A/N : Today's Saturday! I finally get to write.. Life has
again been the pits for me, so many obstacles , everything I do is wrong, most
of my opinions resembles trash and life has just been faithless. I'm not
appreciated , people mock me, and why do I feel that I miss someone I don't
even know. And right now, I'm feeling sorry for myself! Just ,review ok?
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.
Summary : Ever had someone you cared about but as a friend? or not? When were you torn between love and friendship? As Harry and Hermione join in holy matrimony just to avoid other relationships, they find themselves in one.
Spoilers : Harry Potter and The Chamber Of
Secrets , Harry Potter and The Philosophers Stone, Harry Potter and The
Prisoner Of Azkaban , Harry Potter and the Goblet Of Fire.
'So
take a look at me now
'Cause there's just an empty space
There's nothing left here to remind me
Just the memory of your face
So take a look at me now
When there's just an empty space
And you're comin' back to me is against all odds
And that's what I've got to face'
-Against All Odds, Phil Collins
Chapter 1 : For A Dispatch
***
What happened to
life as she knew was? Life without turmoil, hostility, and without men.
Life. The physical, mental, and
spiritual experiences that constitute existence. More like the journey towards
a physical, mental and spiritual death. So, why are we here? What is life? What
is a soul mate? When are we going to die ? What is beauty ?
What is
beauty?
Beauty lies in
the eye of the beholder , according to the Christian Coalition. A statement
that was punctual and accurate, a saying that has effected so many souls, a
phrase that you would see and hear everywhere . If only it was true. We all
know beauty isn't under our skin, its on it. Harry never knew "outer beauty",
never in his life has he even had a glimpse of a true allurement .
Not until this chapter anyway.
***
Hermione looked
at an article a professor wrote , 'Women, the weaker sex' , she sighed and
continued to read it :
Women. It's
amusing how we are suppose to be unfair when they expect us to kowtow to their
every need. They expect to be treated like a lady, yet, they want equality in
the world. This should be a familiar phrase for all males out there "You always
want to win" , but they do not realize that at that moment they are to be wanting the supposed 'winner. And what about
the subject of marriage? what is the point of it? Nothing, completely nothing,
it is sentimental, costly, and extremely sappy. How humane! ……
Hermione huffed
as she walked towards Professor Guy Gayle's office (He will play a very big
role in the upcoming chapters) .Professor
Guy Gayle sounds like something that came out from an episode of Ally Mcbeal.
She abruptly stopped , her eyes danced around the words "Professor Guy Gayle,
Head Of Muggle Literature" , she knocked the wooden door politely. A young man
exited the room , his head snapped up and Hermione found herself eyeing him. He
had light hair, moderately tanned skin, tall and his eyes, his eyes were
inevitable. She watched as he walked away, his body decreasing every time he
took a step . Hermione shook her head, gaining consciousness . No man has ever
made an impact on her, like he had, never had she felt salacity, not in a long
time anyway.
She took a deep breath, letting the
air hit her flawless face , she took another breath and continued to knock on
the maple door. Knocking harder and
harder, frustration overwhelmed her petite
body. Sighing , Hermione decided to
knock on that door one last time before giving up. As her fist collided with
the cold hard wood, the door opened and that same fist met with an old ,
wrinkly forehead. She gasped:-
"Professor
Gayle? Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. Professor, I'm so sorry"
"Gayle?
I'm not professor Gayle"
"Oh,
shit, he lost his memory. Professor, do you need to go to the apothecary room?"
"I am not
Guy Gayle! and I'm fine"
"Are you
sure? No bruisers or bumps , especially on the head?"
"NO! I am
not Gayle, I'm old, short and wrinkly,
his blonde, tall and young"
"You
mean………"
"Yes,
miss what ever your name is, I am not Professor Guy Gayle, I am Professor Howel
and you are?"
"Granger
, now sir, please excuse me, I have to search for Professor Gayle" she said in
a rush.
"But…"
And she
was off.
***
Harry landed on the ground with a thump , Melinda Graham , the assistant coach for the English Quidditch smiled at him. He bowed jokingly towards her, her cheeks colored, laughing quietly , he walked towards the male locker room. He removed his shirt in anxiety , wanting a sensual shower and hopefully alone. Someone tapped on his right shoulder, Harry groaned inwardly , turning to face him. Shocked, Harry gasped at the woman standing before him :
"Graham,
this is the male locker room and I think your all female"
"I should
hope so but I have something called a coach's right to enter any locker room"
"naughty"
She
blushed again.
"I'm here
for a reason…."
"Oh, so
looking at hot naked guys isn't one?"
"I have a
life"
"Ouch"
"Shut up.
Now listen, I'm here because there has been a rumor about you and a certain
girl"
"Again?
Now who? Cleopatra?"
"Close
but not exactly . Hermione Granger" she jostled today's newspaper towards Harry
chest.
"Again?"
while reading through the front page.
"Yeah,
and it says here you two went somewhere secluded"
"What?
The ladies room?"
"Now,
who's the naughty one."
"But
there's nothing going on"
" That I
don't care but this is bad publicity , Harry. I mean, one moment your with that
Callista girl and the next moment your back with her. What's going on?"
"It's
complicating" he urged to sit down.
"Well,
you better get it right. This is the Premier League , we cant afford to lose
more fans"
"What am
I suppose to do then?"
"Settle
down, show the public that you are not one of those Casanovas. Feminism is so
important nowadays and female fans need to know that your for it.
