Chapter 2
Hermione was sitting on her bed, her arms wrapped around her knees. It was the evening of the same day. A day that had been nothing short of torture for her.
What had happened yesterday and this morning? What did Harry mean to her? What did she meant to him?
So many questions were spinning around in her head that she closed her eyes hoping to find some answers.
All day, Harry had done everything to avoid her. He had even sat down at one of the front desks durin potions in order not to sit next to her and Ron who had been there earlier.
Hermione couldn't figure out whether that meant that he was disapointed by her behaviour this morning and that he had feelings beyond friendship for her or whether he had never considered their kiss something serious and was now surprised by her harsh reaction and thought that she had feelings that he couldn't return... After all, he was Harry Potter, the girls magnet who had different dates almost every month. They never lasted long...
'What am I to do?', she thought, 'My mere thoughts are so consfused; how could I ever explain them to some one, especially to Harry! After all, I don't even know what I feel for him!'
The days passed and Harry and Hermione were still on no better terms with each other. In fact none of them knew exactly on what terms they were as they did not really talk to each other.
For once, Ron did nothing to intervene. They had to figure this out on their own, all he could to was to provide a situation in which they could all talk it out.
So, when they were again studying together about a week later, Ron left and with him, one after the other, left the few Gryffindors that were still in the common room.
For an hour, nothing happened. Hermione never looked up from her book and Harry tried to catch her eyes in vain. Then he couldn't bear the silence anymore.
"Hermione?"
She looked up, starteld.
"Yes?", she answered almost hesitantly as though dreading somenthing.
"Hermione, we really need to talk about this, you now. I cant stand this anymore...", his words faded.
"Well, what is it then that you can't stand anymore?"
"We both know what happened that night, a week ago. And I was asking... I was wondering if what you said... that morning, whether you really meant that." He drew breath.
"There is something you need to know Hermione. And that is... I ... I have been in love with you for ages. I only really noticed it that conciously when we first kissed each other. Bevor that I was always telling myself that my feelings might just be... some special kind of friendship or something, you know? But, well, I now know that this isn't true. There is more to it, I am sure. So I would like to ask you whether you would be willing to try a relation with me, other than just friendship."
With these words he finished, looking expactantly at Hermione. It took a long time until she finally spoke. And when that was, she spoke with an very grave voice. She had thought about what she would say, when this situation would arise day and night during the last days.
"Harry. You know I love you. But I love you as the dearest friend I ever had and I am afraid of breaking this friendship. After all, I don't really know what came over me that night. The next morning I awoke and found myself totally shocked about what I had done... You know, all through this past week I have been trying to find out, what I really feel. And I haven't really come to a conclusion...
So what if I just said 'no'... I just don't want to end up, seeing that I made a mistake, that I only played some kind of role for you..." She looked very sad but yet she had that air of determination about her that Harry knew only too well. He nodded slowly.
"Yes...that is probably wise. Good decision...I guess you are right..."
He got up and turned towards the stairs.
"Harry!", Hermione cried. He stopped. "Harry, please don't be mad."
"How could I evver be mad at you.", he said, "You know what Hermione? I am sure that we will manage this..." With these words he climbed up the stairs and vanished from view.
Hermione never slept that night. Her mind told her that she had made the right decision and after all, when had her mind ever told her something wrong yet?
The next day, Harry and Hermione did their best to act normally around each other. But somehow, the feeling was gone and their words seemed hollow and empty.
It was of course evident to their friends that something wasn't right with the two of them, though they both did obviously not see it.
It was Ginny, who finally spoke to Hermione about it.
"Hermione? Wait a second please!", she called after her, when she left the Great Hall that evening.
"Oh hi, what is it Ginny?"
"See here Hermione, we need to talk about this Harry-thing."
Ginny could see that Hermione did not really want to talk about it at all. But nevertheless, she agreed. Together they went upstairs into Hermione's dorm which was still deserted because the other girls were downstairs in the common room.
"So, what do you want from me Ginny?", Hermione asked a little irritated.
"Well, I can see that something is wrong with you and I guess it has git to do with Harry. So would you please tell me, what happened? I mean apart from what happened last week, because everyone already knows that of course."
"I don't thin that there is anything left to talk about. I made a decision and I think I made the right decision."
"What are you talking about Hermione? What decision did you take?" Ginny interrupted her.
"Well, Harry... he told me, he was in love with me and he also asked me, whether I would be his girlfriend..."
"And what did you answer?", Ginny asked.
"Listen Ginny, I like Harry very much. I love him as a friend. But I'm not sure enough about my feelings to risk it and maybe destroy our whole friendship...", Hermione said.
"So you rejected him?"
"Well, yes. I think that was wise.", she replied.
"WISE?", Ginny cried, "You chickened out! That's what you did!"
There was a long silence. Ginny couldn't completely hide the expression of utter shock on her face. Hermione looked as though she felt very sick.
Suddenly she said very silently: "I've made the wrong decision, ... haven't I?"
Ginny did not reply.
"Ginny, telle me: I took the wrong decision, or didn't I?" Hermione nodded to herself.
"Oh my god, what am I to do? How can I ever make this up to Harry?"
Alright, this was the second chapter! In the next chapter we will see what Hermione will do to show Harry that she has changed her mind. Will he believe her?
Again, sorry for any mistakes I've made. I wanted to get this posted soon, so I didn't read it beta properly... ^_^
PLEASE R/R!!!
