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CHAPTER 2 - SURPRISES AND NIGHTMARES:
Harry had never thought of being a Seer, one with 'the sight', but now it didn't strike him as being completely far-fetched. How often do nightmares come true, to non-Professor Trelawney type people, anyway?
Harry was woken from his turbulent thoughts by Ginny, walking past happily. 'What are you doing, Harry?' She asked. 'Waiting for uh- someone..' Harry blushed, looking down at his robes, which were patterned with prickles from the lawn. 'Who?' Harry looked up.
'Hermione, why?' He said. Why did she HAVE to know? Ginny grinned. 'Just wanted to know, I guess.' She skipped away, disappearing behind a beech tree. Harry thought to himself, pondering the fact of Ginny's sudden interest in who he was meeting.. Maybe.. Maybe Hermione had TOLD Ginny! Maybe it was a practical joke on him. Yeah, that'd be it. He had figured it out before Hermione could trick him. Pulling himself up, he stalked over to stand, hidden from view, behind another tree. Watching the spot he had just left, he had a good view of whoever might walk by there.
'Harry?' A voice directly behind his shoulder queried anxiously. He whirled around, taken by surprise. 'Wh- What?' He saw Hermione, but took a double- take. Was it Hermione? The girl he was looking at had smooth, brown silk for hair, long eyelashes, beautiful cinnamon eyes and glossy pink lips. Her robes were flowing, revealing her fitted school jumper and short skirt. 'Yes, Harry, earth to Harry!' She spoke sweetly, yet in a voice he could recognize, but he could not put a name to. Harry started to back away. He didn't know this girl, this perfect-looking bimbo of a girl. No, he definitely didn't. Why was she coming towards him? Help, help, please- 'What's wrong Harry?' She giggled, an equally sweet, light-hearted laugh to match her voice. Suddenly Harry remembered. THE YULE BALL!!
'Krum?' He whispered nervously, still slowly backing away from this advancing girl, who was clearly Hermione gone wrong. 'What? Viktor? I dumped him in the Summer, after I found him with Fleur, remember? What's wrong with you, Harry?' IT WAS HERMIONE!!! If Harry could have had one wish just then, it would have been to evaporate on the spot, and never to vaporise anywhere else. WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HER????
After Harry had half-recovered from the shock of seeing Hermione in Bimbo mode, he sank down next to the lake. Reassuring Hermione he was alright, he lay on his back, looking up at the clouds. Harry the Cloud, mmmm. Sounds interesting. Better than Harry Potter, or Harry the Boy Who Lived.
'Well, Harry,' Hermione's face appeared, to Harry's intense annoyance, blocking out his view of the fluffy white clouds. 'Mmm?' He mumbled, turning away slightly as not to meet her anxious stare. 'I .. I've been wanting to tell you for quite a while now, but, Ron, well, I didn't want to.. well, now you're not as close with him I thought..' Harry cut her off angrily mid-sentence. 'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN, NOT CLOSE WITH HIM? WE ARE BEST FRIENDS, DUH!' Harry was blazing. 'I mean, no, I just, you're not quite so..' 'NOT QUITE SO WHAT? WE ARE BETTER FRIENDS THAN WE'VE EVER BEEN, WHAT ARE YOU, SOME KIND OF SLUG?' He named an insult which he'd heard Dudley use, but seeing as it meant one of those gross grey slimy things, it was probably unnecessary for use on Hermione. 'I'm sorry Harry, but what I mean to say, is, well, I..' Hermione stared at the ground as though it was a book she could read. 'Yeah..?' 'I love you.' Hermione stated, sounding final, while still staring at the ground. Harry tried to catch her eye, tried to make it funny, but her eyes were still super-glued as tight as Professor McGonagall's hair bun was to her head, to the floor. 'Good one, Hermione.' Harry laughed, an easy, familiar sound breaking the uncomfortable silence. 'Um.' Hermione finally looked at him. 'I wasn't joking.' Harry felt like he was going to suffocate. Choking, he spluttered. 'A-ah. (cough cough cough) Oka- Okay(cough)' Hermione looked concerned. Leaning forward she whispered, 'Are you okay?' Suddenly Harry seemed to breathe again. 'Yeah.' He leant back, away from her. She still looked like a bimbo.. So.. UN-Hermione! Turning away slightly she mumbled, 'And. There was, uh, one more thing.' Harry nodded, hoping that the nightmare would end soon. 'I.. I know that you love me too.' HE MUST BE A SEER! He MUST! Wait, that wasn't what he should be thinking of at the moment! Hermione was leaning in towards him, half- closing her eyes, and puckering her lips.. 'It's okay, nobody's watching..' Harry backed away, terrifed. He scrambled up, squashing some daisies in the process, and ran. He didn't look back.
