Just An Ordinary Boy: Chapter 2
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Well the rest of that day went on normally. Hermione hadn't really been paying much attention in her classes, she kept on thinking about the three words she had thought in charms. She still couldn't figure out what it meant. Did it mean she was crazy? Obsessed? Crazy and Obsessed? Right now she was up for all of the above. She didn't know. As the trio headed to the Great Hall for lunch Hermione dropped all of her books on the floor because she hadn't been paying much attention to what she was doing. Ron was really hungry so Hermione told him he could go ahead. Harry stayed and helped her with her books. She was picking up her Arithmancy book and looked up and saw those green pools staring into her brown eyes and she felt as if she was being read by him, as she always did. He smiled and she returned the smile. They both stood up and Harry brushed her off and handed her the Potions book she dropped.
"Hermione are you okay?" Harry asked with his wrinkled brow and a concerned look on his face.
"Yes," Hermione replied while she fixed her books "Yes, Harry I'm alright thank you." She had felt like crying about three seconds before but Harry's voice seemed to make her feel good inside as if life was perfect.
"Okay," Harry replied and swiped his brow jokingly. "We better head to the Great Hall. Ron probably ate the place out of house and home by now." And they laughed the rest of the way to the Great Hall.
Hermione felt so light she thought she could fly. She didn't know what this meant. Every time she was around Harry everything seemed to be perfect. She felt that any problem she had, all she had to do was look at Harry and she would feel that life was beautiful.
'Come on Granger. Pull yourself together.' She thought to herself, 'You don't love Harry.' Then she looked to her left and saw Harry walking alongside her. He looked at her with those beautiful eyes and smiled his beautiful smile. 'Okay maybe you do.' 'But you can't melt every time he looks at you.' 'Control yourself.'
They sat down in the vacant seats next to Ron. Actually there were many vacant seats near Ron. No one wanted to get sprayed, especially with hot clam chowder!
"Hi guys." Ron said
"Hi Ron." They said
"Ron are you done? Transfiguration is gonna start in a couple of minutes." Hermione said
"Yeah Ron. We don't want to be late, do we?" Harry said sarcastically
"Come on Harry, you can get through forty minutes of it." Hermione said
"O yeah. Who wants to bet that poor animal is going to be pink when I'm done with it?" Harry asked
"I will. I'll put 5 sickles that animal is gonna be pink when he's done with it!" Ron said.
"Okay, well I'll give you 10 sickles if it's pink at the end of the class." Hermione said
They walked to McGonagall's classroom after pulling Neville out of the trick staircase for the second time that week. They sat down in their normal seats and took out their books, quills, ink, and their wand. Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom and wrote on the board:
Pop Quiz. "Please take out your wand and put everything else away." She explained, "This test will be performed in the classroom. I have set up barriers between the desks so you cannot hear what your neighbor is saying." "The test will include turning a cat into a mouse, a dog into a squirrel, and an ant into a spider." "Please begin."
Suddenly cats appeared on their desks and they began to work.
"Morph-oo-sis!" Hermione said
"Morphoosis!" Ron said
"Morph-i-sis!" BOOM! The classroom shook and Professor McGonagall ran to Harry's desk. She didn't find a cat or a mouse. She found a pink teapot with the design of a cat chasing a mouse on it.
"Mr. Potter! There is no need for you to continue the quiz. I will give you another chance but, if you fail that quiz your grade will stay the same as it is now...F!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed as she picked up the teapot and walked back to her desk. Harry turned to Hermione and gave her a smile and shrugged. She returned the smile and continued her quiz, wanting it to be over so she could continue dreaming about the nearing tutoring session.
The day went on. Potions went on normally as Neville melted his 8th cauldron this semester.
"Longbottom, you imbecile! Why did you put in two bezoars. I specifically said ONE! Snape exclaimed. "Ms. Granger, please help him fix that. Mr. Longbottom you have just lost 30 points for Gryffindor."
"Don't worry Neville, he's overreacting, all I have to do is pinch in some Powdered Beetle and everything will be fine." Hermione said. "See it's turning red already." She smiled at Neville and he weakly returned the favor. He still had tears in his eyes. She gave him a hug and walked back to his desk.
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Meanwhile Harry dumped in about 3 cups of Powdered Beetle into his cauldron while he watched Hermione help Neville with his potion. He couldn't help but smile when she gave him a hug to make him feel better, but he also felt a small urge to run over there and punch him in the stomach. He saw her starting to walk back to the seat next to him and he turned back to his potion which had turned a puke green from all that Powdered Beetle. He threw in an extra bezoar and everything went right. He wanted to look smart when Hermione came back.
'Smart. Why do I want to look smart for Hermione?' He thought 'She's seen me at my dumbest.' 'Come on Potter, get a grip.'
He turned to look at her and saw she was staring at him with a puzzled look on her face. Probably because he had just added about 7 beaver's teeth into his potion and beaver's teeth wasn't even in the recipe. The bell rang and they all gathered their supplies and walked out of the room. Hermione still a little confused about the way Harry acted in Potions.
The afternoon turned into evening and then evening turned into night. Hermione was sitting in the common room reading what looked like Hogwarts, A History, but under those pages was a trashy romance novel she had checked out of the library. If anyone, especially Harry saw her reading this she would die. Literally. Ron and Harry were playing a game of Wizard's Chess. Harry was losing. Bad.
"Checkmate, Harry you fell right into that trap! Ha!" Ron said
"Good game Ron." Harry said
"Yeah, you too Harry." Ron said as he stifled a yawn, "I'm going to bed. You coming Harry?"
"No, I think I'll stick around here for a little while." Harry said
Hermione smiled behind her book and said in a muffled voice,
"Goodnight Ron."
"Goodnight guys." He replied. They listened as he walked up the stairs and shut the door behind him.
"Okay Harry we should start now. Let me go to my room and get my wand and books." Hermione said.
"Okay, but we'll have to share that book. I don't want to wake any of the guys." Harry said as he took his wand out of his pocket.
"Okay." Hermione replied. She ran up the stairs and Harry heard the door close as he put his fingers through his unruly hair. He caught himself straightening his shirt and stopped.
'Potter what in bloody hell are you doing?' He thought 'She's just Hermione!'
'He then heard the faint noise of a door close and then Hermione appeared at the foot of the stairs. His eyes suddenly widened as he looked at her. She had changed into a pair of flannel pants and a spaghetti strap shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail and locks of hair fell across her face. She looked amazing. She walked over to the fire and sat down on the carpet and opened the book in front of her.
"Harry are you coming?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah." Harry said and he walked over to the fire and sat next to her.
"Okay, now the first thing we should cover is probably the way you should hold the wand while doing this." She took Harry's wrist and her heart seemed to jump right into her throat.
"Okay, now you swish the wand like this," she said as she moved her hand side to side very gently. Harry turned to her and she looked deep into his eyes. His face was dimly lit by the fire and his eyes were looking right into her own. Their faces were inching closer and closer together until they were so close she could feel his warm breath on her face. Harry then kissed her very gently on the mouth and they parted. He then smiled at her and she returned the favor. Then they began to kiss again. Little did they know that in there was someone watching them, watching the person they loved since they first laid eyes on them being taken by their best friend...
A/N: Ha ha cliffy! Who do you think was watching the new found lovers kiss? Tell me in your reviews. By the way please write them... ~_~