Author's Notes: After so many busy days, I managed to construct another chappie... *exhales* Don't worry, my ever loyal fans... I've got the whole plot in my mind, here. I just don't have enough time to type... *Lyqa boos and shouts that I don't have a single fan out there* Anyway, I'd like to give my sincere thanks to Fire Fairy, who is patient enough to tell me my faults, and the prom committee too, they postponed our classes which we (Chaotic Chaos and I) took as an opportunity to finish another chappie... Thank you... Please read and review... ^-^
Disclaimer: Harry Potter's not mine. If it was, then Harry went to Slytherin and ended up as Voldemort's boss... And Hermione would go suicidal and hang herself... And Ron would dye his hair purple... etc...
"Hermione..." someone's calling my name, begging for attention, pleading in a low voice...
"Hermione..." I turned to look for the owner of the gentle voice...
"Here... Look here... Hermione..." That's when I saw him...
I looked at him and shuddered in delight. There was my dream man, he's smiling at me and his hands were wide open. Welcoming me in a tight embrace...
I ran towards him, hot tears streaming down my cheeks... How I long to touch his angelic face and to be swept off by my emotions again and again... I want to leave the prim and proper Hermione behind... I want to forget my past mistakes and lead a new life with this man...
I love every inch of him, his eyes, nose, and lips... his robes, his smile, his voice... him...
I closed my eyes to kiss him when...
"Ehem!" I opened my eyes saw Professor Snape pointing his finger at me. "Look at the 'proper' Hogwarts maiden over there, class..."
I felt my cheeks burn and everyone started to laugh.
"Daydreaming, eh?" Malfoy snickered, pleasing everyone else, "I bet you're thinking about that redhaired weasel again, right?"
Now it was Ron's turn to blush.
I almost felt like crying...
"Quit it, Malfoy!" Harry stood up, aiming his wand at Malfoy's chest.
"Sit down, Potter! Ten points from Gryffindor!" Snape spat out, banging his fist against the table.
"Sit down, Harry..." I whispered. He just stared at me, green eyes burning in rage. He threw his wand down and slumped angrily.
"You shouldn't have done that," I opened my notebook and grabbed my quill.
"Back there, I was expecting a word of thanks..." he muttered sarcastically.
"Ten points from Gryffindor! Talking in class!" Snape shouted, his voice booming in concealed pride. "Now... back in discussion..."
The seconds ticked away, the minutes ran off, the whole hour flew by and it was time to leave Snape's disgusting class.
I grabbed my bag and walked off, not thinking about Harry, or Ron, for that matter.
I walked faster than usual, leaving everyone else bahind me, when...
BLAG!
Lavender collapsed and everyone else thought it was funny. She hastily stood up and looked at me menacingly...
"So... The great Hermione Granger dared to throw me off my feet, eh?" She grinned toothily.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." I handed her the book that fell from her hands.
"Oh... The heartthrob doesn't mean to be flirty enough and manage to gain two suitors..." she said in a voice loud enough to draw an even bigger crowd.
"Excuse me?"
"Who's it gonna be, then? Weasley there..." I glanced at Ron's direction and saw him bow his head in a gesture of defeat, "...or Pott-"
"Let's go, Hermione!" Harry exclaimed while tugging my sleeve.
I just stood there, slack-jawed and emotionless, my heart throbbing in my chest. Harry took my hand and led me away from Lavender and her crowed. I looked at Harry and saw a blank expression on his face.
"I... I'm sorry, Hermione. I really am," he let go of my hand and weird enough, I missed t's comforting warmth.
"You didn't do anything wrong, Harry," I touched his cheeks lightly but withdrawed it immediately, "I think we're being watched. I saw a shadow..."
I clasped my hands and stopped walking. He looked me straight in the eye and brushed a few strands of hair away from my face. He combed his hair and smiled. I looked at his handsome face and managed to smile. His eyes were as green as ever and his lips were curled up in an awkward smile. He was the one who broke the icy silence.
"About what Lavender said-" he tilted his head a little to the right and his hair covered his eyes, "...it's..."
"Not true. I know..." I interjected. I know Lavender's statement has no basis and she can get a littlte too impulsive at times, too. I know Harry likes Cho Chang but somehow, for some reason, I almost expected him to tell me that he likes me... I brushed those nasty thoughts away, I love Ron, not Harry...
"Uh... Right. Right!" I don't know why but something inside me seemed to be suffocating. I shook it awa, reminding myself that Harry is just a friend of mine, no more, no less...
"Let's go!" I walked away, regaining my cool disposition.
A whole day passed and everyone else forgot about the Lavender incident. I wish I could forget about it, too. I entered the dormitory and lied down on my bed, trying to recall my dream guy's face. Heaven knows if he's still studying in Hogwarts. I closed my eyes and hugged my pillow tight. I thinked about the man I used to like - Krum, the one-browed wonder boy. He can't be the one 'coz my dream guy called me Hermione and not Herm-own-ninny... Ron's face came up next. My dream guy's not a redhead, is he? I blinked – hard. I can see him now... his eyes... I'm sure I saw those before... they look so much like –
"Go to sleep, Granger! Lights off everyone!"
Time to sleep. I might dream of him tonight...
Author's Notes: Wait for my next chappie... Hermione's dream guy would propose to her...