~*Not Nice*~
Chapter Ten: Hermione
A/N: I'm sorry. I love you.
"... Yes, you see the signs? It means you will seek 'great happiness'!" Professor T. explained.
Harry and Ron were in Divination, listening---or rather watching--- Professor Trelawney drone on and on about the Taro Cards Lavender Brown had. So far, Professor hadn't gone near Harry, nor read his cards. But Harry had a feeling she was going to---sooner or later.
Sure enough, exactly fifteen minutes later, Professor came gliding across the room, past Ron and then peered at Harry's cards.
She studied them for what seemed like ages. "Hmm. They're not like last time I saw them."
"What do you see?" breathed Lavender Brown.
Professor Trelawney tapped her chin. "I quite understand. This card shows that your life will soon be in total anguish and desolation."
Harry looked up at Professor Trelawney from his pouf. He blinked. "So what you're basically saying is whatever my card says right now is the same said last time."
Professor Trelawney cleared her throat as she straightened her spectacles. "Why, yes. Except this time, your bad luck is going worst as it goes ..." she said mysteriously, her eyes bulging. How she did that, really gave Harry and Ron the creeps.
"Ahem. Class, dismiss."
The class filed out and left for their next class.
"What do you reckon she meant when she said that stuff about your card?" Ron asked.
Harry shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe I'm going to start seeing omens everywhere?"
Ron shook his head, laughing hollowly. "Ah, you already saw the Grim only two years ago, and it turned out to be Sirius!"
"Yea-"
"Out of my way, Potter!" someone shouted.
Harry jumped aside as Malfoy rushed past him, along with Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron whistled after Malfoy. "Whoa. What was that about?"
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Whatever it was, it must've been really bad."
Ron checked his watch. "We're late."
"Late?"
"Care of Magical Creatures!"
"Oh...yea..." Harry thought aloud.
Ron and Harry walked across the grounds to Hagrid's hut without Hermione, since she never showed up.
When Harry and Ron met Hagrid, a harassed-looking Hermione rushed up to them at once.
"Phew. I was wondering when you'd two get here!" she panted.
Ron popped his eyes open. "Are you crackers?! We waited for you but you never showed up!"
Hermione looked behind her. "I met Harold outside of Muggle Studies. It turns out he was waiting for me. So I HAD to walk with him here."
"Yo, Hermione!"
Harold was walking toward the three. "Well, well, well. It seems like you three never separate. I always see you three together!" he commented skeptically.
"It's in our genes," Ron said sarcastically.
Harold didn't miss the sarcasm. "Really. Now if you two don't mind, can I speak to Hermione in private?"
Harry nudged Ron in the ribs. "C'mon, we might as well go," he whispered.
Ron sighed. "Fine."
Harry and Ron turned away. Ron took Hermione's arm and dragged her with him.
"Ahem. Hermione?" Harold said.
Hermione slumped her shoulders. "Whuh?"
Harold grinned. "Can I speak to you for a moment?"
Harry looked after her. He knew she felt absolutely revolted. But Hermione came back a few minutes later, looking rather flushed.
I hope you REALLY hurt him Hermione, Harry thought.
"What's going on?" Ron demanded immediately.
"He asked me if I wanted to go to Hogsmeade with him the next time we have a visit there," Hermione said.
"And...?" Harry asked, dreading the answer.
"I refused, and he accused me of disliking him."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Well DHUDE, it's not exactly secret that we dislike him."
Hermione was rather quiet.
A/N: I still love you!! *sob*
Chapter Ten: Hermione
A/N: I'm sorry. I love you.
"... Yes, you see the signs? It means you will seek 'great happiness'!" Professor T. explained.
Harry and Ron were in Divination, listening---or rather watching--- Professor Trelawney drone on and on about the Taro Cards Lavender Brown had. So far, Professor hadn't gone near Harry, nor read his cards. But Harry had a feeling she was going to---sooner or later.
Sure enough, exactly fifteen minutes later, Professor came gliding across the room, past Ron and then peered at Harry's cards.
She studied them for what seemed like ages. "Hmm. They're not like last time I saw them."
"What do you see?" breathed Lavender Brown.
Professor Trelawney tapped her chin. "I quite understand. This card shows that your life will soon be in total anguish and desolation."
Harry looked up at Professor Trelawney from his pouf. He blinked. "So what you're basically saying is whatever my card says right now is the same said last time."
Professor Trelawney cleared her throat as she straightened her spectacles. "Why, yes. Except this time, your bad luck is going worst as it goes ..." she said mysteriously, her eyes bulging. How she did that, really gave Harry and Ron the creeps.
"Ahem. Class, dismiss."
The class filed out and left for their next class.
"What do you reckon she meant when she said that stuff about your card?" Ron asked.
Harry shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe I'm going to start seeing omens everywhere?"
Ron shook his head, laughing hollowly. "Ah, you already saw the Grim only two years ago, and it turned out to be Sirius!"
"Yea-"
"Out of my way, Potter!" someone shouted.
Harry jumped aside as Malfoy rushed past him, along with Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron whistled after Malfoy. "Whoa. What was that about?"
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Whatever it was, it must've been really bad."
Ron checked his watch. "We're late."
"Late?"
"Care of Magical Creatures!"
"Oh...yea..." Harry thought aloud.
Ron and Harry walked across the grounds to Hagrid's hut without Hermione, since she never showed up.
When Harry and Ron met Hagrid, a harassed-looking Hermione rushed up to them at once.
"Phew. I was wondering when you'd two get here!" she panted.
Ron popped his eyes open. "Are you crackers?! We waited for you but you never showed up!"
Hermione looked behind her. "I met Harold outside of Muggle Studies. It turns out he was waiting for me. So I HAD to walk with him here."
"Yo, Hermione!"
Harold was walking toward the three. "Well, well, well. It seems like you three never separate. I always see you three together!" he commented skeptically.
"It's in our genes," Ron said sarcastically.
Harold didn't miss the sarcasm. "Really. Now if you two don't mind, can I speak to Hermione in private?"
Harry nudged Ron in the ribs. "C'mon, we might as well go," he whispered.
Ron sighed. "Fine."
Harry and Ron turned away. Ron took Hermione's arm and dragged her with him.
"Ahem. Hermione?" Harold said.
Hermione slumped her shoulders. "Whuh?"
Harold grinned. "Can I speak to you for a moment?"
Harry looked after her. He knew she felt absolutely revolted. But Hermione came back a few minutes later, looking rather flushed.
I hope you REALLY hurt him Hermione, Harry thought.
"What's going on?" Ron demanded immediately.
"He asked me if I wanted to go to Hogsmeade with him the next time we have a visit there," Hermione said.
"And...?" Harry asked, dreading the answer.
"I refused, and he accused me of disliking him."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Well DHUDE, it's not exactly secret that we dislike him."
Hermione was rather quiet.
A/N: I still love you!! *sob*