Alright, folks. . . here's the next chapter. Once again, sorry for the
delay. I went to Montreal (go Canadiens!) for Spring Break and so I
couldn't write then. And I think parts of this chapter are shit, so sorry.
Reviews!
I would like to congratulate GIFT on being the very FIRST FLAMER! (You'll get an award for that at the end!) But, if you don't like the story, "it sucked" doesn't really help. Tell me WHAT sucked about the chapter. Thanks.
COD - no, I did not notice that Stratagem is megatarts backwards, but that's kinda cool . . . maybe Harry and Hermione's son should have a band called that. Oh no! Did I mention a kid? Whoops. . . anyways, if there were a kid, he would be in the sequel. . . if there is a sequel.
WICCA-GURL - I love Canadians! My best friend is Canadian. . . and she's a little insane, like me, but she's still cool. And Simple Plan's Canadian. . . you don't have JUST Sum 41. . . what about Avril Lavigne? ::gag gag::
Well, to be "Quick and to the Pointless" (great Queens of the Stone Age song. . . if anyone as the lyrics, email them to me, and I might put it in the next chapter.). . .
DISCLAIMER: NOTHING BELONGS TO ME EXCEPT THE IDEA. SO DON'T STEAL MY IDEAS!
SONGS IN THIS CHAPTER:
"Your Song" by Elton John (I kinda jump around in the song, so don't get mad at me for cutting out a verse, okay?)
Well, without further ado, here is Chapter 6!
CHAPTER SIX
~ Valentine's Day ~
The next week passed by uneventfully, except for a lot of classes and even more homework. Harry didn't even see Draco until Friday.
"Potter." Draco said as he walked by Harry in a deserted corridor.
"Hey." Harry replied.
Then, without warning, Draco seized Harry by the collar of his robes and pushed him against a wall.
"Ow . . . what the fuck did you . . ." Harry started but was cut off by Draco.
"So you're dating my sister?" Draco asked, his pale blue eyes turning into slits.
"Uh . . . yes?" Harry replied uneasily.
"And you like her?"
Harry nodded meekly.
"Nice. Let me just say one thing. I swear if you do ANYTHING to hurt her I'll make you wish you'd never been born. Got it?"
Harry nodded once more.
Draco let go of Harry's robes. "Good." He stated. "See you in class."
And, with that, he turned and walked down the hallway once more, leaving a terrified and confused Harry in his wake.
~~~~~
The next time Harry saw Draco, early the next week in Potions, Draco acted normally, and soon the whole incident faded from Harry's mind.
~~~~~
Valentine's Day was fast approaching, and Harry wanted to do something extra special for Hermione, because she was the only person who he really cared about, and he wanted to show her that. He wanted the night to be perfect to show Hermione has special she was to him. He never cared about anyone more deeply.
Which was why Ron found him in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, buried among his textbooks. However, when Ron decided to investigate, Harry was not reading "Muggle Studies: Year 3" or "Advanced Flying" but rather the latest issue of Witch Weekly, featuring an article on the "most romantic restaurants in Hogsmeade".
"Harry . . . er . . . what're you reading?" Ron asked, starling Harry. Harry quickly tossed the magazine to the other end of the table and picked up "Unfogging the Future: Death is Coming."
"Nothing . . . why?" Harry questioned, running his hands through his hair.
Ron shook his head and retrieved the discarded magazine. Pulling up a chair, he dropped the publication in front of Harry.
"Spill."
Harry blushed to the roots of his ebony hair. "I . . . um . . . just wanted to . . . get in touch with my . . . um . . . feminine side." Harry glanced at Ron, hoping he would buy the lame excuse.
He didn't.
Harry ran his hands through his hair again. "Alright . . . just don't tell Hermione. This is the only Valentine's Day I've had where I'm celebrating it with someone I care about. So . . . I'm checking out restaurants." Harry finished, pointing at the headline on the cover.
"Great." Ron replied. "Well, since I'm not really a reader, could you give me the lowdown?"
Harry grinned and opened the magazine to the article. "Okay . . . Hogsmeade Lodge is four wands, great food, but a little on the expensive side. Too many professors go there. On the other hand, the Wizard's Brew . . ."
