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The fire was glowing with warmth as Hermione and Alden sat near it talking the night away. The common room was deserted except for them since it was nearly midnight.
"Alden, you father doesn't seem too keen on having us together-" Hermione said.
"I know, but I'd rather be with you and disobey my father than suffer without you" Alden said sweetly.
"And I love being with you," Hermione said as she blushed scarlet and made a girlish shrug.
The grandfather clock in the dark corner of the common room played a chord as both of it's hands struck midnight.
"We'd better get to bed" Hermione stated.
"Darn" Alden said frowning.
They walked slowly toward the dormitory stairs and stopped at the foot of the stairs. They faced each other to say good night, but instead, Hermione gave Alden a hug. Alden hugged her in return, but felt like that just wasn't enough. He stared into her glassy hazel eyes and gave her a slow, romantic kiss on the cheek and slowly moved to kiss her.
"I love you, 'Mione" Alden whispered.
"I love you, too" Hermione whispered back in his ear and each word made his grin even greater.
After a long silence, Alden wiped the grin off his face, came back to reality, and remembered what time it is. "Well...er...good night, 'Mione"
"Good night, Alden" Hermione said as melancholy as Alden looks.
* * * * *
Alden awoke in the middle of the night to find his bed curtains being pulled aside. A dark shadow was towering over him who he soon realized was his father, Professor Snape.
"Son, you will come with me" Snape whispered.
"Why?"
"I am taking you away for awhile"
When Snape saw the frightened expression that Alden wore, he took hold of Alden and cover his mouth to prevent him from calling for help. Snape tore off out of the Gryffindor common room with Alden clutched by his hands.
* * * * *
The morning was drizzly and gray as Hermione noticed walking into the Great Hall and seeing the ceiling. Hermione sat down next to Ron and Harry looking quite confused and frustrated as she had waited an hour for Alden to get up.
"Hey, Hermione" Harry greeted her friendly.
"Hi" Hermione said miserably.
"What's wrong?" Ron said.
"Alden's gone"
"Oh, that's terrible!" Ron said sarcasticly.
Hermione glared at him, grabbed a muffin, and marched away from the Great Hall. After leaving, she decided to go to her first class, Potions, and study until class started.
When she arrived, there were only two people in the room: Professor Snape and his son, Alden. When Snape saw who had arrived, he jump in front of Alden and scooted him swiftly into his office. Hermione could hear talking now coming from the office and when they came back out Snaoe said," Now, tell her how you feel about her."
Alden looked pleadingly up at his father, who nodded. Then, Alden said," I hate you, Hermione."
Hermione looked shocked, but not convinced. She knew that Snape had probably told him to say that. Snape was scanning her expression and did not look satisfied. Snape glared at Hermione and took Alden back into his office. Snape came out late into class and Alden did not return at all.
Hermione was the last to leave the classroom as she wanted to see if Alden was going to be coming. But before she left, all she saw was Snape coming out of his office looking quite pleased and had a piece of parchment clutched in his hand.
Hermione wasn't as active in her classes which followed Potions. The day felt like it flew by and that she couldn't keep up with what the teachers were trying to explain to the students.
That evening she went to bed early in hope that she would be able to continue her life with Alden again and that this day had never happened.
* * * * *
That morning she went straight to the Great Hall, because she knew that Alden wouldn't be here. She found Harry and Ron saving a spot for her and sat down.
"How are you, Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Not still goin' on about Snape the second, are you?" Ron said grumpily.
"Snape won't let us even be near each other" Hermione said with a vacant expression.
"Bummer" Ron said unconvincingly.
The conversation came to a pause as hundreds of owls came swarming into the Great Hall delivering parcels to their owners. Surprisingly Hermione had received a letter and was even more shocked to find that it was from Alden.
She tore it open and started reading aloud to Harry, Ron, and herself:
Dear Hermione,
I have realized that you aren't right for me because your such a bossy, self-centered brat. Leave me alone and please, never speak to me again. Open your mind a littler more and you'll probably see that I never liked you. Very much do I hate you. Every honor I have, I received from Durmstrang and coming to Hogwarts was the worst thing that ever happened to me. You'd keep away from me or my father will get very harsh. Out of my sight and my father's would make all of us very happy. Understand?
Sincerely,
Alden Snape
She looked up from the letter a bit confused and hurt. Then read it over in her head. "It's a bit weird, isn't it?"
"What's weird? It sounds like he really hates you" Ron said.
"No, it sounds more like he's being forced to say this and convince me that this is true, but it also sound as if he's trying to say that he really doesn't think this. Didn't you two noticed the way her wrote? Like here, she points to a sentence on the page, it says: Very much do I hate you. People usually wound say 'I hate you very much', but it's like he's trying to use certain letters to get a message across."
"Wow, you'd make a great detective" Harry stated.
Hermione gave him a blank expression and grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and began writing the letters: I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U.
