For Who They Really Are: She said yes?
Disclaimer: Must I go through this every time?
Author's Note: Chapter Three, whippy! This is the part where all the controversy starts. it's not going to be too amazing. ENJOY!! (I hope. *grumble*)
Hermione's P.O.V:
I watched as Draco slipped out of the room. I tried to listen to the closing remarks of the Head Master but I was too caught up with Draco.
Why do I even care? That is going to be a mystery until I can get my finger on it.
I bit my lip nervously.
"Are you okay?" Harry looked at me. His eyes were a little watery as well.
"I'm fine." I smiled at him. "I think I need to step outside for awhile."
"But were about to have a feast." Ron looked at me. Typical, always thinking about food.
"I'll follow. I just need a little air. This is too much for me." My heart began to ache as I remembered Catalina. She was such an amazing person. I stood up from my seat.
"Would you like me to go with you?" Harry stood up and grabbed my arm.
"I'd like a little down time." I smiled at him.
"Down time?" He looked at me confused.
"Marisa, will explain it to you." I kissed him on the cheek and left the room.
I looked for Draco for a little while and finally found him by the fountain.
"Is this seat taken?" I whispered.
Draco looked up at me. "It's not a seat and it's not taken."
I sat down. "She was your sister, huh? That's so weird." I shook my head.
Draco's P.O.V:
"Why?" I looked at Hermione. I had to admit she looked stunning in her skirt.
"Because she was so nice and you were uh." She bit her lip. "Not so nice."
"It's weird isn't it?" I sighed.
Hermione shot me a confused glance. She was probably wondering why I didn't react or maybe why I was speaking to her. I mean it's not like were friends.
"What?"
"That she's my sister and none of you ever knew. No one ever figured that we were related. I was told many times how much I looked like her. Maybe it was because we were two totally different people."
Hermione nodded her head.
"It hurts that I was not able to tell everyone that she was my sister. I was so proud of her. I just wish I had the courage to fight back just like she did."
"I know how it feels I lost my only sibling when I was nine. He died of leukemia." She began to cry. "He was only six."
I had no idea what to do. She looked so helpless.
"I miss him you know? Even if we only had six years together not a day goes by that I don't think of him." She took a deep breath and smiled at me. "There's a cure for sadness although the Band Aid helps."
"What?" I looked at her.
She looked me in the eye for what seemed to be an eternity.
"Hugs." She put her arms around me.
I haven't felt this safe since Catalina hugged me. I cautiously put my arms around her as well.
"You've changed so much Draco Malfoy. I'm sorry you weren't this way before." She put her head down.
"No one ever tried to see me as the real me. I was just to head strong." I sighed.
"I need to go." Hermione tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Thanks for. uh. the. hug." I cleared my throat.
"You looked like you could use it." She gave me an uncomfortable smile and walked away.
I had the weirdest feeling in my stomach. I felt nervous.
Hermione's P.O.V:
What the hell is wrong with me one minute I'm feeling bad for Draco Malfoy and the next I'm hugging him. Oh gawd! I need to see a shrink. It's okay Hermione you were just being nice and it's okay to be nice. Yeah! But you shouldn't be that nice to the one who tormented you.
I walked back into the Great Hall to let everyone know that I was going back to my room to rest.
"Are you okay Mione?" Marisa looked at me.
"I'm fine just a little tired." My head began to turn and my knees got weak. I put my hand on my forehead. "Wow!"
"I'll walk you back to the room." Harry pushed away his plate.
"No." I began to protest.
"I will not take that answer." He took my elbow. "I'll see you all in the common room."
Harry and I headed for my quarters.
"I'm really glad your back Hermione." He smiled at me as I walked into the painting.
"I am too. See you later." I kissed him on the cheek.
I walked over to the lounging chair and once I hit the pillow my eyes were shut.
Draco's P.O.V:
When I was younger my mother explained to me that when you were in-love with someone you'd get butterflies in your stomach. But I never did understand what she meant, was it literal? What does it mean to get butterflies? That was the one question my mother never told me.
