Tough Love
Chapter Two
When It's Over
A/N: I'm typing this up on a typical Sunday afternoon, listening to Sugar Ray "When It's Over". This song rocks.....o.o I might put it at the end of this fic.....Well, enjoy! n_n;;!
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it's NOT mine. Okay? Okie.
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It was finally Saturday. Hermione's parents were to pick Harry up at 3:30 in the afternoon. He was waiting, having just finished packing. 3:20......3:21....And so on. At 3:25 Harry went outside with his bag, shouting a 'good-bye' to the Dursleys, to get 'good riddance!' as a reply. He stood in the front garden, waiting for the Grangers. A small white BMW convertible rolled down the street at 3:30. Finally! he thought. He walked up to the car.
"Hello, Harry! And how are you?" Mrs. Granger said.
"I'm fine, thanks. Hello, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger.....where's Hermione?" Harry replied.
"Hermione's at home. Said that Ron was coming by something called Flow powder." Mrs. Granger said.
"Floo powder, that is." Harry said, putting his bag in the backseat and scrambling in beside it, fastening his seatbelt. It seemed no less than fifteen inutes that they were are the Granger household. Hermione and Ron rushed out to the car, opening Mr. and Mrs. Granger's cardoors, then pushing the seat forward for Harry.
"Hey Harry!" Hermione and Ron said in unison.
"'Lo, you two." Once Mr. and Mrs. Granger were out of earshot, he said, "I can't believe my horrid Muggle relatives let me come. I thought Uncle Vernon wouldn't let me come. Of course, if you were keeping me forever, he would be glad to chuck me out for good."
"Well, you did make up that we were friends from your old Muggle school, didn't you?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I did do that." Harry admitted.
"Can we please go inside already? I've still to give both of you a tour." Hermione said, exasperated.
They both muttered, "Yes," and followed her, Harry grbbing his bag and closing the door of the convertible. They stepped into a wonderful house. Hermione started a tour, going from room to room, until finally they were outside. A large pool stretched out in front of them, and a smell of chlorine drifted to Harry's nose. He took this in, as he had only smelled it at his old Muggle school once in a while when he took a detour to the gymnasium. Harry hadn't seen, (or been in) a pool this size since....well, hadn't seen one of this size before.
"No wonder you told us to bring our swim trunks..." Ron said, mouth gaping.
"Ron, close your mouth. Or are you trying to catch all the flies in my backyard?" Hermione stated.
He closed his mouth.
"So, Herm-own-ninny, vot are ve going to do now?" Harry said, imitating Viktor Krum.
She smacked him.
"Ow! Vot vos that for?"
"Stop mocking Viktor!"
"Oh, so you're still not calling him Vicky?" Ron chose that moment to enter tha conversation.
She smacked him too.
"Ow!" Ron held his cheek, whimpering.
"Don't call him 'Vicky'!"She was beet-red with anger and frustration. Harry thought she would start steaming at the ears soon.
"Sorry, Hermione." Ron apologized, but in a very feeble voice.
"You'd better be."She cooled off, colour fading from her cheeks. "So, want to go swimming?"
"Alright." Harry and Ron chorused. (AKA in unison.)
The left to their rooms to change into their swimsuits, and Harry and Ron set off to the poolside to wait for Hermione.
"Oh, crap, I need to put some contacts in, or I won't be able to see." Harry rushed into the humongous house.
"You wear...." Ron said while Harry was leaving..."contacts? Ahh, too late."
Harry took the stairs two at a time, going into his room and putting his clear contacts in. He rushed back out, almost knocking Hermione over when was leaving his room, glasses gone. "Oh, sorry Hermione." He said, but stopped once she started walking away. He did a double-take, and his jaw dropped. She looked BEAUTIFUL in a bathing suit.
"Sorry about almost knocking you over, Hermione." He said again.
Hermione's POV
"It's alright Harry, really." Hermione said. She started down the stairs, thoughts racing through her mind. Harry looks very handsome without his glasses...He should wear contacts all the time...Though, he always HAS ben attractive....but...he might not think I'm attractive.....I think he had a crush on Cho Chang last year, the slut.....But you've always had a crush on Harry, now, haven't you? A nasty voice in the back of her mind added. Oh, put a cork in it.....She had reached the backyard, standing beside the pool. "Come on, you two. Afraid of the water? " She threw a mocking grin at them.
"No, we're not, Hermione. Race you in, Harry." Ron had been sitting on the diving board. He stood, performing a perfect cannonball, succeeding in splashing the both of them.
Harry dived in after Ron went under, proceeding to pull Ron under. Ron managed to kick him off, surfacing. Harry came up a minute later.
"Geroff, Harry!" Ron went pink in the ears.
"Aww, you're no fun, Ron. Come in, Hermione, the water's fine." Harry told her, treading water in the deep end.