Harry had never thought of being a Seer, one with 'the sight', but now it didn't strike him as being completely far-fetched. How often do nightmares come true, to non-Professor Trelawney type people, anyway?
Harry was woken from his turbulent thoughts by Ginny, walking past happily. 'What are you doing, Harry?' She asked. 'Waiting for uh- someone..' Harry blushed, looking down at his robes, which were patterned with prickles from the lawn. 'Who?' Harry looked up.
'Hermione, why?' He said. Why did she HAVE to know? Ginny grinned. 'Just wanted to know, I guess.' She skipped away, disappearing behind a beech tree. Harry thought to himself, pondering the fact of Ginny's sudden interest in who he was meeting.. Maybe.. Maybe Hermione had TOLD Ginny! Maybe it was a practical joke on him. Yeah, that'd be it. He had figured it out before Hermione could trick him. Pulling himself up, he stalked over to stand, hidden from view, behind another tree. Watching the spot he had just left, he had a good view of whoever might walk by there.
'Harry?' A voice directly behind his shoulder queried anxiously. He whirled around, taken by surprise. 'Wh- What?' He saw Hermione, but took a double- take. Was it Hermione? The girl he was looking at had smooth, brown silk for hair, long eyelashes, beautiful cinnamon eyes and glossy pink lips. Her robes were flowing, revealing her fitted school jumper and short skirt. 'Yes, Harry, earth to Harry!' She spoke sweetly, yet in a voice he could recognize, but he could not put a name to. Harry started to back away. He didn't know this girl, this perfect-looking bimbo of a girl. No, he definitely didn't. Why was she coming towards him? Help, help, please- 'What's wrong Harry?' She giggled, an equally sweet, light-hearted laugh to match her voice. Suddenly Harry remembered. THE YULE BALL!!
'Krum?' He whispered nervously, still slowly backing away from this advancing girl, who was clearly Hermione gone wrong. 'What? Viktor? I dumped him in the Summer, after I found him with Fleur, remember? What's wrong with you, Harry?' IT WAS HERMIONE!!! If Harry could have had one wish just then, it would have been to evaporate on the spot, and never to vaporise anywhere else. WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HER????
After Harry had half-recovered from the shock of seeing Hermione in Bimbo mode, he sank down next to the lake. Reassuring Hermione he was alright, he lay on his back, looking up at the clouds. Harry the Cloud, mmmm. Sounds interesting. Better than Harry Potter, or Harry the Boy Who Lived.
'Well, Harry,' Hermione's face appeared, to Harry's intense annoyance, blocking out his view of the fluffy white clouds. 'Mmm?' He mumbled, turning away slightly as not to meet her anxious stare. 'I .. I've been wanting to tell you for quite a while now, but, Ron, well, I didn't want to.. well, now you're not as close with him I thought..' Harry cut her off angrily mid-sentence. 'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN, NOT CLOSE WITH HIM? WE ARE BEST FRIENDS, DUH!' Harry was blazing. 'I mean, no, I just, you're not quite so..' 'NOT QUITE SO WHAT? WE ARE BETTER FRIENDS THAN WE'VE EVER BEEN, WHAT ARE YOU, SOME KIND OF SLUG?' He named an insult which he'd heard Dudley use, but seeing as it meant one of those gross grey slimy things, it was probably unnecessary for use on Hermione. 'I'm sorry Harry, but what I mean to say, is, well, I..' Hermione stared at the ground as though it was a book she could read. 'Yeah..?' 'I love you.' Hermione stated, sounding final, while still staring at the ground. Harry tried to catch her eye, tried to make it funny, but her eyes were still super-glued as tight as Professor McGonagall's hair bun was to her head, to the floor. 'Good one, Hermione.' Harry laughed, an easy, familiar sound breaking the uncomfortable silence. 'Um.' Hermione finally looked at him. 'I wasn't joking.' Harry felt like he was going to suffocate. Choking, he spluttered. 'A-ah. (cough cough cough) Oka- Okay(cough)' Hermione looked concerned. Leaning forward she whispered, 'Are you okay?' Suddenly Harry seemed to breathe again. 'Yeah.' He leant back, away from her. She still looked like a bimbo.. So.. UN-Hermione! Turning away slightly she mumbled, 'And. There was, uh, one more thing.' Harry nodded, hoping that the nightmare would end soon. 'I.. I know that you love me too.' HE MUST BE A SEER! He MUST! Wait, that wasn't what he should be thinking of at the moment! Hermione was leaning in towards him, half- closing her eyes, and puckering her lips.. 'It's okay, nobody's watching..' Harry backed away, terrifed. He scrambled up, squashing some daisies in the process, and ran. He didn't look back.