Harry Potter and the Fate of the Green Emerald
First of the year's classes were, as usual, boring. Once again Harry had succeeded in forgetting all that he had learned last year. Magda became their good friend and Hermione seemed to enjoy having another girl around. One day they were sitting at the table for dinner and Ron came bursting in. "Votes, for the Quidditch captain, will be held tomorrow evening in the Common Room. And guess what!" he said excitedly. Harry, Hermione, and Magda looked at him expectantly. "They are holding try-outs for a new keeper and two new beaters tomorrow afternoon! I would give anything to be the keeper!" "Me too," Magda said suddenly. "You like Quidditch?" Harry asked, liking this girl more and more each day. "I love it!" she said happily. Harry smiled.
The next day afternoon came and Gryffindor House assembled in the stand to watch the try-outs. Harry and Hermione sat together, waiting for Ron and Magda's turn. "Look! Ron's next!" Hermione said. Harry and Hermione became excited. Ron was an excellent flyer. Harry and Hermione were positive that he would get the keeper's position. Then it was Magda's turn. She was quite good too, but her technique was nowhere near Ron's. "I think Ron should have keeper, even though Magda is our friend as well," Hermione commented. Harry agreed, but one part of him wanted Magda to get it badly. There were a few more try-outs. When all the try-outs had taken place Harry and Hermione made their way down the stands to the field and the contestants to see what the turn-out had been. As soon as their feet touched the grass Magda came bounding up to them. "I made keeper! I made it! I must tell everyone I know!" and just as quickly as she had come, she was gone, bounding off to the castle. Harry and Hermione exchanged a look. If Magda had gotten the position Ron wanted. They found Ron dragging behind everyone else. "Hey Ron, what happened?" Harry asked tensely. Ron looked up. "I got beater, beater! I am so sick of it! Fred and George were beaters! I wanted to be something different!" "At least you made the team," Hermione said, a little afraid of what Ron's reaction might be. "How in the world did she get that position?" Ron asked angrily, not hearing Hermione's comment. "I am so much better than her!" Ron was really angry. "I bet she flirted with the director," Ron said paying no heed to the sputters from Harry and Hermione. "What!" Harry had heard Ron and he was mad. "Just because she might have been better than you!" Harry yelled. Hermione and Ron stopped and looked at him. "Harry calm down-"Hermione began. "No Hermione! It is not fair for him to accuse Magda of this!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs to Hermione. She stopped; Harry had never spoken to anyone like this before. She looked very shocked. "Yes, right," she said quietly. Her face was to the ground, she would not look at Harry. Her hands were fidgeting. "I need to go now," she said just as quietly and took off toward the castle, not ever making eye contact. Ron looked at Harry. "Harry, why did you yell like that?" Ron asked. "I just thought it was unfair of you to talk about Magda that way," Harry said watching Hermione's body grow closer to the castle and farther from him. "Harry, I was mad and not even I rose my voice like that. You yelled at Hermione and she was trying to help you." "I know, I know," Harry just shook his head, feeling horrible. "Ron where is Hermione?" Harry asked. Harry and Ron were at dinner and neither had seen Hermione since the Quidditch pitch. "I dunno," Ron said. Harry and Ron finished dinner and as Ron headed up to the Common Room Harry said he was going to the library. It was dark and supposed to be closed but Harry snuck in. He was hoping to find Hermione. There she was, immersed behind a mountain of books on one of the back tables with a small candle. Harry grew closer. "Hermione?" he asked. Hermione was staring at the book in front of her but she was not reading. Harry knew she had heard him, she just chose not to respond. "Hermione please talk to me." Harry was pleading. He had missed Hermione's input throughout the day. "Hermione why won't you talk to me?" Harry asked. "Because I am afraid that if you respond you will yell," she said. She turned her face toward him and he saw by the little light of the candle that Hermione had been crying. "Hermione I am sorry," Harry apologized. "Sorry is too late," Hermione said harshly. She stood up and readied herself to leave. "Hermione, I did not mean to yell at you." "Well you did!" Hermione said loudly. Her voice was cracking and she was starting to cry. "All I wanted to do was help you. You have never acted that way to anyone! Ever! And here I am, one of your best friends, trying to help you." her voice trailed and now she was staring right into Harry's eyes. "It hurt," she said after a minute. "Hermione-" Harry took a step closer to her. Hermione shook her head and backed away. "No Harry! I am mad at you." They stood looking at each other for a moment. "I should not have yelled. I know you were trying to help. I was upset-" "Why?" Hermione asked. Harry was confused. "Why were you upset?" Hermione restated. Harry was at loss for words. "I just thought it was mean for Ron to be so harsh. If he had been talking about you I would have done the same," Harry answered. "Except you aren't in love with me. You were hateful to me because you love Magda. I have been your friend for 6 years; you've known Magda for what? A week? You were quick to defend her at my expense! Mine! Do you have any idea how I felt? No, you aren't in love with me, you never will be. From now on it will be about Magda. So let me do you a favor right here and now. We aren't friends any more. It is easier this way. Now Magda and I do not have to fight for time with you or I don't have to worry if she will break your heart and I can help you get through it because we are done. You will never care for me like you care for her."
Hermione picked up her backpack and walked swiftly passed Harry. "Hermione!" Harry called out. She turned around and Harry saw her, she was beautiful but there was sting of hate in her eyes. "I do care; you can not throw away 6 years of friendship like that!" "Yes, Harry, I can," she began to cry loudly as she walked out of the library and Harry heard the cold sound of the large oak door shutting behind her. Harry sat down in one of the chair and laid his head; he then began to cry.
A/N I like it.. Anyway R/R! I like this one! Thank you for reading and stay tuned!
