Chapter 2:
The Banquet and First Night Back to Hogwarts
It was good to come back to Hogwarts again. All the other students talked on about what they did over the summer and what they hope to accomplish this school year. But as usual the Dinning Hall was crowded and noisy. Harry was oddly quiet; we were seated and waiting for the sorting ceremony to begin. Not that it mattered to us.
"I heard that Hermione Granger and Harry Potter were making out on the train!" I heard a girl whisper.
"Really?" another whisper asked.
"Yes!"
I was growing annoyed with the constant whispers about the train ride. I wanted to yell, "Well, we're human too! I mean we can have a relationship if we want to!" but I knew that it was not even true. Harry and I kissed just to annoy Malfoy. Now it was the biggest rumor...although both, Harry and I, knew in our hearts that we enjoyed the kiss. It was obvious; he didn't want to break off the kiss. Another thing was that I didn't want to make a scene so I stayed quiet.
After a few minutes everyone was quiet and waited Professor Dumbledore to make his speech. To most students this was the most important part of the Banquet to some other students they could care less. Caring less included most Slytherns including Malfoy and his lackeys.
Professor Dumbledore stood up to speak. I was not up to listening to the usual speech so I looked as if I was listening and kept my eyes on the teachers. When the speech concluded I clapped with everyone else.
Then it was time for the new first-years to be sorted into their houses. Of course we clapped when a new student came to Griffindor and quickly introduced ourselves. Some of us wanted to bad mouth Malfoy when a new Slythern came because he gave a sly smile and we knew he was going to try and get the new students to harass us. When all of the new students were placed Professor Dumbledore said, "Let the feast begin!"
Food appeared magically on our plates and the Hall was noisy once again. The ghosts came to greet the new students. As always the Griffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick, appeared in the food. It caused the first years to scream.
"Did you have a good summer, Sir Nicholas?" I asked politely.
"Dismal once again, the Headless Hunt still is turning me down," Nearly Headless Nick replied.
"That's a shame, you might have been useful there," I said.
"True. Better be off, enjoy the Banquet!" and with that he left.
I took a quick glance at Harry. He didn't even look up at me, too many first-years were asking him questions. A small price for fame is not having much time to you. I sometimes wished that I could show Harry somewhere that he could be himself. Sometimes I wished I could have done the same for myself.
When the Banquet was over I lead the first-years to the Griffindor common room. Then explained the way to their dormitories ("Boys dormitories are on your left and up the stairs. Girls the same on your right."). I watched everyone go to his or her dorms.
"Hermione, can we talk?" Harry asked after everyone left.
"Umm, sure," I replied.
We sat in chairs in front of the fireplace. Both of us were silent for a while. It actually was a long while before either of us spoke.
"Look..."
"I'm so sorry, Harry! I shouldn't have done that!" I cried.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked me.
I stayed quiet for a second. "I mean that, I was wrong to have you kiss me that that...I know you didn't want to kiss me and..."
"Listen to me, Hermione," Harry whispered to me softly. "We both got a good laugh at Malfoy for that and...I enjoyed it."
"Then you're not mad at me?" I asked.
"Of course not!" he replied with such softness, I wanted to cry it didn't help that awful feeling in my gut. "I think it's best for you to get a good rest tonight, you're just tired. You'll feel better in the morning."
Harry stood up and walked over to the chair I was sitting in. He held out a hand to help me get up. I accepted his help. We walked to the right side of the room.
"I guess this is the farthest anyone would get to walking a date home," I joked.
Harry smiled. "Well, good night, Hermione."
"Good night, Harry. See you in the morning."
Harry kissed me on the cheek and walked to the center of the room. He turned around and waited for me to go to my dormitory.
That night I had wonderful dreams of me and Harry going out on dates and kissing, but in one of the dream You-Know-Who appeared and tried to kill Harry. I awoke in a cold sweat. I couldn't go back to sleep so I stayed in the commons room until the morning.
MY DISCLAIMER
I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I wish I did though...I'd be rich and happy with this. And please, don't sue me...I'm broke...Ok you can sue me for a Berttie Botts Every Flavor Bean...that I am sure is a grass flavor...but what the hell!