"You'll figure it out soon." She smiled.
I walked back to my room and found Hermione asleep on the lounge chair. She looked so peaceful lying like that. I smiled to myself maybe this year really wasn't going too so bad after all.
Harry's P.O.V:
"I'm asking her tonight." I looked at Ron.
"Who?" He looked at the chessboard.
"Hermione."
"But it's too soon! How can you say you're in-love with her you haven't seen her in two years." Ron shook his head.
"Love follows no time." I sighed.
My feelings for Hermione are not mutual this was something I've never felt before. Her mere presence makes me feel like I'm on top of the world. I am in-love with everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, the way she talked.
"I only wish you the best."
"Wish who the best?" Ginny approached us with a smile.
"Harry here is going to ask Hermione out." Ron blurted.
Her smile faded. "Isn't it a little to soon."
"But the all mighty Harry says, 'Love follows no time.'" Ron said with a French accent.
"Oh. Well I'll see you both later." Ginny's voice was quivering.
"What's wrong with her?" I looked at Ron.
"You are so vague." Marisa shook her head. "It's way obvious that Ginny so likes you."
"It's way obvious that this so isn't your problem." I replied in the same tone. Ron chuckled.
"Whatever!" Marisa rolled her eyes. "Hermione's so not going to say yes."
"That' not going to stop me from trying." I smiled at her.
"Really? Go try your luck now. She's up." Marisa pointed to the portrait of Godric Gryffindor;
"I think I will." I stood up and knocked on the portrait.
Hermione's P.O.V:
I was finishing unpacking my things when I heard a knock on the portrait hole leading to the Gryffindor common room.
"Oh." I bit my lip. "Hey Harry. What brings you here?"
"I need to talk to you. And I think you may want to sit down." Harry walked me over to my bed. "You see. a lot of people told me that this was hopeless and that it was too soon and you'd never say yes. I mean it's been two years. but there's something about you that makes me. I don't know how to say this its unexplainable. From the moment I laid I eyes on you last night my heart jumped and I didn't know how to act around you. And I do believe that's it's kinda soon but."
"Harry just get to the point were getting no where." I shook my head in frustration.
"Hermione." He knelt down on one knee.
Is he going to propose or something?
"Will you go out with me?"
"What?" my voice croaked and I was certain that I sounded like a donkey.
Harry smiled. 'Will you be my girl friend?"
I looked him in the eye. There was so much emotion flowing out. And I didn't know what to do.
He fumbled with my hand nervously.
I couldn't. "Yes." . say no.
Harry looked at me surprised.
I nodded my head.
He sat down beside me and gave me a kiss on the lips. It wasn't as romantic as I expected.
"You don't know how happy you made me Hermione." He smiled at me.
"Harry, ohmigawd! Are you crying?" I gave him a weird look.
"I'm just really happy. It was a ninety percent chance you'd say no."
"But I didn't." I smiled at him.
It felt good in the chest but my heart wasn't too sure about the decision I had just made. What have I done?
"Harry you should really go back to the common room. uh. were. uh. not allowed. to.. uh. have people here." I thought of the fastest way to get him out of here. I needed to think about the decision I had just made.
"You'll follow right?"
"Yeah I will." I kissed him one last time in the lips to make my alibi more convincing.
Harry walked back to the common room. I could not say no to Harry. It would just break him. This will only last for awhile I mean it's not like I'm marrying him. This is just mutual. yeah. it's just mutual. isn't it?
I buried my face in my hands. "Why did I say yes?" I groaned.
Harry's P.O.V:
"So." Marisa looked at me. "She found a way not to break your heart?"
"She said yes." I smiled triumphantly.
Ron and Marisa looked at me in astonishment. "She said. YES?!?"
A/N: I hate this chapter!! But I needed some controversy in my story. and this were it really all begins. Please give opinions on what you think. I'm really sorry if you don't like it. because I DON'T EITHER!
