Title: Changes like the weather (2/?)
Author: Bunnybee
Rating: R
Author's E-mail: BunnieB84@aol.com
Category: Romance
Keywords: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Draco
Spoilers: All the books
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and
owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to
Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros.,
Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is
intended.
A/N: This story is based during their fifth year at Hogwarts. A few changes happen to Hermione over the summer hols, Ron and Harry have a few rather scary ideas. Beware! There is a quantity of near- sex experiences, and a few with.
AN2: I'm so so sorry to whoever has been waiting for this chapter. My life decided to go AWOL for a couple of terms, which meant that I've very unable to post what I would have thought to be a decent chapter. And I attempt to give you only the best... well, I try...
Changes like the weather
There was chaos...
Fred and George were still waiting outside the compartment, slightly dazed and bewildered, wondering who had just brought them to this door, when their younger brother, deep in thought, barged straight past them and stalked away, down the corridor, without looking back. The sudden jolt of being pushed away so fiercely brought the twins back to their senses. They ran behind Ron, grabbed his shoulders and spun him around to face them.
"Ok, little brother, what's up?' Ron simply growled in response. "I take it you've seen Hermione?" Fred shook his head, as if trying to get rid of water from his ears (or a rather disturbing thought from his head).
"Yeah," Ron replied. "She heard something that Harry said, yelled at him then fell into his arms, crying. I left them in there..." The resentment was obvious, as was the anger. George patted his back comfortingly.
"Yeah, well, we want to ask you about that. Are she and Harry a couple? Cos he's going to have trouble keeping her, looking like that...and, err... are you okay about this? I guess you're a bit hacked off, considering you almost knocked us over..." Fred joked a little, but the humour was ill- timed.
"What do you expect?! Everytime I get closer to her, he comes along, like a bloody knight in bleeding shining armour and sweeps her off her feet... why the hell do I always have to be second best?!It's not fair! She fucking beautiful and I... I..." Ron's voice echoed through the train, the pain obvious in his tone. He took a deep breath and continued. "I love her."
** He leant forward, gently, deeper into the kiss. She tasted like cinnamon and apples, green woody ones, like the country. He breathed in and smelt her, for the first time. She was beautiful, and smelt like heaven, and tasted like it too. He felt like he was floating, gently off the floor and into her. As if they were bonding so deeply that they were one. 'Oh my goodness Draco. You have found one hell of an angel in this beauty.' Draco mentally shook himself. 'Who was this girl?' Then it dawned on him. 'Ginny. I'm kissing Virginia Weasley, and enjoying it!' He didn't pull back, he couldn't, his whole body has seized up the moment his lips had met hers. 'She's beautiful, more beautiful than that Granger, with her copper hair and her figure, oh...'
Draco's train of thought was interrupted abruptly by Ginny pulling back, using her hands against his chest to heave herself away from him. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Malfoy?! How dare you try to kiss me? How dare you kiss me! What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you on something, or are you trying to get me in trouble? I'm going to wipe that stupid smirk off your face, and hope you rot in hell!" Ginny was red in the face and her blue eyes were sparkling brightly, flashing with outrage. Her teeth were gritted, and she was yelling at him. She lunged forward, fists flaying and managed to hit Draco right across his face with a loud smack. The pain coursing from his cheeks helped him snap out of his stupor, and he quickly grabbed her windmilling arms, and pin them to her sides. She started using her legs to kick him, and he pushed her down on a seat before she managed to damage his breakable property. He sat down on her, gently, and kissed her forehead. 'I'll be talking to you later, Weasley.' he said quietly, against her struggles. He whipped out his wand and said, 'Petrificus Totalus!' and Ginny suddenly became as stiff as thick cardboard (but about a billion times more beautiful, Draco thought), and then slid to the floor. He picked her up and placed her on the seats, then swiftly turned and left the compartment.
** Hermione was sitting across from Harry, her eyes red and swollen form the continuous crying. She didn't know how to explain to him how it felt to her to have his arms around her, not only the comfort and security but the warmth of his body, the smell of his clothes and his hair and the touch like lightning that ran through her veins everytime he touched her...She had tried so hard to make him notice her, for being a girl, but he only saw his best friend, Hermione the cleverest witch in fifth year at Hogwarts, prefect and know- it-all, still after all these years. Her shoulders were slumped, her head bowed forward.
'Hermione?' she jerked her head up at the sound of the voice.
'Are you okay? I'm mean.. I'm sorry about everything I said... I guess I don't know...' Harry broke off, looking as miserable as Hermione felt.
