A/N: When I realized the last time I have updated was in January, I mentally kicked myself, this happens to be my favorite fic I've wrote, and yet I don't update it? So this is for all you H/H shippers, and those to come. ;-) Please review when your through, I really want to hear your thoughts, and the more reviews, the more outcomes of chapters....;)
Disclaimer: I do not claim nor own the Harry Potter characters that JKR has created. I do however, own the plot. :)
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Hermione quickly did a quick over-review what had happened in the last minute, amazing what can happen in one simple minute.She looked over weakly at the sad-looking Harry Potter, realizing his sadness was her cause. She sat next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry," she uttered softly in his ear.
He looked up at her, as if finally realizing her sitting next to him. He smiled weakly, sniffling.
"It's ok, I should known better to ask a girl I actually liked intead of some girl I hardly knew," he said dully.
Hermione wanted to burst with happiness, Bloody Merlin, Harry Potter actually liked her more than a friend? Her? Hermione Granger, the most studious student and plain looking, yet he liked her? Hermione briefly debated if he was insane. But, she came to a conclusion and realized he meant it and always will most likely. Hermione sighed deeply. What a stupid idiot she had been.
Sure, maybe now she could change her mind and tell him she would love to go with him, but that would make her a flipp-flopp, she shouldn't play with people's mind like that. Besides, she battled with herself, it probably wouldn't last long, he will probably discover better looking girls and dump her as quick as possible. She curled her hair with her finger, nothing special about her, just plain looking and probably the most ugly girl in the school, people would think it would be a joke if she went out with Harry.
"I'm sorry Harry, I've decided I wanted to go alone," she said rationally, "I would like to have one dance, though."
She looked deeply into his eyes and saw a spark in them when she said she would give him one dance. He nodded.
"I suppose that's better than nothing, " he said weakly.
Hermione smiled at him.
"I hope I didn't hurt you Harry, because that's the last thing I want to do," she said with a small smile at him.
He shook his head and surprised her by hugging her to him.
"No, it's alright, quite alright, " he assured her.
Hermione thought that was quite a answer. He was so sweet and forgiven, part of the reason why she loved him so. She reluntantly pulled back and gazed up at him and grinned.
"I look forward to the dance, Mr. Potter, " she said.
"Hopefully, I won't step on your shoes," he said thoughtfully.
She gave him a disapproval glance. "You better not, Mr.Potter."
He smiled. "Is that a threat, Ms. Granger?"
"Oh, Great Wizards, that *is* a threat," she said with a laugh.
He laughed along."Well in that case, I'll be sure to *not* step on your shoes."
Hermione nodded and laid down on her bed, gazing up at him where he sat.
"Your in the Girl's Dorm you know," she told him.
He looked around, a grin tugging the corners of his mouth once more.
"Ah, so I am, are you going to give me detention Ms. Prefect?" he asked her.
She thought for a couple of moments and shrugged, then winked at him.
"I won't do anything today, but next time, you won't get off so easily," she said.
Suddenly he had a look in his eyes as he looked down at her.
"Your really something, you know that?" he whispered softly.
Hermione said nothing, did he mean it like she thought he did? Nah, of course not.
"Harry, don't, " she said between clenched teeth.
He blinked and looked at her. "What?"
Merlin, don't act like you love me, please don't, I can't return those feelings. Are you on purpose trying to torture me, Harry? she thought sadly.
She shook her head and said, "You better leave, Harry, before someone finds you here, and not even I, can save you a detention."
He nodded and stood up, giving her hand a squeeze.
"Later, Hermione," he called, before he closed the door behind him.
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Ron was waiting at the foot of the stairs when Harry appeared, with a expressionless look on his face. Is that good or bad? thought Ron.
"Hey," he said cheerfully to his buddy as he passed him by, plunking himself in a chair.
He sat across from him and looked expectantly at him.
"Well?" asked Ron.
Harry looked up. "Well what?"
Ron sighed, is Harry that much of a git?
"Well, did you or did you not ask her?" he said firmly.
Harry sighed. "Well, I took your crappy advice and she said no."
Ron was very very close to fainting at that very moment.
"Your serious?" he asked after awhile, maybe his ears aren't working right.
He nodded, confirming for him.
"Well, " said Ron, "I don't bloody believe it, did she say why?"
"She said, I quote- 'I'm sorry Harry, I've decided I wanted to go alone'" said Harry weakly.
Ron snorted. "Bollocks to that!"
"But, " began Harry, "she said she'll save me one dance."
Ron glared at him. "How could you? You had me believing she totally rejected you."
Harry shrugged.
"You know what this means?" said Ron suddenly.
"What," he said without interest.
"That one dance can really make a good difference or make things worse, " said Ron slowly.
"Oh, Ron, but a sock in it! Just say it already! I was totally rejected!" said Harry.
Ron nodded. "Is that what you want?"
Harry nodded.
"Alright, this may come to a shocker, but Harry, you have been totally rejected. You have been humiliated, and embarrassed, and lets face it, the last couple of minutes of you life is the most horrible thing-"
"Alright Ron, I didn't need you to give a big speech on it, "said Harry sourly.
