A/N: Ok people, here is chapter 5! What you've all been waiting for! I've decided to start the Quidditch tournament in this chapter but not the dance. More people will be coupled up though! And, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all make up! Yeah!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all of the Hogwarts characters and I own all of the Grawshots characters.
Chapter 5
Acorn Dreamer
Harry and Ron rushed down the stairs after Hermione. Harry saw Darien sitting on the couch. He was about to ask which way Hermione went when Darien's arm raised and pointed at the portrait hole.
"Ok, Thanks D. Ron, you stay here with Darien in case Hermione comes back here. I'll go out and look for her." Said Harry, with Ron nodding. With that Harry rushed through the portrait hole.
Purple, orange, pink, and yellow. Hermione stood on the three-story cliff that hovered over the lake. She was slowly watching the sun go down with silent tears streaming down her face. Millions thoughts were all swimming through her mind at once. Harry avoiding her because of a dream, Jason and Cleo going to the dance together, Harry avoiding her because of a dream, Pansy and Natasha annoying the hell out of Draco, and Harry avoiding her because of a dream. If she had not been the smart and sophisticated person she was, and didn't have anything to live for, she would jump off that cliff. Right then and right there. But she didn't. She heard footsteps slowly walking on the grass towards her. She immediately thought it was Harry. She didn't move because she really didn't have any way to escape.
"Hermione," came the voice. Not Harry's. Not Ron's. Not Darien's or not even Draco's. The voice that was speaking to her belonged to Zac. "I see you found my thinking spot, I always come here to…" He stopped. He noticed the tears on Hermione's face. "What's the matter?" he asked kindly.
"It's a long story," She said not taking her eyes off the sunset.
"Well, we've both eaten because I saw you at dinner. And there are no classes tomorrow. I'd say that we have a long time."
This time Hermione looked at him. He looks so sincere She thought. Hermione nodded in agreement. He took her over to a large rock. Where they sat down Hermione told him everything. From being a half blood, to going to Hogwarts. From her dream, to Harry's dream. From Darien to Draco. Zac had mostly listened but he got some words in.
Suddenly Hermione went silent. Again she heard footsteps. This time it was Harry. Harry stopped and looked at Zac. "Who are you?" he asked. Hermione answered for him.
"This is MY friend Zac. One person BESIDES Darien that hasn't been avoiding me, because of a stupid dream!"
"I'm going to go," Zac said. But neither of them noticed him leave.
"Look, Hermione I came to apologize for that."
"Apologize? After what you put me through?"
"At least don't be mad at Ron I dragged him into it."
"Oh, I wouldn't be worrying about Ron right now Harry, I'd be worried about you. If you haven't noticed we are on a cliff, and I'm not a bad pusher."
"Are you threatening to kill me Hermione?" That had shut Hermione up. Realizing what she said, she sat back down on the rock and burst into tears. Harry sat down next to her and comforted her. She was still extremely mad at him. But right now, she didn't care. Hermione still couldn't believe she just threatened to kill her best friend.
"I'm so sorry Harry," she said still crying.
"It's Ok Hermione. You were just mad. And it is me who should be sorry. I had no right abandoning you like that."
It had been three days since this chat, and it was as though nothing had happened. The only differences were, Nyomi and Bobby coupling up, along with Jason and Cleo. The other difference was Zac had started hanging out with them, and Harry and Ron started accepting the fact that Hermione was friends with Draco. Natasha and Pansy, well that was another story.
Harry and Ron invited Draco to come and eat dinner at the Growlyn table and Natasha and Pansy had a holy shit fit. "You cannot, Draco do you hear me? You cannot eat with that slut! Did you see what she wore on American Pride Day? I think she has to much pride."
"Yes I hear you, how can't I? She is not a slut, yes I did see what she was wearing, no she doesn't have too much pride and yes I'm eating with them."
Pansy decided to speak next. "Draco, darling, how would you like me to owl you father and tell him you were eating with a bunch of muggle-lovers and mudbloods?"
"Ok fine I'll eat with you but let me tell them something ok?" Natasha and Pansy nodded, sneered at them and sat down at the Slycerin table. "Sorry guys, and girl," he said looking at Hermione, "But if Pansy told father, well, let's say this, no matter how hard Pansy or Natasha hurts me, Father would hurt more, get it?" Hermione was the only one that nodded. "I'll explain later." Then they sat down at the Growlyn table just as Carla stood up.
"Students I am announcing now what the Quidditch tournament will be, please look carefully." She mumbled some words and swished her wand and a giant chart appeared.
Gryffindor vs. Ripperwing Ravenclaw vs. Slycerin Hufflepuff vs. Growlyn Slytherin vs. Huperlooff | | | |
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Champion
"Next week, on Saturday night, Gryffindor will play Ravenclaw, and Sunday night Ravenclaw will play Slycerin."
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Jason, Cleo, and Darien were sitting in the Growlyn common room when Professor Hopkins walked in. She walked up to the couch. "Miss Granger I need to see you in my office, follow me please." The boys and Cleo gave her 'uh oh!' looks.
