A/N: Did you guys take me serious with the whole 70 reviews thing? It would
be nice, though. I used to get 10 per chapter but now you guys are teasing
me. I have just barely as much as Life Through Sarah's Eyes. C'mon
people!!!
Disclaimer: I'm not getting paid. Damnit. I don't own shit. LOL.
The rest of September and October past quickly and uneventfully. Soon it was November and time for Viktor's arrival. The reason he was coming was because the Quidditch Orientationals were coming up. This was when 16 and 17-year-old students who had quidditch potential got to meet real quidditch players. This included Viktor.
So the day arrived. Harry was going to be examined by different quidditch teams so he had a full schedule. Hermione was very worried about Harry. How would he act when she made a decision? Viktor may have treated her badly in the end but she couldn't lie. There was still a place in her heart for him.
The week the Quidditch people came to the school they had off. So the first day Harry had to take a medical exam to make sure he was fit for Quidditch. So she decided to talk to Viktor.
"So, Hermione, how are you doing?" Viktor asked. His English had gotten much better.
"Very good. I'm seeing someone." She said. Viktor's face fell.
"Oh. He must be very lucky. Who?" Viktor asked.
"Harry." Hermione said. Viktor's face fell lower. "Viktor?"
"Yes?" Viktor asked.
"Why? Why did you break up with me for Celena Walton? Why come back now?" Hermione asked.
"Because I realized what I lost." Viktor said.
Harry sat on the examination table waiting for the medic-wizard. When he walked in Harry sensed a problem.
"Mr. Potter, there has been a problem." The medic-wizard said. 'There it is' Harry thought. "You see you have gone under many serious injuries and we believe you are not fit to play quidditch professionally."
"Oh…" Harry said thinking.
"We're sorry."
"Excuse me." Harry said running out of the examination tent they'd set up. He needed to find Hermione.
"What is it that you lost?" Hermione asked, gulping.
"This," Viktor said simply, cupping his hands under Hermione's chin and letting his lips meet hers, they lingered there. Hermione didn't stop them but somewhat encouraged them.
Harry walked around the lake looking for Hermione. He walked past some bramble bushes and froze at what he saw.
Hermione- his- Hermione kissing someone else. Someone who wasn't him.
"What is going on here!?" Harry asked loudly. Hermione jumped to her feet.
"Harry. Umm nothing is going on." Hermione said anxiously.
"That's bullshit, Hermione. That's freakin' bullshit." Harry said. He felt tears come to his eyes. He turned and walked away. Hermione followed him.
"Harry- Harry wait! I'm sorry. It was an accident." Hermione said grabbing his arm. Harry shook it off.
"So I'm supposed to believe your lips joined magnetically? Hermione, I may not be as smart as you but I'm sure as hell not dumb." Harry said.
"I'm sorry," Hermione, said meaningfully.
"Hermione, sometimes 'sorry' doesn't mean anything. I needed you. You quite obviously didn't need me." Harry said.
"Why did you need me?" Hermione asked.
"It's nothing. Nothing at all." Harry said walking off.
He stomped into the Gryffindor Boys Dorm. He was looking for Ron. He found him lying on his bed reading 'The Quidditch Pitch', a Quidditch magazine.
"Am I an asshole?" Harry asked.
"Is that rhetorical?" Ron responded absentmindedly.
"Am I a bad boyfriend?" Harry said rephrasing his question.
"You'd have to ask Hermione." Ron said.
"I'm afraid that is highly impossible." Harry said. Ron lowered his magazine.
"What do you mean?" Ron asked. Harry sat down on her old bed.
"Hermione kissed Viktor." Harry said. Ron gaped at him.
"Oh. My. God." Ron said. "I'm so sorry, man."
"Yeah." Harry said.
Hermione fell back ward back onto the ground. She buried her face in her hands.
"What am I going to do?" She murmured.
"Well Hermione I have an idea." Viktor said leaning in to kiss her again. Hermione turned her head away.
"No Viktor. I love Harry. Not you." Hermione said, standing up and walking away.
"So that's it is it? So why'd you kiss me?" Viktor said harshly.
"I don't know, Viktor. I don't know." Hermione said as she walked away.