Five minutes later, Harry and Ron were in deep conversation about their plans, making reservations and checking out menus.
~~~~~
Despite the fact that Ron and Harry had made a pact not to tell their girlfriends anything, Harry was finding it harder to keep the secret from Hermione . . . when she . . . she . . .
"Hermione . . ." Harry groaned as she lifted her head from his neck, where her lips had been wreaking havoc only moments before, ". . . I promised Ron."
"Please Harry?" Hermione asked, looking at him imploringly.
"No." Harry said firmly. "Just that it's a formal place and you should wear a black or dark red dress. And that's all I'm saying."
Hermione nodded and pillowed her head on Harry's shoulder. Secretly, Hermione was glad he kept it a secret. She liked surprises.
She just didn't know what a surprise she would get.
~~~~~
On February 14th, Hermione was awoken early by a light tapping on the window. Groaning, she turned away from the sound and felt her hand touch something soft.
Opening her eyes, Hermione found herself staring at a single red rose. Noticing a piece of parchment lying next to the flower, Hermione picked it up and saw it was from Harry.
Realizing was the tapping sound was, Hermione turned around to see Hedwig at the window, holding an envelope in her beak.
Hermione opened the window and took the letter, giving Hedwig an owl treat before she flew off to the owlery.
Returning to her bed, Hermione picked up both notes and read them, giggling at Harry's extremely poor poetry.
Dear Hermione,
Roses are red,
But can also be white,
I can't seem to get you out of my head,
But I like you there, it just seems right.
Yours always, Harry
Hermione smiles, but couldn't refrain from laughing at the poem he had just sent her.
Dearest Hermione,
When I woke up this morning,
You were on my mind.
But of course you felt the same way,
Because I, am quite a find.
So I sat in bed,
Thinking about my valentine,
But then I realized: I don't have one!
So Hermione, will you be mine?
Happy Valentine's Day!
Harry
Hermione grinned as she slipped under her covers, hoping for a few minutes of rest before she had to get ready.
But before she went to sleep, Hermione couldn't help thinking: "I have the best boyfriend in the world."
~~~~~
"Get up, Hermione!" Parvati yelled, shaking Hermione, "It's Valentine's Day!"
Hermione sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Why are you so happy? Do you have a date?"
Parvati blushed. "Yeah . . . with . . . um . . . your brother." Giggling with excitement, she ran into the bathroom.
Hermione gasped. "GROSS!" She screamed at the bathroom door.
Lavender laughed. She tossed Hermione's valentine onto her bed. "Come on, get up."
Groaning, Hermione stood up and got dressed. Right before the girls headed down to the Great Hall, Hermione put the red rose in her hair as a final touch, then grabbed her valentines before heading out of the dormitory.
~~~~~
As they walked down to the Great Hall, the girls compared their valentines that they got for their friends, and all three of them decided that the present Hermione got Harry was the cutest.
When they turned the corner, Hermione saw Harry leaning against the wall leading to the Great Hall, holding a bouquet of pink roses. Laughing, she ran ahead of Parvati and Lavender and into Harry's arms.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Hermione." Harry said after giving Hermione a soft kiss.
"Are those for me?" Hermione asked, pointing at the flowers.
Harry shook his head. "They're actually for Neville. Could you give them to him for me?"
"Ha ha ha Harry." Hermione said as Harry handed her to bouquet. "I have something for you too." Hermione said excitedly.
She took a pin from inside her pocket and showed it to Harry. It was a shocking pink head emblazoned with the message: "I'm someone's Valentine." Harry was laughing so hard that Hermione had a hard time pinning the heard onto Harry's robes.
"And look what else it does, Harry." Hermione states as she pressed a small button on the side of the pin. Instantly, the heard started to light up, changed to red, lit up again, and then changed back to its original pink.
"Thanks Hermione." Harry smiled as he gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast."
~~~~~~
The day went by, filled with chocolates, flowers, and more chocolate. For lunch, Harry and Hermione had a beautiful picnic on the quidditch field.
"Hmm . . . Harry, this is so nice." Hermione sighed, resting her head on Harry's chest after they ate. "This has to be the best Valentine's Day ever."
