Disclaimer: Simon Says…I don't own Harry Potter.
I upped the rating cause Hermione's going to be talking about her sex life…sorta.
After Ron's disastrous attempt at making a game plan and getting hit by a bludger bat he decided to go with more traditional techniques.
Of course they didn't work either. Ron spent days looking through Quidditch Through the Ages…trying to come up with something.
An hour before their first match Ron was distraught with worry. "Harry what are we going to do? We're going to get slaughtered. We're going to ruin the good name of the Chudley Cannons."
"Ron…I warned you about this."
"Harry…help." Ron said meekly.
"Tell the team to just play. For everyone to work on there separate parts. I'll try to get the snitch early on…before the other team gets a chance to score any points. We'll worry about tactics next time."
"Brilliant idea Harry! That's just what we'll do!" Ron said standing up. "Well then Harry…I suppose it's time to get ready no?"
"Right." Harry said getting up slowly.
They both changed into their uniforms and went to the field. They were playing on their home turf so it wasn't much of a fly.
"Tell the team." Harry told Ron as soon as they landed.
"Right." Ron said and was off to tell the rest of the team to just play.
Harry rubbed his throbbing temples. The chances of him not passing out during the middle of the game were dwindling down to nothing.
He entered the small shower room and splashed cold water on his face. It had no effect.
"Oh well…"
The game started off with a bang. The All-Stars got a goal right off the bat with Ron doing little to stop it. Harry swooped next to Ron and told him to snap out of it. Ron nodded meekly.
He did better against the next shot.
Harry circled slowly in the air waiting for the showing of the golden snitch. The opposing seeker, like many before him had decided to tail Harry until he found the snitch. Moron. He thought going for a dive.
The opposing seeker mimicked him but was unable to change directions as fast as Harry had. He stopped inches from the ground, trying to regain his bearings. But it was too late. Harry had already caught the snitch and the game was over.
Harry smiled at his first victory although he thought he would pass out right then and there. Ron and the others wanted to go out for a victory drink, but Harry shook his head and headed home.
His bed looked so welcoming despite the terrible dreams he had been having. He fell into the soft abyss and the dreams begin to come.
The darkness tweaked all of Harry's senses and made him stand at full attention. He was somewhere familiar…all alone in the dark.
The sound of a crunching leaf made Harry's heat skip a beat. Harry edged forward to the sound. "H-h-hello?"
The evil face of Voldemort came into focus. "Hello Harry." He said in a cold deep voice and then he laughed manically.
Harry scream, turned and ran away. But no matter how far or fast he ran could he escape that horrible laughter.
At Hogwarts*
Hermione's life had officially become a living hell. While she loved teaching her students were constantly reminding her that no teacher had ever lasted more than a year in the Defense Against the Dark Arts job. This made Hermione very edgy and very peeved.
But now, to her horror of horrors he was back. Viktor Krum. The second she saw him in the hallways she turned the other way. Even if it made her late to class.
After a particularly long class Hermione dismissed her class and was ready to enjoy her weekend. She went into her room and made sure the door was closed. She then did something she hadn't done in ten years. She jumped on the bed.
Every time she went higher and higher. It was so exhilarating.
Hermione finally ceased jumping and sat on her bed panting heavily. She had never been in to athletics.
KNOCK KNOCK. Hermione jumped up. "Yes?" She said trying to disguise her panting for a stuffy nose.
"Herm-own-ninny?"
Hermione gasped. "Viktor." She said softly.
Krum entered the rooms smiling. "The teachers told me you vere here. I came to say hello."
"I though you learned how to say my name properly."
"I do Hermione. But I prefer to tease you." Krum's English lessons had paid off greatly. His only fault was not being able to say ws properly.
"Yes well we both know how that ended up."
Krum cocked his head. "I told you I vas sorry."
"And I told you good-bye. Don't you ever listen?"
"I did. But Hermione it's been tvo years. Vhy can't you let it go and give me a chance as a friend?"
"You wouldn't understand Viktor. Now go away. I have papers to grade."
Krum nodded slowly and left. Hermione went to her papers. Tears spilled down her face as she tried to collect herself. She fell onto the soft chair and held herself.
It didn't feel the same holding yourself when another had held you. She had to admit she missed him. It'd be wrong to say otherwise.
And she should let go. It was an easy mistake to make. But it was so hard to let go of the past. Hermione wiped away her tears. She had work to do.
Loud squawking tore her from her work a half an hour later. Hedwig entered her chambers and dropped a letter on her desk. Hermione ripped it open.
Dear Hermione,
How are you? Is Hogwarts still the same? Well how could it change in three months right? Ron and I wanted to know if you wanted to come by this weekend. We decided to cancel Quidditch practice for this Saturday since we won the last game. Send your answer via Hedwig. We'll understand if you can't come because of work.
From Harry.
P. S if you come can you smuggle some of Madam Pomfrey's sleep draught that gets rid that gives a dreamless sleep? Thanks.
Hermione scribbled a note back to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I'm fine. Hogwarts of course is still the same, minus the new students. I can't believe I'm teaching Ginny and Colin Creevy. It's creepy. I will most certainly come this weekend. I'll be there in a couple of hours. Probably an hour after you get this note. I can't wait to see you Harry! It's been so long!
From Hermione.
P. S I'll get you the draught but why do you want it?
Hermione gave the letter to Hedwig and she took to the air. Hermione smiled at her bright little ray of sunshine. Finally, a little peace.
