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Rowling, the
story is all mine though!
Chapter 3 - Harry's secret
Hermione sat lazily in potions class, staring out the window and rarely scratching down
notes. Professor Snape had asked her a few simple questions, determined to prove she
was not paying attention, and to take more points away from Gryffindor. She was able to
answer, but stilled stared dreamily out the window. She thought of Most Potente Potions
and the spell she was going to cast after dinner. She looked over at Harry who seemed
occupied with a book of some sort. He flipped through the pages vigorously, almost
tearing the fragile parchment, until he came to the page he was looking for. He read it
intensely, smiling once he had finished. Hermione leaned over to see the title of the book
but Ron's head was in the way. She leaned a little further, and then suddenly fell to the
ground making a huge crashing noise, sprawled across the floor, then looking up red
faced. The entire classroom was filled with hard laughter, most of the students doubled-
over gasping for breath. Hermione quickly stood up and smiled weakly at everyone. She
looked to the back of the room where most of the slytherins were seated, and they were
pounding the desks with their fists. Hermione disregarded it, then wondered if Harry was
equally amused. She turned around and Harry was staring right back at her. He wasn't
laughing, nor did he show any remnants of it. His face was unreadable, but the cocked
eyebrow suggested concern. She looked away quickly, tearing her eyes away from his
beautiful penetrating stare. She sat back down and was frightened nearly half to death by
Professor Snape who was hovering menacingly by the front of Hermione's desk.
" Miss. Granger! Do you find this sort of behavior amusing?" " No Professor, it was a complete accident, I'm sorry."
" As you should be! You completely disturbed the class, for that, 10 points from
Gryffindor." Snape growled and walked back to his desk. Hermione took a deep breath
and turned around to see if Harry was still watching her. He wasn't. He was now writing
something down. Hermione was relieved, but also disappointed; she hoped he was
watching her.
Potions class finally ended, and Hermione gathered her books and walked quickly
back to Gryffindor Tower, to grab Most Potente Potions and a spare cauldron. On her
way to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, she saw Harry and Ron talking in a corner and tried
to listen in on their conversation.
" What do you think she will say? Maybe it's not what I thought, maybe she
thinks of me entirely different." Harry said sadly.
" Or maybe it is what you think. Harry, look at it this way, what do you have to
lose?" Hermione thought to herself,
" Are they talking about me?" She was momentarily excited until she realized that
it must be too good to be true. She sighed heavily and walked into the girl's
bathroom. Moaning Myrtle was nowhere to be seen, so Hermione set up her
cauldron in the last stall. Hermione then propped open the book against the wall.
She carefully read the ingredients and then the directions.
" Shit!" Hermione yelled. The directions had stated that the potion had to
be brewed on a Friday night during the crescent moon. Hermione thought about it
for a second and realized that the crescent moon, on Friday night would not occur
for another couple weeks. She sighed heavily and ran back to Gryffindor tower.
Harry and Ron were sitting at a nearby table playing wizard's chess, and by the
look on Harry's face, Hermione knew he was losing. She made her way over to
their table and flopped down next to Harry.
" Hey Hermione, where have you been?" Harry inquired.
" Hmm? Oh, just. talking to Moaning Myrtle."
" What? Why were you talking to that crackpot Hermione?"
" Ron! She's not a crackpot! She's just lonely." Hermione
defended Myrtle.
" Ha! Got your knight Harry!" Ron exclaimed. Harry pouted
adorably and Hermione couldn't help but sigh out loud.
" What?" Harry asked.
" Oh Harry! I mean.its just that you always lose!" Hermione lied quickly. "
Let's go down to dinner." Harry was happy to abandon wizards chess and bounded out of
his chair. They headed down to the Great Hall, but were stopped by a large amount of
students crowding around the front bulletin board.
" Visit to Hogsmeade, this coming Saturday, everyone above third year is
welcome to go."
" Oh good! I need some more quills, mine are running out." Hermione squealed.
She turned around to leave but Ron yelled out,
" Hold on Hermione! There's another bulletin here. " Those who wish to improve
their flying skills may go to the Quidditch Pitch this Friday evening. Madam Hooch will
be there to supervise."
" Oh good! I really need to work on my skills, it's good to know the basics in
flying." Hermione said. Harry thought to himself,
" Hermione is excited about new quills and better flying skills. Maybe she really
is okay. And now maybe I can ask her what I've been wanting to, for a while now."
Author's note: Wow! That was the shortest chapter ever! But ive finished chapter 3! Now, that hopefully ive got you guys interested, im not posting nothing until I get some reviews! Ha Ha Ha! *She Grins Evilly* Okay, and im really tired, and im yawning dramtically, I was at school until 11:00 tonight! What is up with that? Okay..time for bed!! SNOOZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
story is all mine though!