"Alright, then." She went to the steps in the shallow end, stepping in. She dived under, swimming to the deep end where she could still touch the bottom.
"What's wrong, Hermione? Don't like the deep end? Don't worry, we won't let you drown, right, Harry?" Harry had been staring at the forest. Ron elbowed him. "Right, Harry?"
"Ow! Oh, yeah, right." He proceeded(one of my fave words to use lol) to stare into the forest behind Hermione's house.
"Oh, alright Ron." She went to the step ladder, climbing out and going to the diving board. She jumped off, performing a California.* She swam to the top, spewing water from her mouth as she surfaced. She blinked twice, then started to tread water. "Happy now?" Her eyebrows slanted in an unmistakable glare.
"Very." Ron grinned, laying back to float.
Hermione suddenly went under, seeming as if she was grabbed by an unknown force. A strangled, "Help!"came from her mouth. Harry, as quick as lightning (o.o did that seem like a pun to you, 'cause of his scar? Did to me. n_n;), slipped underwater and pulled Hermione up, dragging her out of the pool. Ron, not trained in CPR, stood there, worried, helpless, and shivering. Harry administered CPR. In minutes, Hermione was awake and spitting water out of her mouth.
"Are you alright, Hermione? You gave me and Ron quite a start." Harry said, hands still shaking. "What happened, anyway?"
"Ron and I, not me and Ron. It felt like a grindylow was pulling me down. But a green and red light shot through the water, barely missing you and Ron. Green and red light….you don't reckon it was You-Know-Who, do you? Do you, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. Ron, did you bring your wand? I know I don't go anywhere without mine." No, Sirius told you to bring your wand, don't you remember? Harry thought.
"Neither do I. Mine's in the room where me and you are bunking, Harry." Ron said.
"You and I, Ron." Hermione said.
"Oh, whatever Hermione."
"Okay. No one go anywhere, even around the house, without your wand, alright?" Harry said before one of Ron's and Hermione's arguments broke out.
"Alright." They said in unison.
A few hours later, Harry had told them all about what had happened during the third task, and after it.
"Harry, why didn't you tell us? You should've told us, since we are your best friends." Ron proclaimed.
"Dumbledore thought it was wise not to tell you until we got out of school." Harry admitted.
"Well, I always knew that he was off his rocker. Not wise!"Ron said, grinning like mad about how crazy his idol is.
Mrs. Granger came upstairs, stating that supper was ready. They filed downstairs after her, to find a bowl of black pudding on the table. "Bouillabaisse!" Hermione exclaimed. They ate in silence, then headed back upstairs. Ron, unhappy about the History of Magic essay, muttered that he had to finish it and stalked to his and Harry's room.
Harry, about to follow him, was stopped as someone grabbed his arm. He looked around to see Hermione.
"Harry? Could I have a word?" She asked.
"Yes, what is it, Hermione?"
"Come in." She pointed to her room, and Harry followed her cautiously. He by far thought this was the best room of the two rooms that the boys and Hermione had. It was painted light blue, with a border of wands with gold sparks flying out of them and snowy owls. ( "Oh, I found it in Hogsmeade!" She had said earlier.) Her bed was king-size, with light blue see-through curtains around it, a canopy hovering over the bed. Hermione closed the door and climbed on the bed, patting the space beside her. "Sit."
Harry nervously sat. "So what's up?"
" I just wanted to tell you thank you for saving me this afternoon. And….I wanted to tell you something else."
"What is it, Hermione?"
"Well, I don't reckon I've ever done this before, buthere goes nothing. Harry…"A pause rang through her voice. "…I think I'm in love with you. More than doing schoolwork, or school…"She chuckled, rather nervously. " And maybe as much as my Mum and Dad. So what are your thoughts on it?"
When it's over
That's the time I fall in love again
And when it's over
That's the time you're in my heart again
And it never ends
All the things that I used to say
All the words that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to bring
All the songs she used to sing
All the favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
I'm missing you
I never knew how much she'd loved me
I'm missing you
I never knew how much you meant to me
I need you and when you go go go go
I know, it never ends, never ends
All the things that I used to say
All the words that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to bring
All the songs she used to sing
All the favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
When it's over
Can I still come over
In the middle of the night
When it's over
Is it really over
Or are you coming back this time, this time, this time
All the things that I used to say
All the words that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to bring
All the songs that she used to sing
All the favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
Sugar Ray, "When It's Over"
A/N: P Told ya I'd put that song at the end. Bwahahahahahaha, cliffhanger. I'm going to post this anyways, 'cause if I don't, I'll feel lazy and all that kind of stuff o.o so stay tuned….o.o and I sorta lied….o.o I haven't got chapter 3 written, so I'll do that tonight. ::Muah!:: Bye.
