Author's Note: WOW! MY FIRST FLAME!! MUWAHAHAHAHA!!! I've pissed someone off! YES! my job is complete!! here it is: "that is so disgusting!rnjk rowlings wonderful characters are being abused in this fanfic! i cant believe anyone would be so SICK to put their own completely wrong feelings- and dont tell me that you're 'different' and 'normal' becuz God made men to pair w/women and i think we all know it-into something so wonderful and magical! if you're gay, keep it to yourself!" I feel so proud. This has made my day! It's not everyday that I get called sick by a narrow-minded bast-ard. muwahahah! great laughs, great laughs. *grin*
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Whispers In the Rain
Chapter 13: Bad Hermione!
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Hermione sat down between Ron and Harry off to the side of the Gryffindor common room. She set a large book on her lap and looked over at Ron. "I was just curious if it would work, honest. I hope it didn't cause any harm."
"Okay, what's going on?" Harry asked, confused. Hermione sighed, flipping through the pages of the book.
"Ron's new behaivor?" Hermione said. "You have noticed the way he's been acting, haven't you?"
"Oh, yeah." Harry nodded. "Boy, have I noticed. You should see him when we talk about me and Dra-" Harry suddenly covered up what he was saying in a fit of coughs. Hermione gave him and odd look, but said nothing.
"Aha!" Hermione pointed down at a page near the back of the book. Ron and Harry leaned over to read the page.
**The Acceptingly Open Charm. Have a boyfriend that just wont let up? A jealous friend? A rude employee? Then your in need of this charm! It will slightly alter a person's additude to bring out their accepting and emotionally open side.**
"You put a spell on me!" Ron yelled. Hermione cringed as a couple of people looked over curiously. "I can't believe you did that. No wonder I wasn't being myself."
"But that's just the beauty of it, Ron." Hermione said. "It's not turning you into someone else. Your still the same. It just brings out these qualities that you have hiding within. So... It's not that bad."
Ron continued to glare at her as Harry gave a sigh of relief. It was what Ron had within, that meant Ron would still accept him being gay. Harry looked back down at the page. "Is there a way to get rid of it?"
"Well," Hermione shut the book. "There is. But are you sure you want to? I kind of like him like this."
"Well, yea, I know what you mean." Harry admitted. "But still, it's only fair to him."
"Hey, hello!" Ron interupted. "Stop talking like I'm not here. Hermione, fix it! Now!" Ron narrowed his eyes, speaking through gritted teeth. "Do it Hermione."
"All right." Hermione replied. She pulled out her wand and waved it at him, muttering a few inaudible words. Ron stared at them both, then blinked rapidly. "Better?"
"I think..." Ron faded off, thinking. Suddenly he turned to Harry. "How could you like that Malfoy!?!"
"Ron!" Harry yelled in shocked. "Quiet! Stop yelling."
"Harry, what is he talking about?" Hermione asked. Harry blushed heavily and muttered something about the time and being tired. Hermione gave him a determined look. 'Crap.' Harry thought. 'She's got that look. She's not gonna stop until she finds out. I might as well tell her...'
"I don't think we should talk here." Harry said softly, noticing that their outbursts had drawn the attention of a few people. "Let's go for a walk, okay?"
"Okay." Hermione stood, setting her book on a nearby table. Ron remained seated, a look of anger on his face. "Ron? You comming?"
"No, I'm not." Ron stood and headed for the boy's dorms. "I need to think."
"He'll come around." Harry said. Hermione sighed and followed Harry out of the portrait hole. They walked down the hall and turned into the other all before Harry got the courage to speak. "I need to tell you something."
"All right." Hermione said, stopping and turning to him. Harry hesitated, staring at the floor. "Harry, you can tell me anything. That's what friends are for you know."
"Hermione, this is kinda hard to say." Harry took a deep breath. "I'm... g-g-a--"
"Huh?" Hermione asked, not able to decipher his words.
