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without further ado.Chapter 3.
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Hermione stepped down from the train, watching the hubbub of people swarm off the trains. Harry came in step beside her, and Ron was still off flirting with Lavender somewhere. Hermione looked down briefly at the gold locket that Harry had given her in the train. He had bought it when he was on holiday with Sirius. She smiled as she remembered how nervous he had gotten when he gave it to her. 'Maybe he likes me.' Hermione thought dreamily, 'No! Wake up, Hermione! Why would Harry ever like you of all people? He likes Cho Chang.he just got you the necklace because he's your friend.' Hermione sighed heavily and walked with Harry towards the boats waiting to take them to Hogwarts.
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Harry sat down in between Ron and Hermione at dinner that night, ready for the Sorting to begin. Ron had his back to him, busily chatting it up with Lavender who was looking very flustered. All at once the Sorting Hat was brought out, and it began to sing its' little ditty. "Isn't that just amazing?" Hermione whispered to him dreamily, her breath warm on his neck and ear, making him squirm uncomfortably, "It comes up with a new one every year.I guess that's what it does all year in Dumbledore's office, huh?" Doubting he could say something if he wanted to, Harry just nodded. "Accedon, Matilda!" McGonagall's voice filled the silent hall. A very short, skinny girl walked up to the stool and pushed the Sorting Hat down onto her mousy brown hair. "Hm.yes.yes, this is easy. HUFFLEPUFF!" the Sorting Hat cried, and applause rang up from the Hufflepuff table. By the time McGonagall had reached, 'White, Frederick' Harry was incredibly hungry, and was dying to talk to Hermione again. As Frederick was welcomed to the Slytherin table, Ron nudged him in the side and leaned in to whisper something to him. "You get to give Hermione that-" "Yeah. I think she liked it," Harry said with a grin, "Though I doubt she likes me it's still worth trying, right?" "Wicked!" Ron returned his grin and motioned with a hand to Lavender. "I think she's fond of me, Harry." Harry turned to get a better look of Lavender who was looking very green and speaking in hushed tones to her friends. "Uh.right, Ron," he said with a fake smile, "I'm sure she does too." 'Great. Ron and I both are gonna be without girlfriends for another year.' "GRYFINDOR!" the Sorting Hat screamed out as the last student, Fiona Zimmerman hurriedly scuttled to the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore stood, holding his hands up for silence. He got it quickly, and all eyes gazed upon the aging wizard. "Well, students. There are very few things to tell you this year. One, Filch has asked me to repeat again and again that the Lake is not for swimming purposes," as he said this, Harry was almost certain that he saw Dumbledore's eye flicker towards Fred and George Weasley mischievously, "and I may also remind you the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students at all times," here he thought his eyes flick to Harry, and Harry flushed and wriggled uncomfortably, "Other than that, I have two words for you all to welcome you here for another wonderful school term. Let's eat!" Hermione turned to Harry with a grin as the food instantly appeared on the table, and they heard the delighted squeals of first years. As Harry reached for his goblet filled with pumpkin juice, he wondered just how much Hermione liked him.in that way.
PLEASE R/R!!!!!!! (
Disclaimer- plain and simple, I don't own Harry Potter, I don't have the rights to JK Rowling, blah, blah, blah, blah.
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Hermione stepped down from the train, watching the hubbub of people swarm off the trains. Harry came in step beside her, and Ron was still off flirting with Lavender somewhere. Hermione looked down briefly at the gold locket that Harry had given her in the train. He had bought it when he was on holiday with Sirius. She smiled as she remembered how nervous he had gotten when he gave it to her. 'Maybe he likes me.' Hermione thought dreamily, 'No! Wake up, Hermione! Why would Harry ever like you of all people? He likes Cho Chang.he just got you the necklace because he's your friend.' Hermione sighed heavily and walked with Harry towards the boats waiting to take them to Hogwarts.
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Harry sat down in between Ron and Hermione at dinner that night, ready for the Sorting to begin. Ron had his back to him, busily chatting it up with Lavender who was looking very flustered. All at once the Sorting Hat was brought out, and it began to sing its' little ditty. "Isn't that just amazing?" Hermione whispered to him dreamily, her breath warm on his neck and ear, making him squirm uncomfortably, "It comes up with a new one every year.I guess that's what it does all year in Dumbledore's office, huh?" Doubting he could say something if he wanted to, Harry just nodded. "Accedon, Matilda!" McGonagall's voice filled the silent hall. A very short, skinny girl walked up to the stool and pushed the Sorting Hat down onto her mousy brown hair. "Hm.yes.yes, this is easy. HUFFLEPUFF!" the Sorting Hat cried, and applause rang up from the Hufflepuff table. By the time McGonagall had reached, 'White, Frederick' Harry was incredibly hungry, and was dying to talk to Hermione again. As Frederick was welcomed to the Slytherin table, Ron nudged him in the side and leaned in to whisper something to him. "You get to give Hermione that-" "Yeah. I think she liked it," Harry said with a grin, "Though I doubt she likes me it's still worth trying, right?" "Wicked!" Ron returned his grin and motioned with a hand to Lavender. "I think she's fond of me, Harry." Harry turned to get a better look of Lavender who was looking very green and speaking in hushed tones to her friends. "Uh.right, Ron," he said with a fake smile, "I'm sure she does too." 'Great. Ron and I both are gonna be without girlfriends for another year.' "GRYFINDOR!" the Sorting Hat screamed out as the last student, Fiona Zimmerman hurriedly scuttled to the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore stood, holding his hands up for silence. He got it quickly, and all eyes gazed upon the aging wizard. "Well, students. There are very few things to tell you this year. One, Filch has asked me to repeat again and again that the Lake is not for swimming purposes," as he said this, Harry was almost certain that he saw Dumbledore's eye flicker towards Fred and George Weasley mischievously, "and I may also remind you the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students at all times," here he thought his eyes flick to Harry, and Harry flushed and wriggled uncomfortably, "Other than that, I have two words for you all to welcome you here for another wonderful school term. Let's eat!" Hermione turned to Harry with a grin as the food instantly appeared on the table, and they heard the delighted squeals of first years. As Harry reached for his goblet filled with pumpkin juice, he wondered just how much Hermione liked him.in that way.
PLEASE R/R!!!!!!! (
Disclaimer- plain and simple, I don't own Harry Potter, I don't have the rights to JK Rowling, blah, blah, blah, blah.