Chapter 8
~AN~ I am having some major second thoughts on this story, I haven't decided if I should make it Hr/D, or Hr/R….I am leaning more towards Hr/D, but I don't know. Well, keep reading. Peace. Thank you everyone, I don't feel like listing to all right now, besides, only five ppl left me reviews on chapter seven. Believe it or not, lots of nice reviews ARE what make me wanna write more…….some food for thought.
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The next day when Hermione woke up, she thought about everything. About Harry and Ginny who were still stuck in the hospital for three more days, Ron who was suddenly in no mood to talk to anyone, and now Draco who had a sudden spell of…. what? Niceness? Gratitude? Hermione couldn't find a word to describe it. She brushed her hair back into a wispy bun, and grabbed her book bag. She had double potions first off, after breakfast, not a very compelling way to start the day.
Sighing, she began the walk down the stairs. She was surprised to find Ron waiting outside her door. "Uh…hi Ron" she said cautiously.
He nodded at her. "Morning 'Mione." He handed her a small package and an envelope, and with that took of down the stairs. Hermione was very confused. She turned back around and walked right into her room.
She sat down on her bed, leaving her books forgotten on the floor. She tore open the envelope first and a blue piece of paper fluttered into her lap. She picked it up and read Ron's messy handwriting.
Dear Hermione,
I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday. I don't know what's wrong with me. I get overcome by these urges, and there is nothing I can do about it. Maybe I'm sick. I don't know. But I'm really sorry if I hurt you in any way. Can you ever forgive me? I do love you. Don't forget that. The present isn't much, I know, but it was the best I could do.
Yours, Ron
Hermione felt a tear escaping her eye. She left it, and opened the package. A small black box fell out, and she opened it with shaky hands. A small necklace was inside. The charm was a simple silver heart. Hermione gasped, and accidentally dropped the necklace to the ground. She then proceeded to pick it up and fasten it around her neck. It was strangely warm on her bare skin, giving her a strange feeling. She just brushed it off, assuming it to be the feeling of love.
She then ran out the door. If she didn't hurry, she was going to be late for Potions. She already missed breakfast.
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Harry and Ginny were playing wizard chess in the hospital wing. Neither if them were healthy enough yet to walk or doing anything physical, so Madam Pomphrey was keeping them in for a few more days.
"That brother of mine, he can really get worked up over something, huh?" Ginny said lightly, trying to make it seem funny.
Harry didn't laugh. Instead, he gave her a sad look. "Ginny, I don't think Ron's going to cool down about this."
Ginny shrugged. "Sure he will."
Harry, however, couldn't be sure. "Listen to me Ginny, I don't think this is going to work. Ron will never approve of us doing this, and I don't think it's worth it to lose his friendship, when we can still be friends." He explained.
Ginny felt the tears pushing the backs of her eyes, but she was determined not to let Harry see her cry. "You don't think I'm worth it to you?"
Harry sighed. "Ginny, I would give anything to be with you. But, you saw Ron. You know how he gets. Why can't this just be easier? Why does everything in my life have to be so damn difficult?" he was near shouting now.
Ginny placed her hand on his. She didn't know what to say. As much as she hated to admit it, Harry was right. They couldn't be together. "Could we at least…you know…see each other in secret?" she asked him hopefully. He gave her a pained look.
"I guess we could try. But I don't really want to get in trouble either. We've lost enough points for Gryffindor. Oh Ginny, I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed when the tears started falling from her eyes. He tried to comfort her, but it was no use. He was just as heartbroken as she was.
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Ron waited expectantly for Hermione in Potions. But even after ten minutes of class, the seat next to him was still empty. He began to get worried. Suppose she didn't want to see him? Or if she refused to forgive him?
Just then there was a thundering of footsteps down the hall. Then the door flew open and a very flustered Hermione ran in. Ron relaxed when he saw the glint of silver around her neck. "Sorry, Professor, I, uh, wasn't feeling well, and you know, I," she mumbled.
Professor Snape looked delighted to have a reason to take points from Gryffindor. "That's no excuse, Miss Granger, that'll be 20 points from Gryffindor and I'd like to see you after class. Now please take your seat." He instructed, a grin on his face.
Draco began laughing uncontrollably. Imagine, Granger having to serve detention? Snape looked up at him sharply. "Now, normally, Mr. Malfoy, I wouldn't mind a bit of laughter in my classroom, but now is defiantly not the time. You can join Miss Granger after class."
Draco started to open his mouth to protest. No one gave him detention! "But sir-"
Snape cut him off. "I am in no mood right now." Draco sighed and sunk into his seat. He didn't want any contact with Granger if necessary, after what had happened the night before. He still felt somewhat uncomfortable about the situation, something that didn't often happen to him.
Ron leaned over to Hermione and whispered jokingly, "Nice necklace. Where'd you get it?"
Hermione was glad to see him back to his old self. "Hmm…. from my secret admirer I suppose." She joked right back.
They smiled at each other and he grabbed for her hand underneath the table. For that particular moment, life was good.
