1 And the days go on
The days when on and, still she had a thing for Draco. Constantly she wondered, Well it ever go away? Instead of hanging with her friends Harry and Ron she spent most of her time in the library. For what? She spent hours looking for a book on love potions. Not to make someone else fall in love with someone else but for her. For some people love was a wonderful feeling but for her, it was horrible. She couldn't stand it she HAD to get rid of it. Over and over Ron and Harry told her you can't undo love. Did she listen? No. She was so determined to undo this love. She began taking extra classes in Potions hoping that some time soon Snape will get into Love Potions. They still remained in the potion that can freeze time of 2 minutes. Hermione was beginning to get desperate. This love stuff was killing her. She hated it when Draco walked past her, she would get all blubbery and sweaty. Again, she kept on telling herself I have to get rid of this.
She was reading a book called "The undoing" when Harry and Ron approached her.
"What do you what? I can't help you with your homework." She replied coldly.
"You know Hermione. You love your Mom and Dad, right?" Harry asked her.
"Well of course I do! But loving Draco Maloy is different!" She yelled out.
Ron's ears went pink.
They heard giggles from the other side of the library.
"Damn-it" She banged her head on the table. "I can't live like this. I hate Draco! Yet I like him. This isn't making any sense."
"You aren't making any sense." Harry sat down beside her.
"Go tell him." Ron blurted out.
"You crazy?" Hermione whispered.
"Hey Draco I have something to tell you."
"Ya what?"
"I like you."
Everyone in the Hallway laughed at her.
Hermione blinked. "I can't do that."
The Ravenclaws that had been on the other side of the library walked out silently. With smiles on their faces.
What are they smiling about? They aren't going to tell Draco??
Harry and Ron convinced Hermione that they weren't going to tell Draco anything and lead her out of the library to the Great Hall. The first thing that happened was that all the Ravenclaws were grinning at her.
"Weird." She muttered while she sat down.
She heard a lot of laughter coming from the table in front of them, the Slytherin table.
"There just laughing about your socks." Ron joked.
"Its not funny Ron." She stamped on his feet.
They all sat with there backs turned to the Slytherin table. Hearing laughing and giggling.
"This is it. I will be known as the girl who liked Draco. I think I will go and a-company Moaning Murtle in the bathroom. She was about to get up but Harry pulled her back down. "What if they're not laughing at you?"
Draco pointed at Hermione and laughed even more.
"He knows." Ron replied.
Hermione dashed towards the girls Bathroom.
"Thanks Ron." Harry said sarcastically.
"Oh" Ron frowned. "Sorry."
She ran into one of the cubicles and sobbed.
"Hey! Who goes there!" She heard someone call out from the cubicle beside hers.
"Its me, Hermione." She sobbed.
"Why are you crying?" Moaning Murtle came in to comfort her.
Hermione told her everything and Moaning Murtle just listened quietly.
"My opinion is to tell him. He probably thinks it a joke. But if you tell him its not he might take it more seriously. You'll be surprised." She tried putting her hand on Hermiones back but it just slipped right threw.
"Oops. Forgot I'm a ghost." Moaning Murtle wiped some of her own tears away. "Go on try it"
"Well ok." She wiped her tears away and stood up. "I will."
The Great Hall was still full of laughter. From her crush on Draco? Or another lame joke? The Slytherin table wasn't far away from where she was standing. You have to do this. She marched her way to the Slytherin table.
Harry and Ron saw her and smiled.
"Draco." She poked his shoulder to get his attention.
He laughed. "What do you want?" He asked coldly.
"You think me liking you is a joke eh?"
Draco's face went cold. "It wasn't supposed to be a joke?" He asked.
Hermione's face went red. "No." She ran back towards the Gryffindor table.
"I did it, I told him." She whispered to Harry and Ron.
"Well done. Who convinced you to do it though?" Ron asked.
"Oh." She smiled. Thanks Murtle. She heard a breeze fly past her ear,
"No problem."
"So who helped you?" Harry asked eagerly.
"A friend. A friend."
Authors Note: Well, I will write another chapter. Depends on what the reviews say of this chapter.