Hermione followed Professor Hopkins slowly to her office. "Hello Anita, Eric" said Professor Hopkins to whom Hermione noticed to be the Care for Magical Creatures, and Charms teachers. They were holding each other's hands. "Hello Crystal," They both said.
"Your name is Crystal?" Hermione asked.
"Yes why?" said the Professor.
"Well, one I think it is a rather pretty name, and two, it is the name of my transfiguration teacher's cousin,"
At this Professor Hopkins stopped. "What is your professor's name?"
"McGonnagaul, Minerva McGonnagaul."
"Yes, I am her cousin, she has told me much about you. And your friends, Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley."
They reached her office. Professor Hopkins opened the door to find a red hair girl standing there. "Ginny?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione!!" She shrieked hugging her.
"Girls please do calm down. Miss Granger if it is all right with you I would like you stay in a room with Miss Weasley. It is still in the Growlyn tower, just a separate room. It is where our important guests stay."
"Hear that? I'm important!" whispered Ginny.
Hermione was more that happy to live with one girl instead of seven boys. Professor led them up to the tower that led into the common room. Once inside, Ginny immediately took that moment to annoy the hell out of Ron.
"Oh Ickle Ronnikins!" She called.
Ron's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head. He thought he had gotten rid of his sister. He was wrong. He turned around to face her. She was skipping towards him like the most innocent girl on the planet.
"WHAT are YOU doing HERE?!?!?" he said emphasizing every other word.
"McGonnagaul let me come, and just in time to see you play Quidditch. Mum sends her love," she said smiling.
"Everybody, this is my ANNOYING LITTLE sister Ginny. Ginny this is everybody."
"Hello everybody," Ginny blushed when Harry said hello.
"Come along girls I'd like to get settled as soon as possible."
A week, ten practices and freezing hands later, the Gryffindor was in the Growlyn's locker room having a pep talk. Oliver had made Fred Weasley their captain and Ron Weasley their new seeker, and to Harry surprise Fred wasn't half that bad, and either was Ron.
"Ok, now I'm not going to give you the same old boring speech that Wood used to give us," Alicia, Angelina, Katie, George, and Harry were saying thank you, Ron completely confused. "Just be happy you never had to hear that speech Ron," Said Harry.
Meanwhile, out on the field, the two cheerleading teams were putting on a good show. They were freezing though. Although still mid-October, snow had started falling.
The Gryffindor and Ripperwing teams walked onto the field. Harry was happy to see that Lee Jordan was still commentating. But someone else was there too. It was obviously the Grawshots commentator.
Madame Hooch and the Grawshots referee Madame Carpet both screamed, "Mount your brooms!" Then they blew they're whistles.
They game was long and hard. Gryffindor had 120 points and Ripperwing had 130, and there was still no sight of the snitch.
Then, in a flash of gold, Harry saw it. He dove. The Ripperwing seeker, Brian Jacobs, was no match for Harry and his Firebolt.
"Potter has sight of the snitch…"
"…Jacobs can't seem to catch up…"
Harry wasn't rally listening to the commentators. He was two feet from the ground. All the Growlyn's had turned their heads expecting to hear sickening cracks from when Harry would hit the ground, but Hermione knew better. She knew Harry too well. He wasn't going to crash.
Harry was lying on the ground looking up as snow fell onto his face. He had his hand clutched around the snitch. Everyone except Ripperwings erupted into shouts and cheers. The Slytherin and Slycerin houses hadn't even bothered to come.
Between the people cheering and Harry's hard breathing, he could barely here what Lee was saying.
"GRYFFINDOR WINS!!!! 270 TO 130!!!!!!!!!!! HOORAY FOR HARRY!!!"
Back in the Growlyn common room was a huge party. From what he was told Ripperwing had always been a tough team to beat.
Hermione had sent Draco and Zac an owl, as she had promised them, Zac having a cold and not wanting it to get worse, and Draco being forced to stay behind because of Natasha and Pansy.
Almost the same she sent out the two letters one came for her.
Cloud-
Horrible news! I got a letter from Father today. He
Is forcing me to go to this wretched dance with either
Natasha or Pansy. No one else. And now instead of
Working together to get me they are going against
Each other. As I said horrible news!! You, Harry
And your friends are going to come and watch our
Quidditch match? Aren't you?
~Dragon~
P.S. I'm still using our code names in case Pansy or
Natasha finds this note and sends it to father.
Hope you understand.
Tomorrow at breakfast, Draco was not there.
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A/N: Oops! Another cliffhanger sorry! Did those evil girls get the note Hermione had sent to Draco? I'm not promising, but the dance might be in the next chapter. Remember email me at katyzip@juno.com and you can talk to me on AOL at Bookwrmchicibabe! G2G! Luv ya Party peeps and crazy chicks! Oh yeah, When you review, Please tell me who you think Hermione should go to the dance with. Darien, Harry, or Zac. Or of coarse she could always go to it by herself! you guys let me know!