Chapter 6 Propositions about Quidditch and Secret Crushes?
Draco closed the common room portrait with great force that the person in it had to shout at him. He plopped himself in a couch near the fireplace and rubbed his temples.
'How could I thought of that?' he asked himself angrily.
He stared at the dancing flame and his thoughts wandered to a bushy haired former Gryffindor. He sighed in defeat, ever since Theo brought up his "former" liking in the muggleborn witch, he never had gotten his head off her. It seemed that every time he thought about something, it always leads to Granger.
A part of him scolded him, making himself think that he pushed her to her death. Another part though, the one he always hated, scolded him for even caring. He shook his head wildly and began to focus on the red flame instead of the brown hair of Granger.
Hermione walked to the Library. It was her vacant period so she decided to do some light reading. Halfway her tracks she stopped. She remembered how she wanted to change. Her sudden stop though, wasn't that announced that a student bumped into her.
"Ow." A girl said.
She recognized the voice. 'Ginny.' She thought. "Sorry." She said, not thinking. She even held out her hand with, luckily Ginny accepted.
They stared at each other for quite some time and Hermione felt longing for her friends. Ginny found it odd though, that a Slytherin would do that kind of thing.
"Err, thanks?" she said timidly.
Hermione didn't reply. She just nodded and left. She continued her way to the Slytherin common room while Ginny stayed where she was.
'How come I feel like I've known him already?' Ginny thought. A deep crimson blush crept on her face; the color of it almost resembled her hair. She remembered the warmth of the boy's hand when he handed it to her. She shrugged, remembering that he was a Slytherin, a cold-hearted Slytherin that may possibly be a Malfoy clone.
Hermione on the other hand, felt like it was normal. She didn't realize that acts like that made girls blush often. She was still on the verge of getting used to being a guy so emotions were not yet tackled. In fact, she still has giggly emotions when she glances at some guys. She would have had to change that.
Upon entering the Slytherin common room, she saw Draco Malfoy lost in thought. He was oblivious of his surroundings and was just staring at the dancing fire.
She cleared her throat, snapping his attention. He turned too suddenly at her with eyes full of confusion. Hermione stared at it and twice that day, silver met brown. She turned her head and approached him.
"Uhh, hey." He said.
Hermione looked and nodded. They stayed in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. Draco cleared his throat this time and started to converse.
"Well, first Quidditch match later. Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor. They'll surely kick Gryffindor ass." He grinned.
Hermione forgot about Quidditch. Then an idea came to her. 'Since I'm starting over, why not learn Quidditch?' she grinned.
"Draco, what about our team? Do we kick ass too?" she said.
"Of course we do. But right now, we're in need of a Chaser. Poor Calvin broke his knee and elbow because of the Weasley Twins." He said.
'Perfect.' Hermione thought. "Maybe you could train me." She suggested.
Draco stared at her as if she was a monster then came into thinking. They were really in need of a Chaser and he was sure two months would be enough to train the boy so he nodded. "Sure."
"Great." She said.
"I'd better inform Snape of the training."
"And I'll inform my aunt." She said, thinking of a way how.
"Sure, let's just meet back at the Quidditch fields after ok?" he said preparing to leave.
"Sure."
The two went on separate ways with grins plastered on their faces.
Hermione went to McGonagall's office directly after their plans. She smiled at the thought. This would be great since she has already gotten over her fear of heights. She smiled inwardly as how making a new life was turning out to be just fine.
Hermione knocked fervently hoping that McGonagall would like her ideas, besides what's not to like anyway?
"Her–Harvey…is there a problem?" McGonagall was completely not used to Hermione as Harvey yet. Don't worry, she'll come around.
"Umm, I just came to tell you about me joining the Quidditch team." She said slightly.
McGonagall gave a small smile. "We would've liked you in Gryffindor"
Hermione smiled sadly. "I guess it's better where I am now, not that anything's wrong with Gryffindor, that is. It'd just be harder with Harry and Ron around. I'd have an enemy once more, in the likes of Malfoy. At least now, I could avert myself from having one." She explained.
McGonagall smiled sadly. "Well, so about your plans."
"Err, yes…Malfoy'll be training me. Chaser that is." She smiled proudly.
"I'm proud of you Harvey. As my nephew." She winked at her.
"Well, I better go then, I think the Quidditch match would start in a few minutes." She stood from her seat and turned the knob to leave when McGonagall called out.
