Dreams
Chapter 11: Secrets Revealed (Well at least to one person)
A/N: I have a new policy…no reviews, no more chapters. I demand at least 35 reviews before I post chapter 12.
A/N2: Thanks for those that do read and review. It makes me happy…really.
Disclaimer: Don't own jack shit except plot and any other characters I might add.
It was Friday night. Harry and Hermione were like ducks on a pond; On the surface everything looked calm and collected but under the water their legs were swimming a mile a minute. They didn't eat much. They were still worried about Ron and just to add to the uneasiness they were going to meet Malfoy tonight.
"Nine o'clock," Harry thought as he saw Malfoy. "Leaving right on time."
Hermione was thinking the same thing and in a rather loud voice said, "Okay I'm going to the library. HARRY would you like to join me."
Taking Hermione's cue he also said noisily, "Yes of course. I really do have to work on that Potions essay."
They left together and they weren't in a rush. They walked silently. Malfoy saw them in the distance.
"What the hell is Potter doing here." A rage was building inside him. As Hermione and Harry were about to say hello, he shot a curse at Harry. Harry hit the ground with a hard thud.
"Great just perfect… Another one of my friends in the hospital because of you," she thought. She had the death glare and Malfoy seemed to crumble. She saw Harry again and realized that he had to see Madam Pomfrey. She sent one more glower to Malfoy. To Malfoy, this was more wounding and mutilating than a thousand daggers and all the Unforgivable curses combined. Hermione started to run.
"Wait Hermione, let me just talk to you." Malfoy was definitely speeding up.
"Oh shit, this asshole can RUN too," Hermione thought. "Just stay away Malfoy," she shouted.
"NO, I NEED TO TALK TO YOU." He had caught up with her and swirled her around. They were face to face. All he could see was hate and anger in her pecan colored eyes. "They are so beautiful," he thought. Without another word a sudden impulse from his neurons made him lean over. They're lips touched slightly.
"Oh. My. God." Those were the only words she could come up with while trying to squirm out of Malfoy's grasp. He was really strong, even if he did look scrawny. As soon as Malfoy's head came from her face, a blazing hand went to his face.
"GO TO HELL MALFOY." A triple slap came and knocked Malfoy out. "Perv," was all she could mutter. She remembered Harry.
She ran to the first teacher she saw. Luckily, it turned out to be Professor McGonagall. Her favorite teacher and mentor, of course she could help.
"Professor McGonagall," Hermione panted.
"Hermione? What's wrong girl and what are you doing out of bed? Ten points from Gryffindor."
"Just come with me, I'll explain when we get there."
They arrived on the scene and Hermione explained her story. Professor McGonagall used her wand as a walkie-talkie and asked for Professor Dumbledore. Then she remembered that she was in charge.
**The Next Morning**
Harry woke up from his dreamless dream. Everything was blurry but he could make out a girl sitting in between the two beds. The fiery red hair in the next bed was soon recognized as Ron Weasly's. He fumbled for his glasses and knocked them over.
"Harry!" Hermione said as she jumped out of her seat.
"Do you mind," Harry said pointing to his glasses.
"No, not at all."
He put on his glasses and saw Hermione's face. He was filled with pity. Her eyes were bloodshot and there were little black rings under them.
"What happened Hermione, you look like shit?"
"You don't remember last night?"
He couldn't remember a thing.
"Not at the moment."
"You know the meeting with Malfoy. He cursed you. Madam Pomfrey said you have to stay here for a couple of days."
Harry was horrified. He still didn't know what had attacked Dumbledore and he wasn't going to know. Hermione didn't notice his change of facial expression and wanted to keep it that way.
"Well what happened after I got knocked out? How did my little sister manage," he said with a smile.
"He caught up with me." Hermione hesitated. "He kissed me and I slapped till he was unconscious."
"HE WHAT? I am going to kill him." He went to get up but a pain in his rib cage prevented him.
"Harry stop it you can't do anything now. He's been sent home. Suspended for a month."
"The perv deserves it. Scoundrel, I swear."
They kept on talking. Madam Pomfrey eventually served him breakfast. It was a good thing that it was Saturday. Hermione heard the grumble of a certain stomach.
"I'm getting something to eat Harry. I'll see you in an hour?"
"Yea," Harry said as he stuffed his face.
"Sweet, later."
"Mhmm." Harry nodded his head in agreement.
Hermione said goodbye to Ron with a kiss. He still didn't have much improvement except for opening his eyes once.
As Hermione walked toward the Great Hall she kept remembering Harry's face.
"His face didn't twist with fear when he heard Malfoy kissed me. It just changed when he heard that he would have to stay awhile. No matter, I'll just ask him after breakfast."
Her chain of thought was interrupted by bumping into Goyle.
"Watch it mudblood. I don't need you to dirty my new robes. "
Calmly she sat with her fellow Gryffindors and started to talk to Ginny before her blood was able to boil.
**About An Hour Later**
"Harry?"
"Yea Hermione?"
"Do you need to tell me something? You seemed really unhappy about staying here a couple of days…"
"Damn it, she noticed," Harry thought. "Well of course she noticed," a little voice in Harry said. "She's the best witch in your year… hell probably the best witch in the entire school. Dad was right, she does sound an awful lot like Mum."
"Yeah, I do have something to tell you. I really need to get this off my chest."
"Jeez Harry this has to be serious. You think that Dumbledore would mind?"
"No, he thought I should tell you."
"Then spit it out." Hermione was looking really impatient and concerned.
"I can talk to my parents."
Hermione was a little thrown off by this. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Sensing Hermione's doubts he said, "Yes Hermione, I can talk to them. In my dreams."
"But how?"
Harry explained all the specifics. He told her about Dumbledore and what had attacked him.
"Oh my god… you said a cloak attacked Dumbledore. I think I read this yesterday. I'll be right back. "
Hermione was rushing up to her dorm. Lots of questions were popping in and out of her head. Could she really believe Harry? She laughed at herself when she thought about this.
"Harry wouldn't lie about this…No…No way in hell could he lie about this." If he had fibbed, she decided she would put him on her 'Kicked their Asses to the next week' list with Malfoy. She grabbed her copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" and ran off. Flipping the pages and watching the trick steps was a skill. She jumped to missing step thinking, "Multitalented".
In no time she was back with Harry.
"Harry, you are going to love me so so so much. I know exactly what it is."
All Harry could do was smile and lend his ears to Hermione.
*END OF CHAPTER ELEVEN*
A/N: How was that for a chapter? You will of course find out what attacked Dumbledore readers say "FINALLY" and other stuff that I don't know right now.
A/N2: Review review review. Remember 35 reviews and then I'll write another chapter.
