you're not. It's crushing you. I'm so sorry. I want it just as much as you do. But it just can't be that way," she said, pleading with him to be OK with the arrangement.
"I understand. You's rather be with someone you just met last year instead of your best friend!" Harry shouted at her. "Some guy you barely know! You hardly ever see him. How do you know that he hasn't got a girlfriend down in Bulgaria? Huh?!?! What makes you think that that butthead wasn't using you?!?!?!?!?!"
Hermione was crying in response to Harry's verbal abuse. She knew he was only upset. After all, that had been the best two kissed of either of their lives. But that did not give him the right to talk about her like that. He was making it sound as though there was nothing about her that would attract Viktor except her body. "I'll tell you how I know," she snarled, still crying silently. "I know because you generally only propose to people you care about."
With that, she stomped up to the girls dorms, crying audibly now.
Harry just stood there, shocked. Krum had asked her to marry him? Why hadn't she told them. Probably because she thought we'd react the way I did. He wanted her to be happy, but he wanted her to be happy with him. Man was he in trouble.
Just then, the rest of the Gryffindors walked in from dinner. Ron was one of the last people through the portrait hole.
"Ay mate!" he cried to Harry. "What's with the long face?" he added, seeing Harry's glum expression.
"I just kissed Hermione," he said, turning to face Ron.
"WHAT?!?!" he shouted. Everybody looked around, but he didn't notice. "YOU KISSED HERMIONE!?!?!?!"
"Shut up," snarled Harry tightly as the others began to cheer. "Yes I kissed Hermione. And she kissed me back. And I almost swallowed her tongue." he added, fighting a laugh at the look disgust on Ron's face. He was still at the stage where he thought kissing was disgusting, depending on whether or not he was the one being kissed.
"What about Krum?" asked Ron, much more quietly, but he needn't have bothered. Everyone was engaged in their own private conversations. Some more private then others. "Did she break up with him finally?"
"No," sighed Harry. "We were talking about Krum. When I came in she was singing that song by the Backstreet Boys. You know, 'remember when, never needed each other. The best of friends like sister and brother. Those days are gone, now I want you so much. The night is long, and I need your touch.' You know that one? Well I made a comment about how the brother and sister part sounded like her and I. And she said that she doubted whether I would want her touch out of all the girls in the wizarding world. And, we just kinda got caught in the moment, and kissed. Twice. But anyway, after we kissed, she said we shouldn't do that again, because she felt like a scarlet woman. So I yelled at her about how badly Krum could be treating her, and she stormed out in tears."
"Smooth move ace," commented Ron. "You should definately not have said that."
"You are so helpful," said Harry sarcastically. "But that's not the worst of it. After I asked her how she knew that he cared about her, she said 'Because you only propose to people you care about.'"
"Ouch," said Ron, grinning bleakly.
"Tel me about it," agreed Harry. "But it was only a kiss, right? I mean, just because we kissed, doesn't mean that I'm in love with Hermione or anything, does it?" he asked, hoping for some answers.
Ron was quiet for a few minutes. By this time, most everyone had left the common room. When Ron still didn't speak up, Harry said, "That wasn't a rhetorical question ya know."
"Yeah, I know," said Ron nodding. "But I'm not sure you'll like my answer."
"Shoot," commanded Harry;he would take whatever advice Ron had to give.
"Well, honestly, you sound like a love-sick puppy," said Ron, uncertainly. "If you're that serious about her, you should apoligise, and be happy that she's happy, even if it's not with you."
"You're right," said Harry firmly.
"I am?" said Ron, looking a little surprised.
"Mmmm-hmm" said Harry, grinning. "I didn't like your advice." With that, he hit Ron with the pillow he was leaning on.
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The Girls' Dormitories
Hermione ran up the stairs, sobbing. When she arrived in the dorms, she threw herself onto her bed and wrenched the curtains shut behind her. A few minutes later, she heard the door slam open. She jerked in surprise. She must have been nearly asleep.
"Hermione, you awake?" asked a voice she recognized as that of Parvati Patil.
"I am now," she said grumpily.
"We brought you some dinner," Lavender Brown said softly. "Are you OK Hermi?" she added as Hermione pulled back the curtains, and showed them her tear-stained face.
"Not really. Thanks," Hermione said as she took the plate of food from Lavender.
"What's up?" said Parvati concernedly.
"Who's up?" added Lavender, recognizing the signs of one who has just been dumped.
"Harry," said Hermione, close to tears again.
"What, you two fight again? What's new with that?" asked Parvati, forever willing to be the first to have the wrong answer to everything.
"You fell for him, didn't you?" asked Lavender gently.