"I do…miss Hermione Granger." She said, this time, she was frowning.
Hermione looked back at her professor, and frowned. Without another word though, she left and headed to the Quidditch field.
"Where do you think he is?" Pansy said in an almost shout-like voice as they moved against the crowd who was talking in excitement.
"I don't know." Blaise said glumly. She had not yet recovered from the rejection.
"Forget it Zabini." Draco said, knowing what the hopeful girl was thinking.
Just on time, Hermione came in sitting next to Draco. "Hey, I talked to McGonagall."
"What'd she say?" Draco asked intently.
"She said it would be nice." Hermione frowned a little but covered it with a grin.
"Great. Snape thinks it's a brilliant idea too." He grinned back.
"So when shall we start?" she asked looking at the crowd.
"Tomorrow. Snape said the schedule will be Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays." He informed.
"Oh, Great." She said.
"Welcome everybody to the First Game of this year! It's Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindors!" loud cheers from the Gryffindors erupted and boo's from the Slytherins.
Hermione gazed in the sky. Ginny was the seeker already. She smiled remembering when her friend first told her about it. Then her gaze turned to Ron. He had a determined face plastered and he definitely had grown more serious with the game.
She noticed on the Gryffindor stand, Harry stood smiling at his friends. She missed them so much and frowned a little. She focused more on the commentator after that.
"The quaffle is released, Madam Hooch gave the signal and the game begins!" Luna, who definitely had gotten better with commentating, said excitedly.
"Gryffindor gets possession, ooh! Intercepted by Taylor, ooh! A bludger hid her; the quaffle once again is in Gryffindor possession, Finnegan passes to Thomas, then back to Finnegan, he makes a fake and passes to Thomas…ohh! Score! Gryffindor leads 10-0." She trailed off.
The game continued for an hour already. Everyone was on their feet as Ginny and the Ravenclaw seeker dived for the snitch. Hermione was on her feet, her gaze followed the redhead's every move. Her eyes darted at the bludger that was approaching. She held in her breath praying for Ginny's safety. When the bludger was sent to someone else, Hermione released her breath and Ginny caught the snitch after that.
Hermione turned around to see the curious faces of Draco and Pansy. The look on Blaise's though, said trouble. With their eyebrows raised, Hermione felt blood rushing to her cheeks and sweat watering in her palms.
"Err…I didn't know Quidditch could get this exciting..." she chuckled nervously hoping that they'd agree. The three turned their gaze and Hermione breathed a sigh. But they still kept an eye for her.
They returned to the Slytherin Common Room exhausted. Immediately, the four of them sat on the couch and sighed.
"Damn Gryffindors always win." Draco scowled.
Hermione was emotionlessly staring at the fire when Blaise caught her attention with a question he didn't comprehend.
"What?" she asked.
"Do you fancy Weaselette?" she inquired her eyes were watery.
"No!" she said. She didn't fancy Ginny that way. She was just a friend. Oh Merlin she was in a lot of trouble.
"But the way you held your breath…" she continued but Hermione cut her off.
"I DON"T FANCY HER!" she burst out, her face flushed.
Blaise stared at her wide eyes that blurred with tears. She stormed off to the Girl's dormitory. Pansy went after right after giving her a look.
"I think you should apologize." Draco said.
Hermione was about to go when she remembered that boys weren't allowed inside the Girls' dormitory. She almost forgot that she was being a boy and that if she went there without slipping would definitely cause a confused look from Draco.
"Draco, can I borrow a broom?" she said.
Draco stared for a moment and understood. He went to a nearby cupboard and handed it to him.
"Thanks." She rode it easily up to the Girls' dormitory and settled it down.
She knocked timidly and opened the door.
"Get out!" Blaise shouted.
"Wait." Hermione grabbed her hands and pushed her down. "Leave us first Pansy." She said.
Pansy stared and left. "What do you want?" Blaise said angrily.
"I'm sorry for shouting," she said.
Blaise looked at her and threw her arms around her. "Harvey why can't you just like me!" then she did what Hermione had tried to prevent from happening. She kissed her.
Immediately Hermione pushed her. "Blaise! No…I just consider you as a friend." She said softly.
Blaise then hugged Hermione and sobbed in her uniform. They lay in Blaise's bed with Hermione thinking of the trouble she had gotten herself into and Blaise sobbing herself to sleep.