"I'm gay! That's right, gay!" Harry suddenly said, the words suddenly bursting out. "And I like Draco Malfoy. Ron has been helping me all Christmas break to get Draco to admit that he likes me back. I know he does. And I kissed him! Yes, kissed him! God, Hermione, it was wonderful!" Harry eyes seemed to glaze over as he got a dreamy look on his face. "Those lips, those eyes. I had him cornered in the owlery. He was all mine, all mine."
Hermione stared at him in disbelief. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing come out. She was needless to say shocked to hear Harry say all this, especially about Draco Malfoy. How could Harry be gay? He, afterall, had that crush on Cho, the Ravenclaw a year ahead of them. Harry looked at Hermione, waiting for her to say something. She opened her mouth yet again, but found that there was nothing she could say. Unable to stand the look Harry was giving her, she suddenly started walking away.
"Hermione?" Harry called after her. She sped up her walking, but he didn't follow her. Feeling defeated, Harry walked back to the Gryffindor tower.
Hermione, after a few minutes of wandering, had found herself getting close to the Slytherin's entrance. Not wanting to think about what Harry had said, she turned to leave, but came face to face with a pair of blue-grey eyes.
"Well if it isn't the little Mudblood." Draco drawled. Hermione rolled her eyes, she was not in the mood. "And what brings you to our side of the castle?"
"None of your business, Malfoy." She replied, not removing her eyes from his.
"Where are your little body guards?" Draco asked, smirking. Hermione watched him a second, then to his shock, and hers, smiled.
"I'm sure your more interested in where Harry is than anything." His eyes widened slightly at her words. Hermione couldn't help but smile wider. "He is the one your thinking about right now, isn't he?"
"I dont' know where your getting at, Mudblood." Draco growled. Hermione thoughts raced a moment before she said something that made her cover her mouth in shock.
"If you hurt him, Malfoy, you'll regret it." Draco lost the sneer that had been forming on his face and just stared at her. After getting over the shock of what she just said, she felt her strength pull up. "I mean it. Don't hurt him."
With that, Hermione turned and stormed down the hall. Draco watched her receed before slumping against the wall. 'What the hell was that?' He asked himself.
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welp, there ya go. A lot of people had guessed that it was a spell. Oh, you smart, smart people! ^^
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Whispers In the Rain
Chapter 13: Bad Hermione!
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Hermione sat down between Ron and Harry off to the side of the Gryffindor common room. She set a large book on her lap and looked over at Ron. "I was just curious if it would work, honest. I hope it didn't cause any harm."
"Okay, what's going on?" Harry asked, confused. Hermione sighed, flipping through the pages of the book.
"Ron's new behaivor?" Hermione said. "You have noticed the way he's been acting, haven't you?"
"Oh, yeah." Harry nodded. "Boy, have I noticed. You should see him when we talk about me and Dra-" Harry suddenly covered up what he was saying in a fit of coughs. Hermione gave him and odd look, but said nothing.
"Aha!" Hermione pointed down at a page near the back of the book. Ron and Harry leaned over to read the page.
**The Acceptingly Open Charm. Have a boyfriend that just wont let up? A jealous friend? A rude employee? Then your in need of this charm! It will slightly alter a person's additude to bring out their accepting and emotionally open side.**
"You put a spell on me!" Ron yelled. Hermione cringed as a couple of people looked over curiously. "I can't believe you did that. No wonder I wasn't being myself."
"But that's just the beauty of it, Ron." Hermione said. "It's not turning you into someone else. Your still the same. It just brings out these qualities that you have hiding within. So... It's not that bad."
Ron continued to glare at her as Harry gave a sigh of relief. It was what Ron had within, that meant Ron would still accept him being gay. Harry looked back down at the page. "Is there a way to get rid of it?"
"Well," Hermione shut the book. "There is. But are you sure you want to? I kind of like him like this."
"Well, yea, I know what you mean." Harry admitted. "But still, it's only fair to him."