Disclaimer: Must I go through this every time?
Author's Note: Chapter Three, whippy! This is the part where all the controversy starts. it's not going to be too amazing. ENJOY!! (I hope. *grumble*)
Hermione's P.O.V:
I watched as Draco slipped out of the room. I tried to listen to the closing remarks of the Head Master but I was too caught up with Draco.
Why do I even care? That is going to be a mystery until I can get my finger on it.
I bit my lip nervously.
"Are you okay?" Harry looked at me. His eyes were a little watery as well.
"I'm fine." I smiled at him. "I think I need to step outside for awhile."
"But were about to have a feast." Ron looked at me. Typical, always thinking about food.
"I'll follow. I just need a little air. This is too much for me." My heart began to ache as I remembered Catalina. She was such an amazing person. I stood up from my seat.
"Would you like me to go with you?" Harry stood up and grabbed my arm.
"I'd like a little down time." I smiled at him.
"Down time?" He looked at me confused.
"Marisa, will explain it to you." I kissed him on the cheek and left the room.
I looked for Draco for a little while and finally found him by the fountain.
"Is this seat taken?" I whispered.
Draco looked up at me. "It's not a seat and it's not taken."
I sat down. "She was your sister, huh? That's so weird." I shook my head.
Draco's P.O.V:
"Why?" I looked at Hermione. I had to admit she looked stunning in her skirt.
"Because she was so nice and you were uh." She bit her lip. "Not so nice."
"It's weird isn't it?" I sighed.
Hermione shot me a confused glance. She was probably wondering why I didn't react or maybe why I was speaking to her. I mean it's not like were friends.
"What?"
"That she's my sister and none of you ever knew. No one ever figured that we were related. I was told many times how much I looked like her. Maybe it was because we were two totally different people."
Hermione nodded her head.
"It hurts that I was not able to tell everyone that she was my sister. I was so proud of her. I just wish I had the courage to fight back just like she did."
"I know how it feels I lost my only sibling when I was nine. He died of leukemia." She began to cry. "He was only six."
I had no idea what to do. She looked so helpless.
"I miss him you know? Even if we only had six years together not a day goes by that I don't think of him." She took a deep breath and smiled at me. "There's a cure for sadness although the Band Aid helps."
"What?" I looked at her.
She looked me in the eye for what seemed to be an eternity.
"Hugs." She put her arms around me.
I haven't felt this safe since Catalina hugged me. I cautiously put my arms around her as well.
"You've changed so much Draco Malfoy. I'm sorry you weren't this way before." She put her head down.
"No one ever tried to see me as the real me. I was just to head strong." I sighed.
"I need to go." Hermione tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Thanks for. uh. the. hug." I cleared my throat.
"You looked like you could use it." She gave me an uncomfortable smile and walked away.
I had the weirdest feeling in my stomach. I felt nervous.
Hermione's P.O.V:
What the hell is wrong with me one minute I'm feeling bad for Draco Malfoy and the next I'm hugging him. Oh gawd! I need to see a shrink. It's okay Hermione you were just being nice and it's okay to be nice. Yeah! But you shouldn't be that nice to the one who tormented you.
I walked back into the Great Hall to let everyone know that I was going back to my room to rest.
"Are you okay Mione?" Marisa looked at me.
"I'm fine just a little tired." My head began to turn and my knees got weak. I put my hand on my forehead. "Wow!"
"I'll walk you back to the room." Harry pushed away his plate.
"No." I began to protest.
"I will not take that answer." He took my elbow. "I'll see you all in the common room."
Harry and I headed for my quarters.
"I'm really glad your back Hermione." He smiled at me as I walked into the painting.
"I am too. See you later." I kissed him on the cheek.
I walked over to the lounging chair and once I hit the pillow my eyes were shut.
Draco's P.O.V:
When I was younger my mother explained to me that when you were in-love with someone you'd get butterflies in your stomach. But I never did understand what she meant, was it literal? What does it mean to get butterflies? That was the one question my mother never told me.
