Chap 4. THE ANSWER WAS: DRACO! i won't need to plug. lol... here it is:
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"How about Kick-the-pothead-and-mudblood.." Another voice intoned.
"Sod off Malfoy.." Harry said directly. Nobody else could say nastier words than Draco Malfoy did. So, obviously it was him.
Draco smirked.
"So you decided to remove your stupid glasses Pothead..." Draco chuckled. Obviously jealous that Harry got better colored eys than he had. Followed by fake snickers from Crabbe and Goyle.
"Like he said, Sod off Malfoy..." Hermione intoned.
"Don't you know anything polite to do Mudblood? Me and your boyfriend here were talking." Draco spat.
"Yeah, like you ever did anything polite in your whole life. Why don't you just leave. We have no time to deal with flies." Hermione said. She saw Harry trying to stand up but she held his arm. Clutching it, as if telling him to stay seated.
"Why you filthy..." Draco spat but before he could even finish his statement.
Hermione didn't think and picked the cup up and threw the contencts of her hot choco on his face.
"Aaah!" Draco screamed, feeling the hot liquid sliding down his neck.
"Now, scram!" Hermione shouted, being so out of character. Wishing the hot choco was very hot enough to melt his face. She didn't care if all the customers in the shop were looking at them.
Furious. She was furious.
"You'll pay for this you stupid mudblood!" Draco spat bitterly and walked away from their table, just to get a butterbeer from the cashier. Quite, feeling embarassed.
"Hermione, you really didn't have to do that.." Harry said, disappointed at himself that he didn't kick Draco's a**.
"Well, he was distur- I mean, he was being rude, well he was born like that, and he- Ahh you know what I mean!" Hermione said, feeling to slap herself for almost saying 'disturbing us'. She squirmed at what she said but eventually tried to sit across Harry now.
Hermione knew this was a dissapointment just, sitting across Harry. and Harry did think the same way too.
'Why did she have to sit across me when we were already beside each other? I'm really going to kill Malfoy!' Harry thought sharply.
There was a short silence between the two. Harry knew what Hermione excactly felt.
Harry decided to take the funny side of the incident.
"Well, you threw the hot choco..." He pouted.
"I'm sorry..." Hermione said sarcasticly.
"Forgiven." Harry said half joking.
And that word seemed to make the two shut up. Hermione didn't mind. It was fun staring at Harry when he didn't know. Well, again.
Hermione glanced up the clock. She didn't know why. It was 1:45. 15 more minutes till Ron comes back.
Just 15 more minutes of Heaven.
15 moments of the rare oppurtunity.
'Should I tell him? No, maybe he'll think I'm getting bored with his company. Well, no. I'll just wait...' Hermione thought.
"MMm... So Hermione? What's up with your novel?" Harry finally managed to start a topic.
"My novel.. Gee. I forgot I had it with me. Haha, Well, nothing. some story you don't have any interst in anyway.." Hermione said. Hinting to Harry that she forgot her novel because she was with him all the time. So, figures out, busy taking care of him.
"No, really. Can you even summarize the plot to me or something? I'm just curious on what made yourself crazy about that novel.." Harry grinned, well that convinced Hermione.
"Haha, okay, okay. Fine." Hermione grunted and paused for a little while.
"Well, the story is about some friends and eventually they became lovers..." Hermione said, embarassed to tell Harry the mushy details.
"That's it? Not even a better plot or something? " Harry grinned dumfoundedly.
"Oh honestly, you'll have to read it If you want to know.." she replied.
"Okay, I will. So tell me when you're finished okay?" Harry grinned.
"Are you really?" Hermione checked. This was unbelievable.
"Yeah, sure. What's the name of the novel?" Harry smiled.
"Shattered." Hermione said a bit dreamily. The moment Hermione said the word, Harry felt his blood run through his veins faster for a second.
"Okay.." Harry grinned, very happy inside.
And then another pause between their conversation.
Hermione tapped her fingers on the table. It was her habit of showing her anxiousness. Well, only she knew about that of course. But what was to be anxious about for anyway?
