If you tried to read this the first and second day it was up, sorry about
the weird spacing. Somewhere between my comp and ff.n it got a little
screwy. Let me know if anything is still weird. Thankx ~Jess
Now on with the show: Tell Me Your Secrets By: j.j. Alan
Vision: Large dog house with a huddled j.j. Alan in it, desperately trying to find a way out with out being battered by certain friends and reviewers for not updating for a very long time.
Ummmm...Yeah, (or should I say "YE-ah"~ the Ladies Man) sorry about not updating for like forever. I meant to, I just haven't found time. Yeah, I know, lame excuse, but seeing as I don't really have a lot of ppl religiously following my story, It doesn't really matter that much.. I hope you like this next chapter and sry if there are minor spelling errors; I'm trying to learn how to touch type.
Please, Please, Please R&R!!!!
Thank You!!!!!!
~Jess j.j. Alan
Previously, in Tell Me Your Secrets:
"Malfoy, get back here, COWARD!" Harry yelled at the closed portrait separating the Gryffindor and Slytherin dorms. Then he turned to Ginny, "are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Before she could answer Ginny burst into tears. Harry pulled her to his chest and whispered quietly into her soft, red hair. "Malfoy is gonna pay for messin with you, he's never going to touch you again."
Ginny managed to pull away from Harry just enough to look into his eyes. She sniffled out "No Harry, just leave him alone, I appreciate it though." She felt so stupid just bursting into tears like that in front of him. Wiping her eyes with her sleeved, she looked back into Harry's green eyes. Those eyes were filled with concern and anger and . . . could she see love? No it couldn't be, could it? That would be the best thing to ever happen to Ginny, if Harry loved her.
"Ginny, is something the matter? Like, besides this?" She was to busy thinking about Harry maybe loving her to notice that she had been staring at him for nearly a minute.
"No, just a bit shaken up, that's all. Could we go sit down?"
The couple walked down the hall to the new common room, Harry taking a seat on one of the big common room chairs. Ginny still feeling a little scared took a seat right on top of him, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Do you mind if I sit like this?" Ginny asked into Harry's chest.
"No that's great, wherever you're comfortable." Harry loved the feel of Ginny's weight pressing against him. Everything about her made him just want to thank god that he'd found her, and Harry wasn't even really religious. He only wished he knew what this feeling meant. The more he thought about it the more he thought about it the more the answer became clearer to him. With Ginny asleep on his lap, she had dozed off almost as soon as she sat down, Harry had everything figured out.
Hermione's Dorm Normal POV:
Hermione sat alone on the thick gold and maroon rug that lined the area in front of her bed. Lightly resting her back against the foot of her bed, but still keeping perfect posture. After seven years of dance one of the only things she remembered was that slouching ruins your back. She only wished after all the wasted time perfecting her turnout and sucking up to a teacher could have left her just a little bit more graceful.
On her lap, lie a short roll of parchment inscribed with her own writing. A packing list she had written weeks before her Hogwarts supply list even arrived. She quietly mumbled its contents, carefully checking everything so that it was present and accounted for.
"Let's see, Previous Year's books." Hermione brought every book she ever used throughout the years, just incase any were needed for reference. "Check, on the bookshelf over the desk, organized by year." Her room, although no larger than the average dorm room, did not appear very cramped considering all the belongings Hermione brought along: A small Library of books, parchment and supplies for years, A large wizard stereo- the same thing as a muggle one, only a bit moody. It gets awful cranky when you turn it on any later than midnight- and, unlike other years, Hermione brought lots of clothes, both muggle and witch. Everything was so organized and off the floor that you could never tell so many things were contained in the small space.
Also unlike previous years, Hermione was given a single dorm room, without any roommates. The new co-ed dorms were built for all four houses. But, since only two houses had elected the dorms, extra rooms were available. Every seventh year and the Prefect could opt for single room. So of course everyone took advantage of that option. A single room could sometimes be lonely, but the privacy totally surpassed any notion of loneliness. Living in close proximity to your friends sounds nice until it actually happens-then it is horrible.
