CHAPTER FOUR
Hermione's Visitor
Hermione walked into the Great Hall to find that Harry and Ron were already there. She sat down across from them and filled her plate with scrambled eggs and sausage links. She wasn't all that hungry, but she had to make it seem like nothing was wrong. Astrid was of course sitting next to Ron, while Harry and he had a conversation about (what else?) Quidditch.
"First game's comin' up soon, Mate. You should really start practicing." Said Ron through s mouthful of food. Harry was now the captain of the Quidditch team.
"I know, I have to set a date with the team for the first one." He replied. He glanced up at Hermione only to see that she was staring at her food. "You all right, Hermione?"
"Fine." She replied, still staring unblinkingly at her plate. Harry knew there was something wrong. He decided to ask her next time they were alone, though he didn't know when that might be. Ron noticed it too, and decided to talk to her alone as well. Maybe he'd have Harry talk to her as well. If they both asked, maybe she'd be more willing to answer. They looked at each other and nodded in an unspoken agreement.
Their chance came after classes in the common room.
"Hermione, are you ok?" asked Harry. That was the end for Hermione. She broke down and started blurting things out.
"I didn't go to Spain last summer." She said.
"Where'd you go?" asked Ron.
"Bulgaria." Said Harry. Hermione looked at him with a look that asked, 'How did you know?'
"Why didn't you tell us?" asked Ron.
"Because you would've asked me what happened." She almost choked on the words. Worry was written on her friends' faces.
"What'd he do to you?" asked Harry, a look of rage in his emerald eyes. Hermione hesitated in fear of him throwing something...like a chair...or a small person...
"He...He..." she almost couldn't finish. Her whole body was shaking. "He found my notebook." Harry let out a sigh of relief.
"I thought it was more than that." He said.
"It is. I was about to tell you what he did after he found my notebook, and what was written in it..."
"Did he hit you?" asked Ron.
"No. He forced me...I-I couldn't do anything, I couldn't. It's like he went crazy," she sobbed.
"What?!" shouted Harry; almost knocking over the chair he was sitting in.
"He didn't!" Ron exclaimed. All Hermione could do was nod.
"I'll kill him." Said Harry in an eerily calm voice.
"Harry...no," she whimpered
"I will. I'll kill him." He said, nodding. People around them were starting to stare.
"Calm down."
"No, you know what, I'll help you." Ron said to Harry. They were really serious about this. Hermione, not knowing what to do, went upstairs to her dorm. She sat on the floor by the fireplace and watched as the wood turned slowly to glowing ambers. She heard someone coming up behind her.
"Hello." He said. She got to her feet.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed. "How did you get here?"
"I flew. I've come to tell you that...I've found someone else." He said. She raised her eyebrows as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"You...are leaving...me?" she asked in disbelief.
"Hermione, please..."
"After all you put me through..."
"I'm sorry,"
"Sorry won't work this time!" she shouted. "You made me promise to love you forever, and you're gonna' leave ME?!" she practically screamed at him. "You said-"
"That's right, I said. But I didn't promise." He said. Hermione couldn't believe what was happening.
"How could you? I was just some girl you had by your side! At least until you found another one of course! Then you did...what you did...and made me promise to love you forever, and now what do I get? NOTHING!" she yelled.
"Hermione, people will hear you yell-"
"LET THEM HEAR ME!" she screamed at him, smacking him in the face. He smacked her back. She looked at him with a horror stuck face. He grabbed her wrist, and twisted it behind her back, taking his other hand and clasping it over her mouth.
"I didn't want to do this the hard way," he said. Hermione bit down as hard as she could on one of his fingers. He let go of her face, which gave her the chance to yell, "HELP ME! HARRY, RON-"
Harry and Ron heard the commotion and attempted to run up the stairs. They of course turned into a slide as soon as the two stepped foot on them. So they took of their shoes and ran up the cement slide. They ran into Hermione's dorm just as Krum threw her to the floor. Harry ran and jumped on top of him and started punching him. Hermione scrambled to her feet as Ron ran to join Harry. Oh God, they really were going to kill him.
"Harry, Ron, stop! Don't kill him! I wouldn't be able to bare what would happen to you two if...STOP IT!" she screamed at them. They got up, but Ron (who was a couple inches taller than Harry and taller by an inch than Krum) took hold of Krum's shirt collar and pushed him up against the wall. Viktor put up his arms to protect his face from another blow.
"Don't you touch her again." Said Ron, letting him go. Viktor could barely hold himself up.
"You leave, and you don't come back." Said Harry in a dead calm. "You ever come near Hermione again, and we'll tell everyone what you did. Tell anyone what we've done to you, we'll do the same thing." Viktor simply nodded. He climbed out of the window where a broom was waiting, and flew off. Hermione's whole body started shaking, tears streaming freely down her cheeks. She ran towards where Harry and Ron and embraced them both in a hug.
"I love you guys." She said.
"We love you too." The two said in unison.
"I don't think Krum'll ever show his face around here again." Said Harry.
"Not a chance." Ron replied. "In the mean time, let's go get some ice-packs from the hospital wing, my hand hurts like Hell."
"Same here." Said Harry.
"I need an ice-pack for my shoulder, I hit it on my trunk when-" she stopped. "When I fell." She finished. Harry nodded, and the three of them made their way, arm in arm, to the hospital wing.
A.N.///You like? I hope so. I really got into this chapter for some reason, I wrote it really fast... Well, onto he next chapter I suppose...
