Chapter 18
"What IS your problem?" Ron asked as they left the hospital wing.
"Nothing!" Harry said, angrily.
"Bull!!" Ron responded. He knew there was something wrong, but he didn't understand why so sudden.
"The way she was looking at you." Harry mumbled.
"Sorry?" Ron still didn't understand.
"She likes you." Harry said simply,
"How do you know?!" Ron cried in surprise. The boys were heading to Gryffindor Tower to get their afternoon books.
"The way she was looking at you!" Harry didn't look at him; he just concentrated on the path ahead of him.
"You can't tell that just by the way she was looking at me! That's ridiculous!" Ron said. There was no way Hermionie liked him, was there?
"Oh yes I can." Harry said stubbornly, "Sphinx." The portrait opened for them.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Ron said, amazed at Harry's stupidity, "You can't just jump to conclusions like that Harry. At least talk to her about it before you say things like that." Harry stopped half way up the stairs and turned to look at Ron.
"I know that look Ron, I don't need to ask her." Harry said with fury.
"I won't believe it until you have proof." Ron said, pointing a finger at him.
"Fine, whatever." Harry waved his hands in the air and rolled his eyes, then started to climb the stairs again.
"I don't know why you're so mad." Ron said once they'd gotten into their dorm and were opening their trunks to get the proper books for that afternoon's lessons.
"Because," Harry said, "I still like her." And he headed back out of the dorm with out looking at Ron again. Ron just groaned at Harry's stupidity again, and followed. "So what Harry! She still likes you," he said, trying to comfort Harry as he walked about twenty feet in front of him.
"Doubt it," Harry said stubbornly. Ron was sick of this.
"You know what?" He said giving up, "I'm sick of this pity party, talk to me when you're back in your right mind." Then the bell sounded for after lunch classes. The two of them wandered to north tower, for divination. As they were on they're way there.
"Hey guys!" Emma said cheerfully, "I don't know where I'm going, you both have divination next right?" She had no idea what kind of moods the boys were in. They both were silent. "I guess I'm talking to a wall? No wait, walls are more interesting." She laughed at her own joke, Ron smiled, and Harry smiled a little.
"Sorry Emma," Harry said, "Little stressed. Professor Trelawnly is a fruit, and we hate having to put up with her." Ron had to admit, Harry lied very well. This spooked him a little. "I doubt you'll like her either."
"What is divination anyway?" She asked with a chuckle.
Ron smiled, "Palm reading, tea leaf reading, crystal ball gazing, future telling, and stuff like that."
"Ooo!" She said excitedly, "We get to learn how to be physic?" This time Harry laughed.
"Not exactly." He laughed.
"Oh," She sounded disappointed.
"Who do you think will die today?" Ron asked Harry.
"What?!" Emma looked shocked, "Did you say die?!" Harry and Ron laughed this time.
"She predicts students deaths all the time, and 99.9% of the time, it's a bunch of crap." Ron said with a chuckle.
"Oh, okay." Emma didn't seem to believe them; they knew this because she still sounded scared. Once they reached the silver ladder, they let Emma climb up first. The class went by okay, and Emma had the same idea Hermionie did.
"This is stupid!! This is pointless!" She said, with out lowering her voice at all. Everyone around her just laughed and Professor Trelawnly just stared at her, with her bug eyes.
"That," Emma said as they left, "was ridiculous. And that woman is crazy."
"Told you so." Ron and Harry said in unison. They laughed, and Harry's bad mood seemed to have vanished. Ron was suspicious.he watched Harry.was that the same look Hermionie had given him earlier? All the flirting that went on that day between those two made Ron sick, even if he did join in more than once.
When it was finally dinnertime, the three of them were laughing so hard their faces were purple.
"That-was-so-good," Harry laughed. Ron was laughing too hard to talk.
