Hand On Your Heart
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own HP!
A/N: ARGH! Another update! That's 3 chapters in one day! *starts hypernetilating and passes out* Xx; This one has...Slash references in it, but no actual slash...
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Harry looked awkward and started to fidget, not looking at her. "W-Well..." Hermione looked at him even more confused as she tucked her fringe behind her ear. "Well...What?" Harry nodded and bit his lip.
"They don't have to be a girl." He whispered quietly, his face flushing a bright red. Hermione smiled and hugged him tightly. "Oh, Harry, I'm proud of you!" Harry looked at her weirdly as she looked up at him.
"W-What? I thought that you'd...Be disgusted with me or something..."
"No, of course not! I think you're brave to tell me that." Hermione smiled, still hugging him. "It's alright if you like other guys, Harry. It's not like you're a completely different person, you're still the Harry I used to know."
"Er...Thanks..." Harry murmered, turning even more red and looking even more awkward. "Er...I better go to Quidditch practise, the team won't like it if I'm late." Hermione nodded and smiled. Getting up, Harry stretched a little before walking over to the door. "Harry..." Harry turned around to Hermione before opening the door. "Thankyou for seeing me today." Hermione smiled. "And...Thankyou for being there for me." Harry smiled.
"You're always there for me Hermione...It works both ways. That what friends are for. I'll see you tonight maybe." Hermione nodded as she waved. "Okay...See you Harry." Watching the door close, Hermione flopped back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking. Hermione yawned a little before staring sleepily at the window, slowly drifting in and out of a light slumber.
Waking hours later, Hermione yawned and gave a stretch before crawling out of bed. Walking over to the window, she saw a Quidditch match taking place, and it looked like it was Ravenclaw against Gryffindor. It was sunset, so it was hard to tell the colours of the teams, but she couldn't mistake Harry...Nor Cho. Resting against the brick window sill, she watched the game absent mindedly. The door swung open moments later, and Hermione snapped back to reality with a shock. "I see you're awake. Did Potter see you today?" Hermione looked up to meet Snape and nodded in silence. "I told Madam Pomfrey about you. She wanted you to be sent back home." Hermione looked at him even more in shock. "She what?! There's no way I'm leaving Hogwarts!"
"Settle down, Granger. I told her I was looking after you and there's no need to send you back home."
"Y-You...Did that? First you save me, look after me and now you want me to stay at Hogwarts?" She asked quietly, her eyes not moving from him. "I don't beleive this...I have to be dreaming. Why on earth would you want to do all those things for me, especially when I'm a...Mudblood?" Snape took his gloves off, not looking at her.
"That's not important, Granger. What is important is that you're still alive and at Hogwarts." He answered bluntly, his back now turned to her. Hermione watched him shaking her head. "You've got to be kidding me...You're the Head of Slytherin...And I'm the Head Girl of Gryffindor?! I'm definately dreaming..."
"I assure you, that you're not dreaming. You're awake, standing in the dungeons, wearing one of my nightshirts."
The smallest of smiles could be seen flickering in the corner of Snape's lips, sounding as if he was about to laugh. Hermione looked down and laughed a little as she folded up the sleeve of the nightshirt. "Er...Sorry about that. I had to change into something...W-Why do you want me here...I don't get it..." Snape fell silent, and he wasn't going to answer any time soon. "Please...I want to know..."
"I know what it's like Granger." He answered simply, sitting on his trunk, his back against the wall. "I know what it's like to have someone stab you in the back, and don't say you don't know what I'm talking about." Hemione looked at him weirdly. "How did you-?"
"Let's just say I know what Weasley's up to. Parading around like he owns the place, I could tell you didn't mean anything to him, no one does. He's too cocky for his own bloody good. I had him in detention the other night, caught him and Patil in the act." Hermione fell silent, swallowing hard she forced back tears of pain and anger. "If it was up to me, I'd have expelled him last night." Crawling over to her robes, her fiddled for a little bit, unfastening her Head Girl's badge. Snape looked at her funnily as she handed it to him. "I'm not going back up there...I won't need that any more. Give it back to Dumbledore." Hermione said simply, before pulling blankets up tp her waist.
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A/N: The plot thickens...Er, hang on...It can't thicken...I forgot the cornflour! Okay...That was SO not funny...Anyway, reveiw!!!