Britti
Chapter Two
When It's Over
A/N: I'm typing this up on a typical Sunday afternoon, listening to Sugar Ray "When It's Over". This song rocks.....o.o I might put it at the end of this fic.....Well, enjoy! n_n;;!
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it's NOT mine. Okay? Okie.
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It was finally Saturday. Hermione's parents were to pick Harry up at 3:30 in the afternoon. He was waiting, having just finished packing. 3:20......3:21....And so on. At 3:25 Harry went outside with his bag, shouting a 'good-bye' to the Dursleys, to get 'good riddance!' as a reply. He stood in the front garden, waiting for the Grangers. A small white BMW convertible rolled down the street at 3:30. Finally! he thought. He walked up to the car.
"Hello, Harry! And how are you?" Mrs. Granger said.
"I'm fine, thanks. Hello, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger.....where's Hermione?" Harry replied.
"Hermione's at home. Said that Ron was coming by something called Flow powder." Mrs. Granger said.
"Floo powder, that is." Harry said, putting his bag in the backseat and scrambling in beside it, fastening his seatbelt. It seemed no less than fifteen inutes that they were are the Granger household. Hermione and Ron rushed out to the car, opening Mr. and Mrs. Granger's cardoors, then pushing the seat forward for Harry.
"Hey Harry!" Hermione and Ron said in unison.
"'Lo, you two." Once Mr. and Mrs. Granger were out of earshot, he said, "I can't believe my horrid Muggle relatives let me come. I thought Uncle Vernon wouldn't let me come. Of course, if you were keeping me forever, he would be glad to chuck me out for good."
"Well, you did make up that we were friends from your old Muggle school, didn't you?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I did do that." Harry admitted.
"Can we please go inside already? I've still to give both of you a tour." Hermione said, exasperated.
They both muttered, "Yes," and followed her, Harry grbbing his bag and closing the door of the convertible. They stepped into a wonderful house. Hermione started a tour, going from room to room, until finally they were outside. A large pool stretched out in front of them, and a smell of chlorine drifted to Harry's nose. He took this in, as he had only smelled it at his old Muggle school once in a while when he took a detour to the gymnasium. Harry hadn't seen, (or been in) a pool this size since....well, hadn't seen one of this size before.
"No wonder you told us to bring our swim trunks..." Ron said, mouth gaping.
"Ron, close your mouth. Or are you trying to catch all the flies in my backyard?" Hermione stated.
He closed his mouth.
"So, Herm-own-ninny, vot are ve going to do now?" Harry said, imitating Viktor Krum.
She smacked him.
"Ow! Vot vos that for?"
"Stop mocking Viktor!"
"Oh, so you're still not calling him Vicky?" Ron chose that moment to enter tha conversation.
She smacked him too.
"Ow!" Ron held his cheek, whimpering.
"Don't call him 'Vicky'!"She was beet-red with anger and frustration. Harry thought she would start steaming at the ears soon.
"Sorry, Hermione." Ron apologized, but in a very feeble voice.
"You'd better be."She cooled off, colour fading from her cheeks. "So, want to go swimming?"
"Alright." Harry and Ron chorused. (AKA in unison.)
The left to their rooms to change into their swimsuits, and Harry and Ron set off to the poolside to wait for Hermione.
"Oh, crap, I need to put some contacts in, or I won't be able to see." Harry rushed into the humongous house.
"You wear...." Ron said while Harry was leaving..."contacts? Ahh, too late."
Harry took the stairs two at a time, going into his room and putting his clear contacts in. He rushed back out, almost knocking Hermione over when was leaving his room, glasses gone. "Oh, sorry Hermione." He said, but stopped once she started walking away. He did a double-take, and his jaw dropped. She looked BEAUTIFUL in a bathing suit.
"Sorry about almost knocking you over, Hermione." He said again.
Hermione's POV
"It's alright Harry, really." Hermione said. She started down the stairs, thoughts racing through her mind. Harry looks very handsome without his glasses...He should wear contacts all the time...Though, he always HAS ben attractive....but...he might not think I'm attractive.....I think he had a crush on Cho Chang last year, the slut.....But you've always had a crush on Harry, now, haven't you? A nasty voice in the back of her mind added. Oh, put a cork in it.....She had reached the backyard, standing beside the pool. "Come on, you two. Afraid of the water? " She threw a mocking grin at them.
"No, we're not, Hermione. Race you in, Harry." Ron had been sitting on the diving board. He stood, performing a perfect cannonball, succeeding in splashing the both of them.
Harry dived in after Ron went under, proceeding to pull Ron under. Ron managed to kick him off, surfacing. Harry came up a minute later.
"Geroff, Harry!" Ron went pink in the ears.
"Aww, you're no fun, Ron. Come in, Hermione, the water's fine." Harry told her, treading water in the deep end.
