A/N: Thanks so much to everyone for all the sympathy about Pop-Pop. I've greatly appreciated it, and it has quickened my healing. :) Well, yeah, I'm writing this off of the top of my head, so I hope it doesn't suck too badly. :) Also, by request, I'm spacing everything out a bit more, and maybe it'll make it easier to read. :) Enjoy and REVIEW!
Three days later, Hermione sat on her bed and opened up the box that had been given to her by Lavender. (She didn't dare open it before she had to.) First, there was a sweater-like top, but it was tight, that was scarlet with golden trimming. In the middle of it was stitched a golden lion. Hermione took that out and placed it on her bed. Next was a scarlet skirt with slits up the sides; at the bottom was a two inch stripe of gold. She took that out and placed it beneath the top. Underneath that was a tight top with slight sleeves because of the way that the material was folded. That also had gold stitching, and the borders at the bottom and on the sleeves were gold as well, and there was a golden lion. Beneath that was a body-suit like long sleeved top that Hermione assumed was supposed to go underneath the spring season top. When Hermione took those two garments out, there was a scarlet and gold pleated skirt. Hermione grinned, this was going to be fun.
A/N: Song - "Your Song" from Moulin Rouge...DOWNLOAD IT OR SOMETHING!
"Hermione?" whisphered a voice from the door.
Hermione stuffed the two uniforms back into the box and said, "Come in!"
Harry slowly opened up the door, and smiled at Hermione, "Hey," was all he said.
"Hey," said Hermione back, "C'mon in."
"Thanks," said Harry, closing the door to the girls common room and walking over to Hermione's bedside, and slowly sitting down on the edge of her bed.
"What's up?" asked Hermione curiously.
"I just wanted to tell you...I love you, you know that right?" he said, blushing.
Hermione just smiled, and said, "Yes, Harry. I know that. I love you too. Harry?"
"Mmm?"
"How long have you liked me?" Hermione went red.
Harry looked at Hermione, right into her eyes, and said, "Forever."
Hermione smiled, she leaned closer to Harry and felt his lips touch hers. They were slightly wind-burnt and chapped from all the whipping around Harry did on his Firebolt 2000. Harry leaned in more, for a real kiss, but Hermione pulled away.
"Give it a while, Harry," said Hermione, but she was smiling from what the kiss was.
"Of course," said Harry, tints of embarassment inching onto his face.
"Harry," said Hermione, "I see that little embarassment, right there," she touched his cheek, "It's fine."
"Well, I'd better get going," said Harry, getting up and walking to the door, "Just...tell me when you're ready."
Hermione looked at Harry, her eyes glistening, "I don't need words. You'll know."
Harry smiled at Hermione and closed the door gently.
Hermione hit herself on the forehead. HERMIONE! she thought, what the Hell is wrong with you? You love the guy but won't let him do anything!
She pulled out her diary and began to write.
October 6th
Dormitory
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?!? I love Harry so much, and I DREAM about doing "stuff" with him, but when time comes where we might actually do something, I chicken out and don't let him do anything. Ugh...Grr.
Anyway, cheerleading practice is in...an hour. I got the uniforms for the fall and spring. They're pretty nice, but before now I couldn't have seen myself in them...Hmm. ARGH I'M SO MAD AT MYSELF!
-Mione
Hermione shoved her diary under her pillow and walked over to the full length mirror that Lavender had put in the corner of the dormitory at the start of the year. (Leave it to Lavender.) Hermione stared at her image in the mirror.
"Who would've guessed?" she said to herself, "Me...A cheerleader. Hermione went over to her bed, took off her robes, and put on her cheerleading outfit for the fall. She tied up her hair in a high ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror again.
"Wow," she said, she looked amazing. Who would've figured that this was the puffy-haired, perfect, teacher's pet, Hermione; that everyone once knew.