"You'll figure it out soon." She smiled.
I walked back to my room and found Hermione asleep on the lounge chair. She looked so peaceful lying like that. I smiled to myself maybe this year really wasn't going too so bad after all.
Harry's P.O.V:
"I'm asking her tonight." I looked at Ron.
"Who?" He looked at the chessboard.
"Hermione."
"But it's too soon! How can you say you're in-love with her you haven't seen her in two years." Ron shook his head.
"Love follows no time." I sighed.
My feelings for Hermione are not mutual this was something I've never felt before. Her mere presence makes me feel like I'm on top of the world. I am in-love with everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, the way she talked.
"I only wish you the best."
"Wish who the best?" Ginny approached us with a smile.
"Harry here is going to ask Hermione out." Ron blurted.
Her smile faded. "Isn't it a little to soon."
"But the all mighty Harry says, 'Love follows no time.'" Ron said with a French accent.
"Oh. Well I'll see you both later." Ginny's voice was quivering.
"What's wrong with her?" I looked at Ron.
"You are so vague." Marisa shook her head. "It's way obvious that Ginny so likes you."
"It's way obvious that this so isn't your problem." I replied in the same tone. Ron chuckled.
"Whatever!" Marisa rolled her eyes. "Hermione's so not going to say yes."
"That' not going to stop me from trying." I smiled at her.
"Really? Go try your luck now. She's up." Marisa pointed to the portrait of Godric Gryffindor;
"I think I will." I stood up and knocked on the portrait.
Hermione's P.O.V:
I was finishing unpacking my things when I heard a knock on the portrait hole leading to the Gryffindor common room.
"Oh." I bit my lip. "Hey Harry. What brings you here?"
"I need to talk to you. And I think you may want to sit down." Harry walked me over to my bed. "You see. a lot of people told me that this was hopeless and that it was too soon and you'd never say yes. I mean it's been two years. but there's something about you that makes me. I don't know how to say this its unexplainable. From the moment I laid I eyes on you last night my heart jumped and I didn't know how to act around you. And I do believe that's it's kinda soon but."
"Harry just get to the point were getting no where." I shook my head in frustration.
"Hermione." He knelt down on one knee.
Is he going to propose or something?
"Will you go out with me?"
"What?" my voice croaked and I was certain that I sounded like a donkey.
Harry smiled. 'Will you be my girl friend?"
I looked him in the eye. There was so much emotion flowing out. And I didn't know what to do.
He fumbled with my hand nervously.
I couldn't. "Yes." . say no.
Harry looked at me surprised.
I nodded my head.
He sat down beside me and gave me a kiss on the lips. It wasn't as romantic as I expected.
"You don't know how happy you made me Hermione." He smiled at me.
"Harry, ohmigawd! Are you crying?" I gave him a weird look.
"I'm just really happy. It was a ninety percent chance you'd say no."
"But I didn't." I smiled at him.
It felt good in the chest but my heart wasn't too sure about the decision I had just made. What have I done?
"Harry you should really go back to the common room. uh. were. uh. not allowed. to.. uh. have people here." I thought of the fastest way to get him out of here. I needed to think about the decision I had just made.
"You'll follow right?"
"Yeah I will." I kissed him one last time in the lips to make my alibi more convincing.
Harry walked back to the common room. I could not say no to Harry. It would just break him. This will only last for awhile I mean it's not like I'm marrying him. This is just mutual. yeah. it's just mutual. isn't it?
I buried my face in my hands. "Why did I say yes?" I groaned.
Harry's P.O.V:
"So." Marisa looked at me. "She found a way not to break your heart?"
"She said yes." I smiled triumphantly.
Ron and Marisa looked at me in astonishment. "She said. YES?!?"
A/N: I hate this chapter!! But I needed some controversy in my story. and this were it really all begins. Please give opinions on what you think. I'm really sorry if you don't like it. because I DON'T EITHER!