A/N: Okay, so it's a bit corny…sorry. Oh yeah, btw, keep in mind that Harry
is 17(as it might be hard for some of you to imagine sweet innocent Harry
flirt). I was wondering how I was going to write this part, but it had to
be done…so, here it is.
Hermione and Harry walked back to the Great Hall in silence.
Harry couldn't believe his luck. Of all the girls in Hogwarts, Cho Chang, the one girl that he had admired, was picked as Head Girl.
Hermione, on the other hand, had a different opinion of things. She had never liked Cho. To Hermione, she seemed like another snotty, silly, boycrazy airhead. She couldn't see how Cho got picked for Head Girl, and feel truly sorry for Harry for having to put up with her all year long.
When they got back to the Great Hall, the feast has already began. Harry sat down next to Ron and whispered something in his ear. Ron snorted loudly and sprayed everyone around them with chewed up food. Harry gave Ron an astonished look. Hermione watched curiously from the opposite side of the table, but decided not to ask for fear of what she might find out.
After dinner, Harry led everyone back to the Gryfindor common room, and they each entered their own dormitories.
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When Hermione entered her dorm room, she noticed a girl she had never seen before.
"Hi, I'm Hermione. Are you new here?"
"Yeah. My name is Joanna. I'm a transfer student from Durmstrang (A/N:hehe annz)"
After they had placed all their stuff where they wanted it to be, Hermione and Joanna settled town for a good night's sleep.
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The next day, as they arrived at transfiguration, which they had with the Ravenclaws, Cho signaled Harry to sit next to her. Harry complied, much to the surprise of Hermione. Hermione was about to go over there and slap some sense into the boy when she realized that the class had already began. Instead, she was forced to turn around and sit with Ron and Joanna. All throughout the class Hermione couldn't help but cast daggers at the back of Harry's head.
As she sat staring at Harry and Cho. She couldn't help but remember an incidence only a few months ago. Hermione and Harry had gone to the Borrow to spend the holidays.
(A/N:…hummmm…how shall I write this?…)
One day, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Neville were having a picnic (A/N:how nice…) on a grassy field just behind the Weaseley property. Everything was going fine until Hermione developed a strong urge to throw something at Harry….cake did sound so bad. He was laying right next to her with his eyes closed on the blanket with Ron on the other side. She gingerly took the piece of cake….and moved it closer and closer to Harry's face. SPLAT!!!
Harry at straight up and tried to wipe his face free of the icing. Meanwhile, Hermione and Ron giggled helplessed at the hilarious sight. When he finally realized what happened. He took the thing that was closest to him, which just happened to be a pitcher of ice cold lemonade, and walked toward Hermione with the pitcher held out in front of him in threatening way.
"OH…NO. You're not dumping that on me. NOOOOOO WAY!!" Harry grinned, thirsting for the sweet taste of revenge, and ran toward her.
Hermione immediately turned around and started running for her dear life, scraming all the way.
Harry chased Hermione until they were out of sight from the others.
"Stop," Harry gasped in between breaths, "you…need…to…rest."
Hermione just laugheded and said, "speak for yourself. I can run for miles."
"Oh yeah?" Harry taunted as he picked up his speed and ran after Hermione at a sprint. When Harry was close enough, he jumped and tacked Hermione to the ground, and dumped the few drops of lemonade that was left in the pitcher he was still holding (most of it had been spilled on Harry while he was running).
They rolled down the hilled together, shouting, screaming, and laughing all the way. It wasn't until they came to a complete stop, did they realize how close to each other they were. (A/N:hehe…lol)
As they lay there, several feelings bursted into Hermione's head. This was Harry! Her best-friend Harry! How could she possibly like him? She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she looked into Harry's eyes searching for any hint of emotions.
They drew closer and closer to each other, and Hermione closed her eyes, waiting with a new sense of longing that she had never felt before. Just as there lip were about to meet, Harry pulled himself back. Hermione's eyes snapped open, looking at Harry with a confused and stunned look on her face. Harry didn't meet her eyes. He stood up hastily and said, looking at the ground, "We should go back, the others are probably wondering where we are."
