AN:
Heyyyyyyy we lived to see another fucking chapter! I am honestly surprised...
Anyways so I think we have come so far in such a small amount of time c:
I think I might even continue this cute little love story all the way to the end. So that means six or even maybe seven fanfics... Oh and I am waiting impatiently for the eight book to come out! I got an email from B&N and I flipped out when I saw it was from J.K Rowling and that it was another HP book... I was all like "OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG" I then proceeded to dance around my room in the dark( I do Not recommend this, as it led to me tripping over my computer chair and falling flat on my face. I almost killed my Aloe Vera plant, in my failed attempts to cling on to my shelves...) And then pre-ordered it the very next morning. :3
Speaking of HP and J.K. Rowling, I don't own any of the characters. They all belong to J.K Rowling...
On with da storiesssss~
(Oh p.s I am stoping that 8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8 thing, it takes up a lot of fucking time... So yeah :P)
Ｉｔ'ｓ ｈＡｔＣｈｅｄ。
I gasp and Ron was grinning like a madman. Harry just stares at the note blankly.
"Let's just skip Herbology and go strait to Hagrid's!" Ron says excitdly. I of course wouldn't hear of it, so while smacking Ron with the Daily Prophet, I said, "No! No! NO! Absolutely not! That is one the few if not the only class where Neville is actually good at!" I say, then looking over at my friend I smile sheepishly and add, "No offence, Neville... What I meant to say was... It's the only class you might be better at than me..." Neville seemed to glow with pride at this and smiles. Ron scoffs and opens his mouth to most likely say something rude, but I elbowed him in the stomach.
He glared at me, and I smiled a fake smile. He rolls his eyes," We're getting off track guys," Harry says as he piles a forkfull of eggs in his mouth Ron looks over and beams at his friend. He nods excitedly and looks over at me with a longing look in his eyes, "Harry's right, Hermione, how many times in our lives are we going to see a dragon hatching?"
I shake my head and close my eyes, "I honestly hoped never, but sense this is unavoidable, only once Ronald, are we going to see a dragon hatch," Ron gets a hopeful look on his face and opens his mouth to say something, but I don't let him "and that one time is going to be after and only after Herbology." I say and then take a bite out of my buttered toast.
Ron opens his mouth again, but Harry puts his hand on Ron's forearm, and shakes his head looking at Ron sadly, as if to say There's no use. Ron sighs and puts his head down sadly.
When the bell sounded from the castle telling us it was morning break and that our lesson was over, the three of us dropped our trowels at once and hurried through the grounds to the edge of the forest. Hagrid greeted us, looking flushed and excited.
"It's nearly out." He ushered us inside. I looked over at the fire, but didn't see anything. Harry tugged on my robe and I looked over where he was pointing...The egg was lying on the table. There were deep cracks in it. Something was moving inside; a funny clicking noise was coming from it.
we all drew the chairs we were sitting in up to the table and watched with bated breath.
All at once there was a scraping noise and the egg split open. The baby dragon flopped onto the table. It wasn't exactly pretty; I'm sure Ron and Harry most likely thought it looked like a crumpled, black umbrella. but I thought it was cute with Its spiny wings that were huge compared to its skinny jet body, and with it's adorable long snout with wide nostrils, the stubs of horns and bulging, and it's magnificent orange eyes.
It sneezed. A couple of sparks flew out of its snout.
"Isn't he beautiful ?" Hagrid murmured. I nodded absently as Hagrid reached out a hand to stroke the dragon's head. It snapped at his fingers, showing pointed fangs.
"Bless him, look, he knows his mommy!" said Hagrid.
"Hagrid," I said regainling my sense of reality and remembering the how dire this... situation... was, "how fast do Norwegian Ridgebacks grow, exactly?"
Hagrid was about to answer when the color suddenly drained from his face - he leapt to his feet and ran to the window.
"What's the matter?" I ask suddenly afraid he spotted two more dragon eggs that randomly appered... What? Anything is possible with Hagrid. I mean I certainly wouldn't put it past happening...
