Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story except the plot. But I would
be willing to trade that for any of the MALE characters in Harry Potter.
Just something to think about, Mrs. Rowling. Plus, Stacy (mysterywriter)
helped me with this whole story (plus many others) when I got writers block
(which ALWAYS happens).
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Chapter 7: Dealing With a 'Bipolar' Friend
Hermione was starting to get a really good feeling about her and Ron. She was beginning to notice just how annoying Brigit was, and how much Ron hated it. But, most of the time, he was too busy trying to steal glances at Hermione to notice. Life was good, it even made sleeping in the same bed with Krum, the human chain saw, bearable.... kinda.
"So things are going good?" Harry asked. He was sitting up in his bed, talking to Hermione who was sitting on the end.
"Better then good... it's .... it's...." Hermione gushed with a big ass smile on her face.
"Wow, Hermione Granger can't even think of an adjectives to describe something?" Harry asked with fake/disbelief. "Amazing."
"Shut up." Hermione said, playfully hitting Harry and blushing. "I can't help it if I'm in love with Ron." She glanced up at Harry and the look on his face made her heart stop. He was looking in the direction of the door, behind Hermione, and his eyes were really wide.
Hermione suddenly took back the words that had just tumbled out of her mouth. Why had she said that when she knew that he was in the other room? Hermione turned around slowly, gripping herself for a very shocked Ron.
"... Hello Hermione." Said a man's voice that was too deep to be Ron's. Fudge was standing in the doorway, shifting his weight from one foot to the other in an uncomfortable manner. Thank God! Hermione hadn't confessed her love in front of Ron, she just did it in front of her boss!
"Harry." Fudge said happily, obviously glad to change the subject. "You're awake. Wonderful. Everyone's been very worried."
Harry didn't look happy, and Hermione looked even worse. Fudge wasn't stupid enough to fall for the Harry's-insane routine.
"You feeling better Harry?" Fudge asked. "Good." He said, without giving Harry a chance to say otherwise. "I suppose I'll see you and Mr. Weasley at work tomorrow, Mrs. Granger."
Hermione's heart, which had been all kitties-and-puppies-happy a few minutes ago, was now very dark and heavy. No kitties or puppies in sight. Just black and maybe a few fire-breathing chipmunks scattered here and there.... don't ask.
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By the next day, Hermione and Ron were packed and ready to go. So were Brigit and Krum. Hermione stayed up the whole night before, praying that she would be able to think of a way that she and Ron could spend more time together. They'd see each other at work, but never in a one on one kind of environment. And if they ever went out together, Brigit would be close behind.
Hermione would look over in Ron's direction ever so often, wonder if he remembered the time they kissed, and doubting that he cared. He had Brigit, the amazing human blow-up doll. He didn't need her.
But what Hermione didn't know what that when she wasn't looking, Ron was glancing over in her direction too. Of course he didn't forget about that night. How could he? She was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Ron mentally kicked himself every time he remembered why he chose Brigit over Hermione. Because of Krum. The stupid ass hole. He could take that git on any day.
"Bye Harry." Hermione said, hugging her friend. She picked up her bags and waited by the door for Krum. Ron was doing the same for Brigit and there was an awkward silence. Harry cleared his throat and said something about leaving a dog in the oven. Stupid prat. He quickly left the room.
"So, I suppose I'll see you at work..." Hermione said, looking down at the ground.
Ron took a big breath. "Hermione, I need to tell you something..." Hermione looked up hopefully.
"Ronniekins, lets go, I want to get a good seat on the subway." Came Brigit's God awful voice. She rushed in and grabbed Ron's arm. "It was lovely meeting you.... ummm..." she said, looking at Hermione and not remembering her name. "...well, you know." And with that, she dragged Ron out the door without a glance back.
Hermione whimpered, dropped her bags, and slid down the wall. "Stupid bitch."
"Who, Brigit?" Harry asked, walking out of the kitchen and sitting down on the wall next to Hermione.
