Hermione hated herself for being happy. How could she feel even the
smallest bit glad when everything was so dangerous? She deserved a little
fun, she tried to convince herself. After all, today was Halloween. She
deserved to take time away from always being scared, from always being
nervous about Harry. Yes, she would relax, but only for today.
"Hey, Hermione!" She turned around to face Meredith. Her hair was dyed black with orange streaks. She had small pumpkin charms in her hair that winked and giggled at random. She smiled at one, and its eyes glowed and it winked at her.
"Hey, Mere." Hermione knew that she could always count on Meredith to make her sprits lighter.
"Excited about today?" she asked Hermione.
"Oh yeah girl, you know it! I am a slight bit worried about Harry, though. I mean.this seems a likely day for You-Know-Who to attack again," she said. "I just don't know what to do!"
"Don't worry about it, Hermione. Everything is going to be okay, as long as we all have each other."
Hermione sighed as she flopped down on her bed. She was done with classes, and she still had about three hours before the feast. She heard the door open and she didn't bother turning around to see who it was. She felt the bed shift as somebody sat down beside her. They reached over and started massaging her shoulders.this couldn't be Meredith. She rolled over to find Harry smiling down at her. Her spirits instantly lifted. "Hey, Beautiful," he whispered.
"Hey Harry," she whispered back. She reached up to push away some stray hair from his forehead. He took her hand away from his face and kissed it gently. She sat up, taking his face in both of her hands. He looked in her eyes, his brilliant green eyes filled with love for her. He leaned forward, his weight pushing her down into her blankets and pillows.
"I love you, Hermoine," he whispered, before leaning down, bridging the gap between their lips. She felt the way that he needed her in the way that he kissed her. He was everything to her, and she knew that he felt the same. She let her mind wander as he broke their kiss and moved his lips to her neck.
She remembered the day they had first met. She had hurried down to their compartment, claming to have been searching for Neville's lost toad. Of course, she hadn't really, she didn't care about that stupid toad. She had to make sure the rumors were true, that the one she loved ever since she picked up a book about him was on the same train as her.
"Harry Potter." Those had been the first words he had spoken to her. They were burned into her memory ever since that day.
Of course, they had become better friends later that year. She thought back to when they were in the chamber together, and she had to leave him behind. She wanted badly to tell him how she felt, but she thought that it wouldn't have made much sense, because he would have never felt the same way.
But, lucky for her, he had.
She snapped back into reality when she felt tears fall on her face. She looked up to see Harry staring at her, his glasses off and his green eyes shining with tears. She reached up and wiped away the tear trails left on his cheeks. She felt tears running down her cheeks too, but she didn't bother to wipe her own away.
"Why are you crying, Harry?" she asked him softly.
"I prayed for you, Hermione," he said weakly. "I prayed for you, when I was little, when I thought that I would never find somebody that loved me as much as my mom and dad did. I found her when I looked into your eyes. I found her the very first day I stepped onto the train. I found her in you, Hermione," he said softly. More tears spilled down his cheeks onto hers.
"Oh, Harry," she said, pulling him close to her. He buried his neck in the crook of her shoulder. His shoulders shook every so often.
"Hermione, they say I'm going to die. I don't want to die, Hermione! I- I.I love you to much!" he said against her skin.
"Harry, you won't die! I promise!" She took his head in her hands and looked straight into his eyes. "I prayed for you too."
Thaddeus was beginning to think that nothing was going to happen anymore. The voice had stopped talking to him since that day that Rangley had found him in Hagrid's cabin. No laughs, no waking up in the middle of the night screaming, no more pain that wouldn't go away. Maybe Voldemort had given up.
Thaddeus, Rangley, and a few other of their friends were all heading down to the Great Hall for the Halloween feast. Rangley and his friend Todd were talking about their favorite Quidditch teams.Rangley favored the Sweetwater Allstars, an American team from Texas. Todd liked the Winborne Wasps, and the two were arguing over which was better. Thaddeus smiled, glad that things were finally getting back to normal. He heard footsteps behind them, and turned around to face four people, all of which looked older than him. The first one was Harry Potter, then next to him was a girl with brown hair that looked slightly familiar, and next to her was a wild looking girl with orange streaks in her hair, holding hands with a tall, freckled, redhead.