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The fire was glowing with warmth as Hermione and Alden sat near it talking the night away. The common room was deserted except for them since it was nearly midnight.
"Alden, you father doesn't seem too keen on having us together-" Hermione said.
"I know, but I'd rather be with you and disobey my father than suffer without you" Alden said sweetly.
"And I love being with you," Hermione said as she blushed scarlet and made a girlish shrug.
The grandfather clock in the dark corner of the common room played a chord as both of it's hands struck midnight.
"We'd better get to bed" Hermione stated.
"Darn" Alden said frowning.
They walked slowly toward the dormitory stairs and stopped at the foot of the stairs. They faced each other to say good night, but instead, Hermione gave Alden a hug. Alden hugged her in return, but felt like that just wasn't enough. He stared into her glassy hazel eyes and gave her a slow, romantic kiss on the cheek and slowly moved to kiss her.
"I love you, 'Mione" Alden whispered.
"I love you, too" Hermione whispered back in his ear and each word made his grin even greater.
After a long silence, Alden wiped the grin off his face, came back to reality, and remembered what time it is. "Well...er...good night, 'Mione"
"Good night, Alden" Hermione said as melancholy as Alden looks.
* * * * *
Alden awoke in the middle of the night to find his bed curtains being pulled aside. A dark shadow was towering over him who he soon realized was his father, Professor Snape.
"Son, you will come with me" Snape whispered.
"Why?"
"I am taking you away for awhile"
When Snape saw the frightened expression that Alden wore, he took hold of Alden and cover his mouth to prevent him from calling for help. Snape tore off out of the Gryffindor common room with Alden clutched by his hands.
* * * * *
The morning was drizzly and gray as Hermione noticed walking into the Great Hall and seeing the ceiling. Hermione sat down next to Ron and Harry looking quite confused and frustrated as she had waited an hour for Alden to get up.
"Hey, Hermione" Harry greeted her friendly.
"Hi" Hermione said miserably.
"What's wrong?" Ron said.
"Alden's gone"
"Oh, that's terrible!" Ron said sarcasticly.
Hermione glared at him, grabbed a muffin, and marched away from the Great Hall. After leaving, she decided to go to her first class, Potions, and study until class started.
When she arrived, there were only two people in the room: Professor Snape and his son, Alden. When Snape saw who had arrived, he jump in front of Alden and scooted him swiftly into his office. Hermione could hear talking now coming from the office and when they came back out Snaoe said," Now, tell her how you feel about her."
Alden looked pleadingly up at his father, who nodded. Then, Alden said," I hate you, Hermione."
Hermione looked shocked, but not convinced. She knew that Snape had probably told him to say that. Snape was scanning her expression and did not look satisfied. Snape glared at Hermione and took Alden back into his office. Snape came out late into class and Alden did not return at all.
Hermione was the last to leave the classroom as she wanted to see if Alden was going to be coming. But before she left, all she saw was Snape coming out of his office looking quite pleased and had a piece of parchment clutched in his hand.
Hermione wasn't as active in her classes which followed Potions. The day felt like it flew by and that she couldn't keep up with what the teachers were trying to explain to the students.
That evening she went to bed early in hope that she would be able to continue her life with Alden again and that this day had never happened.
* * * * *
That morning she went straight to the Great Hall, because she knew that Alden wouldn't be here. She found Harry and Ron saving a spot for her and sat down.
"How are you, Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Not still goin' on about Snape the second, are you?" Ron said grumpily.
"Snape won't let us even be near each other" Hermione said with a vacant expression.
"Bummer" Ron said unconvincingly.
The conversation came to a pause as hundreds of owls came swarming into the Great Hall delivering parcels to their owners. Surprisingly Hermione had received a letter and was even more shocked to find that it was from Alden.
She tore it open and started reading aloud to Harry, Ron, and herself:
Dear Hermione,
I have realized that you aren't right for me because your such a bossy, self-centered brat. Leave me alone and please, never speak to me again. Open your mind a littler more and you'll probably see that I never liked you. Very much do I hate you. Every honor I have, I received from Durmstrang and coming to Hogwarts was the worst thing that ever happened to me. You'd keep away from me or my father will get very harsh. Out of my sight and my father's would make all of us very happy. Understand?
Sincerely,
Alden Snape
She looked up from the letter a bit confused and hurt. Then read it over in her head. "It's a bit weird, isn't it?"
"What's weird? It sounds like he really hates you" Ron said.
"No, it sounds more like he's being forced to say this and convince me that this is true, but it also sound as if he's trying to say that he really doesn't think this. Didn't you two noticed the way her wrote? Like here, she points to a sentence on the page, it says: Very much do I hate you. People usually wound say 'I hate you very much', but it's like he's trying to use certain letters to get a message across."
"Wow, you'd make a great detective" Harry stated.
Hermione gave him a blank expression and grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and began writing the letters: I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U.
Creator: Chapter 5 might take awhile, but it'll be up in no time. Hope you enjoy it and Please Review!