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When I woke up the bed was empty.

I felt incredibly disappointed.

What did you think?

I slipped out of the bed and looked around.

Shit, my clothes!

Wrapping the cover around me, I walked out of the room, trying to find the door to his office. Slowly I stuck my head through, but there was nobody in sight. My clothes were thrown over a chair, completely fixed. After dressing I brought the cover back and then stood in the office for a moment.

Should I write a note? But what should I write? Nice night, hope we can do that again some time. xoxo ? Pff, course not!

So I just left and walked up to the Gryffindor Tower, my head spinning.

"Gen! Where have you been!?", Hermione squealed when I came in.

"We were scared to death!", Ginny cried out, running towards me.

"I should punch you in the face for that! Lucky you are a girl", Ron growled.

"To death, Gen!", Ginny yelled.

"It's okay, guys, I'm alright, cool down again. I took a walk outside and got tired so I sat down. Obviously I drifted off to sleep. No big deal", I lied.

Lame.

"No big deal!? It's freezing cold outside!", Ginny shouted.

"Listen, I'm sorry. But I really didn't plan on scaring you", I tried to excuse.

"Gen, can I talk to you a second?", Harry asked.

It hit me like a racing train. Shit.

"Yeah, sure", I tried to force an interested smile.

"Did you leave because I kissed you?", he was totally nervous.

"Oh God, no!", I wanted to laugh. Poor boy has to try it with me.

"You said, you will be back in a few minutes. I assumed you were up to the toilet. I could have come with you outside", he sounded a little hurt.

Okay, I have to make things clear.

"Harry, look, I like you. Really, I like you a lot! But I'm not attracted to you like this. I'm sorry, but I didn't even think you would feel differently!", I explained.

"Oh… Well, to be honest… I don't really know actually. Maybe I tried to distract myself a little", he was red like a tomato.

"So I was a fill up?", I laughed, pretending to be aggrieved.

"No!", he looked really shocked.

"It's okay, boy! I am glad, we can go back to normal!", as if my life was normal.

A few hours later, after finishing my Herbology essay, practising a few curses for Defence and playing wizard chess, it was dinner time. And man, was I nervous!

"What takes you so long?", Hermione asked, standing in the doorway.

" I just want to change!", I yelled, throwing on some jeans and a pullover.

"Why? It's only dinner", Hermione asked confused.

"Yeah, just felt like it", I grinned at her and we walked down together.

When we entered the Great Hall, I immediately searched the teacher's table for him.

He was talking to Madam Sprout at the moment, but just as my stare was on him, he turned is head and looked back at me. I grinned a little, dropping my head. For a moment it seemed as if he was smirking.

"What are you smiling at?", Ron asked me.

"Just thinking about the Quidditch game next weekend!", I blurted out.

"Uh, yeah", he looked nervous immediately.

Throughout dinner I shot glances at the teacher's table, but Snape didn't meet them anymore. My heart dropped a little.

The next week didn't went any better. During lessons he kept ignoring me, what caused little attention by my friends.

"Why doesn't Snape insult you anymore? You are a Gryffindor", Harry sighed.

Snape had held a speech about Harry's disabilities for the last ten minutes of the lesson.

"Don't know. Maybe I'm not as interesting", I smiled weakly.

But for once my thoughts weren't occupied only by my Defence teacher.

Ron and Hermione had kept fighting through the last few weeks, but it got worse and worse.

She didn't tell me, but I knew, it was hurting her.

At Saturday morning I walked down to breakfast later than the others. I had been awake half of the night to finish reading one of the books for Runes.

The mood at the table was tense, but that was nothing against the killer looks Harry, Ron and Hermione were exchanging. Sighing I sat down beside her: "What is it now, guys?"

"Harry just poured Felix Felicis into Ron's juice and he drank it!", Hermione cried out.

"A little louder and you can go buy a megaphone", Harry blurted out.

"You really have, Harry?", I asked a little shocked.

But at that moment Lavender walked by and winked at Ron: "I know, you will be great!"

He ignored her, but kept glaring at Hermione.

Then he and Harry left to walk down to the Quidditch field.

"Don't take him too seriously, he's just nervous", I tried to cheer Hermione up.

"But why does he have to be like this to me?", she nearly sobbed.

I couldn't really give her an answer, so I just stroke her back.

After we had finished breakfast, we both slowly walked down to the pitch.

Hermione was quiet all the way down and I shot her worried glances from time to time.

She didn't say a word until we had taken our seats: "Gen, what is it with you and Snape?"

I was shocked. My whole body froze and my cheeks were reddening in high speed.

"What- What do ya mean?", I stuttered.

She turned her head to look at me, raising one eye brow: "I'm neither blind nor dumb."

"I know, you are the smartest little ass out there", I grinned and hustled her with my shoulder.

"You are getting off the point", she countered, looking at me intense.

I bit my lip and dropped my head, staring at my feet.

"You know, I see you staring at him from time to time. And there's something about that look I can't quite put my finger on it", she explained further.

"I just feel like, I have to protect him. Because I owe him so much. Look, he had saved me that night", I mumbled and looked at her again.

She didn't seem too satisfied with that answer, but didn't say anything more as the game started.

Soon Hermione and me were cheering and screaming all over the place. It brightened my mood and relaxed my tensed body a little, doing something as normal as that.

When the game was over, Hermione and me hugged, jumping on the spot.

We walked back to the castle through all the other students, as Neville walked over and asked me, if I had already finished the book about Snargaluffs, he had borrowed to me.

I promised to give it back to him that evening, but when I turned around again, Hermione was gone. So I made my way upstairs together with Neville, talking about the game.

When we entered the Common Room people were already preparing the party, which was going to take place tonight.

Seamus handed me a butterbeer and started sharing his incredible knowledge about Quidditch with me.

Suddenly Ron stumbled in and took the bottle of butterbeer Dean was offering him.

Seamus didn't stop talking, so I turned towards him again and smiled.

I could congratulate Ron later. Well, at least I thought.

In the middle of his sentence: "…and 1853 the Italian keeper-", Seamus broke up and stared with open mouth at something behind me.

I turned around and saw Ron snogging Lavender Brown. Or trying to chew on her face, I wasn't quite sure about that.

Seamus whistled and I searched the room desperately for Hermione.

Thank God, she's not here!

I stormed towards the portray hole just as Harry entered.

"Where's Hermione?", I yelled at him.

"She should come up every minute-", he started.

"We have to prevent that she sees this!", I gesticulated behind me.

Harry's eyes nearly fell out as his mouth stood open.

Just at that exact moment the portray hole opened and Hermione came through.

Shit!

It needed one second for her to find Ron and Lavender. Her face turned hard and cold.

She turned around immediately and hurried out.

"Hermione!", I shouted, grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him after me.

"We need to find her!", I snarled at him.

"I know", he mumbled.

We found her in the first unlocked class room we tried.

Birds were flying around her head.

"Oh, hey. I'm just practising", she tried a smile.