"No, me." Hermione said, burying her face in her hands. "I should have just told him that I like him."
"I've been telling you that for years!" Harry laughed. Hermione, on the other hand, did not find this amusing.
"Fuck you." She spat, looking rather depressed. Krum left a few hours later, after Hermione made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with him. She was a mess the rest of that day, so Harry let her stay at his apartment another night. In the morning, Hermione didn't look any happier.
"Mione, you've GOT to snap out of it!" Harry said, shaking his friend out of bed, where she had been for nearly a day.
"I've lost him." Hermione kept muttering.
"That's it." Harry said seriously. "If you are this depressed about not being with him, then call him." He thrust the receiver into Hermione's hands.
"No!" Hermione yelled, dropping the phone like a poisonous tarantula.
"If you call him then you might have a chance." Harry said reasonably.
"I'd rather die then call that bastard!"
"Five seconds ago you loved him." Harry said, putting the phone in her hands once again.
"Well, I'm bipolar. Deal with it." She threw the phone on the ground and crossed her arms. Harry sighed and sat down next to her.
"Hermione, do you love him?" Harry asked quietly. Hermione's expression soften a little.
"...Yes, but-"
"Do you love him?" Harry asked more forcefully.
"Yes." Hermione whispered.
"Then listen to your heart." Harry said, tapping on Hermione's chest.
"What fucked up guru told you that shit?" She scoffed.
"Dumbledore... but that's not the point." Harry said, shaking him head as he tried to find where he was going.
"Harry, don't even try, okay? I'm not going to call Ron because I know that he's in love with Brigit and doesn't want anything to do with me." Hermione said with a shaky voice. "So just save it."
"Hermione," Harry said softly. "I know that you're smart and everything, but just trust me, you're wrong about this one."
"If I'm wrong, then you're the Queen of England." Hermione scoffed.
"Then go buy me a crown, because Ron loves you." Harry said with a smile.
Hermione thought about this for a few seconds and finally sighed. "Give me the God damn phone." Harry smiled and did as she told. Hermione dialed Ron's home phone number and sighed as she waited for it to ring.
With the first ring, Hermione started to break out in a sweat. What was she going to say? What if Brigit answered? What if he hung up as soon as she told him who she was?
Hermione slammed the phone down on it's receiver by the second ring.
"What the hell?" Harry asked.
"I'm sorry Harry, I just can't do it." Hermione said helplessly. But Harry wasn't taking any of that crap. He forced the phone into Hermione's hand and started dialing Ron's number. Hermione tried to hang it up, but Harry sat on top of her and forced the phone to her ear.
Ring.....
"Harry, don't make me to this." Hermione pleaded.
Ring.....
"It's for your own good." Harry said. Hermione looked scared out of her mind.
Ring.....
"What will I say?" She asked fearfully, trying to hang up the phone, but Harry grabbed her wrist and forced the phone back by her ear.
Ring.....
Click. "Hello?" Came Ron's voice from the other end. It made Hermione's heart melt and stop at the same time. She panicked, and suddenly forgot how to speak English.
"Hello...?" Ron asked again. Hermione looked helplessly at Harry, but he didn't seem to be backing down. He was still sitting on her, and cutting off the blood flow to her feet.
"Hi." Hermione said, trying to sound calm but finding it hard to keep her voice steady.
"Hermione?" Ron asked. She could hear him smiling. "I was just about to call you."
"Really?" Hermione asked, sounding rather desperate. So she quickly added, "ummm.... that's cool." Reeeeeeal smooth Hermione.
Ron took a big breath, as if to built up his confidence. "I wanted to ask you if you would like to come to the Burrow with me this weekend." He asked. Hermione had to hold back a squeal. Which, actually, wasn't that hard because Harry knew what she was about to do, and covered her mouth with his hand before she could let it out. What are friends for?