Hermione walked- no ran- to the boys dorm. She opened the door and walked in. Harry was sitting on his old bed talking to Ron looking close to tears.
"So you can't even play quidditch. God your life has new levels of suckiness at the moment doesn't it?" Ron asked.
"Gee Ron, great job at making me feel better." Harry said sarcastically.
"Umm. S'cuse me." Hermione said. She turned to leave.
"It's okay. I'm leaving." Harry said coldly, leaving and bumping shoulders with her as he left. Hermione sat on Harry's old bed.
"Okay Dr. Ron, what did Harry tell you?" Hermione asked.
"Enough to qualify you as a bitch. Not that you are one… entirely." Ron said.
"I deserve that." Hermione said, nodding.
"Did you know he can't play quidditch anymore? His body is so screwed up that he can't even try out for a nation quidditch team? Or even be considered. And he wanted to. Not to mention you kissed someone else. Not anyone even. Your EX boyfriend. Let me spell that for you: X!! (A/N: That's from Boy Meets World) He loves you. Do you love him?" Ron asked.
"With all my heart and every fiber of my being." Hermione said.
"Then you know what to do." Ron said.
"Thank you Ron." Hermione said, kissing him on the cheek. "Oops I should probably keep my lips to myself shouldn't I?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, that would help." Ron said. Hermione walked to the door and paused.
"Ron, have you ever consider being a psychiatrist?" Hermione asked.
"No." Ron said thoughtfully.
A/N: Geez… where did THAT come from? It was my quickest written chapter but it was a bitch to write. I hate breaking them up. I felt in every story Harry is the bad guy so I thought it was Hermione's turn to be the bad guy. By the way… sorry for the swears. I'm in a sweary mood. Okay… I'm bored. Bye bye bye!!!
Reviews:
Tiffany-Michelle: I try to make them at least 1000 words. Oh well. Thank you.
LOTR&HPLver: Fluff rocks
He-who-must-not-be-named: Oh gee that's nice. Ha ha. J/K. Thanx
Stef: Oh… good point. Thank you!!!
Wendy: That is nice of you!!!!
Kris: Thanks. Great review.
Mystery: Yay!! No caps!! Oh well almost no caps.
Serena Gemini: Thank you!!!
Disclaimer: I'm not getting paid. Damnit. I don't own shit. LOL.
The rest of September and October past quickly and uneventfully. Soon it was November and time for Viktor's arrival. The reason he was coming was because the Quidditch Orientationals were coming up. This was when 16 and 17-year-old students who had quidditch potential got to meet real quidditch players. This included Viktor.
So the day arrived. Harry was going to be examined by different quidditch teams so he had a full schedule. Hermione was very worried about Harry. How would he act when she made a decision? Viktor may have treated her badly in the end but she couldn't lie. There was still a place in her heart for him.
The week the Quidditch people came to the school they had off. So the first day Harry had to take a medical exam to make sure he was fit for Quidditch. So she decided to talk to Viktor.
"So, Hermione, how are you doing?" Viktor asked. His English had gotten much better.
"Very good. I'm seeing someone." She said. Viktor's face fell.
"Oh. He must be very lucky. Who?" Viktor asked.
"Harry." Hermione said. Viktor's face fell lower. "Viktor?"
"Yes?" Viktor asked.
"Why? Why did you break up with me for Celena Walton? Why come back now?" Hermione asked.
"Because I realized what I lost." Viktor said.
Harry sat on the examination table waiting for the medic-wizard. When he walked in Harry sensed a problem.
"Mr. Potter, there has been a problem." The medic-wizard said. 'There it is' Harry thought. "You see you have gone under many serious injuries and we believe you are not fit to play quidditch professionally."
"Oh…" Harry said thinking.
"We're sorry."
"Excuse me." Harry said running out of the examination tent they'd set up. He needed to find Hermione.
"What is it that you lost?" Hermione asked, gulping.
"This," Viktor said simply, cupping his hands under Hermione's chin and letting his lips meet hers, they lingered there. Hermione didn't stop them but somewhat encouraged them.
Harry walked around the lake looking for Hermione. He walked past some bramble bushes and froze at what he saw.
Hermione- his- Hermione kissing someone else. Someone who wasn't him.