"Someone was lookin' through the gap in the curtains - it's a kid - he's runnin' back up ter the school."
Harry bolted to the door and looked out. I rushed over and with one hand on Harry's back, the other on the door frame, I peered out and into the cold courtyard...Even at a distance there was no mistaking him.
Malfoy had seen the dragon.
We made our way back to the Gryffindor Tower like sloths that night. With Malfoy haveing seen Norbert, and the classes-which I'm not complaining about... at least not too much- was so tired I was about ready to fall alseep right then and there on the moving stairs.
"uuuuuuugghhhhhh" I moan and Harry and Ron nod in agreement, "I'm so tireeeddddd... Someone, please just put me out of my misery," I say and slump dramatically as we wait for the stairs to reattach itself to the wall. They snigger and I stick my toungue out at them.
We finally made it back to the common room, and I fell down on the couch and passed out. Seriously, when I woke back up, it was three in the morning and I slowly and very tiredly made my way up the stairs and into my warm...Safe...comfy..bed...
"ZZZzzzzZZZZzzzzZZZZzzzzZZZzzzz" I rolled over to see Lavender snoring and I sigh, pulling the curtains around my bed and finally, falling back into a deep slumber until-
"BEEP BEEP... BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP. JUST WAKE THE HECK UP ALREADY!" My wand screams at me. I make a mental note to never fall asleep with my wand in my hand. I shut it off and groggily make my way towards the first years bathroom.
When I do make it to the great hall, I am still so tired, and I was a bit grumpy and irritable.
"Hey Hermione, guess wh-" someone says as they place their hands over my eyes, "Not now, Fred, George." I say and bang my head against the table a few times before just laying it there. Two faces pop up from under the table, and I moan when I see it's Fred and George, "Aww, what's wrong Hermione?"
"Go away or I swear I will jinx you both!" I growl.
they back away eyes wide "Hey Her-" Someone says approaching my back, but Fred and George shake their head violently, mouthing the words "No no no. turn around or she will jinx you... Bad day." No one bothered me the rest of the day.
Something about the smile lurking on Malfoy's face during the next week made Harry, Ron, and I very nervous. we spent most of our free time in Hagrid's darkened hut, trying to reason with him.
"Just let him go," Harry urged. "Set him free."
"I can't," said Hagrid. "He's too little. He'd die."
Harry and I looked at the dragon. It had grown three times in length in just a week. Smoke kept furling out of its nostrils. Hagrid hadn't been doing his gamekeeping duties because the dragon was keeping him so busy. There were empty brandy bottles and chicken feathers all over the floor.
"I've decided to call him Norbert," said Hagrid, looking at the dragon with misty eyes. "He really knows me now, watch. Norbert! Norbert! Where's Mommy?"
"He's lost his marbles," Ron muttered in my ear and I nodded, whispering the same in Harry's.
"Hagrid," said Harry loudly, "give it two weeks and Norbert's going to be as long as your house. Malfoy could go to Dumbledore at any moment."
Hagrid bit his lip. "I - I know I can't keep him forever, but I can't jus' dump him, I can't." I sensed a melt down on the verge, so with what some call motherly instinct, I rush over and sit next to him, one hand on his back and the other on his forearm. I pat and rub and try to say calming things. Slowly Hagrid calms down and trys to stroke the dragon again. I shudder.
Harry suddenly turned to Ron. "Charlie." he said. I looked over at my two friends next to me, while I tried to comfort the huge man.
"You're losing it, too," said Ron as he leaned close to my ear, then talking a little louder he said, "I'm Ron, remember?"
"No - Charlie - your brother, Charlie. In Romania. Studying dragons. We could send Norbert to him. Charlie can take care of him and then put him back in the wild!"
"Brilliant!" said Ron. "How about it, Hagrid?" He looked over at the large man staring wistfully at the dragon babe.
