Snowballs
Part 9
A fan fic made by Pikachu
Author's notes: Hi!!!! Back here with chapter 9!!!!!! I really thank you guys for reviewing.
The following were:
Satans Little Princess : Megan McPherson : goldensnitchgirl : Firefly : Cutie Blossom : Sam : LadyMalfoy : divastar : hazeleyz : Porkypop : Warlock : JR : hermione_potter : Spaceshifted : Basilisk : InsaneVampireWriter : Bunny Lee : mandy weasley : A-man : Hermione Megami Potter : Allison : Batdz Angel : Angel : Hermione1909 : syaoran
Notes to:
Spaceshifted, InsaneVampireWriter, Bunny Lee, mandy weasley: Thank you! Don't worry.
Basilisk: Yuck!! I hate Dr. Seuss!!!! Did it really sound like some Dr. Seuss poem? I am really, really sorry about it, I just thought that I mean…well…um…*cries* I'm a bad author, aren't I????? I'm serious!!
Satans Little Princess, divastar: I just tried it once…I never usually write cliffhangers. Anyway, thanks for reviewing.
Megan McPherson: Sure. I'd e-mail you when this is finished.
Goldensnitchgirl: Thanks so much!!
Firefly: She will. But…
Sam: Hey! I hate him too!!! Everyone hates him, right? RIGHT????
hazeleyez: Don't worry! Hermione couldn't tell him now…
Porkypop: I thought you liked Wade Robson too…
Warlock, JR: Thanks!! I will. But, Warlock…there's something quite unexplainable.
hermione_potter: Thanks so much!!!!!!!!!!
A-man: What does WTF mean? Anyway, thanks for reviewing!!
Hermione Megami Potter: I don't think you're insane. I do that sometimes in a fic. Especially the one where Harry marries Cho and leaves Hermione all broken hearted…WAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! *Cries and blows nose with a tissue. *
Allison, Batdz Angel: *sniff* Thanks so much!!!!!! I am so grateful!
Angel: Is it really that bad? I mean…I checked it and everything…. If you mean the names of the reviewers, it's just my own way. And another thing about the names, I just type it the way they type it in their reviews. And if the other words are misspelled, well, no one can type perfectly, right? If my story is childish, or infantile as you say, I already thought of a plot not so childish really. And that's why it's called fan fiction. It sometimes has never had a chance of happening in the book. If it's still corny to you, then just say it to me, but not in your reviews, just e-mail me. It can offend us writers pretty bad. Saying it right where most of the readers can see it. I had worked pretty hard on this, and if you don't believe me e-mail syaoran or Porkypop and ask them. I am sorry if this note had offended you in any way, because your review offended me.
Hermione1909: I hate him too!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate him so much!!!!!!! *grins evilly* *grin vanishes* Thanks anyway!!!
***start***
Harry stared blankly at the cackling fire in front of them. Hermione seems to be asleep, and he was feeling a bit drowsy too.
***Start of Harry's P.O.V.***
I looked down at the beautiful girl lying beside me. Her eyes were looking at some far away object, seemingly lost in thought. I stared at her beautiful face, and then I became lost in thought too. I was looking down at her, her golden brown tresses draped over her curvy figure, her cheeks had what most girls were trying to have, the beautiful rosy-white complexion.
It seemed, for me, that I was staring at her, dreaming about her, about longer than eternity. It seemed that the minutes were slowly turning into hours…and she looked up to me and sat straight.
"Umm…Harry? I have to say something." She mumbled. But I heard her clearly.
"What is it Herm?" I replied. I stared back at the cackling fire.
"You see Harry…umm…" Hermione mumbled nervously.
***End of Harry's P.O.V. Returns to our P.O.V.***
"What?" Harry replied sweetly, noticing that it was a bit hard for Hermione to say what she was going to say.
"Umm…er…Harry, I umm…I—!" Hermione managed to say, before a door being slammed open was heard. They both turned to the staircases, but no one came. Instead, Ron's voice was heard from upstairs.
"Can you guys *yawn* go to sleep now?!?!" Ron said, standing sleepily on the bridge overlooking the common room.
"What? Ron, we're talking about something here." Hermione said.
"I *yawn* do not *big yawn* care!!!" Ron said sleepily. "We people can't sleep with you talking out loud there."
"What do you mean 'talking out loud? We were just whispering!" Harry replied, looking up.
"Yeah, yeah… Harry, just come up here and sleep. Herm, just go up there and sleep." Ron commanded. He walked back fuzzily to his dormitory, leaving Harry and Hermione alone.
"Well, I'll just say it to you tomorrow Harry. Good night." Hermione said, walking up to her dormitory.
"Yeah…good night Herm." Harry said, walking up to his own.
***The next day…***
"Hey Ron, where are you going?" Harry and Ron shouted after Ron, who was running towards Lavender and Parvati.
"What the he --?" Lavender said as Ron stopped in front of them. It was just minutes before Transfiguration, and surely McGonagall will go mad at them for being late. Especially since she's expecting their scrolls.
"I just remembered." Ron panted. "That—
"That you have to kiss Lavender everyday…I know, I know. Now c'mon let's hurry. Transfiguration will start any minute." Parvati said impatiently.
"No – it's about Harry and Hermione!" Ron struggled to say. Parvati turned around and ran straight to Ron.
"What did they do?" Lavender asked hurriedly.
"I just remembered that Hermione was about to say something very important to Harry." Ron said.
"And? What happened?" Lavender inquired.
"I came in."
"I knew it!!! You are soooo…" Parvati started.