"I'd love to." Hermione said happily. But not too happily. She wanted to play hard to get. Unless he wanted her to be desperate. Then, she would be all but happy to oblige.
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~STACY!- Run for you life! Fire-breathing chipmunks are on the loose!!! Hide your desks, World Cultures teachers, and orange juice!!! Please do not provoke the beast.
~Lily Michelle- You're right! Ron is like Chandler. I never thought about that.... please don't hate me, but I don't like Smallville *cringes* I've never watched it though.... but I agree that Tom Welling is a hottie. Don't worry, Hermione and Ron will drop the charade and make out sooner or later :)
~Foags- another thank you for Foags!! I read the 3rd chapter of Sleeping Beauty and Brains. Pure genius. I love it! plus, quoting Friends and 10 Things I Hate About You (my fav movie AND my fav TV show), you can't get any better then that! I already reviewed it and can't wait for more. And, you're right, Eddie does rock! Chandler- Goodbye you fruit drying psychopath.... heehee, sorry, I couldn't resist.
~Awonkachonka- :) I'm glad that my randomness amuses you. It usually annoys people cause I get way off topic and-hey! A bird!..... anyways, maybe it has something to do with my extremely short attention span, but whatever. You're my biggest fan? COOL! I've never had an actual fan before, let alone a fan that is considerably larger then the rest.... very cool, thank you!
~Princessflowerchild- wow, you're odd.... I love it! haha, you are very funny and random, two of my favorite things. BTW: I read your story The True Definition of Disaster. It was funny! I love this quote: Ron- Oh put a sock in it you senseless ignoramus! Percy- Bravo on the vocabulary Ron! Charlie- NO COMPLICATED VOCAB!
~Straycat- Of course you can quote movies in the cult! As long as it didn't come straight from your brain, I think it counts. Movies, TV, commercials, ANYTHING! So come on and join the cult! We need members!!! Heehee, I'm glad this story is still funny, and I hope it stays that way. BTW: no way, I'm dyslexic too! Dyslexic people unite! *lots of flashing lights and thunder*
~Elizabeth Frost/Angelic Ashley- heehee, OBHWF (One Big Happy Weasley Family) lol, that's so funny! But how do you expect there to be OBGWF when Malfoy's involved? "Anyway, nice little twist with Harry exposing himself to Ron" heehee, that's sounds funny (in the sick and twisted way that my brain works.) Anyways, I didn't mean that you ACTUALLY have balls.... although that'd be funny.... you're just ballsy. It's a compliment, silly goose. Although your reaction was funny :) I should call people hermaphrodites more often.
~TheSilverLady- heehee, glad you like the 'harry's insane' plan. Personally, I think that Harry doesn't have to work too hard to seem insane. But that's just my opinion.
~Pixi Punkrocker- Of course I'm not annoyed with you! I love reading your reviews! Like the last one you sent me, you don't fancy Harry? Riiiiiiiight. Whatever you say. But I'm sure you're dreaming of lightening shaped scars and messy jet black hair every night, aren't you. Anyways, about your words of wisdom, let me just say that I have no experience in shoving hamsters down my pants, but I'm sure it hurts. I mean, with all of those claws and teeth, you'd think that wouldn't feel exactly pleasant. BTW: thank you so much for reviewing my Therapy story, AND sending it to your friends!!! :)
~OtterMoon- Harry sitting Ron and Hermione down and talking to them about the whole liking each other thing is a very good idea! And I agree, they do need to get some brains. I've been looking for people to donate their brains, but no one's volunteering. I suppose, since my finals are over, I could donate mine. It's not like a use it during my free time anyways.
~Charlie- heehee, I'm glad this stories funny to you! I mean, some people read it and are like, "ummm, yea. You're weird. How do you think up such weird things? It's.... weird." So, I'm glad that weird isn't the only word in your vocabulary. And I'm very happy the words, "keep writing! Can't live without it!" are in your vocab too! Heehee, especially in that order. It makes me smile, thinking that my story is someone's life support. Or oxygen. Or water... wow, I'm beginning to sound VERY arrogant, so I'll just say, thank you!
