Chapter 11 Hermione
Dear Diary,
Finally it was the dance day. Ron had figured out that the man, considerably Vold-emort ( I am going to say it like that) was already in Hogwarts, and I predict he is just about ready to kill Harry!
Dance night: The best. Harry and I danced the whole time. Harry kissed me- on the lips! And it was right in the middle of the dance floor. I was not the least bit humiliated.
Until-I didn't know Rita Skeeter was there. I found out that she had taken a picture, and put it in the paper.
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger? Is it really love? By: Rita Skeeter
A real witness-(me)-has witnessed a passionate kiss given from Harry to Hermione. Is it really love? Page 2.
I didn't even bother reading page 2, until Ron stuffed it in my books secretly-anyway, I will tell you about that later. The dance-was the best night of my life!
This is how it went:
I walked into the hall. The tables had been removed, and a disco ball had been placed on the ceiling. There was even a D.J.-Two D.J.'S actually-Fred and George!
"Hey Fred-" instead of greeting me, Fred pointed down the hall. There was Harry and Ron. I guessed he knew I wanted to find Harry and Ron.
"Hey Harry, hey Ron," I said. Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me to the dance floor. Ron stood there, but the next time I checked he was with Pansy.
We all had a blast. When we came back into our dormitories, it was 11:00 P.M. I looked at my messy bed, which was dumped with books, and all the other things. I turned my books over, and a slip fell out.
I read it. It was the article!
Continueation (Harry and Hermione, is it really love?)
Hermione Granger and Harry Potter are having some fun dancing. All of a sudden, Harry leans over and kisses Miss Granger and they giggle and laugh together. I guess romance is flying around in the air.
But is it really love? The love may be blossoming in the air, but no one is quite sure if they are really really in love.
Of course, when I really find out all the scoops of a blossoming romance between Harry and Hermione, I will write it down, so all of you people left in suspense can know the real scoop!
Next day, Harry read the article. All the students passing by made rude remarks.
"Hey Granger, have you found Potter to do your work with?" asked Malfoy. "I always knew you two had something!"
I was disgusted. I really hoped he didn't mean it in that way.
Angelina and Katie were passing just as Malfoy said that.
"Hey, Malfoy!" said Angelina. "Just because you don't have a real love doesn't mean you have to pick on someone who does!" Katie hugged me.
"Yeah," Katie piped up, 'you are hated too much to have a real romance. Of course, it's obvious you're jealous!"
Angelina and Katie walked away, glaring at Malfoy. I walked away as they left, and Harry walked with me.
"Hey, Granger!" called Malfoy. I was too angry to turn around. "The next time I pick on you, you won't have Harry or anyone to save you!"
I whirled around. "Is that a threat?"
Dear Diary,
Finally it was the dance day. Ron had figured out that the man, considerably Vold-emort ( I am going to say it like that) was already in Hogwarts, and I predict he is just about ready to kill Harry!
Dance night: The best. Harry and I danced the whole time. Harry kissed me- on the lips! And it was right in the middle of the dance floor. I was not the least bit humiliated.
Until-I didn't know Rita Skeeter was there. I found out that she had taken a picture, and put it in the paper.
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger? Is it really love? By: Rita Skeeter
A real witness-(me)-has witnessed a passionate kiss given from Harry to Hermione. Is it really love? Page 2.
I didn't even bother reading page 2, until Ron stuffed it in my books secretly-anyway, I will tell you about that later. The dance-was the best night of my life!
This is how it went:
I walked into the hall. The tables had been removed, and a disco ball had been placed on the ceiling. There was even a D.J.-Two D.J.'S actually-Fred and George!
"Hey Fred-" instead of greeting me, Fred pointed down the hall. There was Harry and Ron. I guessed he knew I wanted to find Harry and Ron.
"Hey Harry, hey Ron," I said. Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me to the dance floor. Ron stood there, but the next time I checked he was with Pansy.
We all had a blast. When we came back into our dormitories, it was 11:00 P.M. I looked at my messy bed, which was dumped with books, and all the other things. I turned my books over, and a slip fell out.
I read it. It was the article!
Continueation (Harry and Hermione, is it really love?)
Hermione Granger and Harry Potter are having some fun dancing. All of a sudden, Harry leans over and kisses Miss Granger and they giggle and laugh together. I guess romance is flying around in the air.
But is it really love? The love may be blossoming in the air, but no one is quite sure if they are really really in love.
Of course, when I really find out all the scoops of a blossoming romance between Harry and Hermione, I will write it down, so all of you people left in suspense can know the real scoop!
Next day, Harry read the article. All the students passing by made rude remarks.
"Hey Granger, have you found Potter to do your work with?" asked Malfoy. "I always knew you two had something!"
I was disgusted. I really hoped he didn't mean it in that way.
Angelina and Katie were passing just as Malfoy said that.
"Hey, Malfoy!" said Angelina. "Just because you don't have a real love doesn't mean you have to pick on someone who does!" Katie hugged me.
"Yeah," Katie piped up, 'you are hated too much to have a real romance. Of course, it's obvious you're jealous!"
Angelina and Katie walked away, glaring at Malfoy. I walked away as they left, and Harry walked with me.
"Hey, Granger!" called Malfoy. I was too angry to turn around. "The next time I pick on you, you won't have Harry or anyone to save you!"
I whirled around. "Is that a threat?"