"Yeah." Harry replied, "but just wait until tonight."
Hermione gasped. "Oh my god! Tonight! I completely forgot!" She stood up and smoothed her skirt. "Gotta go Harry, see you at five!" Giving Harry a quick kiss on the cheek, she ran towards the castle.
Harry groaned. "Why did I have to say anything?" He muttered.
~~~~~~
Harry and Ron had gotten used to the routine by now: girls start top get ready 5 hours before, guys wait, guys get ready 40 minutes before, guys still wait some more.
So Harry and Ron were standing in their suits at 4:06, waiting for Hermione and Lavender. This time, Ron wore a black suit; pairing it with a fluorescent pink tie that Lavender forced him to wear. Harry was wearing the same outfit except, fortunately, Hermione had chosen a crimson tie.
"Are you ready?" Hermione's voice came from behind them, and Harry and Ron turned to the source. Once again, their jaws were in danger of hitting to floor.
It seemed Hermione and Lavender had decided to wear the same strapless dress but in the colors of their dates' ties. Harry noticed Lavender looked nice, but after that, Harry didn't have eyes for anyone but Hermione.
"Shall we?" Hermione asked, holding out her arm.
Harry grinned. "Yes, mam." (AN: How in the world do you spell that?) He said as he looked over her suggestively. Hermione laughed and they walked to Hogsmeade.
~~~~~
Harry and Ron had decided to go to different restaurants for dinner, so they separated when they got to the town.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked, shivering slightly.
Harry took off his jacket. "You'll just have to see." He said as he placed his jacket on her shoulders.
Hermione smiled, remembering when he did that at the Yule Ball.
After a few minutes, Harry led Hermione to the Hogsmeade House, one of the most elite restaurants in Hogsmeade.
"Wow." Hermione said as they walked in. "It's beautiful."
Harry grinned and whispered, "You're beautiful."
Hermione looked at him and blushed.
When they were seated, Harry and Hermione ordered their dinner and talked about different things as they ate.
"Yup, this has to be the best Valentine's Day I've ever had." Hermione stated as they shared a piece of cheesecake. "I completely agree." Harry said.
Hermione sighed as she leaned her head on Harry's shoulder. He placed his arm on her shoulders and his hand started to play with the ends of her hair.
"I have something for you." Harry said after a couple of minutes.
"Really?" Hermione replied as Harry placed a long thin jewelry box in front of her.
Hermione gasped as she opened it. "Oh my god, Harry." She exclaimed.
"Like it?"
"I love it." Hermione replied as she lifted the necklace out of the box. It was a beautiful heart-shaped garnet, residing on a delicate silver chain.
"Here, allow me." Harry said as he helped her put on the necklace.
Hemione looked at Harry. "Thank you." She whispered as she kissed him.
Harry had wanted to kiss Hermione for the entire night, and now that he was, he didn't hold anything back.
Hermione gasped as Harry slid his tongue inside of her mouth, tasting the cheesecake she just ate.
When the need to breathe was too great to be ignored, Harry broke the kiss. They stared into each other's eyes.
It was then that Harry heard the music softly playing. When he saw couples dancing, he stood up.
"Do you want to dance?" Harry asked, holding out his hand.
Hermione grinned. "I'd love to."
They walked over to the dance floor and Harry enveloped Hermione in his warm embrace. They started dancing to the music, lost in each other.
"If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
So excuse my forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world."
~ THE END ~
So that's Chapter Six. It was a lot. And I know that "You're beautiful" is the most over-used line in everything, but I had to use it.
Sorry this took me so long, but I had a lot to do. I have a research paper due in like two weeks, so I doubt the next chapter is going to come out soon. It's going to be the second to last chapter in the fic . . . I think . . . ::tear::
So anyways, review and DON'T FLAME IF YOU DON'T HAVE A REASON! I'd rather get something that says my fic is bad but tell me WHY than just "it sucked" or "it was bad" or "you are an awful writer and I think that you are not worth the dynamite to blow you up with so you should just take this fic and burn it forever in the fiery pits of hell" . . . I hope I didn't give you any ideas . . . whoops . . .
