Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling but the plot!
Author's note: This is my first Harry Potter fic! Could you review it? It depends on what responses I get for this and I'll see if I'll make up the second part! Thanx!
Hard Choices: Part 1
Harry
"Harry! Harry! Wake up or Professor McGonagall will kill us for being late!" exclaimed Ron Weasley. Harry a.k.a The Famous Harry Potter shoved on his spectacles and blinked at Ron. His friend's fiery red had been neatly combed. Harry threw off his covers and stumbled to his robes, pulling them on while trying to slip on his shoes. His best friend tossed him a comb to tame his wild black locks of hair. Though his face didn't betray him, Harry had been dreaming about the Valentine's celebration that would be held in a month. Ron chuckled. " Come on Potter, dream about Cho Chang or Hermione or whoever you're thinking about later." Harry slung his book bag over his shoulder, being sixteen years old, he should know better to mess with Professor McGonagall.
Ron and Harry jogged to the Great Hall. Trying to blend in with the already seated Gryffindors, Hermione covered her mouth from laughing out loud motioning to two seats beside her. Harry's cheeks tinged of crimson, glancing at the dancing cinnamon and bouncing curls that belonged to Hermione. He quickly took a seat beside his friends. Suddenly, he heard sniggering behind him; the three friends whirled around, all making sour faces realizing who their visitors were. Draco Malfoy along with his tag-a-long bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle, stood behind them with sneers and smirks painted on their faces.
" So.... how was detention?" asked Hermione in a sweet voice.
" None of your business mudblood!" snarled Malfoy, looking a little. Hermione and Harry grabbed Ron's arms to restrain him from clubbing Draco. " Ah, you ain't worth my time." With that last comment, the Slytherin trio left to go to their table. Ron muttered something about the trio having no life and Harry and Hermione laughed at his joker, Harry clapping him on the back.
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Hermione
It was the last period of the day, but it was very boring, after all it was Divination with Professor Trelawney teaching them to read your dreams and such, but Hermione struggled to pay attention. Hermione glanced at the Slytherin couple, making up of Draco and Pansy (A/N: what? They make a good couple! Both Slytherin, both part of the "Hate Potter Club").
" . . . . . . . dreams are very important to our future readings," continued Professor Trelawney, her voice almost like a robot's. " In fact, I remember when I was a young girl, my first year in Hogwarts. I had a dream about becoming a professor here. . . . . " Hermione rolled her eyes, usually, she would be giving everything her full attention. Quiet giggling beside her interrupted her boredom. The Ravenclaw Seeker Cho Chang whispered something into Harry's ear. Though Harry hadn't asked out Cho Chang yet (and she wonders why) the two seemed very content with each other. Something made her turn away, a light pang of hurt, maybe even jealous struck home. Why should I be hurt or jealous? thought Hermione. You like him, that's why silly spoke her logical side. Hermione blushed pink as the thought hit her. Did she really like Harry Potter? Her best friend? No that couldn't be right. Besides what were the odds of him liking her back?
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Harry
Harry could feel himself blushing to his root tips as Cho shamelessly continued to flirt with him through out Divinations. Cho was really pretty with her bright black eyes to her exciting views of Quidditch. If only he didn't like Hermione too, then he would have no problems. But his feelings were all confused and he needed to sort out them before he toke the wrong step. Harry dared to look at Hermione when Cho Chang had dropped her pen onto the floor. His best friend was starring at him! She quickly turned her head back to Professor Trelawney, her face flushing rose red. Wow! Harry thought, she really is pretty, no matter in what situation. He noticed Cho looking at him funny, Harry shrugged and pointed to the Divination's
Author's note: This is my first Harry Potter fic! Could you review it? It depends on what responses I get for this and I'll see if I'll make up the second part! Thanx!
Hard Choices: Part 1
Harry
"Harry! Harry! Wake up or Professor McGonagall will kill us for being late!" exclaimed Ron Weasley. Harry a.k.a The Famous Harry Potter shoved on his spectacles and blinked at Ron. His friend's fiery red had been neatly combed. Harry threw off his covers and stumbled to his robes, pulling them on while trying to slip on his shoes. His best friend tossed him a comb to tame his wild black locks of hair. Though his face didn't betray him, Harry had been dreaming about the Valentine's celebration that would be held in a month. Ron chuckled. " Come on Potter, dream about Cho Chang or Hermione or whoever you're thinking about later." Harry slung his book bag over his shoulder, being sixteen years old, he should know better to mess with Professor McGonagall.
Ron and Harry jogged to the Great Hall. Trying to blend in with the already seated Gryffindors, Hermione covered her mouth from laughing out loud motioning to two seats beside her. Harry's cheeks tinged of crimson, glancing at the dancing cinnamon and bouncing curls that belonged to Hermione. He quickly took a seat beside his friends. Suddenly, he heard sniggering behind him; the three friends whirled around, all making sour faces realizing who their visitors were. Draco Malfoy along with his tag-a-long bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle, stood behind them with sneers and smirks painted on their faces.
" So.... how was detention?" asked Hermione in a sweet voice.
" None of your business mudblood!" snarled Malfoy, looking a little. Hermione and Harry grabbed Ron's arms to restrain him from clubbing Draco. " Ah, you ain't worth my time." With that last comment, the Slytherin trio left to go to their table. Ron muttered something about the trio having no life and Harry and Hermione laughed at his joker, Harry clapping him on the back.
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Hermione
It was the last period of the day, but it was very boring, after all it was Divination with Professor Trelawney teaching them to read your dreams and such, but Hermione struggled to pay attention. Hermione glanced at the Slytherin couple, making up of Draco and Pansy (A/N: what? They make a good couple! Both Slytherin, both part of the "Hate Potter Club").
" . . . . . . . dreams are very important to our future readings," continued Professor Trelawney, her voice almost like a robot's. " In fact, I remember when I was a young girl, my first year in Hogwarts. I had a dream about becoming a professor here. . . . . " Hermione rolled her eyes, usually, she would be giving everything her full attention. Quiet giggling beside her interrupted her boredom. The Ravenclaw Seeker Cho Chang whispered something into Harry's ear. Though Harry hadn't asked out Cho Chang yet (and she wonders why) the two seemed very content with each other. Something made her turn away, a light pang of hurt, maybe even jealous struck home. Why should I be hurt or jealous? thought Hermione. You like him, that's why silly spoke her logical side. Hermione blushed pink as the thought hit her. Did she really like Harry Potter? Her best friend? No that couldn't be right. Besides what were the odds of him liking her back?
~
Harry
Harry could feel himself blushing to his root tips as Cho shamelessly continued to flirt with him through out Divinations. Cho was really pretty with her bright black eyes to her exciting views of Quidditch. If only he didn't like Hermione too, then he would have no problems. But his feelings were all confused and he needed to sort out them before he toke the wrong step. Harry dared to look at Hermione when Cho Chang had dropped her pen onto the floor. His best friend was starring at him! She quickly turned her head back to Professor Trelawney, her face flushing rose red. Wow! Harry thought, she really is pretty, no matter in what situation. He noticed Cho looking at him funny, Harry shrugged and pointed to the Divination's