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Moonlight Shining
By
Amanda H
Hermione left Herbology with Harry
and Ron. They were all headed to the infirmary, the only logical place Amy
could be. Hermione had just left her
after charms and she had never showed up in Herbology. The three grew increasingly worried through
class. Finally, when Professor Sprout
dismissed them they practically ran to the school. On their way Hermione spotted someone moving around the lake. She turned her head and immediately stopped
Harry and Ron.
"I know where Amy is." She said.
"Where?" Ron asked anxiously.
"Out by the lake. See?" She asked, pointing to a figure slowly running around the lake.
"Yeah! Come on!" Harry said, and
began heading to her. Hermione grabbed
the back of his cloak.
"I'll go talk to her. You two go up to the castle. It's freezing out here." She said with a shiver. A few snow flurries gently drifted down from
the sky.
"Look! The first snow!" Ron
exclaimed. The three smiled.
"Here Hermione, take my cloak." Ron offered, taking off his wore maroon
cloak and draping it over Hermione's shoulders. "I only have to get to the castle. Who knows how long you'll be out here." He grinned and kissed her on the cheek. Then he and Harry turned back to the castle and began to
walk.
Hugging the cloaks close to her body,
Hermione jogged over to Amy. She was
running around the lake. Once she got
closer Hermione could see she was wearing nothing but a lilac muggle tank top
and shorts. She was going quite quickly
and Hermione had to go fairly fast to keep up with her. Finally she was in sync with Amy.
"Amy you must be freezing! Here put this on." She took Ron's cloak off her shoulders to put over Amy, but she
shrugged it off.
"I don't want a cloak." She said roughly.
"Amy! It's SNOWING!!!!!" She
yelled. "You'll die of cold."
"You know as well as I you can't die
of cold unless you get hypothermia. I'm
still moving, so I can't get hypothermia. Besides, if I did, the castle is 100 meters away." She replied. Hermione sighed (as best she could while running at such speeds)
and decided to change the subject.
"Where were you?" She asked.
"Running." Amy answered.
"But you missed class!!" Hermione protested.
"I know. I needed to think." She
answered, still going at a steady pace.
"But you don't even run!" She continued.
"Yes I do." Amy answered, finally looking over at Hermione. "I usually go in the early morning or late
evening. Every time you get up in the
morning and I'm already gone or I'm already up, I've been running. And every time I leave to go to bed a little
early I go running."
"Why?" Hermione asked. She was
beginning to become short of breath, keeping up such a fast pace.
"It helps me clear my mind. I don't have to think. And if I want to, it's easier to concentrate
on one thing if I put it to the pounding of my feet." She replied. Hermione
listened. Her footfalls were very
steady.
"Kind of like meditating?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, I guess." They continued in silence for several more
seconds before Hermione could run no farther.
"Amy, can. . . we . . . take. . . a
break?" She panted.
"Sure." Amy replied, stopping, and leaning on her knees. Hermione stopped running, but kept walking.
"It's not good for your muscles if
you just stop." She told Amy.
"I know, believe me, I know." Amy replied and began walking. "Walk with me?" She asked. Hermione
nodded and started around the lake again with Amy.
"So why didn't you tell anyone you
ran?" Hermione asked.
"I didn't want people to come with
me." She answered, glancing sideways at
Hermione. She frowned.
"Am I not welcome." She asked, slightly hurt.
"No, it's not that. Running is just when I usually think." She replied. Hermione nodded.
"So what got you so upset that you
skipped class to go running. You'll be
in a lot of trouble when Professor Sprout finds out."
"What did you tell him?" She asked hesitantly.
"We said you probably felt ill and
went to the infirmary. Amy you scared
us! Right behind me one second and
completely disappeared the next!! Harry
used to do that too and it scared us then too!"
"I'm sorry." She replied. "I just really needed to think. It's the first class I've ever missed, so I hope Professor Sprout
won't check with Madame Pomfry."
"I hope so, for your sake." Hermione answered. "So what did you have to think about so badly?" She asked, offering Amy Ron's cloak once
again. This time she took it with a
little shiver and wrapped it around her shoulders.
"Why the Hell Draco kissed me." She said bluntly. Hermione's jaw dropped.
"WHAT?" She yelled.
"Yeah." She said, lowering her head. "I told him to sod off, I was having a bad day and he asked what he
could do to make it better. I told him
nothing and he kissed me." She
explained. Hermione had yet to close
her mouth.
"Oh My GOD!!!!!" She squealed.
"I just don't know what to
think." Amy said, confused.
"That slimy worm. I bet he's going to tell you to be his
girlfriend or else he'll tell. What a
prat!" She scoffed. Amy said nothing.
"You weren't actually going to go
along with it were you? Because if you
were I would go tell Harry myself, right now!" She threatened.
"No. . ." Amy replied hesitantly.
"Well then?" A thought occurred to her. "You don't actually like him?" She asked, astonished.
"Well. . . not really." She replied.
"You DO!!" Hermione screeched.
"No! No I don't!" Amy shook her head.
"Good." Her relieve was visible. "What now?"
"I don't know. I just never thought my first kiss would be Malfoy." Hermione shuddered slightly.
"Your first kiss?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." She replied weakly.
"Poor you."
"And it wasn't like I could just
discount it as a friendly peak on the cheek or anything. I mean, he . . . .used his tongue." She blushed profusely.
"Oh My GOD!!!!" Hermione screeched again. "He frenched you?! Wow!" She gasped. Amy stared silently at the ground. "Now you've really got a problem." Hermione shivered despite her cloak. "We'd better go back to the castle. Harry and Ron will wonder where we are."
"Yeah." Amy agreed, heading back to the castle.
"Wow." Hermione breathed.
"Just don't tell anyone. Not yet, until I know what I'm going to
do." She pleaded.
"Alright. I just hope Malfoy doesn't
spread it for you." Hermione
hoped. Amy's breath caught in her
throat.
"No, no he wouldn't. He's mean, but he's not that cruel." She decided. Hermione smiled hopefully. They walked through the castle and entered the Common room. As they did whispers broke out amongst the
people and Ron and Harry rushed over.
"You FRENCHED Malfoy!" Harry asked in utter astonishment. Amy turned redder than Ron's hair (a
difficult task) and turned to run, but Ron grabbed the edge of her robes.
"Amy! This has gone far enough! Malfoy can't keep blackmailing you like this!" He exclaimed. Harry looked
over in astonishment. Hermione was
furious.
"Ron!" She hissed at him.
"Hermione! You can't be a very good friend if you let him do this to
her." He glared right back at her. Hermione was severely taken aback. The entire Common Room was watching
now. She was about to speak again, but
Ron cut her off.
"Harry," He began. "Amy is in love with you."
No one would have thought it
possible, but Amy turned at least four shades redder. Harry remained indifferent, to shocked to move. Hermione slapped Ron across the face so hard
he fell over backwards, his hand releasing Amy's robes. She tore passed the people and ran as fast
as she could up the girl's staircase, Hermione close on her heels.