"I more than fell for him," said Hermione, silent tears coursing down her cheeks. "I nearly choked on his tongue. And then I told him I couldn't kiss him any more because it felt like I was cheating on Viktor."
"You told Harry Potter that you couldn't kiss him again because of some guy halfway around the world?" asked Parvati incredulously.
"Yeah," admitted Hermione sadly. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't believe how stupid she had been. She had had him wrapped around her little finger, and she had pushed him away. Was she crazy??? She put down the fork-full of potatoes that she had lifted to her lips. "Do you think I should marry Viktor?"
The other girls gaped at her. "Your going to ask him to ask you to marry him?" asked Parvati, dumbstruck.
"Stop trying to think Parvati, before you leak stupid juices everywhere," said Lavender harshly. Parvati stuck her tongue out at her and got into bed.
"So what are you gonna do?" Lavender asked, willing to help if it was needed.
"I don't know. Pretend it never happened, I s'pose," sid Hermione dully. "If I say I've never kissed him, people will believe it, don't you think? I mean, every girl would kill to get a taste of that boy's tongue, so why would I lie about it, right? After all it was just a kiss, wasn't it? I mean, it doesn't mean I'm in love with him or anything, does it?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?" asked Lavender.
"If you want to," said Hermione. She would take any and all advice she could get.
"Well, you sound to me like a star-crossed lover," My advice is:apoligize to him for being so mean. If he really loves you, he'll be big and be happy that you're happy, even though it's not with him. If you love him, you should tell Viktor about it."
"I am NOT telling Viktor that I kissed Harry behind his back," said Hermione firmly, resuming her supper. "And I am not in love with him."
"Whatever you say Hermi," sighed Lavender. "I'm going to bed. Come on. We have classes tomorrow. Potions first thing."
Hermione groaned. She had forgotten about tomorrow. Oh well, she thought glumly, I'll just have to get on with it.
A/N This chapter is being written right after the last one, so there will not be any thank yous at the bottom. Sorry! Does any one have some Midol?? I'm begging you!!!!
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Chapter 4-Some Friendly Advice
After the kiss had finally been broken, Hermione looked worried. Harry must have noticed this, because he inquired about it.
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"No, I don't think so," she answered. "I've just cheated on Viktor. I don't think we should do that again, Harry. I feel horrible."
Harry was crushed. He'd thought it was cinched. That she was his. But he had obviously thought wrong, if she would rather go with a guy she didn't like, only fancied, instead of him, then that meant that she less-then-fancied him.
"Oh, OK," he muttered.
"Are you OK with that?" Hermione said, seeing crushed look on his face.
"Sure, yeah. It doesn't matter anyways. It was just a kiss," Harry said in a falsely enthusiastic voice.
"No you're not. It's crushing you. I'm so sorry. I want it just as much as you do. But it just can't be that way," she said, pleading with him to be OK with the arrangement.
"I understand. You's rather be with someone you just met last year instead of your best friend!" Harry shouted at her. "Some guy you barely know! You hardly ever see him. How do you know that he hasn't got a girlfriend down in Bulgaria? Huh?!?! What makes you think that that butthead wasn't using you?!?!?!?!?!"
Hermione was crying in response to Harry's verbal abuse. She knew he was only upset. After all, that had been the best two kissed of either of their lives. But that did not give him the right to talk about her like that. He was making it sound as though there was nothing about her that would attract Viktor except her body. "I'll tell you how I know," she snarled, still crying silently. "I know because you generally only propose to people you care about."
With that, she stomped up to the girls dorms, crying audibly now.
Harry just stood there, shocked. Krum had asked her to marry him? Why hadn't she told them. Probably because she thought we'd react the way I did. He wanted her to be happy, but he wanted her to be happy with him. Man was he in trouble.
Just then, the rest of the Gryffindors walked in from dinner. Ron was one of the last people through the portrait hole.
"Ay mate!" he cried to Harry. "What's with the long face?" he added, seeing Harry's glum expression.
"I just kissed Hermione," he said, turning to face Ron.
"WHAT?!?!" he shouted. Everybody looked around, but he didn't notice. "YOU KISSED HERMIONE!?!?!?!"
"Shut up," snarled Harry tightly as the others began to cheer. "Yes I kissed Hermione. And she kissed me back. And I almost swallowed her tongue." he added, fighting a laugh at the look disgust on Ron's face. He was still at the stage where he thought kissing was disgusting, depending on whether or not he was the one being kissed.
"What about Krum?" asked Ron, much more quietly, but he needn't have bothered. Everyone was engaged in their own private conversations. Some more private then others. "Did she break up with him finally?"