Hermione and Harry walked back to the Great Hall in silence.
Harry couldn't believe his luck. Of all the girls in Hogwarts, Cho Chang, the one girl that he had admired, was picked as Head Girl.
Hermione, on the other hand, had a different opinion of things. She had never liked Cho. To Hermione, she seemed like another snotty, silly, boycrazy airhead. She couldn't see how Cho got picked for Head Girl, and feel truly sorry for Harry for having to put up with her all year long.
When they got back to the Great Hall, the feast has already began. Harry sat down next to Ron and whispered something in his ear. Ron snorted loudly and sprayed everyone around them with chewed up food. Harry gave Ron an astonished look. Hermione watched curiously from the opposite side of the table, but decided not to ask for fear of what she might find out.
After dinner, Harry led everyone back to the Gryfindor common room, and they each entered their own dormitories.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Hermione entered her dorm room, she noticed a girl she had never seen before.
"Hi, I'm Hermione. Are you new here?"
"Yeah. My name is Joanna. I'm a transfer student from Durmstrang (A/N:hehe annz)"
After they had placed all their stuff where they wanted it to be, Hermione and Joanna settled town for a good night's sleep.
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The next day, as they arrived at transfiguration, which they had with the Ravenclaws, Cho signaled Harry to sit next to her. Harry complied, much to the surprise of Hermione. Hermione was about to go over there and slap some sense into the boy when she realized that the class had already began. Instead, she was forced to turn around and sit with Ron and Joanna. All throughout the class Hermione couldn't help but cast daggers at the back of Harry's head.
As she sat staring at Harry and Cho. She couldn't help but remember an incidence only a few months ago. Hermione and Harry had gone to the Borrow to spend the holidays.
(A/N:…hummmm…how shall I write this?…)
One day, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Neville were having a picnic (A/N:how nice…) on a grassy field just behind the Weaseley property. Everything was going fine until Hermione developed a strong urge to throw something at Harry….cake did sound so bad. He was laying right next to her with his eyes closed on the blanket with Ron on the other side. She gingerly took the piece of cake….and moved it closer and closer to Harry's face. SPLAT!!!
Harry at straight up and tried to wipe his face free of the icing. Meanwhile, Hermione and Ron giggled helplessed at the hilarious sight. When he finally realized what happened. He took the thing that was closest to him, which just happened to be a pitcher of ice cold lemonade, and walked toward Hermione with the pitcher held out in front of him in threatening way.
"OH…NO. You're not dumping that on me. NOOOOOO WAY!!" Harry grinned, thirsting for the sweet taste of revenge, and ran toward her.
Hermione immediately turned around and started running for her dear life, scraming all the way.
Harry chased Hermione until they were out of sight from the others.
"Stop," Harry gasped in between breaths, "you…need…to…rest."
Hermione just laugheded and said, "speak for yourself. I can run for miles."
"Oh yeah?" Harry taunted as he picked up his speed and ran after Hermione at a sprint. When Harry was close enough, he jumped and tacked Hermione to the ground, and dumped the few drops of lemonade that was left in the pitcher he was still holding (most of it had been spilled on Harry while he was running).
They rolled down the hilled together, shouting, screaming, and laughing all the way. It wasn't until they came to a complete stop, did they realize how close to each other they were. (A/N:hehe…lol)
As they lay there, several feelings bursted into Hermione's head. This was Harry! Her best-friend Harry! How could she possibly like him? She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she looked into Harry's eyes searching for any hint of emotions.
They drew closer and closer to each other, and Hermione closed her eyes, waiting with a new sense of longing that she had never felt before. Just as there lip were about to meet, Harry pulled himself back. Hermione's eyes snapped open, looking at Harry with a confused and stunned look on her face. Harry didn't meet her eyes. He stood up hastily and said, looking at the ground, "We should go back, the others are probably wondering where we are."