Hagrid thought on this for a moment. He looked at Harry who was nodding fairly fast, then to Ron, who's eyes were wide with something between the lines of hope, horror, and excitement. He the turned to me, and I smiled encouragingly, and gave a small nod. He stared in to my eyes for a bit before sighing.
And in the end, Hagrid agreed that we three could send an owl to Charlie to ask him.
The following week dragged by. Wednesday night found Harry and I sitting alone in the common room, long after everyone else had gone to bed.
"so," He says clearly trying to make small talk, but failing. "So..." Harry has an odd look in his face, but it slowly fades into amusement, I glare at him "now just what are you smiling abo-"
"You smell good..." someone whispers in my ear from behind me and I jump. I swiftly turn around to see Seamus Finnagin's eyes and upper head just barley visible behind the couch. He was staring at me and had his fingers on the couch.
Harry leans to see past me and then slowly leans back into the original position, his face unreadable. I stare down at the boy in horror as he just continues to crouch behind the couch, staring into my eyes... right into my soul. he lifts his head up and rests his chin on the couch. "You look pretty in the gleaming light from the red-hot-melt-your-skin-off fire that is my soul..." he whispers, eyes wide. Harry, who decided to make things worse leaned back into Seamus's eyesight. "yeah, you're right, she is radiating in the-red-hot-whatever-you-said-fire that is your passion and soul..." says with an amused look on his face. I on the other hand, was not so amused. "See? Even the famous Harry Potter thinks we look good together... so what do you say? Go to Hogsmead with me?" with that Seamus slowly crouches down again so you can only see his eyes and fingertips. I open my mouth, speachless. This boy, who I thought hated me, not only had a crush on me, but was actually asking me out? I sigh and sit back down on the couch.
"I'm sorry, but I already have a dates set up with friends for all the Hogsmead weekends... Maybe next year. I am really flattered though.. SO yeah, come back next year, okay?" I say smiling and he nods, looking hopeful and sad at the same time.
"Geez, didn't know you were so populor with the boys, 'Mione." Harry jokes once Seamus was gone. "me neither." I mutter. "Why didn't you accept?" he asks, prying at me a bit, "Oh... Well if I was honest with myself, probably because I only have one guy I really want to be with, but sense I'm not honest, then because I promised Ron I would go with him, and then Neville, and then you asked a while ago, and then the last hogsmead weekend, I'm with Lavender and Padma." I say and harry stares.
"who's the lucky guy, my Hermione is crushing on?" He teases and I blush I was about to make an excuse so I wouldn't have to answer that, but just then the clock on the wall had just chimed midnight when the portrait hole burst open. Ron appeared out of nowhere as he pulled off Harry's invisibility cloak. He had been down at Hagrid's hut, helping him feed Norbert, who was now eating dead rats by the crate.
"It bit me!" he said, showing Harry and I his hand, which was wrapped in a bloody handkerchief. "I'm not going to be able to hold a quill for a week. I tell you, that dragon's the most horrible animal I've ever met, but the way Hagrid goes on about it, you'd think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit. When it bit me he told me off for frightening it. And when I left, he was singing it a lullaby."
There was a tap on the dark window. we all looked over and I gasped, along with Harry.
"It's Hedwig!" He said, hurrying to let her in. "She'll have Charlie's answer!"
The three of us put their heads together to read the note.
