Disclaimer: I do not own any characters recognized here. Anything recognized as belonging to JK Rowling or Warner Bros. most likely does. The only thing that belongs to me is the plot behind this story.
A/N: Ugh! Darn this busy schedule of mine!!!! Darnit, darnit, darnit!!! Oh, well. At least I'm still posting! ;-, And let the games begin... (Warning: The stranger has many, many names, seeing as Hermione has not recognized him yet. If you find a name that does not exist in the Harry Potter theme, yeah, that would be him. ;-D)
For the Love of Magic
Chapter Six
Hermione had had enough. Every single time Harry talked to her it was about one of two things. Either he was complimenting her to the point of blushing, which she enjoyed, or he was asking her who that guy was that she was talking to earlier. Enough is too much. He didn't trust her, and that was that. Her last words echoed in her head as the scene played in her mind, continuously. "I'm sorry, Harry..." Wiping off a tear, she realized she needed to talk to Ron. Hopefully he had cooled off by now. He always was the mediator between her and Harry. She reached the compartment where Ron was and poked her tear-streaked face inside. There, with Ron, sat Paleface.
"Evening, gorgeous. I see that you're not feeling well. Why not sit here next to me and tell me all about it?"
"First of all," she responded defiantly, "I don't know who you are. At this moment, frankly, I wouldn't care to find out. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to share a few words with my friend here." Hermione was, apparently, good at putting on an emotional mask at a moment's notice, a good thing to keep handy at times.
"Mione, relax. This one here's alright, I've been talking to him just now. Knows how to act, this one. He'll treat you kind, Mione, honest!" Ron sounded a bit childish right then. Almost innocent. Amazing he hadn't seen through this one already. Sesie Bish here really wanted to get in her pants. Not that she minded of course...
"Please, Ron. It's important." Hermione made it a point to look as pitiful as possible without making herself look like a fool in front of Abercrombie. Good thing Hot Stuff got the hint.
"Well now, I know when I'm not wanted." He showed her a pair of puppy eyes that absolutely made her melt for him. He stood and made to leave, his eyes boring into Hermione's. Just as he passed her, he put his arm around her waist and swept her back. Hermione was clinging to him for fear of falling as he whispered in her ear, "I can take your breath away if only you would let me, foxy." Just before he let her go, he sensuously nibbled at ear. "See ya," he whispered, and put her back on her feet.
Mr. Cocky left, and Hermione stood there, completely dazed. "Well that's not fair," she thought. Frowning then, she said to herself, almost childishly, "How come HE gets to be the tease?" Mione crossed her arms and sat down next to Ron, still zoned. She jumped nearly ten feet in the air as Ron poked her in the side to bring her back to reality.
"You alright? Your face is two different colors now I think..."
"What?"
"Yeah, your forhead blanched just as your cheeks flushed. It has a wonderful effect on your complexion, that's for sure."
"I'll thank you for the compliment and ask you not to be so observing!" she said jokingly.
"I just noticed, where's Harry?"
Ron had said the magic words. "Ron, I'll be frank with you. Harry and I are taking a break, though it wasn't really his choice." She looked uneasy and sensed Ron's question as though it hung in the air before her very eyes. "I had to, Ron, I couldn't take it anymore."
"What did you do, Hermione?" It's times like these Ron respects her with a certain precaution only defined by a fear of power.
"Well, we were arguing again."
"Again?"
"Yes, again. And I'd had enough. I put the full body-bind on him."
"Well, THAT shut him up, I guess. Were you REALLY that mad at him?"
"Yes! He keeps on suspecting that I'm cheating on him! It was getting redundant, and you know it."
"Did you let him fall on his face, at least?" Inside, Ron thought, "Why am I getting irritated at Harry over this? I knew it was bound to happen. But still..."
"Oh, Ron, I may be cruel but I have a heart. I stopped him by doing the Mobilicorpus Charm. I set him on his back and said my goodbyes. I left, Ron, I just left him lying there on his back. I feel horrible about it but I couldn't take it anymore if I tried, Ron. You have to understand me!"
"Whoah, whoah, Mione, it's alright, I understand. I knew this would happen eventually. I even told him to relax a bit. He's a really stubborn guy. I'd watch out though, he can break out of that body-bind if he really feels the need to. He'll be wanting you back the moment he sees you."
"I know, Ron. It's just going to be so weird without him now. I know this had to happen. It may even strengthen our relationship. For now, though, I know it had to happen."
"That's the spirit, Mione. You'll see. It'll all be over with soon enough."
Hermione smiled her gratitude but never said a word. She knew it would all be alright. But why did it have to hurt along the way?