CHAPTER PREVIEW: Chapter Seven: The Fight
Hermione hears something and misinterprets it . . . could it be the end of their relationship? What will Harry do? Find out in the next chapter!
Reviews!
I would like to congratulate GIFT on being the very FIRST FLAMER! (You'll get an award for that at the end!) But, if you don't like the story, "it sucked" doesn't really help. Tell me WHAT sucked about the chapter. Thanks.
COD - no, I did not notice that Stratagem is megatarts backwards, but that's kinda cool . . . maybe Harry and Hermione's son should have a band called that. Oh no! Did I mention a kid? Whoops. . . anyways, if there were a kid, he would be in the sequel. . . if there is a sequel.
WICCA-GURL - I love Canadians! My best friend is Canadian. . . and she's a little insane, like me, but she's still cool. And Simple Plan's Canadian. . . you don't have JUST Sum 41. . . what about Avril Lavigne? ::gag gag::
Well, to be "Quick and to the Pointless" (great Queens of the Stone Age song. . . if anyone as the lyrics, email them to me, and I might put it in the next chapter.). . .
DISCLAIMER: NOTHING BELONGS TO ME EXCEPT THE IDEA. SO DON'T STEAL MY IDEAS!
SONGS IN THIS CHAPTER:
"Your Song" by Elton John (I kinda jump around in the song, so don't get mad at me for cutting out a verse, okay?)
Well, without further ado, here is Chapter 6!
CHAPTER SIX
~ Valentine's Day ~
The next week passed by uneventfully, except for a lot of classes and even more homework. Harry didn't even see Draco until Friday.
"Potter." Draco said as he walked by Harry in a deserted corridor.
"Hey." Harry replied.
Then, without warning, Draco seized Harry by the collar of his robes and pushed him against a wall.
"Ow . . . what the fuck did you . . ." Harry started but was cut off by Draco.
"So you're dating my sister?" Draco asked, his pale blue eyes turning into slits.
"Uh . . . yes?" Harry replied uneasily.
"And you like her?"
Harry nodded meekly.
"Nice. Let me just say one thing. I swear if you do ANYTHING to hurt her I'll make you wish you'd never been born. Got it?"
Harry nodded once more.
Draco let go of Harry's robes. "Good." He stated. "See you in class."
And, with that, he turned and walked down the hallway once more, leaving a terrified and confused Harry in his wake.
~~~~~
The next time Harry saw Draco, early the next week in Potions, Draco acted normally, and soon the whole incident faded from Harry's mind.
~~~~~
Valentine's Day was fast approaching, and Harry wanted to do something extra special for Hermione, because she was the only person who he really cared about, and he wanted to show her that. He wanted the night to be perfect to show Hermione has special she was to him. He never cared about anyone more deeply.
Which was why Ron found him in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, buried among his textbooks. However, when Ron decided to investigate, Harry was not reading "Muggle Studies: Year 3" or "Advanced Flying" but rather the latest issue of Witch Weekly, featuring an article on the "most romantic restaurants in Hogsmeade".
"Harry . . . er . . . what're you reading?" Ron asked, starling Harry. Harry quickly tossed the magazine to the other end of the table and picked up "Unfogging the Future: Death is Coming."
"Nothing . . . why?" Harry questioned, running his hands through his hair.
Ron shook his head and retrieved the discarded magazine. Pulling up a chair, he dropped the publication in front of Harry.
"Spill."
Harry blushed to the roots of his ebony hair. "I . . . um . . . just wanted to . . . get in touch with my . . . um . . . feminine side." Harry glanced at Ron, hoping he would buy the lame excuse.
He didn't.
Harry ran his hands through his hair again. "Alright . . . just don't tell Hermione. This is the only Valentine's Day I've had where I'm celebrating it with someone I care about. So . . . I'm checking out restaurants." Harry finished, pointing at the headline on the cover.
"Great." Ron replied. "Well, since I'm not really a reader, could you give me the lowdown?"
Harry grinned and opened the magazine to the article. "Okay . . . Hogsmeade Lodge is four wands, great food, but a little on the expensive side. Too many professors go there. On the other hand, the Wizard's Brew . . ."
Five minutes later, Harry and Ron were in deep conversation about their plans, making reservations and checking out menus.