Just as Mione was about to read the last line of her packing list, there was a loud knock on the door followed immediately by someone opening the door. A slightly stressed male voice,
"I hope you're decent, because I'm coming in. But, in case you're not, I'm covering my eyes so I don't see anything." The voice paused quickly and then continued in hurried speech, "Not that I wouldn't want to see anything, I wouldn't really care, we're all friends. It's just for your privacy and-"
Hermione stood up and cut him off before he could make an even bigger fool out of himself. "Ron you can take your hand off of your eyes. And next time you could just knock and save yourself from the long explanation."
Ron stuck his hands into his pockets nervously as his ears blushed a little red." Well what I meant was-"
He was cut off again, "look, I don't really care. But, anyways, what's up?"
"Huh..." He looked up at her slightly puzzled, like he forgot where he was, "oh, Yeah, Right. Sorry about rushing in I just couldn't stay in the common room any longer. My sister and Harry are being all lovey-dovey again, it is just disgusting" Ron made a cringing face and shook his head. He began to slowly walk the length of Hermione's room, moving his hands as he spoke, "I mean, can't they move their relationship a bit slower? It's moving too fast for Ginny, not to mention I need time to get used to the two of them being together."
"I think it might be time for you to stop hanging over your sister like she can't deal with anything by herself." Hermione interjected, "she knows what she's doing."
"She doesn't know what she's doing! It is way to fast for a girl her age!" Ron said in a stern, defying voice. He stopped pacing and looked to Mione
"Could you be any more stubborn?!?" Hermione projected, moving her arms up and down to emphasize her words. "If I have told you once, I've told you a thousand times; Ginny is her own person, she can make her own decisions and you have to control over her! And you should talk; you had no problem going nearly all the way with Lavender brown last year, which if I may remind you was the same age at the time as Ginny is now!" She ended with her arms still in the air and stared at Ron; as if you say take that!
"First off I'm not stubborn!" Ron said waving his finger at Hermione, "and second, you cannot compare Ginny to Lavender Brown. Lavender wants to do all that stuff with guys. Ginny is innocent and stuff!" He looked up to Mione hoping for support, however none was given.
"You're losing this one, fast. Also if I remember right Lavender and you were together on a dare, so it didn't exactly start by choice." Hermione crossed her arms and looked triumphantly at Ron. She paused and then continued, "There are a lot of things you don't know about your sister, Ron."
"Well there shouldn't be things I don't know, I demand to know. Tell me!" He crossed his arms and stepped closer to her so that they were facing, then stared questioningly at Hermione, waiting for an answer.
"I'm not telling you anything," She said, shifting her weight to one foot, "It is ridiculous that you even ask!"
"I'm her older brother I have a right to know!" he said not taking her eyes from her and stepping closer to her.
With the two almost a foot apart, "You have to right to know anything!" Mione said and positioned her weight on both feet once more. "I will not keep fighting with you over this!"
" Were not fighting!" Ron said and unintentionally leaned closer to Mione, while moving his arms out to the sides.
Same Time: Ron's POV
Jeeze, her lips smell really good. I can't believe this is turning into a fight again. I just came in here to chat because I didn't want to wait in the common room. Why can't we ever just have a peaceful conversation? Oh yeah, it's me and Hermione, we've never had a civil conversation. Hmmm .. I wonder what her lips would taste like. They look so soft and yummy, like candy or something only better. Wait why am I thinking about this right now? You're supposed to be bickering Ron, stay on track!
"You're right we're not fighting, you just keep disagreeing with every single thing I say!" she said and put her hands on her hips. Damn why does she have to do that, it makes her look so hot, almost as good as when she shifted her weight or whatever. Aww man, not again, stupid hormones.
Great she thinks I want to fight with her, I don't want to fight I just can't help it. It's like second nature. Right after eat and sleep there is fight with Hermione. I guess maybe I could try and not seem so disagreeable.
"I don't disagree with everything you say, I just happen to be opinionated on these particular subjects." Ok maybe that can soften the mood a bit, it's getting a little hostile in here
Same time: Hermione's POV
Did Ron just try and not fight with me? Granted he did disagree with me again but it wasn't as like mean. Woah, this is weird. Not that I don't mind, I told myself I would try to get along with Ron this year and maybe he would like me. So far this isn't really working; maybe I'll try and follow his lead. Maybe try and get the atmosphere a little less hostile in here.