History of Magic had just let out, and Emma made it interesting. During class, Professor Binns was writing on the board and he had just turned around to talk some more, when Emma elbowed Harry and Ron awake. She raised her hand, "Um Professor." She said, with out waiting for him to call on her, and the class was watching her. Hermionie was the only person who ever raised her hand. "Could you move please? I can't see the notes on the board." Professor Binns did not get the joke, and he just moved over to the left and said, "Why yes." And that's when the laughter broke out. Considering the professor was a ghost and very transparent, is what made the joke funny. And Emma just went along with it when he had answered, "Okay, thanks." Then she started to write them down, laughing the entire time.
Now they were heading for dinner.
"You," Harry said putting a hand on her shoulder, "are a genius."
"Oh I know it." She said with a giggle. They just smiled at each other.
"Hey Harry." Said a sweet voice behind them. They all spun around. It was Hermionie. How long had she been there?
"Oh hey Hermionie!" Ron said. He saw Hermionie rake her eyes over Emma.
"Hi," She said sweetly to Ron.
"Oh this is Hermionie." Emma said, pointing to her with her head turned to Ron.
"Have you been talking about me Ron?" She said with a smile, as she approached. "Hermionie Granger." She held out a hand. Emma just looked at it.
"Erm." Emma shook it, "Emma Johnson."
"Nice to meet you Emma." Hermionie was acting way to sweet for the occasion; Harry and Ron both thought so. And they were very suspicious.
"Uh, yea." Emma said, eying Hermionie's bushy hair. "So are we going to dinner or what?" She asked the boys, ignoring the interruption.
"Dinner!" Ron said enthusiastically. "Let's go."
"Harry, can I talk to you?" Hermionie said.
"Yea sure." He said, "Meet you guys down there." He said to Emma and Ron. Emma gave Hermionie one last look over, glared, and then left.
"I thought you weren't getting out until tomorrow." Harry said, turning to her after waving good-bye. He made it sound like the nurse kept her in a cage.
"She let me out early because I asked." Hermionie said. "But that's not what I want to talk to you about."
"What is it?" Harry asked, almost irritably. That sick jealous feeling was coming back as he pictured that look she gave Ron.
"I want to know what was wrong with you this afternoon." She said.
"Oh," Harry said. Should he get the proof that Ron needed, or lie and make something up?
"What IS your problem?" Ron asked as they left the hospital wing.
"Nothing!" Harry said, angrily.
"Bull!!" Ron responded. He knew there was something wrong, but he didn't understand why so sudden.
"The way she was looking at you." Harry mumbled.
"Sorry?" Ron still didn't understand.
"She likes you." Harry said simply,
"How do you know?!" Ron cried in surprise. The boys were heading to Gryffindor Tower to get their afternoon books.
"The way she was looking at you!" Harry didn't look at him; he just concentrated on the path ahead of him.
"You can't tell that just by the way she was looking at me! That's ridiculous!" Ron said. There was no way Hermionie liked him, was there?
"Oh yes I can." Harry said stubbornly, "Sphinx." The portrait opened for them.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Ron said, amazed at Harry's stupidity, "You can't just jump to conclusions like that Harry. At least talk to her about it before you say things like that." Harry stopped half way up the stairs and turned to look at Ron.
"I know that look Ron, I don't need to ask her." Harry said with fury.
"I won't believe it until you have proof." Ron said, pointing a finger at him.
"Fine, whatever." Harry waved his hands in the air and rolled his eyes, then started to climb the stairs again.
"I don't know why you're so mad." Ron said once they'd gotten into their dorm and were opening their trunks to get the proper books for that afternoon's lessons.
"Because," Harry said, "I still like her." And he headed back out of the dorm with out looking at Ron again. Ron just groaned at Harry's stupidity again, and followed. "So what Harry! She still likes you," he said, trying to comfort Harry as he walked about twenty feet in front of him.
"Doubt it," Harry said stubbornly. Ron was sick of this.
"You know what?" He said giving up, "I'm sick of this pity party, talk to me when you're back in your right mind." Then the bell sounded for after lunch classes. The two of them wandered to north tower, for divination. As they were on they're way there.
"Hey guys!" Emma said cheerfully, "I don't know where I'm going, you both have divination next right?" She had no idea what kind of moods the boys were in. They both were silent. "I guess I'm talking to a wall? No wait, walls are more interesting." She laughed at her own joke, Ron smiled, and Harry smiled a little.