"Hey, hello!" Ron interupted. "Stop talking like I'm not here. Hermione, fix it! Now!" Ron narrowed his eyes, speaking through gritted teeth. "Do it Hermione."
"All right." Hermione replied. She pulled out her wand and waved it at him, muttering a few inaudible words. Ron stared at them both, then blinked rapidly. "Better?"
"I think..." Ron faded off, thinking. Suddenly he turned to Harry. "How could you like that Malfoy!?!"
"Ron!" Harry yelled in shocked. "Quiet! Stop yelling."
"Harry, what is he talking about?" Hermione asked. Harry blushed heavily and muttered something about the time and being tired. Hermione gave him a determined look. 'Crap.' Harry thought. 'She's got that look. She's not gonna stop until she finds out. I might as well tell her...'
"I don't think we should talk here." Harry said softly, noticing that their outbursts had drawn the attention of a few people. "Let's go for a walk, okay?"
"Okay." Hermione stood, setting her book on a nearby table. Ron remained seated, a look of anger on his face. "Ron? You comming?"
"No, I'm not." Ron stood and headed for the boy's dorms. "I need to think."
"He'll come around." Harry said. Hermione sighed and followed Harry out of the portrait hole. They walked down the hall and turned into the other all before Harry got the courage to speak. "I need to tell you something."
"All right." Hermione said, stopping and turning to him. Harry hesitated, staring at the floor. "Harry, you can tell me anything. That's what friends are for you know."
"Hermione, this is kinda hard to say." Harry took a deep breath. "I'm... g-g-a--"
"Huh?" Hermione asked, not able to decipher his words.
"I'm gay! That's right, gay!" Harry suddenly said, the words suddenly bursting out. "And I like Draco Malfoy. Ron has been helping me all Christmas break to get Draco to admit that he likes me back. I know he does. And I kissed him! Yes, kissed him! God, Hermione, it was wonderful!" Harry eyes seemed to glaze over as he got a dreamy look on his face. "Those lips, those eyes. I had him cornered in the owlery. He was all mine, all mine."
Hermione stared at him in disbelief. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing come out. She was needless to say shocked to hear Harry say all this, especially about Draco Malfoy. How could Harry be gay? He, afterall, had that crush on Cho, the Ravenclaw a year ahead of them. Harry looked at Hermione, waiting for her to say something. She opened her mouth yet again, but found that there was nothing she could say. Unable to stand the look Harry was giving her, she suddenly started walking away.
"Hermione?" Harry called after her. She sped up her walking, but he didn't follow her. Feeling defeated, Harry walked back to the Gryffindor tower.
Hermione, after a few minutes of wandering, had found herself getting close to the Slytherin's entrance. Not wanting to think about what Harry had said, she turned to leave, but came face to face with a pair of blue-grey eyes.
"Well if it isn't the little Mudblood." Draco drawled. Hermione rolled her eyes, she was not in the mood. "And what brings you to our side of the castle?"
"None of your business, Malfoy." She replied, not removing her eyes from his.
"Where are your little body guards?" Draco asked, smirking. Hermione watched him a second, then to his shock, and hers, smiled.
"I'm sure your more interested in where Harry is than anything." His eyes widened slightly at her words. Hermione couldn't help but smile wider. "He is the one your thinking about right now, isn't he?"
"I dont' know where your getting at, Mudblood." Draco growled. Hermione thoughts raced a moment before she said something that made her cover her mouth in shock.
"If you hurt him, Malfoy, you'll regret it." Draco lost the sneer that had been forming on his face and just stared at her. After getting over the shock of what she just said, she felt her strength pull up. "I mean it. Don't hurt him."
With that, Hermione turned and stormed down the hall. Draco watched her receed before slumping against the wall. 'What the hell was that?' He asked himself.
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welp, there ya go. A lot of people had guessed that it was a spell. Oh, you smart, smart people! ^^