"Wait! Let me finish. I remember Hermione stuttering. I believe that— that" Ron continued.
"Hermione was going to say that she liked Harry!!" Lavender squealed excitedly. She grabbed Ron's hand, then Parvati's, and started to sprint towards the Transfiguration classroom.
***Inside…***
Professor McGonagall began tapping her finger impatiently on her desk.
'Where could they possibly be?' she thought anxiously. At that, the door was kicked open by Lavender who was obviously very excited and was followed by two very shocked people.
"Miss Brown! Do you know how late you are?" McGonagall started. Lavender cut her off.
"I have very important news!!!" Lavender shrieked.
"W-what? Do you mean…about…" McGonagall stuttered.
"Yes Professor!!" Parvati said, running torwards her. "Right Ron?"
"Erm…yeah. Right." Ron said, following the two. Professor McGonagall walked over to her desk and listened to the three. The class stared in amazement, or in finding it strange. After a while, Professor McGonagall screamed: "WHAT!!!!!!"
She cleared her throat and faced the class. "Umm…class, can I leave you for a while? These students here have told me very useful information and I have to say it to Dumbledore quickly."
The class nodded fervently. "C'mon then, Brown, Patil, Weasley. Dumbledore might be so delighted at this news." McGonagall said as she stridden out of the room. Ron, Lavender and Parvati following her footsteps.
"What was that all about?" Draco said to Pansy. Pansy just shrugged, and then turned to Hermione and Harry.
"Hey Potter, Granger, Weasley's your best friend. Do you know what was that about?"
"No." Harry said flatly.
"Well, see here. Their friendship's breaking apart!" Malfoy sniggered.
"One more word Malfoy…" Harry grumbled. Hermione just shrugged and said to Harry.
"Isn't it strange for McGonagall not to give us any seatwork?"
"Why are you complaining? It's all good." Dean said from behind. (You know Goo/Milton from 'My Brother and Me'?)
***Dumbledore's office***
"Albus!! Important news!!" McGonagall said as she entered his office. Dumbledore appeared, carrying Fawkes.
"Yes Minerva. What is it?" Dumbledore said calmly, walking towards his chair and sitting down.
Minerva hurried to him and whispered the 'news' in his ear.
"Indeed?" Dumbledore asked. "Indeed Mr. Weasley?"
"Yes sir." Ron answered.
***Friday, Christmas Eve (A little bit late, don't you think?)***
Ron woke up groggily and stared around the room. No one was there.
"What? Where is everybody?" Ron asked himself. He got up, took a bath, got dressed and went downstairs. Still, there was no one in sight!
"What the hell is going on here?" Ron asked himself. He went down to the Great Hall. No one was there. Even the teachers weren't there.
"Oh my God… did Voldemort attack the whole school and now I am all alone?" Ron asked himself worriedly. Feeling a bit queasy, he skipped breakfast and went to the Entrance Hall. Surely there would be cracked walls and ruins if Voldemort was here, right?
He proceeded to brood on the thought, when he heard shrieks, swoons and sighs and whoops heard from the Quidditch Field.
"Oh! I forgot! The Quidditch Christmas Special!" Ron gasped. He ran towards the Quidditch Field, hoping it just started.
***Hours later…***
Ron and Hermione were walking back to the Gryffindor Tower, chatting happily about the outcome of the presentation. Harry did very well; performing twists, torns and loops in midair while the end of his broomstick emitted violet smoke.
"Mr. Weasley, a word if you please." Dumbledore asked Ron.
"Wait here Hermione. Shout if someone attacks you, okay?" Ron said to Hermione. Hermione nodded and waited for Ron.
It seemed like forever to Hermione. Dumbledore and Ron were talking, and it seems like she has to wait for Ron longer.
Hermione shuddered. She was sure something, or someone, just moved at the other side of the hall, in that dark shadowy corridor. Her eyes darted here and there. She turned around to see if someone was there, hoping it wasn'tKrum. Out of nowhere, a hand appeared behind Hermione. The hand was holding some cloth in its palm. It covered Hermione's mouth. Hermione shrieked, but only a muffled shout was heard. She tried to yell, to shout, to scream, but soon was unconscious. Hermione's limp body was being dragged away, into the dark, shadowy corridor, in the other side of the hall.
"Ron! Ron!!!" The fat lady screeched. "RON WEASLEY!!!!!!!!!!"
"What?" Ron glanced around. "Wait…w-where's Hermione?!?!?!" Ron yelled.
"That was I was going to tell you! Hermione – you won't believe it! She became unconscious and – and" the Fat Lady gulped. "Someone dragged her away!"
***Quidditch Field…***
Harry and the Gryffindor Quidditch team were practicing for the second part of the Christmas Special. He didn't notice Ron, Lavender, Parvati, Dumbledore McGonagall and Lupin hurrying towards them.
"Hey Ron! I thought you went up with Hermione." Fred said, lowering to the ground. Harry heard this and faced Ron, still up in the air.
"Where's Hermione, Ron?" Harry asked sharply.
"That's the problem Harry." Ron said, looking at his feet.
"Miss Granger's gone." McGonagall finished.
Author's notes: Yeah, I know. Another cliffhanger. But to all those who didn't want it to end right there your wishes have been granted. Anyway, please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I forgot to tell you, if you flame me, I'd answer you here in this fic. I'd like to ask you if I have to change the title and summary of this fic. E-mail me or review. Any problems or questions, e-mail me at alex_pikachu1822@hotmail.com or just review in that little box right down there. Sorry if Harry's P.O.V. here is short.
-With sincere gratitude,
A. Pikachu