-MuchoSugar
Hermione's Visitor
Hermione walked into the Great Hall to find that Harry and Ron were already there. She sat down across from them and filled her plate with scrambled eggs and sausage links. She wasn't all that hungry, but she had to make it seem like nothing was wrong. Astrid was of course sitting next to Ron, while Harry and he had a conversation about (what else?) Quidditch.
"First game's comin' up soon, Mate. You should really start practicing." Said Ron through s mouthful of food. Harry was now the captain of the Quidditch team.
"I know, I have to set a date with the team for the first one." He replied. He glanced up at Hermione only to see that she was staring at her food. "You all right, Hermione?"
"Fine." She replied, still staring unblinkingly at her plate. Harry knew there was something wrong. He decided to ask her next time they were alone, though he didn't know when that might be. Ron noticed it too, and decided to talk to her alone as well. Maybe he'd have Harry talk to her as well. If they both asked, maybe she'd be more willing to answer. They looked at each other and nodded in an unspoken agreement.
Their chance came after classes in the common room.
"Hermione, are you ok?" asked Harry. That was the end for Hermione. She broke down and started blurting things out.
"I didn't go to Spain last summer." She said.
"Where'd you go?" asked Ron.
"Bulgaria." Said Harry. Hermione looked at him with a look that asked, 'How did you know?'
"Why didn't you tell us?" asked Ron.
"Because you would've asked me what happened." She almost choked on the words. Worry was written on her friends' faces.
"What'd he do to you?" asked Harry, a look of rage in his emerald eyes. Hermione hesitated in fear of him throwing something...like a chair...or a small person...
"He...He..." she almost couldn't finish. Her whole body was shaking. "He found my notebook." Harry let out a sigh of relief.
"I thought it was more than that." He said.
"It is. I was about to tell you what he did after he found my notebook, and what was written in it..."
"Did he hit you?" asked Ron.
"No. He forced me...I-I couldn't do anything, I couldn't. It's like he went crazy," she sobbed.
"What?!" shouted Harry; almost knocking over the chair he was sitting in.
"He didn't!" Ron exclaimed. All Hermione could do was nod.
"I'll kill him." Said Harry in an eerily calm voice.
"Harry...no," she whimpered
"I will. I'll kill him." He said, nodding. People around them were starting to stare.
"Calm down."
"No, you know what, I'll help you." Ron said to Harry. They were really serious about this. Hermione, not knowing what to do, went upstairs to her dorm. She sat on the floor by the fireplace and watched as the wood turned slowly to glowing ambers. She heard someone coming up behind her.
"Hello." He said. She got to her feet.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed. "How did you get here?"
"I flew. I've come to tell you that...I've found someone else." He said. She raised her eyebrows as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"You...are leaving...me?" she asked in disbelief.
"Hermione, please..."
"After all you put me through..."
"I'm sorry,"
"Sorry won't work this time!" she shouted. "You made me promise to love you forever, and you're gonna' leave ME?!" she practically screamed at him. "You said-"
"That's right, I said. But I didn't promise." He said. Hermione couldn't believe what was happening.
"How could you? I was just some girl you had by your side! At least until you found another one of course! Then you did...what you did...and made me promise to love you forever, and now what do I get? NOTHING!" she yelled.
"Hermione, people will hear you yell-"
"LET THEM HEAR ME!" she screamed at him, smacking him in the face. He smacked her back. She looked at him with a horror stuck face. He grabbed her wrist, and twisted it behind her back, taking his other hand and clasping it over her mouth.
"I didn't want to do this the hard way," he said. Hermione bit down as hard as she could on one of his fingers. He let go of her face, which gave her the chance to yell, "HELP ME! HARRY, RON-"
Harry and Ron heard the commotion and attempted to run up the stairs. They of course turned into a slide as soon as the two stepped foot on them. So they took of their shoes and ran up the cement slide. They ran into Hermione's dorm just as Krum threw her to the floor. Harry ran and jumped on top of him and started punching him. Hermione scrambled to her feet as Ron ran to join Harry. Oh God, they really were going to kill him.
"Harry, Ron, stop! Don't kill him! I wouldn't be able to bare what would happen to you two if...STOP IT!" she screamed at them. They got up, but Ron (who was a couple inches taller than Harry and taller by an inch than Krum) took hold of Krum's shirt collar and pushed him up against the wall. Viktor put up his arms to protect his face from another blow.
"Don't you touch her again." Said Ron, letting him go. Viktor could barely hold himself up.
"You leave, and you don't come back." Said Harry in a dead calm. "You ever come near Hermione again, and we'll tell everyone what you did. Tell anyone what we've done to you, we'll do the same thing." Viktor simply nodded. He climbed out of the window where a broom was waiting, and flew off. Hermione's whole body started shaking, tears streaming freely down her cheeks. She ran towards where Harry and Ron and embraced them both in a hug.
"I love you guys." She said.
"We love you too." The two said in unison.
"I don't think Krum'll ever show his face around here again." Said Harry.
"Not a chance." Ron replied. "In the mean time, let's go get some ice-packs from the hospital wing, my hand hurts like Hell."
"Same here." Said Harry.
"I need an ice-pack for my shoulder, I hit it on my trunk when-" she stopped. "When I fell." She finished. Harry nodded, and the three of them made their way, arm in arm, to the hospital wing.
A.N.///You like? I hope so. I really got into this chapter for some reason, I wrote it really fast... Well, onto he next chapter I suppose...
-MuchoSugar