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED!!!
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Chapter 7: Dealing With a 'Bipolar' Friend
Hermione was starting to get a really good feeling about her and Ron. She was beginning to notice just how annoying Brigit was, and how much Ron hated it. But, most of the time, he was too busy trying to steal glances at Hermione to notice. Life was good, it even made sleeping in the same bed with Krum, the human chain saw, bearable.... kinda.
"So things are going good?" Harry asked. He was sitting up in his bed, talking to Hermione who was sitting on the end.
"Better then good... it's .... it's...." Hermione gushed with a big ass smile on her face.
"Wow, Hermione Granger can't even think of an adjectives to describe something?" Harry asked with fake/disbelief. "Amazing."
"Shut up." Hermione said, playfully hitting Harry and blushing. "I can't help it if I'm in love with Ron." She glanced up at Harry and the look on his face made her heart stop. He was looking in the direction of the door, behind Hermione, and his eyes were really wide.
Hermione suddenly took back the words that had just tumbled out of her mouth. Why had she said that when she knew that he was in the other room? Hermione turned around slowly, gripping herself for a very shocked Ron.
"... Hello Hermione." Said a man's voice that was too deep to be Ron's. Fudge was standing in the doorway, shifting his weight from one foot to the other in an uncomfortable manner. Thank God! Hermione hadn't confessed her love in front of Ron, she just did it in front of her boss!
"Harry." Fudge said happily, obviously glad to change the subject. "You're awake. Wonderful. Everyone's been very worried."
Harry didn't look happy, and Hermione looked even worse. Fudge wasn't stupid enough to fall for the Harry's-insane routine.
"You feeling better Harry?" Fudge asked. "Good." He said, without giving Harry a chance to say otherwise. "I suppose I'll see you and Mr. Weasley at work tomorrow, Mrs. Granger."
Hermione's heart, which had been all kitties-and-puppies-happy a few minutes ago, was now very dark and heavy. No kitties or puppies in sight. Just black and maybe a few fire-breathing chipmunks scattered here and there.... don't ask.
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By the next day, Hermione and Ron were packed and ready to go. So were Brigit and Krum. Hermione stayed up the whole night before, praying that she would be able to think of a way that she and Ron could spend more time together. They'd see each other at work, but never in a one on one kind of environment. And if they ever went out together, Brigit would be close behind.
Hermione would look over in Ron's direction ever so often, wonder if he remembered the time they kissed, and doubting that he cared. He had Brigit, the amazing human blow-up doll. He didn't need her.
But what Hermione didn't know what that when she wasn't looking, Ron was glancing over in her direction too. Of course he didn't forget about that night. How could he? She was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Ron mentally kicked himself every time he remembered why he chose Brigit over Hermione. Because of Krum. The stupid ass hole. He could take that git on any day.
"Bye Harry." Hermione said, hugging her friend. She picked up her bags and waited by the door for Krum. Ron was doing the same for Brigit and there was an awkward silence. Harry cleared his throat and said something about leaving a dog in the oven. Stupid prat. He quickly left the room.
"So, I suppose I'll see you at work..." Hermione said, looking down at the ground.
Ron took a big breath. "Hermione, I need to tell you something..." Hermione looked up hopefully.
"Ronniekins, lets go, I want to get a good seat on the subway." Came Brigit's God awful voice. She rushed in and grabbed Ron's arm. "It was lovely meeting you.... ummm..." she said, looking at Hermione and not remembering her name. "...well, you know." And with that, she dragged Ron out the door without a glance back.
Hermione whimpered, dropped her bags, and slid down the wall. "Stupid bitch."
"Who, Brigit?" Harry asked, walking out of the kitchen and sitting down on the wall next to Hermione.
"No, me." Hermione said, burying her face in her hands. "I should have just told him that I like him."