Hermione was sitting on her bed, her arms wrapped around her knees. It was the evening of the same day. A day that had been nothing short of torture for her.
What had happened yesterday and this morning? What did Harry mean to her? What did she meant to him?
So many questions were spinning around in her head that she closed her eyes hoping to find some answers.
All day, Harry had done everything to avoid her. He had even sat down at one of the front desks durin potions in order not to sit next to her and Ron who had been there earlier.
Hermione couldn't figure out whether that meant that he was disapointed by her behaviour this morning and that he had feelings beyond friendship for her or whether he had never considered their kiss something serious and was now surprised by her harsh reaction and thought that she had feelings that he couldn't return... After all, he was Harry Potter, the girls magnet who had different dates almost every month. They never lasted long...
'What am I to do?', she thought, 'My mere thoughts are so consfused; how could I ever explain them to some one, especially to Harry! After all, I don't even know what I feel for him!'
The days passed and Harry and Hermione were still on no better terms with each other. In fact none of them knew exactly on what terms they were as they did not really talk to each other.
For once, Ron did nothing to intervene. They had to figure this out on their own, all he could to was to provide a situation in which they could all talk it out.
So, when they were again studying together about a week later, Ron left and with him, one after the other, left the few Gryffindors that were still in the common room.
For an hour, nothing happened. Hermione never looked up from her book and Harry tried to catch her eyes in vain. Then he couldn't bear the silence anymore.
"Hermione?"
She looked up, starteld.
"Yes?", she answered almost hesitantly as though dreading somenthing.
"Hermione, we really need to talk about this, you now. I cant stand this anymore...", his words faded.
"Well, what is it then that you can't stand anymore?"
"We both know what happened that night, a week ago. And I was asking... I was wondering if what you said... that morning, whether you really meant that." He drew breath.
"There is something you need to know Hermione. And that is... I ... I have been in love with you for ages. I only really noticed it that conciously when we first kissed each other. Bevor that I was always telling myself that my feelings might just be... some special kind of friendship or something, you know? But, well, I now know that this isn't true. There is more to it, I am sure. So I would like to ask you whether you would be willing to try a relation with me, other than just friendship."
With these words he finished, looking expactantly at Hermione. It took a long time until she finally spoke. And when that was, she spoke with an very grave voice. She had thought about what she would say, when this situation would arise day and night during the last days.
"Harry. You know I love you. But I love you as the dearest friend I ever had and I am afraid of breaking this friendship. After all, I don't really know what came over me that night. The next morning I awoke and found myself totally shocked about what I had done... You know, all through this past week I have been trying to find out, what I really feel. And I haven't really come to a conclusion...
So what if I just said 'no'... I just don't want to end up, seeing that I made a mistake, that I only played some kind of role for you..." She looked very sad but yet she had that air of determination about her that Harry knew only too well. He nodded slowly.
"Yes...that is probably wise. Good decision...I guess you are right..."
He got up and turned towards the stairs.
"Harry!", Hermione cried. He stopped. "Harry, please don't be mad."
"How could I evver be mad at you.", he said, "You know what Hermione? I am sure that we will manage this..." With these words he climbed up the stairs and vanished from view.
Hermione never slept that night. Her mind told her that she had made the right decision and after all, when had her mind ever told her something wrong yet?
The next day, Harry and Hermione did their best to act normally around each other. But somehow, the feeling was gone and their words seemed hollow and empty.
It was of course evident to their friends that something wasn't right with the two of them, though they both did obviously not see it.
It was Ginny, who finally spoke to Hermione about it.
"Hermione? Wait a second please!", she called after her, when she left the Great Hall that evening.
"Oh hi, what is it Ginny?"
"See here Hermione, we need to talk about this Harry-thing."
Ginny could see that Hermione did not really want to talk about it at all. But nevertheless, she agreed. Together they went upstairs into Hermione's dorm which was still deserted because the other girls were downstairs in the common room.
"So, what do you want from me Ginny?", Hermione asked a little irritated.
"Well, I can see that something is wrong with you and I guess it has git to do with Harry. So would you please tell me, what happened? I mean apart from what happened last week, because everyone already knows that of course."
"I don't thin that there is anything left to talk about. I made a decision and I think I made the right decision."
"What are you talking about Hermione? What decision did you take?" Ginny interrupted her.
"Well, Harry... he told me, he was in love with me and he also asked me, whether I would be his girlfriend..."
"And what did you answer?", Ginny asked.
"Listen Ginny, I like Harry very much. I love him as a friend. But I'm not sure enough about my feelings to risk it and maybe destroy our whole friendship...", Hermione said.
"So you rejected him?"
"Well, yes. I think that was wise.", she replied.
"WISE?", Ginny cried, "You chickened out! That's what you did!"
There was a long silence. Ginny couldn't completely hide the expression of utter shock on her face. Hermione looked as though she felt very sick.
Suddenly she said very silently: "I've made the wrong decision, ... haven't I?"
Ginny did not reply.
"Ginny, telle me: I took the wrong decision, or didn't I?" Hermione nodded to herself.
"Oh my god, what am I to do? How can I ever make this up to Harry?"
Alright, this was the second chapter! In the next chapter we will see what Hermione will do to show Harry that she has changed her mind. Will he believe her?
Again, sorry for any mistakes I've made. I wanted to get this posted soon, so I didn't read it beta properly... ^_^
PLEASE R/R!!!