"Sorry Emma," Harry said, "Little stressed. Professor Trelawnly is a fruit, and we hate having to put up with her." Ron had to admit, Harry lied very well. This spooked him a little. "I doubt you'll like her either."
"What is divination anyway?" She asked with a chuckle.
Ron smiled, "Palm reading, tea leaf reading, crystal ball gazing, future telling, and stuff like that."
"Ooo!" She said excitedly, "We get to learn how to be physic?" This time Harry laughed.
"Not exactly." He laughed.
"Oh," She sounded disappointed.
"Who do you think will die today?" Ron asked Harry.
"What?!" Emma looked shocked, "Did you say die?!" Harry and Ron laughed this time.
"She predicts students deaths all the time, and 99.9% of the time, it's a bunch of crap." Ron said with a chuckle.
"Oh, okay." Emma didn't seem to believe them; they knew this because she still sounded scared. Once they reached the silver ladder, they let Emma climb up first. The class went by okay, and Emma had the same idea Hermionie did.
"This is stupid!! This is pointless!" She said, with out lowering her voice at all. Everyone around her just laughed and Professor Trelawnly just stared at her, with her bug eyes.
"That," Emma said as they left, "was ridiculous. And that woman is crazy."
"Told you so." Ron and Harry said in unison. They laughed, and Harry's bad mood seemed to have vanished. Ron was suspicious.he watched Harry.was that the same look Hermionie had given him earlier? All the flirting that went on that day between those two made Ron sick, even if he did join in more than once.
When it was finally dinnertime, the three of them were laughing so hard their faces were purple.
"That-was-so-good," Harry laughed. Ron was laughing too hard to talk.
History of Magic had just let out, and Emma made it interesting. During class, Professor Binns was writing on the board and he had just turned around to talk some more, when Emma elbowed Harry and Ron awake. She raised her hand, "Um Professor." She said, with out waiting for him to call on her, and the class was watching her. Hermionie was the only person who ever raised her hand. "Could you move please? I can't see the notes on the board." Professor Binns did not get the joke, and he just moved over to the left and said, "Why yes." And that's when the laughter broke out. Considering the professor was a ghost and very transparent, is what made the joke funny. And Emma just went along with it when he had answered, "Okay, thanks." Then she started to write them down, laughing the entire time.
Now they were heading for dinner.
"You," Harry said putting a hand on her shoulder, "are a genius."
"Oh I know it." She said with a giggle. They just smiled at each other.
"Hey Harry." Said a sweet voice behind them. They all spun around. It was Hermionie. How long had she been there?
"Oh hey Hermionie!" Ron said. He saw Hermionie rake her eyes over Emma.
"Hi," She said sweetly to Ron.
"Oh this is Hermionie." Emma said, pointing to her with her head turned to Ron.
"Have you been talking about me Ron?" She said with a smile, as she approached. "Hermionie Granger." She held out a hand. Emma just looked at it.
"Erm." Emma shook it, "Emma Johnson."
"Nice to meet you Emma." Hermionie was acting way to sweet for the occasion; Harry and Ron both thought so. And they were very suspicious.
"Uh, yea." Emma said, eying Hermionie's bushy hair. "So are we going to dinner or what?" She asked the boys, ignoring the interruption.
"Dinner!" Ron said enthusiastically. "Let's go."
"Harry, can I talk to you?" Hermionie said.
"Yea sure." He said, "Meet you guys down there." He said to Emma and Ron. Emma gave Hermionie one last look over, glared, and then left.
"I thought you weren't getting out until tomorrow." Harry said, turning to her after waving good-bye. He made it sound like the nurse kept her in a cage.
"She let me out early because I asked." Hermionie said. "But that's not what I want to talk to you about."
"What is it?" Harry asked, almost irritably. That sick jealous feeling was coming back as he pictured that look she gave Ron.
"I want to know what was wrong with you this afternoon." She said.
"Oh," Harry said. Should he get the proof that Ron needed, or lie and make something up?