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own HP!
A/N: ARGH! Another update! That's 3 chapters in one day! *starts hypernetilating and passes out* Xx; This one has...Slash references in it, but no actual slash...
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Harry looked awkward and started to fidget, not looking at her. "W-Well..." Hermione looked at him even more confused as she tucked her fringe behind her ear. "Well...What?" Harry nodded and bit his lip.
"They don't have to be a girl." He whispered quietly, his face flushing a bright red. Hermione smiled and hugged him tightly. "Oh, Harry, I'm proud of you!" Harry looked at her weirdly as she looked up at him.
"W-What? I thought that you'd...Be disgusted with me or something..."
"No, of course not! I think you're brave to tell me that." Hermione smiled, still hugging him. "It's alright if you like other guys, Harry. It's not like you're a completely different person, you're still the Harry I used to know."
"Er...Thanks..." Harry murmered, turning even more red and looking even more awkward. "Er...I better go to Quidditch practise, the team won't like it if I'm late." Hermione nodded and smiled. Getting up, Harry stretched a little before walking over to the door. "Harry..." Harry turned around to Hermione before opening the door. "Thankyou for seeing me today." Hermione smiled. "And...Thankyou for being there for me." Harry smiled.
"You're always there for me Hermione...It works both ways. That what friends are for. I'll see you tonight maybe." Hermione nodded as she waved. "Okay...See you Harry." Watching the door close, Hermione flopped back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking. Hermione yawned a little before staring sleepily at the window, slowly drifting in and out of a light slumber.
Waking hours later, Hermione yawned and gave a stretch before crawling out of bed. Walking over to the window, she saw a Quidditch match taking place, and it looked like it was Ravenclaw against Gryffindor. It was sunset, so it was hard to tell the colours of the teams, but she couldn't mistake Harry...Nor Cho. Resting against the brick window sill, she watched the game absent mindedly. The door swung open moments later, and Hermione snapped back to reality with a shock. "I see you're awake. Did Potter see you today?" Hermione looked up to meet Snape and nodded in silence. "I told Madam Pomfrey about you. She wanted you to be sent back home." Hermione looked at him even more in shock. "She what?! There's no way I'm leaving Hogwarts!"
"Settle down, Granger. I told her I was looking after you and there's no need to send you back home."
"Y-You...Did that? First you save me, look after me and now you want me to stay at Hogwarts?" She asked quietly, her eyes not moving from him. "I don't beleive this...I have to be dreaming. Why on earth would you want to do all those things for me, especially when I'm a...Mudblood?" Snape took his gloves off, not looking at her.
"That's not important, Granger. What is important is that you're still alive and at Hogwarts." He answered bluntly, his back now turned to her. Hermione watched him shaking her head. "You've got to be kidding me...You're the Head of Slytherin...And I'm the Head Girl of Gryffindor?! I'm definately dreaming..."
"I assure you, that you're not dreaming. You're awake, standing in the dungeons, wearing one of my nightshirts."
The smallest of smiles could be seen flickering in the corner of Snape's lips, sounding as if he was about to laugh. Hermione looked down and laughed a little as she folded up the sleeve of the nightshirt. "Er...Sorry about that. I had to change into something...W-Why do you want me here...I don't get it..." Snape fell silent, and he wasn't going to answer any time soon. "Please...I want to know..."
"I know what it's like Granger." He answered simply, sitting on his trunk, his back against the wall. "I know what it's like to have someone stab you in the back, and don't say you don't know what I'm talking about." Hemione looked at him weirdly. "How did you-?"
"Let's just say I know what Weasley's up to. Parading around like he owns the place, I could tell you didn't mean anything to him, no one does. He's too cocky for his own bloody good. I had him in detention the other night, caught him and Patil in the act." Hermione fell silent, swallowing hard she forced back tears of pain and anger. "If it was up to me, I'd have expelled him last night." Crawling over to her robes, her fiddled for a little bit, unfastening her Head Girl's badge. Snape looked at her funnily as she handed it to him. "I'm not going back up there...I won't need that any more. Give it back to Dumbledore." Hermione said simply, before pulling blankets up tp her waist.
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A/N: The plot thickens...Er, hang on...It can't thicken...I forgot the cornflour! Okay...That was SO not funny...Anyway, reveiw!!!