She felt something rough and rigged on the supposed-to-be-smooth wooden surface.
She felt the surface once again. Sliding her fingers back and forth.
And decided to look at what she just felt.
Hermione held out a gasp.
"Harry look at this!" Hermione just said, forgetting that Harry couldn't do anything.
"What? Where? How?" Harry was frantic on Hermione's tone.
"Oops, silly me. Here, look... I mean, touch this..." Hermione rose from her chair and took Harry from his seat and eventually transferred him to the spot beside her.
"Feel that." Hermione ordered, pointing to the area.
"Where?" Harry asked again fiddling his fingers in the air.
"Grrr... I keep forgeting that. Here.." Hermione clapped her hand on her face before grasping his upper hand again firmly. And her body went numb for a split second.
Hermione guided Harry's hand to the spot of the unsmooth surface, hoping that her hands won't sweat or shake or quiver.
But as she did, Harry's hand were perspiring. And she couldn't help but sweat her hands too. Talk about weird temperature.
Harry's hands felt like feeling sweatier and sweatier every second Hermione held his hands. 'Damn you Harry Potter why do you have to own such sweaty palms! Hermione might think you're scared about this! She's gonna know you got a crush on her!! ' Harry scolded himself.
But he felt Hermione's hands getting glossy and slippery, his hands were stiff to control. But why is she sweating too anyway?
Harry finally felt something different.
"There.. there... touch that.." Hermione instructed, finally removing her hand from his much to their dismay and wiping it on the side of her robes.
Harry was really like a blind person, reading through dotted paper. He felt the first carving.
"JP?" Harry clarified to Hermione. Hermione held out an "uh-huh.." with a 'continue reading' tone.
"Is that a heart?" Harry said, Hermione didn't reply. It was obvious it was. She was anxious for him to discover the next letters.
"L...E..." Harry said, half whispering... He got what Hermione meant.
"James Potter love Lily Evans..." Harry and Hermione said in unison. There and then, Harry knew he admired and liked the perfect person. She knew how much her parents meant to him, she knew him too much, she knew. she feels. she learns..
"Wow this was actually my mom and dad's snogging place?" Harry widened his eyes, his cheeks flustering a bit and so did Hermione.
"I think so. You know I think-" Hermione said but was cut off by..
"Hermione! Harry!" Ronald Weasley breathlessly said.
"Ron! You're - here.." Hermione said with a little bit of sadness in her voice. Her 'I'm-alone-with-Harry' minutes are over. 15 minutes fly too fast. Harry just turned his head to where Ron was standing
"Yeah, Sorry I was late guys. Mom had to scold Fred and George again. And I had to wait, you know how it goes.." Ron smiled.
"Harry! Where are you glasses?!" Ron asked, surprised and Harry leaning on the table doing nothing.
"I broke them.." Hermione said flatly before Harry could even say anything.
"Ohhh... Poor you Harry. I didn't bring my wand.." Ron said almost predictable that Hermione was about to ask that. He removed his coat next, sitting down across Harry.
"So what did you guys do when I was away?" Ron asked.
Hermione and Harry didn't want to answer anything. There could have been some differene when they were together.
There was silence between the three.
"Well?" Ron asked again impatiently raising his eyebrows.
"Er.." Hermione squeaked. "Nothing much. Right Harry?" Hermione turned to Harry.
"Yeah, nothing. much. We had lunch here and talked a bit." Harry said openly, being more close to Ron.
"Oh I see. I wonder why It took you two long enough to answer it anyway." Ron teased.
"So guys, lets go finish our trip today huh?" Ron grinned suggestively. Feeling a bit of difference in the air around them.
"Okay, But what about Harry?" Hermione asked. Harry turned his head a bit to Hermione, flattered by her 'care'.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Well we'll have to walk around hold you with us mate. Poor you." Ron chuckled.
"So let's go now..." Ron said, sliding out the bench.
"Okay.. Pamela!" Harry called nicely.
s"*huff*huff* Yes Sir!" Pamela said huskily.
"Here's our lunch payment..." Harry said, with an unfinished sentence tone.