"Don't know what, Harry? Don't know whether I'm beautiful, I'm one of your best friends, I'm in Gryffindor... you don't know..." 'You don't know whether I love you?' she frowned as the thought flashed in her mind. " I know all that! You *are* beautiful, wondeful, one of my best friends and one of the bravest and cleverst Gryffindors ever, but... I don't think...Hermione, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... I don't, I just don't..." Harry looked strained to say the least. There were frown lines on his forehead that even Hermione didn't have. This was so painful for him, how was this going to effect her?
"What Harry? You don't what?!" Hermione asked in a hoarse voice.
"I don't love you." As she stared after him leaving, she realised what he'd said. The meaning of the words shook her to the bone. It felt like someone had developed claws long and sharp enough to reach her heart, and had pulled at it, tearing it apart, warm and bloody and full of love. Heartbroken. As the sobs consumed her, from deep within her soul, her mind and heart aching with a loss so great it terrified her, quiet, gentle footsteps strode quickly to her side.
*** As he walked away, the silence coming from the corner where she sat scared harry as much as breaking her heart had. He feared fro the effect he had on her, but knew in his mind and heart that he couldn't stand there and pour out his feelings for her. He knew that outside Ron was waiting to console her, far better than he could, and probably would get one thing he wanted. It hurt him to lie to her like that, but he knew it wouldn't be fair on her, Ron or anyone else.
Harry had been given a note by Dumbledore on the last day of term. It read,
Harry, while you are at the Dursley's and in Hogwarts you are safe, but while at the Burrow do not become complacent. There are dark days ahead, my child, and we must be united to be strong in order to defeat the common enemy. Be brave, my child. Believe in your parents sacrifice and be strong. Do not lose hope, and do not lose your faith. I will see you at the beginning of the next term.
Yours Albus Dumbledore
*** Ron walked quickly passed Harry, ignoring him and his brothers to search for Hermione and saw her huddled in a corner, sobs wracking her body. Swearing that he would hit Harry til his brains shook, he quickly and quietly sat down besides her. Awkwardly he brought his arm around her shoulders and pulled her onto his lap. Too tired to struggle, she curled up on him and let him hold her tight. Truthfully, she didn't know and didn't care who was holding her, but he didn't smell like Harry, or feel like him and that was enough.
AN: I am so so so sorry it took so long for this to come out!!! I can't tell you how mad life has been and I was not as prompt at writing as I'd like to be. I hope it won't be as long for the next chapter, but keep bugging me on my email address, and it should be ok!!!
AN2: I had initially wanted this to be pure humour and romance, but no one hopefully disagrees to a bit more plot, do they? I want to thank everyone for their patience and big hugs all round!!!
A/N: This story is based during their fifth year at Hogwarts. A few changes happen to Hermione over the summer hols, Ron and Harry have a few rather scary ideas. Beware! There is a quantity of near- sex experiences, and a few with.
AN2: I'm so so sorry to whoever has been waiting for this chapter. My life decided to go AWOL for a couple of terms, which meant that I've very unable to post what I would have thought to be a decent chapter. And I attempt to give you only the best... well, I try...
Changes like the weather
There was chaos...
Fred and George were still waiting outside the compartment, slightly dazed and bewildered, wondering who had just brought them to this door, when their younger brother, deep in thought, barged straight past them and stalked away, down the corridor, without looking back. The sudden jolt of being pushed away so fiercely brought the twins back to their senses. They ran behind Ron, grabbed his shoulders and spun him around to face them.
"Ok, little brother, what's up?' Ron simply growled in response. "I take it you've seen Hermione?" Fred shook his head, as if trying to get rid of water from his ears (or a rather disturbing thought from his head).
"Yeah," Ron replied. "She heard something that Harry said, yelled at him then fell into his arms, crying. I left them in there..." The resentment was obvious, as was the anger. George patted his back comfortingly.
"Yeah, well, we want to ask you about that. Are she and Harry a couple? Cos he's going to have trouble keeping her, looking like that...and, err... are you okay about this? I guess you're a bit hacked off, considering you almost knocked us over..." Fred joked a little, but the humour was ill- timed.
"What do you expect?! Everytime I get closer to her, he comes along, like a bloody knight in bleeding shining armour and sweeps her off her feet... why the hell do I always have to be second best?!It's not fair! She fucking beautiful and I... I..." Ron's voice echoed through the train, the pain obvious in his tone. He took a deep breath and continued. "I love her."
** He leant forward, gently, deeper into the kiss. She tasted like cinnamon and apples, green woody ones, like the country. He breathed in and smelt her, for the first time. She was beautiful, and smelt like heaven, and tasted like it too. He felt like he was floating, gently off the floor and into her. As if they were bonding so deeply that they were one. 'Oh my goodness Draco. You have found one hell of an angel in this beauty.' Draco mentally shook himself. 'Who was this girl?' Then it dawned on him. 'Ginny. I'm kissing Virginia Weasley, and enjoying it!' He didn't pull back, he couldn't, his whole body has seized up the moment his lips had met hers. 'She's beautiful, more beautiful than that Granger, with her copper hair and her figure, oh...'