"Yeah, like there is a really huge difference." I'll look up at him and try to seem innocent, or cute or whatever. Me trying to be cute- that is like trying to tell Draco to stop hating me! Ok this is a bit awkward, what do we say now. Kind of blatantly Ron looked around the room, obviously trying to find something to say. For the first time since I have been in Hogwarts I have to admit that I can not find a single Thing to say, not a single trivia fact about our current surroundings or anything. Fortunately, the silence was broken by a sudden, strong rapping at my dorm door, causing the thick oak to slowly creek open. Cautiously I bent to look out of the slender opening, but to my surprise their was no one there. I could feel Ron come to my side to see just who had , thankfully, disrupted our little meeting.
"Where'd they go?" He said stepping out to look back and forth down the long corridors. Just at he did this a soft crunch was herd under his feet. Sitting just in front of my doorway lay an embossed piece of Parchment,
"Ron Move you're foot," Hermione said in a slightly agitated tone. But as she was still trying to attempt cuteness and slightly grazed her hand over Ron's ankle to move it while added a, "Please." She then continued to read the letter aloud:
"Miss. Granger,
Unfortunately the house elves have not arrived yet, and the dorm bathrooms are missing the necessary toiletries. If you would go to the Joint supply closet on the right side of the hall just before the barrier between the houses and retrieve the supplies for the bathroom it would be a great help. You assistance is sincerely appreciated.
Signed,
Professor McGonagall"
"I guess that is one downside of being a prefect." Ron said , as he turned slowly to walk away.
"Hey where do you think you're goin Mister?" Hermione said playfully.
"Who, me?" Ron responded, "Well I was just gonna go, ummm, study. yeah"
Hermione walked and looped her arm through Ron's and kind of pulled him down the hall, "Oh, ca mon." She said.
Ron followed; fake reluctantly, while in reality he was happy to find one more excuse to hang with Hermione.
Hey guys! Sry this chapie took soooooooooooooo long, I'll have the next one out much much sooner. Thankx to all my reviewers and Readers. Please R&R!!!!!!!!! And thank you to Bot@fanfiction.net for e-mailing me and convincing me to finish this chapie.
Now on with the show: Tell Me Your Secrets By: j.j. Alan
Vision: Large dog house with a huddled j.j. Alan in it, desperately trying to find a way out with out being battered by certain friends and reviewers for not updating for a very long time.
Ummmm...Yeah, (or should I say "YE-ah"~ the Ladies Man) sorry about not updating for like forever. I meant to, I just haven't found time. Yeah, I know, lame excuse, but seeing as I don't really have a lot of ppl religiously following my story, It doesn't really matter that much.. I hope you like this next chapter and sry if there are minor spelling errors; I'm trying to learn how to touch type.
Please, Please, Please R&R!!!!
Thank You!!!!!!
~Jess j.j. Alan
Previously, in Tell Me Your Secrets:
"Malfoy, get back here, COWARD!" Harry yelled at the closed portrait separating the Gryffindor and Slytherin dorms. Then he turned to Ginny, "are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Before she could answer Ginny burst into tears. Harry pulled her to his chest and whispered quietly into her soft, red hair. "Malfoy is gonna pay for messin with you, he's never going to touch you again."
Ginny managed to pull away from Harry just enough to look into his eyes. She sniffled out "No Harry, just leave him alone, I appreciate it though." She felt so stupid just bursting into tears like that in front of him. Wiping her eyes with her sleeved, she looked back into Harry's green eyes. Those eyes were filled with concern and anger and . . . could she see love? No it couldn't be, could it? That would be the best thing to ever happen to Ginny, if Harry loved her.
"Ginny, is something the matter? Like, besides this?" She was to busy thinking about Harry maybe loving her to notice that she had been staring at him for nearly a minute.
"No, just a bit shaken up, that's all. Could we go sit down?"
The couple walked down the hall to the new common room, Harry taking a seat on one of the big common room chairs. Ginny still feeling a little scared took a seat right on top of him, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Do you mind if I sit like this?" Ginny asked into Harry's chest.