"Fine,
I'll try"
"Thank
you"
"But I
have no idea how to do this"
"That
isn't my problem"
"And I
thought you cared"
"But you
thought wrong" And they laughed.
(A/n: That
was hard)
***
"Of all the people" Hermione
muttered while searching through the corridors. Her head twisted from side to
side , eyes fixed on every male that fit his description. She read the article
again:
Based on
the principles we own , it's of no use for us to get married. Personally , I
think that women just want a ring…………………
She felt
the rage build up insider her,{Just want a ring! To hell with men}.
"Interesting"
Hermione gasped, her eyes were
squinting. She whirled around and looked at him . He was beautiful, golden hair
with striking blue eyes that could pierce right through your heart, he looks
even better . He smiled at her charmingly, almost even seductively. Hermione's
rosy lips were half open, touching it barely with her fingers. A part of her
wanted to pull his shirt off and kiss his chest, leaving love bites all over
but a part of her wanted to just smack that superior smirk off his face.
{To
heaven with men}
"Hello?"
Hermione
shook her head.
"Oh, I'm
Hermione Granger , I think I saw….." she said while extending his hand.
He took
it "I know who you are. Let me guess, your another member of the faculty who
has a misconception for my article"
"Pardon,
I'm still studying"
His face
paled slightly while letting go of her hand.
"Oh" while
running his fingers through those golden locks.
"But I do
have a 'misconception' for your article"
He smiled
slightly.
"You see,
it's true that men usually want to win, it's a chauvinist thing"
"But….."
"And as
for marriage, don't you believe in love?"
"But…"
"And we
don't want men to be at our feet 24 hours a day, it's abating"
"But…"
"We want
to be treated lady-like , no doubt but we too are frequently treated as one of
the guys"
"Ms.
Granger" he whispered while grabbing her shoulders "Listen to me, I know you
are a feminist, I'm not against it either but when you read that piece of
parchment , don't you have the slightest bit of assessment that it is true?"
She stared blankly at him, feeling his touch on her shoulders. He too was
mesmerized by her half open lips but too soon realized his fingers gripping
firmly on her shoulders.
"I'm
sorry" he murmured. She coughed faintly.
"But it
is true"
"What
is?"
"What you
said"
"About
the…."
"The
unfairness of women, but men too have their moments" she smiled. He looked at
her for a split second until dismissing himself from the gawk.
"Well,
I'm running late"
"Bye" she
whispered.
"B…" he
said while walking away.
Hermione rubbed the back of her neck
while watching him walk away for the second time. For the only person who ever
made that kind of impact on her was……… Harry. As she came to that realization,
she thought about him {Harry}, {Oh, shit . Harry!}.
***
Harry searched through the closet in
Santa Clause boxers, he looked through his fifteen quidditch robe , all white
and red. Chuckling, Harry looked up and down for something suitable to wear. He
bent down with his derriere in an up right position , he crawled under some
white blouses, then, some pink ones,
then , some green ones (God, how many does she need?). A gold glint caught his
eyes, he headed towards it.
He leaned on a wall while removing
the contents of the box. Ring. Orb. Moonstone. Don't know what. But as it
ended, a fragranced pink letter tied with a golden ribbon appeared. He
recognized this, it was when they agreed to move in with each other , well ,
more like Hermione decided to move in with him. Descending the piece of
parchment open, he smelled it , enjoying the fragrance sweep over his face. -:
Dearest ,
handsomest , kindest Harry,
Would you mind if I moved in with
you? Can you believe that Ron and Claudia actually are having a baby without my
consent? I mean, I still pay half the rent. The baby will probably make a lot
of noise which will cause me deafen me. Just joking. Anyway, you know I love
children but I cant really focus on my studies when those little cubby hands
reach up to touch me. So, Harry, would you? Please. I know it wouldn't be hard
for you to say no , especially to me but I really need this and I know you have
enough space. As for you love life, you know it wont be affected. (At that
time)I have to go and break the news to Ron.
Love,
Hermione.
(How
naïve she was)
He heard lamentation of water hit a
lustrous marble floor. With his head up and his eyes emended on the bathroom
door. Peering in , he gasped quietly at the sight before him. Hermione
undressing. He closed his eyes but quickly opened them in anxiety , gulping
again and again. She entered the shower with her hands gripped firmly on her
towel. She hung the pink towel over a rack near –by. The water hit her upper
physique, she brought her hands towards her hair for a rough pony tail. Harry's
eyes remained on her , squandering the thought of her luscious body. But why
the lurch?. Why that funny , tingly feeling near his gut? He blinked blatantly
, knowing that he was watching his best friend shower.
Psyches ran through his head but he
pushed them aside, for he couldn't help but gawk. She rubbed her sides, he quickly closed his eyes, as his eyes
begin to open , he whirled around . Walking past the closet and towards the
exit , sweat came over his body. He grabbed a glass of water that stood on a
table, drinking it enthusiastically. To actually know that he was excited by
his best friend was nothing but hard.
Hermione entered with her towel
wrapped around that trim body. Harry's eyes stung at the occurrence , never
will he look at her the same way again. He looked at Hermione's perfectly
rounded face, in no degree had she been that way. Hermione inched nearer towards
him, barely touching the bare skin on his shoulder while whispering "Harry", he
shrugged it away. "Harry , what's wrong?" she palmed his chest but he pushed
both her hands away. Harry reared towards the study table, a piece of parchment
out shone the others with the word 'matrimony' bolded.
Matrimony.
A/N: I haven't had this beta read yet, heck, even the last
chapter wasn't but I need someone to so, people help!.