Right. I like disturbing the peace. :-D.
I upped the rating cause Hermione's going to be talking about her sex life…sorta.
After Ron's disastrous attempt at making a game plan and getting hit by a bludger bat he decided to go with more traditional techniques.
Of course they didn't work either. Ron spent days looking through Quidditch Through the Ages…trying to come up with something.
An hour before their first match Ron was distraught with worry. "Harry what are we going to do? We're going to get slaughtered. We're going to ruin the good name of the Chudley Cannons."
"Ron…I warned you about this."
"Harry…help." Ron said meekly.
"Tell the team to just play. For everyone to work on there separate parts. I'll try to get the snitch early on…before the other team gets a chance to score any points. We'll worry about tactics next time."
"Brilliant idea Harry! That's just what we'll do!" Ron said standing up. "Well then Harry…I suppose it's time to get ready no?"
"Right." Harry said getting up slowly.
They both changed into their uniforms and went to the field. They were playing on their home turf so it wasn't much of a fly.
"Tell the team." Harry told Ron as soon as they landed.
"Right." Ron said and was off to tell the rest of the team to just play.
Harry rubbed his throbbing temples. The chances of him not passing out during the middle of the game were dwindling down to nothing.
He entered the small shower room and splashed cold water on his face. It had no effect.
"Oh well…"
The game started off with a bang. The All-Stars got a goal right off the bat with Ron doing little to stop it. Harry swooped next to Ron and told him to snap out of it. Ron nodded meekly.
He did better against the next shot.
Harry circled slowly in the air waiting for the showing of the golden snitch. The opposing seeker, like many before him had decided to tail Harry until he found the snitch. Moron. He thought going for a dive.
The opposing seeker mimicked him but was unable to change directions as fast as Harry had. He stopped inches from the ground, trying to regain his bearings. But it was too late. Harry had already caught the snitch and the game was over.
Harry smiled at his first victory although he thought he would pass out right then and there. Ron and the others wanted to go out for a victory drink, but Harry shook his head and headed home.
His bed looked so welcoming despite the terrible dreams he had been having. He fell into the soft abyss and the dreams begin to come.
The darkness tweaked all of Harry's senses and made him stand at full attention. He was somewhere familiar…all alone in the dark.
The sound of a crunching leaf made Harry's heat skip a beat. Harry edged forward to the sound. "H-h-hello?"
The evil face of Voldemort came into focus. "Hello Harry." He said in a cold deep voice and then he laughed manically.
Harry scream, turned and ran away. But no matter how far or fast he ran could he escape that horrible laughter.
At Hogwarts*
Hermione's life had officially become a living hell. While she loved teaching her students were constantly reminding her that no teacher had ever lasted more than a year in the Defense Against the Dark Arts job. This made Hermione very edgy and very peeved.
But now, to her horror of horrors he was back. Viktor Krum. The second she saw him in the hallways she turned the other way. Even if it made her late to class.
After a particularly long class Hermione dismissed her class and was ready to enjoy her weekend. She went into her room and made sure the door was closed. She then did something she hadn't done in ten years. She jumped on the bed.
Every time she went higher and higher. It was so exhilarating.
Hermione finally ceased jumping and sat on her bed panting heavily. She had never been in to athletics.
KNOCK KNOCK. Hermione jumped up. "Yes?" She said trying to disguise her panting for a stuffy nose.
"Herm-own-ninny?"
Hermione gasped. "Viktor." She said softly.
Krum entered the rooms smiling. "The teachers told me you vere here. I came to say hello."
"I though you learned how to say my name properly."
"I do Hermione. But I prefer to tease you." Krum's English lessons had paid off greatly. His only fault was not being able to say ws properly.
"Yes well we both know how that ended up."
Krum cocked his head. "I told you I vas sorry."
"And I told you good-bye. Don't you ever listen?"
"I did. But Hermione it's been tvo years. Vhy can't you let it go and give me a chance as a friend?"
"You wouldn't understand Viktor. Now go away. I have papers to grade."
Krum nodded slowly and left. Hermione went to her papers. Tears spilled down her face as she tried to collect herself. She fell onto the soft chair and held herself.
It didn't feel the same holding yourself when another had held you. She had to admit she missed him. It'd be wrong to say otherwise.
And she should let go. It was an easy mistake to make. But it was so hard to let go of the past. Hermione wiped away her tears. She had work to do.
Loud squawking tore her from her work a half an hour later. Hedwig entered her chambers and dropped a letter on her desk. Hermione ripped it open.
Dear Hermione,
How are you? Is Hogwarts still the same? Well how could it change in three months right? Ron and I wanted to know if you wanted to come by this weekend. We decided to cancel Quidditch practice for this Saturday since we won the last game. Send your answer via Hedwig. We'll understand if you can't come because of work.
From Harry.
P. S if you come can you smuggle some of Madam Pomfrey's sleep draught that gets rid that gives a dreamless sleep? Thanks.
Hermione scribbled a note back to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I'm fine. Hogwarts of course is still the same, minus the new students. I can't believe I'm teaching Ginny and Colin Creevy. It's creepy. I will most certainly come this weekend. I'll be there in a couple of hours. Probably an hour after you get this note. I can't wait to see you Harry! It's been so long!
From Hermione.
P. S I'll get you the draught but why do you want it?
Hermione gave the letter to Hedwig and she took to the air. Hermione smiled at her bright little ray of sunshine. Finally, a little peace.
Right. I like disturbing the peace. :-D.