"I've been telling you that for years!" Harry laughed. Hermione, on the other hand, did not find this amusing.
"Fuck you." She spat, looking rather depressed. Krum left a few hours later, after Hermione made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with him. She was a mess the rest of that day, so Harry let her stay at his apartment another night. In the morning, Hermione didn't look any happier.
"Mione, you've GOT to snap out of it!" Harry said, shaking his friend out of bed, where she had been for nearly a day.
"I've lost him." Hermione kept muttering.
"That's it." Harry said seriously. "If you are this depressed about not being with him, then call him." He thrust the receiver into Hermione's hands.
"No!" Hermione yelled, dropping the phone like a poisonous tarantula.
"If you call him then you might have a chance." Harry said reasonably.
"I'd rather die then call that bastard!"
"Five seconds ago you loved him." Harry said, putting the phone in her hands once again.
"Well, I'm bipolar. Deal with it." She threw the phone on the ground and crossed her arms. Harry sighed and sat down next to her.
"Hermione, do you love him?" Harry asked quietly. Hermione's expression soften a little.
"...Yes, but-"
"Do you love him?" Harry asked more forcefully.
"Yes." Hermione whispered.
"Then listen to your heart." Harry said, tapping on Hermione's chest.
"What fucked up guru told you that shit?" She scoffed.
"Dumbledore... but that's not the point." Harry said, shaking him head as he tried to find where he was going.
"Harry, don't even try, okay? I'm not going to call Ron because I know that he's in love with Brigit and doesn't want anything to do with me." Hermione said with a shaky voice. "So just save it."
"Hermione," Harry said softly. "I know that you're smart and everything, but just trust me, you're wrong about this one."
"If I'm wrong, then you're the Queen of England." Hermione scoffed.
"Then go buy me a crown, because Ron loves you." Harry said with a smile.
Hermione thought about this for a few seconds and finally sighed. "Give me the God damn phone." Harry smiled and did as she told. Hermione dialed Ron's home phone number and sighed as she waited for it to ring.
With the first ring, Hermione started to break out in a sweat. What was she going to say? What if Brigit answered? What if he hung up as soon as she told him who she was?
Hermione slammed the phone down on it's receiver by the second ring.
"What the hell?" Harry asked.
"I'm sorry Harry, I just can't do it." Hermione said helplessly. But Harry wasn't taking any of that crap. He forced the phone into Hermione's hand and started dialing Ron's number. Hermione tried to hang it up, but Harry sat on top of her and forced the phone to her ear.
Ring.....
"Harry, don't make me to this." Hermione pleaded.
Ring.....
"It's for your own good." Harry said. Hermione looked scared out of her mind.
Ring.....
"What will I say?" She asked fearfully, trying to hang up the phone, but Harry grabbed her wrist and forced the phone back by her ear.
Ring.....
Click. "Hello?" Came Ron's voice from the other end. It made Hermione's heart melt and stop at the same time. She panicked, and suddenly forgot how to speak English.
"Hello...?" Ron asked again. Hermione looked helplessly at Harry, but he didn't seem to be backing down. He was still sitting on her, and cutting off the blood flow to her feet.
"Hi." Hermione said, trying to sound calm but finding it hard to keep her voice steady.
"Hermione?" Ron asked. She could hear him smiling. "I was just about to call you."
"Really?" Hermione asked, sounding rather desperate. So she quickly added, "ummm.... that's cool." Reeeeeeal smooth Hermione.
Ron took a big breath, as if to built up his confidence. "I wanted to ask you if you would like to come to the Burrow with me this weekend." He asked. Hermione had to hold back a squeal. Which, actually, wasn't that hard because Harry knew what she was about to do, and covered her mouth with his hand before she could let it out. What are friends for?
"I'd love to." Hermione said happily. But not too happily. She wanted to play hard to get. Unless he wanted her to be desperate. Then, she would be all but happy to oblige.