Hey again guys, I'm so sorry that this is such a short fluffy-wuffy little chapter, but I've had no time latley, and it's been stressful to write, and I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer. So yes, yes, I know it's short, so please though, don't complain about the length because I'm apologizing now. Trust me, one of these chapters is going to be really really long and EVERYONE'S going to love it. :) Okay? Thanks you guys! :)
Three days later, Hermione sat on her bed and opened up the box that had been given to her by Lavender. (She didn't dare open it before she had to.) First, there was a sweater-like top, but it was tight, that was scarlet with golden trimming. In the middle of it was stitched a golden lion. Hermione took that out and placed it on her bed. Next was a scarlet skirt with slits up the sides; at the bottom was a two inch stripe of gold. She took that out and placed it beneath the top. Underneath that was a tight top with slight sleeves because of the way that the material was folded. That also had gold stitching, and the borders at the bottom and on the sleeves were gold as well, and there was a golden lion. Beneath that was a body-suit like long sleeved top that Hermione assumed was supposed to go underneath the spring season top. When Hermione took those two garments out, there was a scarlet and gold pleated skirt. Hermione grinned, this was going to be fun.
A/N: Song - "Your Song" from Moulin Rouge...DOWNLOAD IT OR SOMETHING!
"Hermione?" whisphered a voice from the door.
Hermione stuffed the two uniforms back into the box and said, "Come in!"
Harry slowly opened up the door, and smiled at Hermione, "Hey," was all he said.
"Hey," said Hermione back, "C'mon in."
"Thanks," said Harry, closing the door to the girls common room and walking over to Hermione's bedside, and slowly sitting down on the edge of her bed.
"What's up?" asked Hermione curiously.
"I just wanted to tell you...I love you, you know that right?" he said, blushing.
Hermione just smiled, and said, "Yes, Harry. I know that. I love you too. Harry?"
"Mmm?"
"How long have you liked me?" Hermione went red.
Harry looked at Hermione, right into her eyes, and said, "Forever."
Hermione smiled, she leaned closer to Harry and felt his lips touch hers. They were slightly wind-burnt and chapped from all the whipping around Harry did on his Firebolt 2000. Harry leaned in more, for a real kiss, but Hermione pulled away.
"Give it a while, Harry," said Hermione, but she was smiling from what the kiss was.
"Of course," said Harry, tints of embarassment inching onto his face.
"Harry," said Hermione, "I see that little embarassment, right there," she touched his cheek, "It's fine."
"Well, I'd better get going," said Harry, getting up and walking to the door, "Just...tell me when you're ready."
Hermione looked at Harry, her eyes glistening, "I don't need words. You'll know."
Harry smiled at Hermione and closed the door gently.
Hermione hit herself on the forehead. HERMIONE! she thought, what the Hell is wrong with you? You love the guy but won't let him do anything!
She pulled out her diary and began to write.
October 6th
Dormitory
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?!? I love Harry so much, and I DREAM about doing "stuff" with him, but when time comes where we might actually do something, I chicken out and don't let him do anything. Ugh...Grr.
Anyway, cheerleading practice is in...an hour. I got the uniforms for the fall and spring. They're pretty nice, but before now I couldn't have seen myself in them...Hmm. ARGH I'M SO MAD AT MYSELF!
-Mione
Hermione shoved her diary under her pillow and walked over to the full length mirror that Lavender had put in the corner of the dormitory at the start of the year. (Leave it to Lavender.) Hermione stared at her image in the mirror.
"Who would've guessed?" she said to herself, "Me...A cheerleader. Hermione went over to her bed, took off her robes, and put on her cheerleading outfit for the fall. She tied up her hair in a high ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror again.
"Wow," she said, she looked amazing. Who would've figured that this was the puffy-haired, perfect, teacher's pet, Hermione; that everyone once knew.
Hey again guys, I'm so sorry that this is such a short fluffy-wuffy little chapter, but I've had no time latley, and it's been stressful to write, and I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer. So yes, yes, I know it's short, so please though, don't complain about the length because I'm apologizing now. Trust me, one of these chapters is going to be really really long and EVERYONE'S going to love it. :) Okay? Thanks you guys! :)