"What is going on here!?" Harry asked loudly. Hermione jumped to her feet.
"Harry. Umm nothing is going on." Hermione said anxiously.
"That's bullshit, Hermione. That's freakin' bullshit." Harry said. He felt tears come to his eyes. He turned and walked away. Hermione followed him.
"Harry- Harry wait! I'm sorry. It was an accident." Hermione said grabbing his arm. Harry shook it off.
"So I'm supposed to believe your lips joined magnetically? Hermione, I may not be as smart as you but I'm sure as hell not dumb." Harry said.
"I'm sorry," Hermione, said meaningfully.
"Hermione, sometimes 'sorry' doesn't mean anything. I needed you. You quite obviously didn't need me." Harry said.
"Why did you need me?" Hermione asked.
"It's nothing. Nothing at all." Harry said walking off.
He stomped into the Gryffindor Boys Dorm. He was looking for Ron. He found him lying on his bed reading 'The Quidditch Pitch', a Quidditch magazine.
"Am I an asshole?" Harry asked.
"Is that rhetorical?" Ron responded absentmindedly.
"Am I a bad boyfriend?" Harry said rephrasing his question.
"You'd have to ask Hermione." Ron said.
"I'm afraid that is highly impossible." Harry said. Ron lowered his magazine.
"What do you mean?" Ron asked. Harry sat down on her old bed.
"Hermione kissed Viktor." Harry said. Ron gaped at him.
"Oh. My. God." Ron said. "I'm so sorry, man."
"Yeah." Harry said.
Hermione fell back ward back onto the ground. She buried her face in her hands.
"What am I going to do?" She murmured.
"Well Hermione I have an idea." Viktor said leaning in to kiss her again. Hermione turned her head away.
"No Viktor. I love Harry. Not you." Hermione said, standing up and walking away.
"So that's it is it? So why'd you kiss me?" Viktor said harshly.
"I don't know, Viktor. I don't know." Hermione said as she walked away.
Hermione walked- no ran- to the boys dorm. She opened the door and walked in. Harry was sitting on his old bed talking to Ron looking close to tears.
"So you can't even play quidditch. God your life has new levels of suckiness at the moment doesn't it?" Ron asked.
"Gee Ron, great job at making me feel better." Harry said sarcastically.
"Umm. S'cuse me." Hermione said. She turned to leave.
"It's okay. I'm leaving." Harry said coldly, leaving and bumping shoulders with her as he left. Hermione sat on Harry's old bed.
"Okay Dr. Ron, what did Harry tell you?" Hermione asked.
"Enough to qualify you as a bitch. Not that you are one… entirely." Ron said.
"I deserve that." Hermione said, nodding.
"Did you know he can't play quidditch anymore? His body is so screwed up that he can't even try out for a nation quidditch team? Or even be considered. And he wanted to. Not to mention you kissed someone else. Not anyone even. Your EX boyfriend. Let me spell that for you: X!! (A/N: That's from Boy Meets World) He loves you. Do you love him?" Ron asked.
"With all my heart and every fiber of my being." Hermione said.
"Then you know what to do." Ron said.
"Thank you Ron." Hermione said, kissing him on the cheek. "Oops I should probably keep my lips to myself shouldn't I?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, that would help." Ron said. Hermione walked to the door and paused.
"Ron, have you ever consider being a psychiatrist?" Hermione asked.
"No." Ron said thoughtfully.
A/N: Geez… where did THAT come from? It was my quickest written chapter but it was a bitch to write. I hate breaking them up. I felt in every story Harry is the bad guy so I thought it was Hermione's turn to be the bad guy. By the way… sorry for the swears. I'm in a sweary mood. Okay… I'm bored. Bye bye bye!!!
Reviews:
Tiffany-Michelle: I try to make them at least 1000 words. Oh well. Thank you.
LOTR&HPLver: Fluff rocks
He-who-must-not-be-named: Oh gee that's nice. Ha ha. J/K. Thanx
Stef: Oh… good point. Thank you!!!
Wendy: That is nice of you!!!!
Kris: Thanks. Great review.
Mystery: Yay!! No caps!! Oh well almost no caps.
Serena Gemini: Thank you!!!