Disclaimer-okay—same as before. I don't own anything except the plot, of which some themes come from A Walk To Remember.
A/N-this is common sense u guys but I think we need a lesson: if you think there's something wrong with my story, or something that isn't correct, think about how many people would know this off the top of their head! And if a story offends you, why bother reading it? (most of this is aimed at Angelbach, who gave me a long detailed description of why there's something wrong with the whole leukemia thing) And I mean seriously, I'm just trying to put a twist in my story, and I'm following what happened in A Walk To Remember. Was that incorrect too?? Anyways, if you have a problem with my story, too bad. I'm not changing anything to suit one persons needs. All of my friends that I emailed this to (all 50 of them) had no problem with it, and some of them needed to do a whole report on leukemia. So anyways, the point of the matter is: if a story offends you or u think it's incorrect….don't read it!!! *SrSk8er78*
Same deal with the italics at the beginning.
*Is Love Enough*
"You'd better not say engagement," Ron added just as Hermione said, "Engagement."
"WHAT?!?" Ron burst out. "And how long have you hidden this from us??"
"He only just asked me a little bit ago. Before we came upstairs," Hermione said, not wanting another outburst from Ron.
"Ron, don't flip out, she came over here to tell us," Harry said. He turned to Hermione, "Right?"
She nodded. Ron took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay Hermione," he said. "I believe you. I'm sorry."
"That's okay," Hermione said.
"So now Hermione is going to be Ron's sister-in-law?" Harry thought out loud.
Hermione nodded and Ron said, "I guess so."
Ron thought it over for a minute. "I guess that won't be so bad. Better than Angelina."
"What?" Harry looked up at Ron, and Hermione looked on with interest.
"Haven't you heard? Fred proposed to Angelina ages ago. They're getting married this summer," Ron said.
"Wow," Harry said. "I never expected that."
"Neither did mum," Ron said. "That's why she was so shocked she fainted. Imagine what she'll do with this one."
"I honestly don't think she'll have a problem with it. After all, she knew me and him were dating," Hermione said.
"How come you told her?" Ron asked.
"We didn't. She found out," Hermione said.
"How?" Ron questioned.
"She caught us kissing outside in the field a couple summers ago," Hermione said.
"Why didn't I see you then?"
"Well, we weren't exactly standing up," Hermione said, now avoiding their eyes.
"Well then, what were you doing?"
"We were…well…lying down."
"Doing what?"
"Kissing."
"He means were you fully clothed, was it just kissing, were you rolling around, things like that," Harry butted in.
"Oh," Hermione said. "Of course. We were just kissing, we were fully clothed, and yes, we were rolling around."
"What?" Ron asked in disbelief.
"Well, if you want to get technical, we weren't really…rolling around. It was more of a…tackle every once in a while."
Ron just shook his head. "I'll get used to this, but you gotta gimme time, okay?"
Hermione nodded. "Thank you for not losing your temper again," she said.
He nodded. Harry was glad that for once the two were getting along. "I'm going to go to bed," Hermione said. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"G'night," Ron said.
"'Night," Harry said.
*~*~*~*
The next day in Potions class, everything was going fine until Neville dropped his wand into his potion. "Mister Longbottom, I believe I told you your first day in your first year that we will NOT need our wands for this class. Is that correct?" Snape drawled.
The Slytherins fervently nodded their heads, and the Gryffindors just stood there. "Ten points from Gryffindor for your lack of common sense, and ten points from Gryffindor for nobody agreeing with something that's true. Obviously, if you didn't nod your head right now, you should probably have your wand out."
The Gryffindors looked around. Hermione looked as if she was going to say something. She raised her hand up in the air. Snape turned around slowly. "Yes, Miss Granger?" he asked with a little less drawl then he usually used.
"Er..sir..couldn't the situation have been that we didn't want to agree because he is our classmate…and our friend…and we wouldn't want to seem like traitors to him. And that we knew but since the Slytherins had already taken the initiative to bring your view to their side of the classroom, you wouldn't bother to look at us anyway," she said calmly and sweetly.
Your mother's use of common sense, he thought. He sighed. "Yes, you do have a point, Miss Granger, but I think you could have told Mister Longbottom why you did that later in the day, and I do not favor the Slytherins as much as all of you think."
There was a silent sharp intake of breath from beside Harry. Hermione was looking at him, a begging look in her eye. Please don't tell everyone, she thought desperately. Please don't tell everyone.
He looked at her and saw her begging look. He closed his eyes slowly, not wanting to fully nod. She relaxed a little bit. "Hermione, what was that all about?" Harry asked as the three of them left the Potions classroom twenty minutes later.
"Well…" she said. "It's a long story actually…"
They walked down to the Great Hall for lunch, Hermione revealing the secret.
That's it for this chapter!! It seems kinda short 2 me and it doesn't really seem to tell much. The next chapter should be up soon.
*SrSk8er78*