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~STACY!- Run for you life! Fire-breathing chipmunks are on the loose!!! Hide your desks, World Cultures teachers, and orange juice!!! Please do not provoke the beast.
~Lily Michelle- You're right! Ron is like Chandler. I never thought about that.... please don't hate me, but I don't like Smallville *cringes* I've never watched it though.... but I agree that Tom Welling is a hottie. Don't worry, Hermione and Ron will drop the charade and make out sooner or later :)
~Foags- another thank you for Foags!! I read the 3rd chapter of Sleeping Beauty and Brains. Pure genius. I love it! plus, quoting Friends and 10 Things I Hate About You (my fav movie AND my fav TV show), you can't get any better then that! I already reviewed it and can't wait for more. And, you're right, Eddie does rock! Chandler- Goodbye you fruit drying psychopath.... heehee, sorry, I couldn't resist.
~Awonkachonka- :) I'm glad that my randomness amuses you. It usually annoys people cause I get way off topic and-hey! A bird!..... anyways, maybe it has something to do with my extremely short attention span, but whatever. You're my biggest fan? COOL! I've never had an actual fan before, let alone a fan that is considerably larger then the rest.... very cool, thank you!
~Princessflowerchild- wow, you're odd.... I love it! haha, you are very funny and random, two of my favorite things. BTW: I read your story The True Definition of Disaster. It was funny! I love this quote: Ron- Oh put a sock in it you senseless ignoramus! Percy- Bravo on the vocabulary Ron! Charlie- NO COMPLICATED VOCAB!
~Straycat- Of course you can quote movies in the cult! As long as it didn't come straight from your brain, I think it counts. Movies, TV, commercials, ANYTHING! So come on and join the cult! We need members!!! Heehee, I'm glad this story is still funny, and I hope it stays that way. BTW: no way, I'm dyslexic too! Dyslexic people unite! *lots of flashing lights and thunder*
~Elizabeth Frost/Angelic Ashley- heehee, OBHWF (One Big Happy Weasley Family) lol, that's so funny! But how do you expect there to be OBGWF when Malfoy's involved? "Anyway, nice little twist with Harry exposing himself to Ron" heehee, that's sounds funny (in the sick and twisted way that my brain works.) Anyways, I didn't mean that you ACTUALLY have balls.... although that'd be funny.... you're just ballsy. It's a compliment, silly goose. Although your reaction was funny :) I should call people hermaphrodites more often.
~TheSilverLady- heehee, glad you like the 'harry's insane' plan. Personally, I think that Harry doesn't have to work too hard to seem insane. But that's just my opinion.
~Pixi Punkrocker- Of course I'm not annoyed with you! I love reading your reviews! Like the last one you sent me, you don't fancy Harry? Riiiiiiiight. Whatever you say. But I'm sure you're dreaming of lightening shaped scars and messy jet black hair every night, aren't you. Anyways, about your words of wisdom, let me just say that I have no experience in shoving hamsters down my pants, but I'm sure it hurts. I mean, with all of those claws and teeth, you'd think that wouldn't feel exactly pleasant. BTW: thank you so much for reviewing my Therapy story, AND sending it to your friends!!! :)
~OtterMoon- Harry sitting Ron and Hermione down and talking to them about the whole liking each other thing is a very good idea! And I agree, they do need to get some brains. I've been looking for people to donate their brains, but no one's volunteering. I suppose, since my finals are over, I could donate mine. It's not like a use it during my free time anyways.
~Charlie- heehee, I'm glad this stories funny to you! I mean, some people read it and are like, "ummm, yea. You're weird. How do you think up such weird things? It's.... weird." So, I'm glad that weird isn't the only word in your vocabulary. And I'm very happy the words, "keep writing! Can't live without it!" are in your vocab too! Heehee, especially in that order. It makes me smile, thinking that my story is someone's life support. Or oxygen. Or water... wow, I'm beginning to sound VERY arrogant, so I'll just say, thank you!
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED!!!
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