After Ancient Runes, Hermione headed back to the common room. She was thinking about Stanton.
'I don't understand! He is sooo nice and cute and…and…Why is he in Slytherin? I really think he should be in Gryffindor. If he wasn't around Malfoy so much.' Hermione thought to herself.
Hermione walked up to the fat lady. She said the passwword, " Odium Anguis." (A/N: I did my research and it means Hate Snake.) Once she got in the common room, she looked around for Harry.
"There you are!" Hermione practically yelled when Harry came in the common room.
"Woah! Didn't know you were THAT anxious to see me." Harry said smiling.
"Well I am Mr. Potter." She laughed.
"Well, Miss Granger, I must talk to you." Harry said in the most "professional" voice he could muster.
"Yes, Mr. Potter." Hermione said acting like McGonagall.
"Sit down please." Harry gestured to a chair.
"Sure." Hermione smiled.
"Hermione, I just wanted to say that I don't know if we are right for each other," Harry began, "You see, ever since we started going out I was happy. Care free. I had you, Hermione, my best friend and my girlfriend. I was happy. When I kissed you, I felt the warmth and the spark of love in those kisses. Until a couple days ago. I kissed you and I didn't feel a thing. So its over."
Hermione had just sat there the whole time. Frozen. Frozen with shock. There was no way that Harry had just broken up with her. They were in love. Right?
Harry waved his hand in front of Hermione's eyes, "Are you OK? You were zoning out." Harry said as Hermione's eyes settled on him.
"Yes. I'm fine." Hermione said automatically.
She had wanted to scream, "How dare you? I hate you! Never speak to me again." But the words never came out.
"Alrighty then. I'm going to bed." Harry said walking up to the boy's dorms.
Hermione crawled up in a ball and cried.
'I don't understand! He is sooo nice and cute and…and…Why is he in Slytherin? I really think he should be in Gryffindor. If he wasn't around Malfoy so much.' Hermione thought to herself.
Hermione walked up to the fat lady. She said the passwword, " Odium Anguis." (A/N: I did my research and it means Hate Snake.) Once she got in the common room, she looked around for Harry.
"There you are!" Hermione practically yelled when Harry came in the common room.
"Woah! Didn't know you were THAT anxious to see me." Harry said smiling.
"Well I am Mr. Potter." She laughed.
"Well, Miss Granger, I must talk to you." Harry said in the most "professional" voice he could muster.
"Yes, Mr. Potter." Hermione said acting like McGonagall.
"Sit down please." Harry gestured to a chair.
"Sure." Hermione smiled.
"Hermione, I just wanted to say that I don't know if we are right for each other," Harry began, "You see, ever since we started going out I was happy. Care free. I had you, Hermione, my best friend and my girlfriend. I was happy. When I kissed you, I felt the warmth and the spark of love in those kisses. Until a couple days ago. I kissed you and I didn't feel a thing. So its over."
Hermione had just sat there the whole time. Frozen. Frozen with shock. There was no way that Harry had just broken up with her. They were in love. Right?
Harry waved his hand in front of Hermione's eyes, "Are you OK? You were zoning out." Harry said as Hermione's eyes settled on him.
"Yes. I'm fine." Hermione said automatically.
She had wanted to scream, "How dare you? I hate you! Never speak to me again." But the words never came out.
"Alrighty then. I'm going to bed." Harry said walking up to the boy's dorms.
Hermione crawled up in a ball and cried.