"No that's great, wherever you're comfortable." Harry loved the feel of Ginny's weight pressing against him. Everything about her made him just want to thank god that he'd found her, and Harry wasn't even really religious. He only wished he knew what this feeling meant. The more he thought about it the more he thought about it the more the answer became clearer to him. With Ginny asleep on his lap, she had dozed off almost as soon as she sat down, Harry had everything figured out.
Hermione's Dorm Normal POV:
Hermione sat alone on the thick gold and maroon rug that lined the area in front of her bed. Lightly resting her back against the foot of her bed, but still keeping perfect posture. After seven years of dance one of the only things she remembered was that slouching ruins your back. She only wished after all the wasted time perfecting her turnout and sucking up to a teacher could have left her just a little bit more graceful.
On her lap, lie a short roll of parchment inscribed with her own writing. A packing list she had written weeks before her Hogwarts supply list even arrived. She quietly mumbled its contents, carefully checking everything so that it was present and accounted for.
"Let's see, Previous Year's books." Hermione brought every book she ever used throughout the years, just incase any were needed for reference. "Check, on the bookshelf over the desk, organized by year." Her room, although no larger than the average dorm room, did not appear very cramped considering all the belongings Hermione brought along: A small Library of books, parchment and supplies for years, A large wizard stereo- the same thing as a muggle one, only a bit moody. It gets awful cranky when you turn it on any later than midnight- and, unlike other years, Hermione brought lots of clothes, both muggle and witch. Everything was so organized and off the floor that you could never tell so many things were contained in the small space.
Also unlike previous years, Hermione was given a single dorm room, without any roommates. The new co-ed dorms were built for all four houses. But, since only two houses had elected the dorms, extra rooms were available. Every seventh year and the Prefect could opt for single room. So of course everyone took advantage of that option. A single room could sometimes be lonely, but the privacy totally surpassed any notion of loneliness. Living in close proximity to your friends sounds nice until it actually happens-then it is horrible.
Just as Mione was about to read the last line of her packing list, there was a loud knock on the door followed immediately by someone opening the door. A slightly stressed male voice,
"I hope you're decent, because I'm coming in. But, in case you're not, I'm covering my eyes so I don't see anything." The voice paused quickly and then continued in hurried speech, "Not that I wouldn't want to see anything, I wouldn't really care, we're all friends. It's just for your privacy and-"
Hermione stood up and cut him off before he could make an even bigger fool out of himself. "Ron you can take your hand off of your eyes. And next time you could just knock and save yourself from the long explanation."
Ron stuck his hands into his pockets nervously as his ears blushed a little red." Well what I meant was-"
He was cut off again, "look, I don't really care. But, anyways, what's up?"
"Huh..." He looked up at her slightly puzzled, like he forgot where he was, "oh, Yeah, Right. Sorry about rushing in I just couldn't stay in the common room any longer. My sister and Harry are being all lovey-dovey again, it is just disgusting" Ron made a cringing face and shook his head. He began to slowly walk the length of Hermione's room, moving his hands as he spoke, "I mean, can't they move their relationship a bit slower? It's moving too fast for Ginny, not to mention I need time to get used to the two of them being together."
"I think it might be time for you to stop hanging over your sister like she can't deal with anything by herself." Hermione interjected, "she knows what she's doing."
"She doesn't know what she's doing! It is way to fast for a girl her age!" Ron said in a stern, defying voice. He stopped pacing and looked to Mione
"Could you be any more stubborn?!?" Hermione projected, moving her arms up and down to emphasize her words. "If I have told you once, I've told you a thousand times; Ginny is her own person, she can make her own decisions and you have to control over her! And you should talk; you had no problem going nearly all the way with Lavender brown last year, which if I may remind you was the same age at the time as Ginny is now!" She ended with her arms still in the air and stared at Ron; as if you say take that!
"First off I'm not stubborn!" Ron said waving his finger at Hermione, "and second, you cannot compare Ginny to Lavender Brown. Lavender wants to do all that stuff with guys. Ginny is innocent and stuff!" He looked up to Mione hoping for support, however none was given.
"You're losing this one, fast. Also if I remember right Lavender and you were together on a dare, so it didn't exactly start by choice." Hermione crossed her arms and looked triumphantly at Ron. She paused and then continued, "There are a lot of things you don't know about your sister, Ron."
