I will teach you how to love
Chapter 5
By MissIntelligence
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter... blah blah blah.
Hermione was really trying hard to take HIM out of her mind.
"So, when is the next Quidditch match Harry?", she asked trying to sound casual. Harry's face brightened.
"This weekend, I thought you knew", he answered,"Everybody is looking forward to it. It's against Slytherin".
"Oh!, sure I've heard someone talking about it", Hermione forced a smile."And I'm looking forward to it too".
"Why?, You have never been very enthusiastic about Quidditch", Ron joined their conversation.
"Well it's against Slytherin, Harry beat the sh.. er.., just beat them", she was only looking forward to the next match , to see Malfot beaten. She glanced over the Slytherin table, there he was talking to his friends. From this far distace she couldn't make a expression on his face.
At the Gryffindor table she lazily ate her porridge, "Didn't sleep well, Herm?", Ron woke her up of her thoughts.
"Yeah, Bad night, too much work, I think", All though she had really been working hard, that wasn't the real reason of her 'Bad night'.
"So.Hermione. Are you comming to Hagsmeade after the Quidditch match with us?", Harry changed the subject.
"I guess..." she trailed off, she wasn't in the mood, she didn't want to go, but a good time with her friend would be better than stay in her bedroom, "yes, I'll go"
'Let's see, Arithmancy, good Harry and Ron have Divination, what a waste of time', she thought, Arithmancy was the only class to herself, no Harry, no Ron and no Dra.. Malfoy.
"Well see you guys later", she made her way out of the Great Hall and to her classroom.
She could have stay in that class for all the morning, it was silent and peaceful, but like everything in life it ended.
The morning went normal and well... normal, Malfoy was out of her mind. She was Hermione again the know-it-all, she didn't like that name, but she preferred being called like that than have Malfoy stucked in her brain.
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At the end of the day Draco was ready for a long walk. It was a wonderful day . He was tense, the the school grounds always seemed to relaxed him.
He stopped walking to admire the view. The sun was shining . He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, enjoying the tang of ozone and the sound of the small waves of the lake.
He thought about the last month in Hogwarts. It hadn't been a good one.
He knew that he hated her, but at the same time he liked her.
"I didn't knew you came here", Hermione was standing a few feet from him with a weak smile on her face.
"I come sometimes, when I need to think", he said looking at her in her eyes, she was really talking to him!.
"Yeah, a great place to think"she said looking at her hands , then to the lake and finally making eye contact with him, "By the way, thanks for helping me the other night"
She ofered him a smile. Suddlenly he found himslef smiling too, "It's OK, can I ask you why..." she finished for him.
"Why I was crying..., too much pression in my life I guess", she finished, "I'm over it now, though".
"I know what you mean about pression", he wanted to tell her about his father and all his problems but he realise that he couldn't.
"Really?", she asked, he thought and then he answered.
"Never mind", he saw a desapointed face on her, but he didn't want to show weakness.
"Well, I'll better be going, bye", she said turning her back.
"Hermione", he yelled at her, he needed to say something.
"Yes?" she asked turning her head.
"I-, er, goodbye", Malfoy you are really stupid!!, he thought.
She smiled, and went back to the castle.
He smiled at her back, he had felt something... could it be?, nah!.
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He actually smiled at me!?, Draco heartless Malfoy, smiled at me a muggle- born?, he must be sick, but he looked cute, and for the first time he called me Hermione!, she thought.
Hermione was in the common room, thinking about ther little 'chat' near the lake.
She leaned back in the couch and shut her eyes, thinking of Ron and Draco, in turn.
'Ron... I like you but, but him, oh gosh this is all wrong!', Hermione muttered to herself.
This is awful.
A/N: Hi everybody, Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. This isn't my best chapter but well i hope you ejoyed it¡
Review¡¡
Chapter 5
By MissIntelligence
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter... blah blah blah.
Hermione was really trying hard to take HIM out of her mind.
"So, when is the next Quidditch match Harry?", she asked trying to sound casual. Harry's face brightened.
"This weekend, I thought you knew", he answered,"Everybody is looking forward to it. It's against Slytherin".
"Oh!, sure I've heard someone talking about it", Hermione forced a smile."And I'm looking forward to it too".
"Why?, You have never been very enthusiastic about Quidditch", Ron joined their conversation.
"Well it's against Slytherin, Harry beat the sh.. er.., just beat them", she was only looking forward to the next match , to see Malfot beaten. She glanced over the Slytherin table, there he was talking to his friends. From this far distace she couldn't make a expression on his face.
At the Gryffindor table she lazily ate her porridge, "Didn't sleep well, Herm?", Ron woke her up of her thoughts.
"Yeah, Bad night, too much work, I think", All though she had really been working hard, that wasn't the real reason of her 'Bad night'.
"So.Hermione. Are you comming to Hagsmeade after the Quidditch match with us?", Harry changed the subject.
"I guess..." she trailed off, she wasn't in the mood, she didn't want to go, but a good time with her friend would be better than stay in her bedroom, "yes, I'll go"
'Let's see, Arithmancy, good Harry and Ron have Divination, what a waste of time', she thought, Arithmancy was the only class to herself, no Harry, no Ron and no Dra.. Malfoy.
"Well see you guys later", she made her way out of the Great Hall and to her classroom.
She could have stay in that class for all the morning, it was silent and peaceful, but like everything in life it ended.
The morning went normal and well... normal, Malfoy was out of her mind. She was Hermione again the know-it-all, she didn't like that name, but she preferred being called like that than have Malfoy stucked in her brain.
*****************************************************
At the end of the day Draco was ready for a long walk. It was a wonderful day . He was tense, the the school grounds always seemed to relaxed him.
He stopped walking to admire the view. The sun was shining . He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, enjoying the tang of ozone and the sound of the small waves of the lake.
He thought about the last month in Hogwarts. It hadn't been a good one.
He knew that he hated her, but at the same time he liked her.
"I didn't knew you came here", Hermione was standing a few feet from him with a weak smile on her face.
"I come sometimes, when I need to think", he said looking at her in her eyes, she was really talking to him!.
"Yeah, a great place to think"she said looking at her hands , then to the lake and finally making eye contact with him, "By the way, thanks for helping me the other night"
She ofered him a smile. Suddlenly he found himslef smiling too, "It's OK, can I ask you why..." she finished for him.
"Why I was crying..., too much pression in my life I guess", she finished, "I'm over it now, though".
"I know what you mean about pression", he wanted to tell her about his father and all his problems but he realise that he couldn't.
"Really?", she asked, he thought and then he answered.
"Never mind", he saw a desapointed face on her, but he didn't want to show weakness.
"Well, I'll better be going, bye", she said turning her back.
"Hermione", he yelled at her, he needed to say something.
"Yes?" she asked turning her head.
"I-, er, goodbye", Malfoy you are really stupid!!, he thought.
She smiled, and went back to the castle.
He smiled at her back, he had felt something... could it be?, nah!.
**************************************************
He actually smiled at me!?, Draco heartless Malfoy, smiled at me a muggle- born?, he must be sick, but he looked cute, and for the first time he called me Hermione!, she thought.
Hermione was in the common room, thinking about ther little 'chat' near the lake.
She leaned back in the couch and shut her eyes, thinking of Ron and Draco, in turn.
'Ron... I like you but, but him, oh gosh this is all wrong!', Hermione muttered to herself.
This is awful.
A/N: Hi everybody, Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. This isn't my best chapter but well i hope you ejoyed it¡
Review¡¡