His mind searched his memories for the face of the girl standing next to Harry. He had gone out with a girl about a year before he came to Hogwarts.but now. That couldn't be her, her parents had been dentists, not witches and wizards.
"Hermoine, you know that." Thaddeus caught snippets of their conversation. Hermione? That had been his girlfriend's name. His mouth hung wide open.
"Whaddya starin' at, little kid?" The four had come upon Thaddeus, and the one with orange streaks had spoken to him. Suddenly, Hermione's mouth dropped open.
"THADDEUS?" She exclaimed. He nodded slowly. "Oh my goodness!" She ran towards him and flung her arms around his neck. "How've you been? Why didn't you tell me you came here? My gosh, If I would have known!" Thaddeus looked past her to see the three others standing like he had been moments before, all of them with their mouths open.
"Hermione? Who is this?" Harry had come up and put an arm around Hermione's waist, like he was protecting her.
Oh, God no, Thaddeus thought to himself. If Hermione was a good friend of Harry's, then she was surely in trouble. Suddenly, his insides squeezed with pain. He was back, Voldemort hadn't gone anywhere.
"Why didn't you tell me you knew Harry's little lovergirl?" the voice said. Lovergirl? Hermione and Harry? Thaddeus couldn't believe it.
"Thad?" He turned around to see Rangley and their friends standing behind him. He had completely forgotten about them!
"You guys go on ahead, and save me a seat," he said, waving them off. Rangley looked suspicious, but turned away when Todd remarked that the Sweetwater Allstars were nothing but lowdown cheating filth.
"Harry, this is my good friend, and, exboyfriend, Thaddeus Pearson," Hermione explained. Harry cast a doubtful look at Thaddeus.
"Don't worry, Harry. It was a long time ago, back before either of us came here," Thaddeus assured him.
"No.it's not that..it's just that..no, that's crazy," Harry said awkwardly.
"Our little hero seems to be sensing something.interesting. Anyway, boy, abandon this feast. I have a slight change of plans now that something new has been revealed," Voldemoret said coldly.
"No!" Thaddeus said outloud. The four of them looked at him strangely, and he searched his brain for an excuse. "Sorry, thinking to myself. I'd better go now, it was great seeing you Hermione!" He hurried off towards his common room.
He had to stop Voldemort from hurting Hermoine. He would do anything.
"Hey, Hermione!" She turned around to face Meredith. Her hair was dyed black with orange streaks. She had small pumpkin charms in her hair that winked and giggled at random. She smiled at one, and its eyes glowed and it winked at her.
"Hey, Mere." Hermione knew that she could always count on Meredith to make her sprits lighter.
"Excited about today?" she asked Hermione.
"Oh yeah girl, you know it! I am a slight bit worried about Harry, though. I mean.this seems a likely day for You-Know-Who to attack again," she said. "I just don't know what to do!"
"Don't worry about it, Hermione. Everything is going to be okay, as long as we all have each other."
Hermione sighed as she flopped down on her bed. She was done with classes, and she still had about three hours before the feast. She heard the door open and she didn't bother turning around to see who it was. She felt the bed shift as somebody sat down beside her. They reached over and started massaging her shoulders.this couldn't be Meredith. She rolled over to find Harry smiling down at her. Her spirits instantly lifted. "Hey, Beautiful," he whispered.
"Hey Harry," she whispered back. She reached up to push away some stray hair from his forehead. He took her hand away from his face and kissed it gently. She sat up, taking his face in both of her hands. He looked in her eyes, his brilliant green eyes filled with love for her. He leaned forward, his weight pushing her down into her blankets and pillows.
"I love you, Hermoine," he whispered, before leaning down, bridging the gap between their lips. She felt the way that he needed her in the way that he kissed her. He was everything to her, and she knew that he felt the same. She let her mind wander as he broke their kiss and moved his lips to her neck.
She remembered the day they had first met. She had hurried down to their compartment, claming to have been searching for Neville's lost toad. Of course, she hadn't really, she didn't care about that stupid toad. She had to make sure the rumors were true, that the one she loved ever since she picked up a book about him was on the same train as her.
"Harry Potter." Those had been the first words he had spoken to her. They were burned into her memory ever since that day.
Of course, they had become better friends later that year. She thought back to when they were in the chamber together, and she had to leave him behind. She wanted badly to tell him how she felt, but she thought that it wouldn't have made much sense, because he would have never felt the same way.
