Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I do own Claire, Tom, Edward, Daniel, Charlotte, Sam….basically that ones that aren't in the books. Lol.

Heya! Really sorry that I haven't updated. I've had my mock exams- finally over!! I've been really busy and then I got a really bad throat infection, I wasn't in the mood to write.

But now I am!

So here is Chapter 10..

I really should sort out the chapters; they are out of sync, because of my stupid author notes!!

Do I just replace the author notes with the following chapter…or what?

Some help please!

And yeah, I really want to get over 50 reviews so I won't update until I get 55. That's reasonable isn't it? And if you like Twilight, read the Vampire who can't be moved as well! Review it please!!!

Gah! I'm rambling. Sorry.

Here you go.



Chapter 10: So Close

Hermione and Neville climbed the moving staircases all the way to the top. The two Gryffindor's chatted about their holidays as Hermione had been with the Hufflepuffs on the way up to Hogwarts. He was telling her all he knew about the flying car incident when they reached the corridor containing the Fat Lady.

She immediately spotted a familiar red headed Gryffindor arguing, or so it seemed, with the Fat Lady.

"Ron! Harry!" she called and ran up the corridor with Neville followed behind her.

"Oh, there have been the most ridiculous rumours about you two, did you really travel here in a flying Ford Anglia?" she said as soon as she stood next to them, Harry and Ron opened their mouths to reply but before they could, Hermione carried on, "Do you have the password? I do!" and with that she said the password- wattlebird. Ron and Harry smirked at each other. Let the interrogation begin, they thought simultaneously.

The portrait flung open and they entered the common room. It was already crammed with the rest of the Gryffindor's. Neville went straight up to the dormitory, bidding them goodnight as he went. She tugged Harry and Ron to the nearest seats and immediately bombarded them with endless questions. She couldn't help it. She was so angry at them.

"Where were you?"

"What in Merlin's name happened at the barrier?"

"How stupid could you get?!"

"Did you really fly up here?"

"Where's the car!"

"Why the hell did you do it?"

"What did Snape say?"

"How much trouble are you in?"

Harry gripped her arm in an effort to make her stop. Ron rolled his eyes at Hermione. It was so typical of her to agonise over every little detail.

"Hello to you too Hermione," Ron chuckled.

"Oh Ron," she scoffed, "Now, you want to say hello and observe the niceties. Didn't think of that at the platform did you? Trying to avoid the subject are you? What actually happened?"

"Well, basically we arrived at the barrier with Ron's family. We were the last ones to go through and we prepared ourselves. We ran at the barrier but crashed into it. It had closed itself! We panicked and instead of doing the sensible thing of sending Hedwig ahead, we used Mr Weasleys car and flew here. The engine started failing and we crashed into the Whomping Willow. The car chucked us out then drove into the Forest leaving us stranded. We got into the Entrance Hall and got caught by that foul git," Harry growled at the mention of Snape.

"And then?" Hermione asked eagerly, "Was it bad?"

Not really, we got detention from Professor McGonagall. I thought we would get expelled or something. Snape was sure we would get expelled. That's why he called Dumbledore and McGonagall too. He looked absolutely livid when he heard our punishment. Can't say I blame him though," he raised his hands and air-quoted, "'Damaging an old and important tree,' yeah right! The tree did more damage to us!" Harry explained to Hermione.

"And the car," added Ron with regret, "When Mum and Dad find out, they're going to kill me. I'll be sure to get a Howler tomorrow. What will they say about my wand? It was Charlie's!"

"Don't worry Ron, I'm sure they'll be glad you're safe," Hermione replied uncertainly. Yeah right, what am I saying?! That's a great bit of advice Hermione. She mentally slapped herself.

Ron scoffed but didn't answer. Instead he got up, and went up to bed. Harry smiled at Hermione.

"Don't worry Hermione. It will be OK. I need to talk to Parvati before she goes," he nodded in the direction of Parvati sitting by the fire, "See you tomorrow," he gave her a quick hug and crept up to Parvati. He hugged her from behind and she squealed before hugging him back.

She sat in the chair a little while longer before retreating to her warm four poster bed. Hermione thought about her eventful day. Waiting for Ron and Harry, expecting a simple and relaxing train journey. But then meeting Cedric at the platform was a much nicer thought, she amended. She had fun with Cedric and his friends. Her friends. She liked Claire and Tom- and Edward and Daniel as well even though she didn't know them that well. Hermione sighed. Cedric. Just the thought of him made her insides quiver- if that was possible. It didn't feel like a year that she had known him. It felt like she had known him her whole life. This time last year, she had met him! Hermione suddenly remembered. A year today when he looked into her eyes and made her legs start to shake. A year ago today, when she fell in love.

But that thought didn't have time to make an impact. She fell asleep before she realised.

The next time Cedric saw Hermione was the following week. They had been busy with homework. Cedric also had Quidditch practise to deal with. Hufflepuff was determined to NOT finish last this year. Cedric was the seeker, so he thought it was down to him to win the points for Hufflepuff.

It was Saturday. Cedric was walking back from a particularly gruelling practice when he bumped into Hermione so very unexpectedly that the force of it knocked her to the ground.

She fell with an unladylike grunt.

"Hermione! Are you OK?"

"Oh…Cedric! It's you," Hermione gasped.

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah…fine…thanks for pulling me up."

"No problem." He laughed.

"So…how was practise?"

"How did you know where I was?" Cedric raised his eyebrows with amusement.

"Well, you're wearing your Quidditch robes, you're carrying a broomstick, and your teammates are behind you, it's not obvious at all where you have been…" Hermione retorted.

"Har- har, 'Mione. Very funny. You have such an intuitive mind." He tickled her gently. She leaped in response. I love how sensitive she is….

"Cedric!" she squealed. She darted out of his reach tauntingly. Cedric grinned then threw his broomstick to Tom and started to chase after her. Hermione shrieked as Cedric ran at her and frantically sprinted away in the direction of the lake. Tom laughed as he watched the scene, and then carried on back to the castle to get changed before lunch.

Cedric chased Hermione through the grounds before grabbing her roughly and pulling her to the damp ground with a thud.

It had been raining that morning and Hermione felt the dampness seep into her clothes and stick against her back. But she didn't mind that. All she was aware of was a tingling spreading through her body.

They were by the lake. It was now lunchtime; everyone was eating, so it was extremely quiet. He had her arms pinned by her sides. Their noses were almost touching. Cedric could feel her heart pounding against her chest. It was like every nerve in his body felt alive when he was so close to Hermione. He adjusted himself slightly and heard a sharp intake of breath.

"So…" she whispered.

"So…" he agreed.

He was suddenly nervous. If someone found them like this, they would get the wrong impression. But, then again, what was the right impression?

Did he want to kiss Hermione? Did Hermione want to kiss him?

He leant forward slightly and he felt Hermione take a short shallow breath but then,

"CEDRIC!"

Ooo a cliffhanger! PLEASE REVIEW I'm not uploading the next chapter until I get AT LEAST 55 reviews ;) That isn't a lot to ask, surely!