You Don't Have To...Part Two: The Wrong Thing

Author's Note: Sorry about that little mistake in the first one, I meant to say that it was their second year dating (as Hermione Potter had thoughtfully assumed.) She was right. Kay, so here's the sequel you guys asked for. Oh, and keep reviewing. **VOTE** Do you want Hermione to say yes? Or no? Or run off with someone else? Say your opinion in your reviews.

Hermione looked out the window of her common room. In her hand she held a small, crimson box. Her face looked tired, and strained. Her head had been spinning ever since yesterday when she had talked to Harry. They had been dating for two years and she really loved him. Harry was kind, handsome, and a very good wizard. It's just, she wasn't sure she wanted to go that far! The ring he had given her shined brightly on her finger as she tugged and played with it. It was very beautiful, Hermione thought to herself, he must have spent a long time picking it out. She sighed quietly to herself. They were in their 7th year and were still very young. But they were going to graduate very soon, and Hermione would turn 18 in two months. Oh, why did Harry have to be so kind and give her a choice? It would have been so much easier if he had just said "marry me!" in that kind, persuasive way of his. She would have given in right away! But he had not ordered her, he had given her a choice. A choice that would make all the difference. "Hermione?" someone said from behind her.
"Oh!" Hermione turned quickly. Startled, she dropped the box.
"Here, I'll get it for you." Said Harry quietly. He was blushing as he handed the box to her. "I want to talk to you about...that." Harry sat down on the couch next to her and started to speak in a soft, gentle way. "When I gave this to you yesterday I was asking a lot of you. I was asking you to make a hard decision, a decision I knew you could never make. I love you, Hermione, I'm not afraid to say it. I'm just afraid it's the wrong thing to say. I know you love me back, Hermione. I know what you want to say, and I know why you can't say it. We're both young and confused. We never know what the right thing to say is. But I know that first impressions are usually right, and when they aren't they can be fixed. Plunge ahead, Hermione. Go with your heart. Say the wrong thing! The wrong thing to say would be yes. You are young and so am I. We shouldn't marry! But we can do whatever we like. Do the wrong thing, Hermione." He wasn't talking quietly, now. His voice was strong and powerful. Tears were silently streaming down his cheeks and he brushed them away angrily. He turned his head to Hermione. His eyes were pleading with her.
Hermione turned away. How could she face him? His eyes, his gorgeous green eyes, were full of love and longing. They seemed to be staring straight down into her soul. They knew all her secrets and understood them. She couldn't take it. Hermione fled the room. She was just so confused. Why couldn't she face him? Why couldn't she answer this simple question?! Hermione gathered her books for Potions. As she walked slowly down the corridor she wondered what Harry thought of her. He probably thought her a coward. Hermione avoided Harry's eyes all through class. She just couldn't face him...

Author:
So, what do you think? I got a little dramatic with Harry's speech, and I'm not sure what to do about Hermione. I think I'm making her a little too overwhelmed. In the next part she starts to make up her mind. I think it would be cool for them to elope, but it's your choice. VOTE! You can even vote twice if you really want to.