But, lucky for her, he had.
She snapped back into reality when she felt tears fall on her face. She looked up to see Harry staring at her, his glasses off and his green eyes shining with tears. She reached up and wiped away the tear trails left on his cheeks. She felt tears running down her cheeks too, but she didn't bother to wipe her own away.
"Why are you crying, Harry?" she asked him softly.
"I prayed for you, Hermione," he said weakly. "I prayed for you, when I was little, when I thought that I would never find somebody that loved me as much as my mom and dad did. I found her when I looked into your eyes. I found her the very first day I stepped onto the train. I found her in you, Hermione," he said softly. More tears spilled down his cheeks onto hers.
"Oh, Harry," she said, pulling him close to her. He buried his neck in the crook of her shoulder. His shoulders shook every so often.
"Hermione, they say I'm going to die. I don't want to die, Hermione! I- I.I love you to much!" he said against her skin.
"Harry, you won't die! I promise!" She took his head in her hands and looked straight into his eyes. "I prayed for you too."
Thaddeus was beginning to think that nothing was going to happen anymore. The voice had stopped talking to him since that day that Rangley had found him in Hagrid's cabin. No laughs, no waking up in the middle of the night screaming, no more pain that wouldn't go away. Maybe Voldemort had given up.
Thaddeus, Rangley, and a few other of their friends were all heading down to the Great Hall for the Halloween feast. Rangley and his friend Todd were talking about their favorite Quidditch teams.Rangley favored the Sweetwater Allstars, an American team from Texas. Todd liked the Winborne Wasps, and the two were arguing over which was better. Thaddeus smiled, glad that things were finally getting back to normal. He heard footsteps behind them, and turned around to face four people, all of which looked older than him. The first one was Harry Potter, then next to him was a girl with brown hair that looked slightly familiar, and next to her was a wild looking girl with orange streaks in her hair, holding hands with a tall, freckled, redhead.
His mind searched his memories for the face of the girl standing next to Harry. He had gone out with a girl about a year before he came to Hogwarts.but now. That couldn't be her, her parents had been dentists, not witches and wizards.
"Hermoine, you know that." Thaddeus caught snippets of their conversation. Hermione? That had been his girlfriend's name. His mouth hung wide open.
"Whaddya starin' at, little kid?" The four had come upon Thaddeus, and the one with orange streaks had spoken to him. Suddenly, Hermione's mouth dropped open.
"THADDEUS?" She exclaimed. He nodded slowly. "Oh my goodness!" She ran towards him and flung her arms around his neck. "How've you been? Why didn't you tell me you came here? My gosh, If I would have known!" Thaddeus looked past her to see the three others standing like he had been moments before, all of them with their mouths open.
"Hermione? Who is this?" Harry had come up and put an arm around Hermione's waist, like he was protecting her.
Oh, God no, Thaddeus thought to himself. If Hermione was a good friend of Harry's, then she was surely in trouble. Suddenly, his insides squeezed with pain. He was back, Voldemort hadn't gone anywhere.
"Why didn't you tell me you knew Harry's little lovergirl?" the voice said. Lovergirl? Hermione and Harry? Thaddeus couldn't believe it.
"Thad?" He turned around to see Rangley and their friends standing behind him. He had completely forgotten about them!
"You guys go on ahead, and save me a seat," he said, waving them off. Rangley looked suspicious, but turned away when Todd remarked that the Sweetwater Allstars were nothing but lowdown cheating filth.
"Harry, this is my good friend, and, exboyfriend, Thaddeus Pearson," Hermione explained. Harry cast a doubtful look at Thaddeus.
"Don't worry, Harry. It was a long time ago, back before either of us came here," Thaddeus assured him.
"No.it's not that..it's just that..no, that's crazy," Harry said awkwardly.
"Our little hero seems to be sensing something.interesting. Anyway, boy, abandon this feast. I have a slight change of plans now that something new has been revealed," Voldemoret said coldly.
"No!" Thaddeus said outloud. The four of them looked at him strangely, and he searched his brain for an excuse. "Sorry, thinking to myself. I'd better go now, it was great seeing you Hermione!" He hurried off towards his common room.
He had to stop Voldemort from hurting Hermoine. He would do anything.