Ｄｅａｒ Ｒｏｎ，
Ｈｏｗ Ａｒｅ ｙｏｕ？ Ｔｈａｎｋｓ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｌｅｔｔｅｒ－－
Ｉ'ｄ ｂｅ ｇｌａｄ ｔｏ ｔａｋｅ－Ｎｏｒｂｅｒｔ？－ｔｈｅ Ｎｏｒｗｅｇｉａｎ Ｒｉｄｇｅｂａｃｋ，ｂｕｔ ｉｔ ｗｏｎ'ｔ ｂｅ ｅａｓｙ ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｈｉｍ ｈｅｒｅ。。。Ｉ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｔｈｅ ｂｅｓｔ ｔｈｉｎｇ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｔｏ ｓｅｎｄ ｈｉｍ ｏｖｅｒ ｗｉｔｈ ｓｏｍｅ ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ ｏｆ ｍｉｎｅ ｗｈｏ ａｒｅ ｃｏｍｉｎｇ ｏｖｅｒ ｈｅｒｅ ｔｏ ｖｉｓｉｔ ｍｅ ｎｅｘｔ ｗｅｅｋ－Ｔｒｏｕｂｌｅ ｉｓ，ｔｈｅｙ ｍｕｓｔｎ'ｔ ｂｅ ｓｅｅｎ ｃａｒｒｙｉｎｇ ａｎ ｉｌｌｅｇａｌ ｄｒａｇｏｎ。。 Ｃｏｕｌｄ ｙｏｕ ｇｅｔ ｔｈｅ
Ｒｉｄｇｅｂａｃｋ ｕｐ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｔａｌｌｅｓｔ ｔｏｗｅｒ ｏｎ Ｓａｔｕｒｄａｙ？Ｔｈｅｙ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｍｅｅｔ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｅｒｅ ａｎｄ ｔａｋｅ ｈｉｍ ａｗａｙ ｗｈｉｌｅ ｉｔ ｉｓ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｄａｒｋ ｏｕｔ。
Ｓｅｎｄ ｍｅ ａｎ ａｎｓｗｅｒ Ａ。Ｓ。Ａ。Ｐ。
Ｌｏｖｅ，
Ｃｈａｒｌｉｅ。
we looked at one another.
"We've got the invisibility cloak," said Harry. "It shouldn't be too difficult - I think the cloaks big enough to cover two of us and Norbert."
It was a mark of how bad the last week had been that Ron and I agreed with him. Anything to get rid of Norbert - and Malfoy.
There was a hitch. By the next morning, Ron's bitten hand had swollen to twice its usual size. He didn't know whether it was safe to go to Madam Pomfrey - would she recognize a dragon bite? By the afternoon, though, he had no choice. The cut had turned a nasty shade of green. It looked as if Norbert's fangs were poisonous... Just as I suspected...
Harry and I rushed up to the hospital wing at the end of the day to find Ron in a terrible state in bed.
"It's not just my hand," he whispered, "although that feels like it's about to fall off. Malfoy told Madam Pomfrey he wanted to borrow one of my books so he could come and have a good laugh at me. He kept threatening to tell her what really bit me - I've told her it was a dog, but I don't think she believes me - I shouldn't have hit him at the Quidditch match, that's why he's doing this."
Harry and I tried desperately to calm Ron down.
"It'll all be over at midnight on Saturday," I said, but this didn't soothe Ron at all. On the contrary, he sat bolt upright and broke into a sweat.
"Midnight on Saturday!" he said in a hoarse voice. "Oh no oh no - I've just remembered - Charlie's letter was in that book Malfoy took, he's going to know we're getting rid of Norbert."
I feel my pulse quicken and my stomach drop. my eyes widen and I look over at Harry, who looked back at me. Finally Harry opened his mouth to say something but didn't get the chance to. Madam Pomfrey came over at that moment and made them leave, saying Ron needed sleep.
"It's too late to change the plan now," Harry told me as we walked down to Hagrid's hut to speak to him. "We haven't got time to send Charlie another owl, and this could be our only chance to get rid of Norbert. We'll have to risk it. And we have got the invisibility cloak, Malfoy doesn't know about that."
we found Fang, the boarhound, sitting outside with a bandaged tail when we reached his hut, and saw Hagird who opened a window to talk to them.
"I won't let you in," he puffed. "Norbert's at a tricky stage - nothin' I can't handle."
When they told him about Charlie's letter, his eyes filled with tears, although that might have been because Norbert had just bitten him on the leg.
I looked down and backed away from the window nervously.
"Aargh! It's all right, he only got my boot - jus' playin' - he's only a baby, after all."