First of the year's classes were, as usual, boring. Once again Harry had succeeded in forgetting all that he had learned last year. Magda became their good friend and Hermione seemed to enjoy having another girl around. One day they were sitting at the table for dinner and Ron came bursting in. "Votes, for the Quidditch captain, will be held tomorrow evening in the Common Room. And guess what!" he said excitedly. Harry, Hermione, and Magda looked at him expectantly. "They are holding try-outs for a new keeper and two new beaters tomorrow afternoon! I would give anything to be the keeper!" "Me too," Magda said suddenly. "You like Quidditch?" Harry asked, liking this girl more and more each day. "I love it!" she said happily. Harry smiled.
The next day afternoon came and Gryffindor House assembled in the stand to watch the try-outs. Harry and Hermione sat together, waiting for Ron and Magda's turn. "Look! Ron's next!" Hermione said. Harry and Hermione became excited. Ron was an excellent flyer. Harry and Hermione were positive that he would get the keeper's position. Then it was Magda's turn. She was quite good too, but her technique was nowhere near Ron's. "I think Ron should have keeper, even though Magda is our friend as well," Hermione commented. Harry agreed, but one part of him wanted Magda to get it badly. There were a few more try-outs. When all the try-outs had taken place Harry and Hermione made their way down the stands to the field and the contestants to see what the turn-out had been. As soon as their feet touched the grass Magda came bounding up to them. "I made keeper! I made it! I must tell everyone I know!" and just as quickly as she had come, she was gone, bounding off to the castle. Harry and Hermione exchanged a look. If Magda had gotten the position Ron wanted. They found Ron dragging behind everyone else. "Hey Ron, what happened?" Harry asked tensely. Ron looked up. "I got beater, beater! I am so sick of it! Fred and George were beaters! I wanted to be something different!" "At least you made the team," Hermione said, a little afraid of what Ron's reaction might be. "How in the world did she get that position?" Ron asked angrily, not hearing Hermione's comment. "I am so much better than her!" Ron was really angry. "I bet she flirted with the director," Ron said paying no heed to the sputters from Harry and Hermione. "What!" Harry had heard Ron and he was mad. "Just because she might have been better than you!" Harry yelled. Hermione and Ron stopped and looked at him. "Harry calm down-"Hermione began. "No Hermione! It is not fair for him to accuse Magda of this!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs to Hermione. She stopped; Harry had never spoken to anyone like this before. She looked very shocked. "Yes, right," she said quietly. Her face was to the ground, she would not look at Harry. Her hands were fidgeting. "I need to go now," she said just as quietly and took off toward the castle, not ever making eye contact. Ron looked at Harry. "Harry, why did you yell like that?" Ron asked. "I just thought it was unfair of you to talk about Magda that way," Harry said watching Hermione's body grow closer to the castle and farther from him. "Harry, I was mad and not even I rose my voice like that. You yelled at Hermione and she was trying to help you." "I know, I know," Harry just shook his head, feeling horrible. "Ron where is Hermione?" Harry asked. Harry and Ron were at dinner and neither had seen Hermione since the Quidditch pitch. "I dunno," Ron said. Harry and Ron finished dinner and as Ron headed up to the Common Room Harry said he was going to the library. It was dark and supposed to be closed but Harry snuck in. He was hoping to find Hermione. There she was, immersed behind a mountain of books on one of the back tables with a small candle. Harry grew closer. "Hermione?" he asked. Hermione was staring at the book in front of her but she was not reading. Harry knew she had heard him, she just chose not to respond. "Hermione please talk to me." Harry was pleading. He had missed Hermione's input throughout the day. "Hermione why won't you talk to me?" Harry asked. "Because I am afraid that if you respond you will yell," she said. She turned her face toward him and he saw by the little light of the candle that Hermione had been crying. "Hermione I am sorry," Harry apologized. "Sorry is too late," Hermione said harshly. She stood up and readied herself to leave. "Hermione, I did not mean to yell at you." "Well you did!" Hermione said loudly. Her voice was cracking and she was starting to cry. "All I wanted to do was help you. You have never acted that way to anyone! Ever! And here I am, one of your best friends, trying to help you." her voice trailed and now she was staring right into Harry's eyes. "It hurt," she said after a minute. "Hermione-" Harry took a step closer to her. Hermione shook her head and backed away. "No Harry! I am mad at you." They stood looking at each other for a moment. "I should not have yelled. I know you were trying to help. I was upset-" "Why?" Hermione asked. Harry was confused. "Why were you upset?" Hermione restated. Harry was at loss for words. "I just thought it was mean for Ron to be so harsh. If he had been talking about you I would have done the same," Harry answered. "Except you aren't in love with me. You were hateful to me because you love Magda. I have been your friend for 6 years; you've known Magda for what? A week? You were quick to defend her at my expense! Mine! Do you have any idea how I felt? No, you aren't in love with me, you never will be. From now on it will be about Magda. So let me do you a favor right here and now. We aren't friends any more. It is easier this way. Now Magda and I do not have to fight for time with you or I don't have to worry if she will break your heart and I can help you get through it because we are done. You will never care for me like you care for her."
Hermione picked up her backpack and walked swiftly passed Harry. "Hermione!" Harry called out. She turned around and Harry saw her, she was beautiful but there was sting of hate in her eyes. "I do care; you can not throw away 6 years of friendship like that!" "Yes, Harry, I can," she began to cry loudly as she walked out of the library and Harry heard the cold sound of the large oak door shutting behind her. Harry sat down in one of the chair and laid his head; he then began to cry.
A/N I like it.. Anyway R/R! I like this one! Thank you for reading and stay tuned!