Draco's train of thought was interrupted abruptly by Ginny pulling back, using her hands against his chest to heave herself away from him. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Malfoy?! How dare you try to kiss me? How dare you kiss me! What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you on something, or are you trying to get me in trouble? I'm going to wipe that stupid smirk off your face, and hope you rot in hell!" Ginny was red in the face and her blue eyes were sparkling brightly, flashing with outrage. Her teeth were gritted, and she was yelling at him. She lunged forward, fists flaying and managed to hit Draco right across his face with a loud smack. The pain coursing from his cheeks helped him snap out of his stupor, and he quickly grabbed her windmilling arms, and pin them to her sides. She started using her legs to kick him, and he pushed her down on a seat before she managed to damage his breakable property. He sat down on her, gently, and kissed her forehead. 'I'll be talking to you later, Weasley.' he said quietly, against her struggles. He whipped out his wand and said, 'Petrificus Totalus!' and Ginny suddenly became as stiff as thick cardboard (but about a billion times more beautiful, Draco thought), and then slid to the floor. He picked her up and placed her on the seats, then swiftly turned and left the compartment.
** Hermione was sitting across from Harry, her eyes red and swollen form the continuous crying. She didn't know how to explain to him how it felt to her to have his arms around her, not only the comfort and security but the warmth of his body, the smell of his clothes and his hair and the touch like lightning that ran through her veins everytime he touched her...She had tried so hard to make him notice her, for being a girl, but he only saw his best friend, Hermione the cleverest witch in fifth year at Hogwarts, prefect and know- it-all, still after all these years. Her shoulders were slumped, her head bowed forward.
'Hermione?' she jerked her head up at the sound of the voice.
'Are you okay? I'm mean.. I'm sorry about everything I said... I guess I don't know...' Harry broke off, looking as miserable as Hermione felt.
"Don't know what, Harry? Don't know whether I'm beautiful, I'm one of your best friends, I'm in Gryffindor... you don't know..." 'You don't know whether I love you?' she frowned as the thought flashed in her mind. " I know all that! You *are* beautiful, wondeful, one of my best friends and one of the bravest and cleverst Gryffindors ever, but... I don't think...Hermione, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... I don't, I just don't..." Harry looked strained to say the least. There were frown lines on his forehead that even Hermione didn't have. This was so painful for him, how was this going to effect her?
"What Harry? You don't what?!" Hermione asked in a hoarse voice.
"I don't love you." As she stared after him leaving, she realised what he'd said. The meaning of the words shook her to the bone. It felt like someone had developed claws long and sharp enough to reach her heart, and had pulled at it, tearing it apart, warm and bloody and full of love. Heartbroken. As the sobs consumed her, from deep within her soul, her mind and heart aching with a loss so great it terrified her, quiet, gentle footsteps strode quickly to her side.
*** As he walked away, the silence coming from the corner where she sat scared harry as much as breaking her heart had. He feared fro the effect he had on her, but knew in his mind and heart that he couldn't stand there and pour out his feelings for her. He knew that outside Ron was waiting to console her, far better than he could, and probably would get one thing he wanted. It hurt him to lie to her like that, but he knew it wouldn't be fair on her, Ron or anyone else.
Harry had been given a note by Dumbledore on the last day of term. It read,
Harry, while you are at the Dursley's and in Hogwarts you are safe, but while at the Burrow do not become complacent. There are dark days ahead, my child, and we must be united to be strong in order to defeat the common enemy. Be brave, my child. Believe in your parents sacrifice and be strong. Do not lose hope, and do not lose your faith. I will see you at the beginning of the next term.
Yours Albus Dumbledore
*** Ron walked quickly passed Harry, ignoring him and his brothers to search for Hermione and saw her huddled in a corner, sobs wracking her body. Swearing that he would hit Harry til his brains shook, he quickly and quietly sat down besides her. Awkwardly he brought his arm around her shoulders and pulled her onto his lap. Too tired to struggle, she curled up on him and let him hold her tight. Truthfully, she didn't know and didn't care who was holding her, but he didn't smell like Harry, or feel like him and that was enough.
AN: I am so so so sorry it took so long for this to come out!!! I can't tell you how mad life has been and I was not as prompt at writing as I'd like to be. I hope it won't be as long for the next chapter, but keep bugging me on my email address, and it should be ok!!!
AN2: I had initially wanted this to be pure humour and romance, but no one hopefully disagrees to a bit more plot, do they? I want to thank everyone for their patience and big hugs all round!!!