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A/N: Now, that was fun! Please review, and if you flame, don't cuss me out or anything, make it decent. I want some comments! Please review! Just click the button and write your thoughts! Sorry if there are any spelling errors!
Disclaimer: I do not claim nor own the Harry Potter characters that JKR has created. I do however, own the plot. :)
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Hermione quickly did a quick over-review what had happened in the last minute, amazing what can happen in one simple minute.She looked over weakly at the sad-looking Harry Potter, realizing his sadness was her cause. She sat next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry," she uttered softly in his ear.
He looked up at her, as if finally realizing her sitting next to him. He smiled weakly, sniffling.
"It's ok, I should known better to ask a girl I actually liked intead of some girl I hardly knew," he said dully.
Hermione wanted to burst with happiness, Bloody Merlin, Harry Potter actually liked her more than a friend? Her? Hermione Granger, the most studious student and plain looking, yet he liked her? Hermione briefly debated if he was insane. But, she came to a conclusion and realized he meant it and always will most likely. Hermione sighed deeply. What a stupid idiot she had been.
Sure, maybe now she could change her mind and tell him she would love to go with him, but that would make her a flipp-flopp, she shouldn't play with people's mind like that. Besides, she battled with herself, it probably wouldn't last long, he will probably discover better looking girls and dump her as quick as possible. She curled her hair with her finger, nothing special about her, just plain looking and probably the most ugly girl in the school, people would think it would be a joke if she went out with Harry.
"I'm sorry Harry, I've decided I wanted to go alone," she said rationally, "I would like to have one dance, though."
She looked deeply into his eyes and saw a spark in them when she said she would give him one dance. He nodded.
"I suppose that's better than nothing, " he said weakly.
Hermione smiled at him.
"I hope I didn't hurt you Harry, because that's the last thing I want to do," she said with a small smile at him.
He shook his head and surprised her by hugging her to him.
"No, it's alright, quite alright, " he assured her.
Hermione thought that was quite a answer. He was so sweet and forgiven, part of the reason why she loved him so. She reluntantly pulled back and gazed up at him and grinned.
"I look forward to the dance, Mr. Potter, " she said.
"Hopefully, I won't step on your shoes," he said thoughtfully.
She gave him a disapproval glance. "You better not, Mr.Potter."
He smiled. "Is that a threat, Ms. Granger?"
"Oh, Great Wizards, that *is* a threat," she said with a laugh.
He laughed along."Well in that case, I'll be sure to *not* step on your shoes."
Hermione nodded and laid down on her bed, gazing up at him where he sat.
"Your in the Girl's Dorm you know," she told him.
He looked around, a grin tugging the corners of his mouth once more.
"Ah, so I am, are you going to give me detention Ms. Prefect?" he asked her.
She thought for a couple of moments and shrugged, then winked at him.
"I won't do anything today, but next time, you won't get off so easily," she said.
Suddenly he had a look in his eyes as he looked down at her.
"Your really something, you know that?" he whispered softly.
Hermione said nothing, did he mean it like she thought he did? Nah, of course not.
"Harry, don't, " she said between clenched teeth.
He blinked and looked at her. "What?"
Merlin, don't act like you love me, please don't, I can't return those feelings. Are you on purpose trying to torture me, Harry? she thought sadly.
She shook her head and said, "You better leave, Harry, before someone finds you here, and not even I, can save you a detention."
He nodded and stood up, giving her hand a squeeze.
"Later, Hermione," he called, before he closed the door behind him.
**
Ron was waiting at the foot of the stairs when Harry appeared, with a expressionless look on his face. Is that good or bad? thought Ron.
"Hey," he said cheerfully to his buddy as he passed him by, plunking himself in a chair.
He sat across from him and looked expectantly at him.
"Well?" asked Ron.
Harry looked up. "Well what?"
Ron sighed, is Harry that much of a git?
"Well, did you or did you not ask her?" he said firmly.
Harry sighed. "Well, I took your crappy advice and she said no."
Ron was very very close to fainting at that very moment.
"Your serious?" he asked after awhile, maybe his ears aren't working right.
He nodded, confirming for him.
"Well, " said Ron, "I don't bloody believe it, did she say why?"
"She said, I quote- 'I'm sorry Harry, I've decided I wanted to go alone'" said Harry weakly.
Ron snorted. "Bollocks to that!"
"But, " began Harry, "she said she'll save me one dance."
Ron glared at him. "How could you? You had me believing she totally rejected you."
Harry shrugged.
"You know what this means?" said Ron suddenly.
"What," he said without interest.
"That one dance can really make a good difference or make things worse, " said Ron slowly.
"Oh, Ron, but a sock in it! Just say it already! I was totally rejected!" said Harry.
Ron nodded. "Is that what you want?"
Harry nodded.
"Alright, this may come to a shocker, but Harry, you have been totally rejected. You have been humiliated, and embarrassed, and lets face it, the last couple of minutes of you life is the most horrible thing-"
"Alright Ron, I didn't need you to give a big speech on it, "said Harry sourly.
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A/N: Now, that was fun! Please review, and if you flame, don't cuss me out or anything, make it decent. I want some comments! Please review! Just click the button and write your thoughts! Sorry if there are any spelling errors!