The days when on and, still she had a thing for Draco. Constantly she wondered, Well it ever go away? Instead of hanging with her friends Harry and Ron she spent most of her time in the library. For what? She spent hours looking for a book on love potions. Not to make someone else fall in love with someone else but for her. For some people love was a wonderful feeling but for her, it was horrible. She couldn't stand it she HAD to get rid of it. Over and over Ron and Harry told her you can't undo love. Did she listen? No. She was so determined to undo this love. She began taking extra classes in Potions hoping that some time soon Snape will get into Love Potions. They still remained in the potion that can freeze time of 2 minutes. Hermione was beginning to get desperate. This love stuff was killing her. She hated it when Draco walked past her, she would get all blubbery and sweaty. Again, she kept on telling herself I have to get rid of this.
She was reading a book called "The undoing" when Harry and Ron approached her.
"What do you what? I can't help you with your homework." She replied coldly.
"You know Hermione. You love your Mom and Dad, right?" Harry asked her.
"Well of course I do! But loving Draco Maloy is different!" She yelled out.
Ron's ears went pink.
They heard giggles from the other side of the library.
"Damn-it" She banged her head on the table. "I can't live like this. I hate Draco! Yet I like him. This isn't making any sense."
"You aren't making any sense." Harry sat down beside her.
"Go tell him." Ron blurted out.
"You crazy?" Hermione whispered.
"Hey Draco I have something to tell you."
"Ya what?"
"I like you."
Everyone in the Hallway laughed at her.
Hermione blinked. "I can't do that."
The Ravenclaws that had been on the other side of the library walked out silently. With smiles on their faces.
What are they smiling about? They aren't going to tell Draco??
Harry and Ron convinced Hermione that they weren't going to tell Draco anything and lead her out of the library to the Great Hall. The first thing that happened was that all the Ravenclaws were grinning at her.
"Weird." She muttered while she sat down.
She heard a lot of laughter coming from the table in front of them, the Slytherin table.
"There just laughing about your socks." Ron joked.
"Its not funny Ron." She stamped on his feet.
They all sat with there backs turned to the Slytherin table. Hearing laughing and giggling.
"This is it. I will be known as the girl who liked Draco. I think I will go and a-company Moaning Murtle in the bathroom. She was about to get up but Harry pulled her back down. "What if they're not laughing at you?"
Draco pointed at Hermione and laughed even more.
"He knows." Ron replied.
Hermione dashed towards the girls Bathroom.
"Thanks Ron." Harry said sarcastically.
"Oh" Ron frowned. "Sorry."
She ran into one of the cubicles and sobbed.
"Hey! Who goes there!" She heard someone call out from the cubicle beside hers.
"Its me, Hermione." She sobbed.
"Why are you crying?" Moaning Murtle came in to comfort her.
Hermione told her everything and Moaning Murtle just listened quietly.
"My opinion is to tell him. He probably thinks it a joke. But if you tell him its not he might take it more seriously. You'll be surprised." She tried putting her hand on Hermiones back but it just slipped right threw.
"Oops. Forgot I'm a ghost." Moaning Murtle wiped some of her own tears away. "Go on try it"
"Well ok." She wiped her tears away and stood up. "I will."
The Great Hall was still full of laughter. From her crush on Draco? Or another lame joke? The Slytherin table wasn't far away from where she was standing. You have to do this. She marched her way to the Slytherin table.
Harry and Ron saw her and smiled.
"Draco." She poked his shoulder to get his attention.
He laughed. "What do you want?" He asked coldly.
"You think me liking you is a joke eh?"
Draco's face went cold. "It wasn't supposed to be a joke?" He asked.
Hermione's face went red. "No." She ran back towards the Gryffindor table.
"I did it, I told him." She whispered to Harry and Ron.
"Well done. Who convinced you to do it though?" Ron asked.
"Oh." She smiled. Thanks Murtle. She heard a breeze fly past her ear,
"No problem."
"So who helped you?" Harry asked eagerly.
"A friend. A friend."
Authors Note: Well, I will write another chapter. Depends on what the reviews say of this chapter.