~~~~~
Despite the fact that Ron and Harry had made a pact not to tell their girlfriends anything, Harry was finding it harder to keep the secret from Hermione . . . when she . . . she . . .
"Hermione . . ." Harry groaned as she lifted her head from his neck, where her lips had been wreaking havoc only moments before, ". . . I promised Ron."
"Please Harry?" Hermione asked, looking at him imploringly.
"No." Harry said firmly. "Just that it's a formal place and you should wear a black or dark red dress. And that's all I'm saying."
Hermione nodded and pillowed her head on Harry's shoulder. Secretly, Hermione was glad he kept it a secret. She liked surprises.
She just didn't know what a surprise she would get.
~~~~~
On February 14th, Hermione was awoken early by a light tapping on the window. Groaning, she turned away from the sound and felt her hand touch something soft.
Opening her eyes, Hermione found herself staring at a single red rose. Noticing a piece of parchment lying next to the flower, Hermione picked it up and saw it was from Harry.
Realizing was the tapping sound was, Hermione turned around to see Hedwig at the window, holding an envelope in her beak.
Hermione opened the window and took the letter, giving Hedwig an owl treat before she flew off to the owlery.
Returning to her bed, Hermione picked up both notes and read them, giggling at Harry's extremely poor poetry.
Dear Hermione,
Roses are red,
But can also be white,
I can't seem to get you out of my head,
But I like you there, it just seems right.
Yours always, Harry
Hermione smiles, but couldn't refrain from laughing at the poem he had just sent her.
Dearest Hermione,
When I woke up this morning,
You were on my mind.
But of course you felt the same way,
Because I, am quite a find.
So I sat in bed,
Thinking about my valentine,
But then I realized: I don't have one!
So Hermione, will you be mine?
Happy Valentine's Day!
Harry
Hermione grinned as she slipped under her covers, hoping for a few minutes of rest before she had to get ready.
But before she went to sleep, Hermione couldn't help thinking: "I have the best boyfriend in the world."
~~~~~
"Get up, Hermione!" Parvati yelled, shaking Hermione, "It's Valentine's Day!"
Hermione sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Why are you so happy? Do you have a date?"
Parvati blushed. "Yeah . . . with . . . um . . . your brother." Giggling with excitement, she ran into the bathroom.
Hermione gasped. "GROSS!" She screamed at the bathroom door.
Lavender laughed. She tossed Hermione's valentine onto her bed. "Come on, get up."
Groaning, Hermione stood up and got dressed. Right before the girls headed down to the Great Hall, Hermione put the red rose in her hair as a final touch, then grabbed her valentines before heading out of the dormitory.
~~~~~
As they walked down to the Great Hall, the girls compared their valentines that they got for their friends, and all three of them decided that the present Hermione got Harry was the cutest.
When they turned the corner, Hermione saw Harry leaning against the wall leading to the Great Hall, holding a bouquet of pink roses. Laughing, she ran ahead of Parvati and Lavender and into Harry's arms.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Hermione." Harry said after giving Hermione a soft kiss.
"Are those for me?" Hermione asked, pointing at the flowers.
Harry shook his head. "They're actually for Neville. Could you give them to him for me?"
"Ha ha ha Harry." Hermione said as Harry handed her to bouquet. "I have something for you too." Hermione said excitedly.
She took a pin from inside her pocket and showed it to Harry. It was a shocking pink head emblazoned with the message: "I'm someone's Valentine." Harry was laughing so hard that Hermione had a hard time pinning the heard onto Harry's robes.
"And look what else it does, Harry." Hermione states as she pressed a small button on the side of the pin. Instantly, the heard started to light up, changed to red, lit up again, and then changed back to its original pink.
"Thanks Hermione." Harry smiled as he gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast."
~~~~~~
The day went by, filled with chocolates, flowers, and more chocolate. For lunch, Harry and Hermione had a beautiful picnic on the quidditch field.
"Hmm . . . Harry, this is so nice." Hermione sighed, resting her head on Harry's chest after they ate. "This has to be the best Valentine's Day ever."
"Yeah." Harry replied, "but just wait until tonight."