A/N: Again, short and sweet, and later, good to eat. Possibly much later though. ;-, Expect it! Thanks to my beta-reader, Stef, once again!
A/N: Ugh! Darn this busy schedule of mine!!!! Darnit, darnit, darnit!!! Oh, well. At least I'm still posting! ;-, And let the games begin... (Warning: The stranger has many, many names, seeing as Hermione has not recognized him yet. If you find a name that does not exist in the Harry Potter theme, yeah, that would be him. ;-D)
For the Love of Magic
Chapter Six
Hermione had had enough. Every single time Harry talked to her it was about one of two things. Either he was complimenting her to the point of blushing, which she enjoyed, or he was asking her who that guy was that she was talking to earlier. Enough is too much. He didn't trust her, and that was that. Her last words echoed in her head as the scene played in her mind, continuously. "I'm sorry, Harry..." Wiping off a tear, she realized she needed to talk to Ron. Hopefully he had cooled off by now. He always was the mediator between her and Harry. She reached the compartment where Ron was and poked her tear-streaked face inside. There, with Ron, sat Paleface.
"Evening, gorgeous. I see that you're not feeling well. Why not sit here next to me and tell me all about it?"
"First of all," she responded defiantly, "I don't know who you are. At this moment, frankly, I wouldn't care to find out. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to share a few words with my friend here." Hermione was, apparently, good at putting on an emotional mask at a moment's notice, a good thing to keep handy at times.
"Mione, relax. This one here's alright, I've been talking to him just now. Knows how to act, this one. He'll treat you kind, Mione, honest!" Ron sounded a bit childish right then. Almost innocent. Amazing he hadn't seen through this one already. Sesie Bish here really wanted to get in her pants. Not that she minded of course...
"Please, Ron. It's important." Hermione made it a point to look as pitiful as possible without making herself look like a fool in front of Abercrombie. Good thing Hot Stuff got the hint.
"Well now, I know when I'm not wanted." He showed her a pair of puppy eyes that absolutely made her melt for him. He stood and made to leave, his eyes boring into Hermione's. Just as he passed her, he put his arm around her waist and swept her back. Hermione was clinging to him for fear of falling as he whispered in her ear, "I can take your breath away if only you would let me, foxy." Just before he let her go, he sensuously nibbled at ear. "See ya," he whispered, and put her back on her feet.
Mr. Cocky left, and Hermione stood there, completely dazed. "Well that's not fair," she thought. Frowning then, she said to herself, almost childishly, "How come HE gets to be the tease?" Mione crossed her arms and sat down next to Ron, still zoned. She jumped nearly ten feet in the air as Ron poked her in the side to bring her back to reality.
"You alright? Your face is two different colors now I think..."
"What?"
"Yeah, your forhead blanched just as your cheeks flushed. It has a wonderful effect on your complexion, that's for sure."
"I'll thank you for the compliment and ask you not to be so observing!" she said jokingly.
"I just noticed, where's Harry?"
Ron had said the magic words. "Ron, I'll be frank with you. Harry and I are taking a break, though it wasn't really his choice." She looked uneasy and sensed Ron's question as though it hung in the air before her very eyes. "I had to, Ron, I couldn't take it anymore."
"What did you do, Hermione?" It's times like these Ron respects her with a certain precaution only defined by a fear of power.
"Well, we were arguing again."
"Again?"
"Yes, again. And I'd had enough. I put the full body-bind on him."
"Well, THAT shut him up, I guess. Were you REALLY that mad at him?"
"Yes! He keeps on suspecting that I'm cheating on him! It was getting redundant, and you know it."
"Did you let him fall on his face, at least?" Inside, Ron thought, "Why am I getting irritated at Harry over this? I knew it was bound to happen. But still..."
"Oh, Ron, I may be cruel but I have a heart. I stopped him by doing the Mobilicorpus Charm. I set him on his back and said my goodbyes. I left, Ron, I just left him lying there on his back. I feel horrible about it but I couldn't take it anymore if I tried, Ron. You have to understand me!"
"Whoah, whoah, Mione, it's alright, I understand. I knew this would happen eventually. I even told him to relax a bit. He's a really stubborn guy. I'd watch out though, he can break out of that body-bind if he really feels the need to. He'll be wanting you back the moment he sees you."
"I know, Ron. It's just going to be so weird without him now. I know this had to happen. It may even strengthen our relationship. For now, though, I know it had to happen."
"That's the spirit, Mione. You'll see. It'll all be over with soon enough."
Hermione smiled her gratitude but never said a word. She knew it would all be alright. But why did it have to hurt along the way?
A/N: Again, short and sweet, and later, good to eat. Possibly much later though. ;-, Expect it! Thanks to my beta-reader, Stef, once again!