"And mine.. " Hermione fished for money in her bag when Harry touched her arm as if telling her that he'd pay for this with a small smile.
"And my tip.." Harry grinned widely while saying that, slipping 5 galleons in her pocket. Feeling cheesy.
"Thank you so much Sir!" Pamela gave our her biggest smile. After that, she left the table and went back to the cashier.
"So let's go?" Ron grinned, anticipating to go outside. The settled snow was so inviting to step on.
The three finally got outside, and almost back to where we started.
Ron talking to Harry about anything her oculd think of talking about, but Hermione wasn't reading her novel anymore. Well, it wasn't there.
Hermione haltly stopped walking.
"Guys, I'll be right back. Wait for me here. I forgot my novel." Hermione said huskily and turn to go back to Three Broomsticks to fetch her unattained novel.
"Harry. Don't tell me you didn't make your move." Ron teased Harry, who had one of his arms flung over his shoulder.
"Ron. Shut up. How could I even make one that I can't see anything?" Harry said bitterly.
"Did you two kiss Harry?" Ron asked again, ignoring the previous answer.
"A-and did you acutally snog?" Ron asked again, didn't wait for Harry to answer the other question too.
"Ron! We didn't!" Harry gritted his teeth. In anger and in.. er, anger.
"Tsk. tsk. You're mellow Harry. Be agressive! B!-E! Agressive!" Ron teased, mimicing a cheerleader chant.
"No chance Ron." Harry sighed.
"Oh yeah, wait till you see what I do.." Ron warned with a silly grin on his face.
Before Harry could say any threats to Ron, they felt Hermione running back to them.
"Sorry guys. I'm so forgetful." Hermione said catching her breath.
"It's okay." Harry said immediately.
"Hermione could you hold on Harry for a minute?, my shoelaces are untied." Ron said and after removing Harry's arm around his shoulder, made Harry's other arm drape around Hermione's shoulder. And immediately ducked and 'tied his shoelaces (which weren't really untied)'.
Hermione blushed. So did Harry. Harry had his arm around her like, possesively.
Too close again. too close to resist.
Harry took a deep breath. This was it. What the Hermione admirers and everybody else said. She did smell so good.
The moment he inhaled air around Hermione, something familiar but rare (er?) reached his nostrils. He didn't feel it this strong, the scent so strong except right now.
BANG! CLAH FLASH! KA-POW! ZING! FLOOP!
There is was. Harry Potter as officially in-love in Hermione Granger.
No it isn't the ingredients in the perfume Hermione wore. Tell you why?
Potions class - Just last week they made a potion, a perfume to make you smell like who you are. Well, just for the girls.
The better your thoughts, your souls, your feeling, your everything. If Lucius Malfoy wore the potion, he's smell ultra worse than a skunk. So that's a good example.
The potion should last for 2 weeks.
The more goodness in your heart, the better scent it has.
Guys who were admiring Hermione, who came close to her when unexpected would just sigh in front of her.
She smelled so good.
So kissable.
But Harry was around. Nobody dared to do anything else beyond giving her flowers and chocolates and sweet stuff.
Harry also overheard Lavender and Parvati talking. Well, 'accidentaly'. -
"My goodness Hermione smells so good..." Lavender sighed after Hermione passed the pathway that affected the air around.
"Yeah, we smell like trash bins compared to her scent." Parvati dragged her words.
"Did you know? Hermione said you will superly smell the best when the one who loves you is super near you?" Lavender excitedly spoke again.
Harry opened his eyes super wide.
"you will superly smell the best when the one who loves you is super near you?"
Lavender's voice echoed in his mind.
'Does this mean? I do love her? Sile super love her??' Harry thought alarmingly, forgetting to breathe for a while.
"Ron, how many minutes does it take for a grown-up boy to tie showlaces?" Hermione asked impatiently. Hoping not to have insulted Harry.
"Chill Hermione. i'm finished.. now." Ron said, starightening up.
Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron.
"I'll help you there Hermione." Ron said, taking Harry's arm over his shoulder.
'Hahaha. Ron's evil scheme is coming to action...' Ron thought evilly.