AN~ sorry my chapters are so short, but I just don't have enough time to write them that long….well…..what will happen after class with Snape? Read to find out Reviews, reviews, reviews! (
~AN~ I am having some major second thoughts on this story, I haven't decided if I should make it Hr/D, or Hr/R….I am leaning more towards Hr/D, but I don't know. Well, keep reading. Peace. Thank you everyone, I don't feel like listing to all right now, besides, only five ppl left me reviews on chapter seven. Believe it or not, lots of nice reviews ARE what make me wanna write more…….some food for thought.
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The next day when Hermione woke up, she thought about everything. About Harry and Ginny who were still stuck in the hospital for three more days, Ron who was suddenly in no mood to talk to anyone, and now Draco who had a sudden spell of…. what? Niceness? Gratitude? Hermione couldn't find a word to describe it. She brushed her hair back into a wispy bun, and grabbed her book bag. She had double potions first off, after breakfast, not a very compelling way to start the day.
Sighing, she began the walk down the stairs. She was surprised to find Ron waiting outside her door. "Uh…hi Ron" she said cautiously.
He nodded at her. "Morning 'Mione." He handed her a small package and an envelope, and with that took of down the stairs. Hermione was very confused. She turned back around and walked right into her room.
She sat down on her bed, leaving her books forgotten on the floor. She tore open the envelope first and a blue piece of paper fluttered into her lap. She picked it up and read Ron's messy handwriting.
Dear Hermione,
I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday. I don't know what's wrong with me. I get overcome by these urges, and there is nothing I can do about it. Maybe I'm sick. I don't know. But I'm really sorry if I hurt you in any way. Can you ever forgive me? I do love you. Don't forget that. The present isn't much, I know, but it was the best I could do.
Yours, Ron
Hermione felt a tear escaping her eye. She left it, and opened the package. A small black box fell out, and she opened it with shaky hands. A small necklace was inside. The charm was a simple silver heart. Hermione gasped, and accidentally dropped the necklace to the ground. She then proceeded to pick it up and fasten it around her neck. It was strangely warm on her bare skin, giving her a strange feeling. She just brushed it off, assuming it to be the feeling of love.
She then ran out the door. If she didn't hurry, she was going to be late for Potions. She already missed breakfast.
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Harry and Ginny were playing wizard chess in the hospital wing. Neither if them were healthy enough yet to walk or doing anything physical, so Madam Pomphrey was keeping them in for a few more days.
"That brother of mine, he can really get worked up over something, huh?" Ginny said lightly, trying to make it seem funny.
Harry didn't laugh. Instead, he gave her a sad look. "Ginny, I don't think Ron's going to cool down about this."
Ginny shrugged. "Sure he will."
Harry, however, couldn't be sure. "Listen to me Ginny, I don't think this is going to work. Ron will never approve of us doing this, and I don't think it's worth it to lose his friendship, when we can still be friends." He explained.
Ginny felt the tears pushing the backs of her eyes, but she was determined not to let Harry see her cry. "You don't think I'm worth it to you?"
Harry sighed. "Ginny, I would give anything to be with you. But, you saw Ron. You know how he gets. Why can't this just be easier? Why does everything in my life have to be so damn difficult?" he was near shouting now.
Ginny placed her hand on his. She didn't know what to say. As much as she hated to admit it, Harry was right. They couldn't be together. "Could we at least…you know…see each other in secret?" she asked him hopefully. He gave her a pained look.
"I guess we could try. But I don't really want to get in trouble either. We've lost enough points for Gryffindor. Oh Ginny, I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed when the tears started falling from her eyes. He tried to comfort her, but it was no use. He was just as heartbroken as she was.
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Ron waited expectantly for Hermione in Potions. But even after ten minutes of class, the seat next to him was still empty. He began to get worried. Suppose she didn't want to see him? Or if she refused to forgive him?
Just then there was a thundering of footsteps down the hall. Then the door flew open and a very flustered Hermione ran in. Ron relaxed when he saw the glint of silver around her neck. "Sorry, Professor, I, uh, wasn't feeling well, and you know, I," she mumbled.
Professor Snape looked delighted to have a reason to take points from Gryffindor. "That's no excuse, Miss Granger, that'll be 20 points from Gryffindor and I'd like to see you after class. Now please take your seat." He instructed, a grin on his face.
Draco began laughing uncontrollably. Imagine, Granger having to serve detention? Snape looked up at him sharply. "Now, normally, Mr. Malfoy, I wouldn't mind a bit of laughter in my classroom, but now is defiantly not the time. You can join Miss Granger after class."
Draco started to open his mouth to protest. No one gave him detention! "But sir-"
Snape cut him off. "I am in no mood right now." Draco sighed and sunk into his seat. He didn't want any contact with Granger if necessary, after what had happened the night before. He still felt somewhat uncomfortable about the situation, something that didn't often happen to him.
Ron leaned over to Hermione and whispered jokingly, "Nice necklace. Where'd you get it?"
Hermione was glad to see him back to his old self. "Hmm…. from my secret admirer I suppose." She joked right back.
They smiled at each other and he grabbed for her hand underneath the table. For that particular moment, life was good.
AN~ sorry my chapters are so short, but I just don't have enough time to write them that long….well…..what will happen after class with Snape? Read to find out Reviews, reviews, reviews! (