"Well there shouldn't be things I don't know, I demand to know. Tell me!" He crossed his arms and stepped closer to her so that they were facing, then stared questioningly at Hermione, waiting for an answer.
"I'm not telling you anything," She said, shifting her weight to one foot, "It is ridiculous that you even ask!"
"I'm her older brother I have a right to know!" he said not taking her eyes from her and stepping closer to her.
With the two almost a foot apart, "You have to right to know anything!" Mione said and positioned her weight on both feet once more. "I will not keep fighting with you over this!"
" Were not fighting!" Ron said and unintentionally leaned closer to Mione, while moving his arms out to the sides.
Same Time: Ron's POV
Jeeze, her lips smell really good. I can't believe this is turning into a fight again. I just came in here to chat because I didn't want to wait in the common room. Why can't we ever just have a peaceful conversation? Oh yeah, it's me and Hermione, we've never had a civil conversation. Hmmm .. I wonder what her lips would taste like. They look so soft and yummy, like candy or something only better. Wait why am I thinking about this right now? You're supposed to be bickering Ron, stay on track!
"You're right we're not fighting, you just keep disagreeing with every single thing I say!" she said and put her hands on her hips. Damn why does she have to do that, it makes her look so hot, almost as good as when she shifted her weight or whatever. Aww man, not again, stupid hormones.
Great she thinks I want to fight with her, I don't want to fight I just can't help it. It's like second nature. Right after eat and sleep there is fight with Hermione. I guess maybe I could try and not seem so disagreeable.
"I don't disagree with everything you say, I just happen to be opinionated on these particular subjects." Ok maybe that can soften the mood a bit, it's getting a little hostile in here
Same time: Hermione's POV
Did Ron just try and not fight with me? Granted he did disagree with me again but it wasn't as like mean. Woah, this is weird. Not that I don't mind, I told myself I would try to get along with Ron this year and maybe he would like me. So far this isn't really working; maybe I'll try and follow his lead. Maybe try and get the atmosphere a little less hostile in here.
"Yeah, like there is a really huge difference." I'll look up at him and try to seem innocent, or cute or whatever. Me trying to be cute- that is like trying to tell Draco to stop hating me! Ok this is a bit awkward, what do we say now. Kind of blatantly Ron looked around the room, obviously trying to find something to say. For the first time since I have been in Hogwarts I have to admit that I can not find a single Thing to say, not a single trivia fact about our current surroundings or anything. Fortunately, the silence was broken by a sudden, strong rapping at my dorm door, causing the thick oak to slowly creek open. Cautiously I bent to look out of the slender opening, but to my surprise their was no one there. I could feel Ron come to my side to see just who had , thankfully, disrupted our little meeting.
"Where'd they go?" He said stepping out to look back and forth down the long corridors. Just at he did this a soft crunch was herd under his feet. Sitting just in front of my doorway lay an embossed piece of Parchment,
"Ron Move you're foot," Hermione said in a slightly agitated tone. But as she was still trying to attempt cuteness and slightly grazed her hand over Ron's ankle to move it while added a, "Please." She then continued to read the letter aloud:
"Miss. Granger,
Unfortunately the house elves have not arrived yet, and the dorm bathrooms are missing the necessary toiletries. If you would go to the Joint supply closet on the right side of the hall just before the barrier between the houses and retrieve the supplies for the bathroom it would be a great help. You assistance is sincerely appreciated.
Signed,
Professor McGonagall"
"I guess that is one downside of being a prefect." Ron said , as he turned slowly to walk away.
"Hey where do you think you're goin Mister?" Hermione said playfully.
"Who, me?" Ron responded, "Well I was just gonna go, ummm, study. yeah"
Hermione walked and looped her arm through Ron's and kind of pulled him down the hall, "Oh, ca mon." She said.
Ron followed; fake reluctantly, while in reality he was happy to find one more excuse to hang with Hermione.
Hey guys! Sry this chapie took soooooooooooooo long, I'll have the next one out much much sooner. Thankx to all my reviewers and Readers. Please R&R!!!!!!!!! And thank you to Bot@fanfiction.net for e-mailing me and convincing me to finish this chapie.