The Banquet and First Night Back to Hogwarts
It was good to come back to Hogwarts again. All the other students talked on about what they did over the summer and what they hope to accomplish this school year. But as usual the Dinning Hall was crowded and noisy. Harry was oddly quiet; we were seated and waiting for the sorting ceremony to begin. Not that it mattered to us.
"I heard that Hermione Granger and Harry Potter were making out on the train!" I heard a girl whisper.
"Really?" another whisper asked.
"Yes!"
I was growing annoyed with the constant whispers about the train ride. I wanted to yell, "Well, we're human too! I mean we can have a relationship if we want to!" but I knew that it was not even true. Harry and I kissed just to annoy Malfoy. Now it was the biggest rumor...although both, Harry and I, knew in our hearts that we enjoyed the kiss. It was obvious; he didn't want to break off the kiss. Another thing was that I didn't want to make a scene so I stayed quiet.
After a few minutes everyone was quiet and waited Professor Dumbledore to make his speech. To most students this was the most important part of the Banquet to some other students they could care less. Caring less included most Slytherns including Malfoy and his lackeys.
Professor Dumbledore stood up to speak. I was not up to listening to the usual speech so I looked as if I was listening and kept my eyes on the teachers. When the speech concluded I clapped with everyone else.
Then it was time for the new first-years to be sorted into their houses. Of course we clapped when a new student came to Griffindor and quickly introduced ourselves. Some of us wanted to bad mouth Malfoy when a new Slythern came because he gave a sly smile and we knew he was going to try and get the new students to harass us. When all of the new students were placed Professor Dumbledore said, "Let the feast begin!"
Food appeared magically on our plates and the Hall was noisy once again. The ghosts came to greet the new students. As always the Griffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick, appeared in the food. It caused the first years to scream.
"Did you have a good summer, Sir Nicholas?" I asked politely.
"Dismal once again, the Headless Hunt still is turning me down," Nearly Headless Nick replied.
"That's a shame, you might have been useful there," I said.
"True. Better be off, enjoy the Banquet!" and with that he left.
I took a quick glance at Harry. He didn't even look up at me, too many first-years were asking him questions. A small price for fame is not having much time to you. I sometimes wished that I could show Harry somewhere that he could be himself. Sometimes I wished I could have done the same for myself.
When the Banquet was over I lead the first-years to the Griffindor common room. Then explained the way to their dormitories ("Boys dormitories are on your left and up the stairs. Girls the same on your right."). I watched everyone go to his or her dorms.
"Hermione, can we talk?" Harry asked after everyone left.
"Umm, sure," I replied.
We sat in chairs in front of the fireplace. Both of us were silent for a while. It actually was a long while before either of us spoke.
"Look..."
"I'm so sorry, Harry! I shouldn't have done that!" I cried.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked me.
I stayed quiet for a second. "I mean that, I was wrong to have you kiss me that that...I know you didn't want to kiss me and..."
"Listen to me, Hermione," Harry whispered to me softly. "We both got a good laugh at Malfoy for that and...I enjoyed it."
"Then you're not mad at me?" I asked.
"Of course not!" he replied with such softness, I wanted to cry it didn't help that awful feeling in my gut. "I think it's best for you to get a good rest tonight, you're just tired. You'll feel better in the morning."
Harry stood up and walked over to the chair I was sitting in. He held out a hand to help me get up. I accepted his help. We walked to the right side of the room.
"I guess this is the farthest anyone would get to walking a date home," I joked.
Harry smiled. "Well, good night, Hermione."
"Good night, Harry. See you in the morning."
Harry kissed me on the cheek and walked to the center of the room. He turned around and waited for me to go to my dormitory.
That night I had wonderful dreams of me and Harry going out on dates and kissing, but in one of the dream You-Know-Who appeared and tried to kill Harry. I awoke in a cold sweat. I couldn't go back to sleep so I stayed in the commons room until the morning.
MY DISCLAIMER
I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I wish I did though...I'd be rich and happy with this. And please, don't sue me...I'm broke...Ok you can sue me for a Berttie Botts Every Flavor Bean...that I am sure is a grass flavor...but what the hell!