The three walked to gather. Harry still walking like a blind, helpless person, in between and his arms over his two bestfriends.
He couldn't get better friends than he had.
The three neared a tree. And they got inside, well the area. There was a bench there. One beside the tree.
"Why are we here Ron?" Hermione asked, looking around. It seemed closed, the stringed leaves of the big tree covered the area like light curtains.
"Well, thinking that I'm going to the bathroom for about 15 minutes. you understand what that means, I'm leaving you two here so that nobody will dist- I mean, so you won't have to wait for me at the bench outside, Which is cold. It really is sort of cozier in here right?" Ron grinned.
Not waiting for a reply, he went into a shop and 'went to the bathroom'.
"Ron's right Harry. It is cozy here. I never knew this tree would grow strings." Hermione looked around.
Harry and Hermione settled down the bench.
"So Harry, after Ron gets back, we'll have to go back at Hogwarts to fix you glasses then. We don't want to miss the fireworks display later." Hermione said.
"Okay. Thanks." Harry grinned a little.
"Sorry again about your glasses." Hermione said, haunted by me consience(spl?)
"Hermione.. I said It's okay. "Harry chuckled.
Hermione grinned.
Harry felt something different in the area. especially the bench. So did Hermione.
Hermione's curiosity made her stand up.
"Hermione? Where are you going?" Harry asked, feeling her move.
"I'll just look around. Don't worry. I won't leave you." Hermione smiled and walked around the tree.
Harry hoped she wouldn't see him smile like an idiot.
'I won't leave you..' Hermione's words floated in his mind.
Hermione then finally saw what she expected.
A carving.
"Harry!" Hermione squealed.
"What?" Harry snapped out of this thoughts.
"Look - I mean, feel this! Another our your parent's carvings!" Hermione said happily and guided him to the area again.
"Another one? I saw two of my Parent's Trademarks in one day! Wow!"Harry grinned so wide.
"Yes, It says: JP 3 LE. FOREVER. 12/24/86 ." Hermione said, slowing down as she said 12/2386.
"Wow, It's excactly 18 years since that carving was here huh?" Harry said, amazed.
"Yeah,." Hermione siad breathlessly.
The two went back hand-in-hand to the bench.
"Thanks Hermione. You do know how much this means to me." Harry said, looking downrsisting from blushing.
"Sure, that's nothing." Hermione smiled, looking away.
Hermione looked back at Harry again.
"So Harry, what are you plannig to do as soon as your glasses get fixed then?" Hermione asked curiously as the two sat back down on the cold, cemented bench.
"Mm, You'll have to see." Harry smiled. There was a plan in that head and hour ago.
"Okay, promise you won't kill me?" Hermione laughed.
"Never in a million Years Hermione." Harry said.
"Okay, another question, who did you miss looking at today?" Hermione asked, just blurted out of her system. She expected Cho.
"You.." Harry gave out a silly smile.
Hermione blushed.
"Liar." Hermione laughed.
"No really. You may not know it but I always check you ou- I mean, check up on you. - " Harry stuttered, giving a short pause
"Because you're too moody. One your happy, next you're not." - The best excuse he could think of. Wimp.
"I am?" Hermione laughed.
"Yeah you are!" Harry teased.
"Well you are too!" Hermione responded.
"Are not!" Harry defended.
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
Ron, who has been checking up on the two sighed. Harry is sch a wimp.
"Hey guys!" Ron said, pretending not to have seen or heard their conversation.
"Hey Ron." The two greeted.
"I think I heard 'are not', 'are too'" shouting, Why?" Ron chuckled.
"Well, Harry said I'm moody. I'm not moody right Ron?" Hermione said.
"You are Hermione." Ron laughed.
Hermione crossed her arms, pretending to be angry.
The three laughed again, then before 6:00 PM, went back to the carriages
back to Hogwarts.
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Okay, that's finished. sorry it took me FOREVER to update. lol.
EVERYTHING ELSE IS IN CHAPTER FOUR SO WAIT UP FOR IT! BWAHHAH!
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