Hermione gasped. "Oh my god! Tonight! I completely forgot!" She stood up and smoothed her skirt. "Gotta go Harry, see you at five!" Giving Harry a quick kiss on the cheek, she ran towards the castle.
Harry groaned. "Why did I have to say anything?" He muttered.
~~~~~~
Harry and Ron had gotten used to the routine by now: girls start top get ready 5 hours before, guys wait, guys get ready 40 minutes before, guys still wait some more.
So Harry and Ron were standing in their suits at 4:06, waiting for Hermione and Lavender. This time, Ron wore a black suit; pairing it with a fluorescent pink tie that Lavender forced him to wear. Harry was wearing the same outfit except, fortunately, Hermione had chosen a crimson tie.
"Are you ready?" Hermione's voice came from behind them, and Harry and Ron turned to the source. Once again, their jaws were in danger of hitting to floor.
It seemed Hermione and Lavender had decided to wear the same strapless dress but in the colors of their dates' ties. Harry noticed Lavender looked nice, but after that, Harry didn't have eyes for anyone but Hermione.
"Shall we?" Hermione asked, holding out her arm.
Harry grinned. "Yes, mam." (AN: How in the world do you spell that?) He said as he looked over her suggestively. Hermione laughed and they walked to Hogsmeade.
~~~~~
Harry and Ron had decided to go to different restaurants for dinner, so they separated when they got to the town.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked, shivering slightly.
Harry took off his jacket. "You'll just have to see." He said as he placed his jacket on her shoulders.
Hermione smiled, remembering when he did that at the Yule Ball.
After a few minutes, Harry led Hermione to the Hogsmeade House, one of the most elite restaurants in Hogsmeade.
"Wow." Hermione said as they walked in. "It's beautiful."
Harry grinned and whispered, "You're beautiful."
Hermione looked at him and blushed.
When they were seated, Harry and Hermione ordered their dinner and talked about different things as they ate.
"Yup, this has to be the best Valentine's Day I've ever had." Hermione stated as they shared a piece of cheesecake. "I completely agree." Harry said.
Hermione sighed as she leaned her head on Harry's shoulder. He placed his arm on her shoulders and his hand started to play with the ends of her hair.
"I have something for you." Harry said after a couple of minutes.
"Really?" Hermione replied as Harry placed a long thin jewelry box in front of her.
Hermione gasped as she opened it. "Oh my god, Harry." She exclaimed.
"Like it?"
"I love it." Hermione replied as she lifted the necklace out of the box. It was a beautiful heart-shaped garnet, residing on a delicate silver chain.
"Here, allow me." Harry said as he helped her put on the necklace.
Hemione looked at Harry. "Thank you." She whispered as she kissed him.
Harry had wanted to kiss Hermione for the entire night, and now that he was, he didn't hold anything back.
Hermione gasped as Harry slid his tongue inside of her mouth, tasting the cheesecake she just ate.
When the need to breathe was too great to be ignored, Harry broke the kiss. They stared into each other's eyes.
It was then that Harry heard the music softly playing. When he saw couples dancing, he stood up.
"Do you want to dance?" Harry asked, holding out his hand.
Hermione grinned. "I'd love to."
They walked over to the dance floor and Harry enveloped Hermione in his warm embrace. They started dancing to the music, lost in each other.
"If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
So excuse my forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world."
~ THE END ~
So that's Chapter Six. It was a lot. And I know that "You're beautiful" is the most over-used line in everything, but I had to use it.
Sorry this took me so long, but I had a lot to do. I have a research paper due in like two weeks, so I doubt the next chapter is going to come out soon. It's going to be the second to last chapter in the fic . . . I think . . . ::tear::
So anyways, review and DON'T FLAME IF YOU DON'T HAVE A REASON! I'd rather get something that says my fic is bad but tell me WHY than just "it sucked" or "it was bad" or "you are an awful writer and I think that you are not worth the dynamite to blow you up with so you should just take this fic and burn it forever in the fiery pits of hell" . . . I hope I didn't give you any ideas . . . whoops . . .
CHAPTER PREVIEW: Chapter Seven: The Fight
Hermione hears something and misinterprets it . . . could it be the end of their relationship? What will Harry do? Find out in the next chapter!