Chapter 3 - Harry's secret
Hermione sat lazily in potions class, staring out the window and rarely scratching down
notes. Professor Snape had asked her a few simple questions, determined to prove she
was not paying attention, and to take more points away from Gryffindor. She was able to
answer, but stilled stared dreamily out the window. She thought of Most Potente Potions
and the spell she was going to cast after dinner. She looked over at Harry who seemed
occupied with a book of some sort. He flipped through the pages vigorously, almost
tearing the fragile parchment, until he came to the page he was looking for. He read it
intensely, smiling once he had finished. Hermione leaned over to see the title of the book
but Ron's head was in the way. She leaned a little further, and then suddenly fell to the
ground making a huge crashing noise, sprawled across the floor, then looking up red
faced. The entire classroom was filled with hard laughter, most of the students doubled-
over gasping for breath. Hermione quickly stood up and smiled weakly at everyone. She
looked to the back of the room where most of the slytherins were seated, and they were
pounding the desks with their fists. Hermione disregarded it, then wondered if Harry was
equally amused. She turned around and Harry was staring right back at her. He wasn't
laughing, nor did he show any remnants of it. His face was unreadable, but the cocked
eyebrow suggested concern. She looked away quickly, tearing her eyes away from his
beautiful penetrating stare. She sat back down and was frightened nearly half to death by
Professor Snape who was hovering menacingly by the front of Hermione's desk.
" Miss. Granger! Do you find this sort of behavior amusing?" " No Professor, it was a complete accident, I'm sorry."
" As you should be! You completely disturbed the class, for that, 10 points from
Gryffindor." Snape growled and walked back to his desk. Hermione took a deep breath
and turned around to see if Harry was still watching her. He wasn't. He was now writing
something down. Hermione was relieved, but also disappointed; she hoped he was
watching her.
Potions class finally ended, and Hermione gathered her books and walked quickly
back to Gryffindor Tower, to grab Most Potente Potions and a spare cauldron. On her
way to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, she saw Harry and Ron talking in a corner and tried
to listen in on their conversation.
" What do you think she will say? Maybe it's not what I thought, maybe she
thinks of me entirely different." Harry said sadly.
" Or maybe it is what you think. Harry, look at it this way, what do you have to
lose?" Hermione thought to herself,
" Are they talking about me?" She was momentarily excited until she realized that
it must be too good to be true. She sighed heavily and walked into the girl's
bathroom. Moaning Myrtle was nowhere to be seen, so Hermione set up her
cauldron in the last stall. Hermione then propped open the book against the wall.
She carefully read the ingredients and then the directions.
" Shit!" Hermione yelled. The directions had stated that the potion had to
be brewed on a Friday night during the crescent moon. Hermione thought about it
for a second and realized that the crescent moon, on Friday night would not occur
for another couple weeks. She sighed heavily and ran back to Gryffindor tower.
Harry and Ron were sitting at a nearby table playing wizard's chess, and by the
look on Harry's face, Hermione knew he was losing. She made her way over to
their table and flopped down next to Harry.
" Hey Hermione, where have you been?" Harry inquired.
" Hmm? Oh, just. talking to Moaning Myrtle."
" What? Why were you talking to that crackpot Hermione?"
" Ron! She's not a crackpot! She's just lonely." Hermione
defended Myrtle.
" Ha! Got your knight Harry!" Ron exclaimed. Harry pouted
adorably and Hermione couldn't help but sigh out loud.
" What?" Harry asked.
" Oh Harry! I mean.its just that you always lose!" Hermione lied quickly. "
Let's go down to dinner." Harry was happy to abandon wizards chess and bounded out of
his chair. They headed down to the Great Hall, but were stopped by a large amount of
students crowding around the front bulletin board.
" Visit to Hogsmeade, this coming Saturday, everyone above third year is
welcome to go."
" Oh good! I need some more quills, mine are running out." Hermione squealed.
She turned around to leave but Ron yelled out,
" Hold on Hermione! There's another bulletin here. " Those who wish to improve
their flying skills may go to the Quidditch Pitch this Friday evening. Madam Hooch will
be there to supervise."
" Oh good! I really need to work on my skills, it's good to know the basics in
flying." Hermione said. Harry thought to himself,
" Hermione is excited about new quills and better flying skills. Maybe she really
is okay. And now maybe I can ask her what I've been wanting to, for a while now."
Author's note: Wow! That was the shortest chapter ever! But ive finished chapter 3! Now, that hopefully ive got you guys interested, im not posting nothing until I get some reviews! Ha Ha Ha! *She Grins Evilly* Okay, and im really tired, and im yawning dramtically, I was at school until 11:00 tonight! What is up with that? Okay..time for bed!! SNOOZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