The baby banged its tail on the wall, making the windows rattle. Harry and I walked back to the castle feeling Saturday couldn't come quickly enough.
"G'night, Harry." I say yawing as we walk into the common room. He looks over and smiles, "Night, 'Mione." and with that I went left to the girls first year dormitory, and he went right.
That night I dreamed about Harry and I again... This might actually be a problem...
Harry and I are walking around in a forest, alone. we finally reach a clear area and I start to put up protection spells all around us while Harry puts up a wizard tent. Once finished, we go inside and I lay down on the floor and just stare into space. "Hey, Hermione, you want any mustard?" Harry calls from what I presume to be the kitchen? I don't answer, I just stay where I am. Not even blinking, until I shed a tear and it lands on my nose.
"'Mione?" Harry calls again and this time he comes out from the kitchen, sandwich in one hand, mustard in the other, looking concerned. I glance at him and the sandwich before I burst into tears. He drops the mustard, and places the sandwich on an endtable, then rushes over to me.
He lays down directly infront of me, but I keep peering over his head as I cry.
"Hey, hey~" he says in a soothing tone, "It's okay, I am sure he'll come back soon enough... Hey, look at me. Hermione, look at me," I finally tear my eyes away from the tent wall and look at Harry. He is a little blurry-but that's because I'm crying-but he is still Harry, glasses, scar, messy hair, brilliant green eyes...
He smiles sadly at me before pulling me into a warm embrace as I cry into his shirt. we just lay there, silent for a moment, before I calm down enough to speak. "I just wish he didn't have to find out like that, you know?" I say a little muffled by harry's chest. He nods silently, and I feel his chin gently hitting my head. "Let's get some food in your stomach," He says and I feel the vibrations in his chest shake my body. he then gets up and helps me up too.
The dream changes, and Harry looks a bit younger, and he looks terrified. "You don't have to do this, Hermione..." he whispers, and I feel myself cry-why am I always fucking crying in these dreams?-"No, Harry I do..." He looks at me curiously before he hugs me "Please, don't. Don't go, do this for me Hermione, and don't go through with this..." I sigh "you and I both know I have to, Harry." just then, my name is called and I walk out and into the roars of the crowd.
Dream changes again and I am holding a baby boy with a snitch in his hand, "You see this, James?" I say pointing to the snitch, "That was the very first snitch your father ever caught... Now it's yours, yes it is, yes it is~" I coo and the baby squirms laughing as I tickle his fat belly.
I look up when I hear a chuckle from the doorway to see Harry standing there smiling at the two of us, he's got one little girl on his leg and the other was climbing up onto his shoulders.
"Welcome home, jerk."
"Good to be home, Know it all." he laughs and then chases the girls around the house.
Screams of pure joy and innocence could be heard throughout the whole house that night.
but then-
"GIVE ME THAT BABY, OR I SWEAR WITH GOD AS MY WITNESS, I WILL BLOW THIS FUCKING HOUSE DOWN!"
I wake with a jolt. what the heck was that dream all about?
Uh.
duh.
Hello.
It was about Harry.
I mean the whole thing was about you and harry, Hermione.
Shut up brain, that's not what I meant.
Sure it wasn't.
Sure it was not~
I roll my eyes and turn over in my bed.
I pull the sheets over my head and slowly drift off into a deep sleep... I dreamt about tacos and flying Narwhals.
Narwhals are slowly becoming my favorite obsession and animal...
AN:
Okay so I wanted to give you guys a heads up that I might not update again tomorrow or the day after that, I am babysitting my niece, while my sis Harmony is gone on a work thing in Paris... Yeah, I am so freaking jelly. I might update, but probs not sense I will have meh hands full as shit with that little hellion. C;
Have a great night(Or day or whatever, depends on when you're reading dis shit) everyone, and I will see you in chapter 11(We are almost done with dis fanfic o.o)
oh and sorry the chapters have been getting shorter, but you guys demanded-Nicely-another chapter, so and I can't say no to you guys... So yeah, here it is cx
~Luna