"Alright, then." She went to the steps in the shallow end, stepping in. She dived under, swimming to the deep end where she could still touch the bottom.
"What's wrong, Hermione? Don't like the deep end? Don't worry, we won't let you drown, right, Harry?" Harry had been staring at the forest. Ron elbowed him. "Right, Harry?"
"Ow! Oh, yeah, right." He proceeded(one of my fave words to use lol) to stare into the forest behind Hermione's house.
"Oh, alright Ron." She went to the step ladder, climbing out and going to the diving board. She jumped off, performing a California.* She swam to the top, spewing water from her mouth as she surfaced. She blinked twice, then started to tread water. "Happy now?" Her eyebrows slanted in an unmistakable glare.
"Very." Ron grinned, laying back to float.
Hermione suddenly went under, seeming as if she was grabbed by an unknown force. A strangled, "Help!"came from her mouth. Harry, as quick as lightning (o.o did that seem like a pun to you, 'cause of his scar? Did to me. n_n;), slipped underwater and pulled Hermione up, dragging her out of the pool. Ron, not trained in CPR, stood there, worried, helpless, and shivering. Harry administered CPR. In minutes, Hermione was awake and spitting water out of her mouth.
"Are you alright, Hermione? You gave me and Ron quite a start." Harry said, hands still shaking. "What happened, anyway?"
"Ron and I, not me and Ron. It felt like a grindylow was pulling me down. But a green and red light shot through the water, barely missing you and Ron. Green and red light….you don't reckon it was You-Know-Who, do you? Do you, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. Ron, did you bring your wand? I know I don't go anywhere without mine." No, Sirius told you to bring your wand, don't you remember? Harry thought.
"Neither do I. Mine's in the room where me and you are bunking, Harry." Ron said.
"You and I, Ron." Hermione said.
"Oh, whatever Hermione."
"Okay. No one go anywhere, even around the house, without your wand, alright?" Harry said before one of Ron's and Hermione's arguments broke out.
"Alright." They said in unison.
A few hours later, Harry had told them all about what had happened during the third task, and after it.
"Harry, why didn't you tell us? You should've told us, since we are your best friends." Ron proclaimed.
"Dumbledore thought it was wise not to tell you until we got out of school." Harry admitted.
"Well, I always knew that he was off his rocker. Not wise!"Ron said, grinning like mad about how crazy his idol is.
Mrs. Granger came upstairs, stating that supper was ready. They filed downstairs after her, to find a bowl of black pudding on the table. "Bouillabaisse!" Hermione exclaimed. They ate in silence, then headed back upstairs. Ron, unhappy about the History of Magic essay, muttered that he had to finish it and stalked to his and Harry's room.
Harry, about to follow him, was stopped as someone grabbed his arm. He looked around to see Hermione.
"Harry? Could I have a word?" She asked.
"Yes, what is it, Hermione?"
"Come in." She pointed to her room, and Harry followed her cautiously. He by far thought this was the best room of the two rooms that the boys and Hermione had. It was painted light blue, with a border of wands with gold sparks flying out of them and snowy owls. ( "Oh, I found it in Hogsmeade!" She had said earlier.) Her bed was king-size, with light blue see-through curtains around it, a canopy hovering over the bed. Hermione closed the door and climbed on the bed, patting the space beside her. "Sit."
Harry nervously sat. "So what's up?"
" I just wanted to tell you thank you for saving me this afternoon. And….I wanted to tell you something else."
"What is it, Hermione?"
"Well, I don't reckon I've ever done this before, buthere goes nothing. Harry…"A pause rang through her voice. "…I think I'm in love with you. More than doing schoolwork, or school…"She chuckled, rather nervously. " And maybe as much as my Mum and Dad. So what are your thoughts on it?"
When it's over
That's the time I fall in love again
And when it's over
That's the time you're in my heart again
And it never ends
All the things that I used to say
All the words that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to bring
All the songs she used to sing
All the favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
I'm missing you
I never knew how much she'd loved me
I'm missing you
I never knew how much you meant to me
I need you and when you go go go go
I know, it never ends, never ends
All the things that I used to say
All the words that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to bring
All the songs she used to sing
All the favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
When it's over
Can I still come over
In the middle of the night
When it's over
Is it really over
Or are you coming back this time, this time, this time
All the things that I used to say
All the words that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to bring
All the songs that she used to sing
All the favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
Sugar Ray, "When It's Over"
A/N: P Told ya I'd put that song at the end. Bwahahahahahaha, cliffhanger. I'm going to post this anyways, 'cause if I don't, I'll feel lazy and all that kind of stuff o.o so stay tuned….o.o and I sorta lied….o.o I haven't got chapter 3 written, so I'll do that tonight. ::Muah!:: Bye.
Britti