"No," sighed Harry. "We were talking about Krum. When I came in she was singing that song by the Backstreet Boys. You know, 'remember when, never needed each other. The best of friends like sister and brother. Those days are gone, now I want you so much. The night is long, and I need your touch.' You know that one? Well I made a comment about how the brother and sister part sounded like her and I. And she said that she doubted whether I would want her touch out of all the girls in the wizarding world. And, we just kinda got caught in the moment, and kissed. Twice. But anyway, after we kissed, she said we shouldn't do that again, because she felt like a scarlet woman. So I yelled at her about how badly Krum could be treating her, and she stormed out in tears."
"Smooth move ace," commented Ron. "You should definately not have said that."
"You are so helpful," said Harry sarcastically. "But that's not the worst of it. After I asked her how she knew that he cared about her, she said 'Because you only propose to people you care about.'"
"Ouch," said Ron, grinning bleakly.
"Tel me about it," agreed Harry. "But it was only a kiss, right? I mean, just because we kissed, doesn't mean that I'm in love with Hermione or anything, does it?" he asked, hoping for some answers.
Ron was quiet for a few minutes. By this time, most everyone had left the common room. When Ron still didn't speak up, Harry said, "That wasn't a rhetorical question ya know."
"Yeah, I know," said Ron nodding. "But I'm not sure you'll like my answer."
"Shoot," commanded Harry;he would take whatever advice Ron had to give.
"Well, honestly, you sound like a love-sick puppy," said Ron, uncertainly. "If you're that serious about her, you should apoligise, and be happy that she's happy, even if it's not with you."
"You're right," said Harry firmly.
"I am?" said Ron, looking a little surprised.
"Mmmm-hmm" said Harry, grinning. "I didn't like your advice." With that, he hit Ron with the pillow he was leaning on.
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The Girls' Dormitories
Hermione ran up the stairs, sobbing. When she arrived in the dorms, she threw herself onto her bed and wrenched the curtains shut behind her. A few minutes later, she heard the door slam open. She jerked in surprise. She must have been nearly asleep.
"Hermione, you awake?" asked a voice she recognized as that of Parvati Patil.
"I am now," she said grumpily.
"We brought you some dinner," Lavender Brown said softly. "Are you OK Hermi?" she added as Hermione pulled back the curtains, and showed them her tear-stained face.
"Not really. Thanks," Hermione said as she took the plate of food from Lavender.
"What's up?" said Parvati concernedly.
"Who's up?" added Lavender, recognizing the signs of one who has just been dumped.
"Harry," said Hermione, close to tears again.
"What, you two fight again? What's new with that?" asked Parvati, forever willing to be the first to have the wrong answer to everything.
"You fell for him, didn't you?" asked Lavender gently.
"I more than fell for him," said Hermione, silent tears coursing down her cheeks. "I nearly choked on his tongue. And then I told him I couldn't kiss him any more because it felt like I was cheating on Viktor."
"You told Harry Potter that you couldn't kiss him again because of some guy halfway around the world?" asked Parvati incredulously.
"Yeah," admitted Hermione sadly. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't believe how stupid she had been. She had had him wrapped around her little finger, and she had pushed him away. Was she crazy??? She put down the fork-full of potatoes that she had lifted to her lips. "Do you think I should marry Viktor?"
The other girls gaped at her. "Your going to ask him to ask you to marry him?" asked Parvati, dumbstruck.
"Stop trying to think Parvati, before you leak stupid juices everywhere," said Lavender harshly. Parvati stuck her tongue out at her and got into bed.
"So what are you gonna do?" Lavender asked, willing to help if it was needed.
"I don't know. Pretend it never happened, I s'pose," sid Hermione dully. "If I say I've never kissed him, people will believe it, don't you think? I mean, every girl would kill to get a taste of that boy's tongue, so why would I lie about it, right? After all it was just a kiss, wasn't it? I mean, it doesn't mean I'm in love with him or anything, does it?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?" asked Lavender.
"If you want to," said Hermione. She would take any and all advice she could get.
"Well, you sound to me like a star-crossed lover," My advice is:apoligize to him for being so mean. If he really loves you, he'll be big and be happy that you're happy, even though it's not with him. If you love him, you should tell Viktor about it."
"I am NOT telling Viktor that I kissed Harry behind his back," said Hermione firmly, resuming her supper. "And I am not in love with him."
"Whatever you say Hermi," sighed Lavender. "I'm going to bed. Come on. We have classes tomorrow. Potions first thing."
Hermione groaned. She had forgotten about tomorrow. Oh well, she thought glumly, I'll just have to get on with it.