Chapter 24
She stared blankly at him. "What?"
"I think I love you." Harry said, smiling.
"You think you do.you don't." Hermionie said. She just couldn't believe it. He hurt her more than once and all of a sudden he loves her? No way. She thought. "I'm not falling for this Harry. How dare you play just a cruel joke on me!" She suddenly stood up. He stood in front of her, hardly believing his ears.
"You don't believe me?" He said sadly.
"No!" She said tears filling her eyes, "You are so cruel!!" And she grabbed her bag again and stormed toward the door.
"Hermionie come back!" he ran after her. "I'm not telling a joke! I'm not lying!" He called. She growled in frustration and stormed out the door. He just followed her. "I can't believe I'm hearing this." He mumbled to himself and he ran up next to her. "I don't understand." He said, jogging to keep up with her fast steps. He watched her as he did so.
"You never mess with a girls feelings." She said simply.
"My gosh Hermionie!" he said, "I'm no-" clunk! "Oof!" Harry wasn't watching where he was going and Hermionie had decided to take some stairs. So Harry had tripped face first on the marble steps then rolled the way back down to the stone floor. He lay unmoving at the bottom. Hermionie turned as he flopped down on the stone floor.
"Harry!" she yelled and threw her book bag down and kneeled by him. "Harry! HARRY! Wake up!" she patted his face. "Harry!" He was bleeding on his forehead. "Come on Harry wake up!" She patted his face some more, but a little harder this time. "Please wake up!"
"Ughhh" he groaned and slowly shook his head.
"Don't move!" Hermionie said, and he did. His eyes came open and they were unfocused.
"'Mione? That you?" He said dreamily. "What happened?"
"You fell." She said, "You tripped on the stairs and hit your head." She said, pulling his bangs back so they wouldn't get blood soaked, "And you're bleeding. You need to go to the hospital wing, now!" She was panicking. She watched him, thinking of what do to, and saw a warm smile on his face. "What's to smile about? You're hurt!"
"You care." He said.
"Well of coarse I care!" she said.
"Wow." Said Harry in a dreamy tone.
"What?" she asked.
"You're eyes are beautiful."
"Harry this is no time for flirting! I have to figure out how to get you to the hospital wing!" He tried to sit up.
"Ughhh" He groaned and laid back down, "My head."
"It'll be okay." She said, looking around. "I don't know what to do Harry!" She cried.
"You're clever," he said tiredly, "you'll figure something out." She smiled at him. Then his eyes were beginning to droop.
"No Harry!" she patted his face, "You can close your eyes. Stay awake for me okay?" He nodded slightly. Hermionie stood, and grabbed her bag she took out her books and looked for something in them.something to help, when she saw Lupin come out of his office. "Professor!" she cried, "Professor Lupin! Help!" and he turned and ran toward her.
"What's the matter Hermionie?" he said, not looking past her where Harry lay.
"It's Harry," she explained, "He fell. He's bleeding from his forehead." She turned around and went back to him.
"My God," Lupin muttered. He conjured a stretcher and lifted Harry onto it. Now why didn't I think of that? Hermionie thought. Because you were too worried about the little jerk's health to think straight. A second voice said. She followed Lupin and Harry to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey looked him over.
"Goodness!" she said. "What happened?" Hermionie explained and told her it would be okay. She fixed the cut on Harry's forehead. "He'll have to stay here overnight so I can make sure he's alright. I'm pretty sure he has a concussion, so no sleeping for you Mr. Potter. Maybe Miss Granger will stay here and keep you company. I certainly can't." And she walked away.
"Harry I'm so sorry." Hermionie pleaded after pulling up a chair and sitting next to him.
"It's okay, really." Said Harry, "I wasn't watching where I was going." He looked at her and smiled.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm in a little pain but I'll be okay. I've lived through worse." Hermionie remembered the worst, and she was glad this wasn't anything like that. That was too scary. She smiled at him. "So what do you want to do all night?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and then said, "Ow," and brought a hand to his head. "That wasn't the best idea." She laughed and so did he. After a few hours Harry made Hermionie go up to bed when she could no longer stay awake.
"I'll be fine, really. I promise I won't sleep." He said.
"How about a book to read?" She offered.
"Sure why not."
She went over to her bag and brought out a hard cover black book with pretty gold letters on the front. Hogwarts, a History it read.
"Great!" Harry said sarcastically.
"I think you need to read it. I'm sick of you and Ron never knowing anything about this place." She said, "So read it."
"Yes Professor Granger." Harry said playfully, and rolled his eyes.
"You've got some nerve Potter." She said.
"You better believe it." He smiled, "Now go to bed."
"Okay." She said and started walking away.
"Wait!" He called
"What?" she turned and called back.
"Don't I get a good night kiss?" he asked.
"Boy you hit your head pretty hard there didn't you?" She said with a smile.
"I had to try." He said.
"G'Night Harry." She said and left him there. He took the book from his lap and set it on the nightstand. He had no intention of actually reading it.
She stared blankly at him. "What?"
"I think I love you." Harry said, smiling.
"You think you do.you don't." Hermionie said. She just couldn't believe it. He hurt her more than once and all of a sudden he loves her? No way. She thought. "I'm not falling for this Harry. How dare you play just a cruel joke on me!" She suddenly stood up. He stood in front of her, hardly believing his ears.
"You don't believe me?" He said sadly.
"No!" She said tears filling her eyes, "You are so cruel!!" And she grabbed her bag again and stormed toward the door.
"Hermionie come back!" he ran after her. "I'm not telling a joke! I'm not lying!" He called. She growled in frustration and stormed out the door. He just followed her. "I can't believe I'm hearing this." He mumbled to himself and he ran up next to her. "I don't understand." He said, jogging to keep up with her fast steps. He watched her as he did so.
"You never mess with a girls feelings." She said simply.
"My gosh Hermionie!" he said, "I'm no-" clunk! "Oof!" Harry wasn't watching where he was going and Hermionie had decided to take some stairs. So Harry had tripped face first on the marble steps then rolled the way back down to the stone floor. He lay unmoving at the bottom. Hermionie turned as he flopped down on the stone floor.
"Harry!" she yelled and threw her book bag down and kneeled by him. "Harry! HARRY! Wake up!" she patted his face. "Harry!" He was bleeding on his forehead. "Come on Harry wake up!" She patted his face some more, but a little harder this time. "Please wake up!"
"Ughhh" he groaned and slowly shook his head.
"Don't move!" Hermionie said, and he did. His eyes came open and they were unfocused.
"'Mione? That you?" He said dreamily. "What happened?"
"You fell." She said, "You tripped on the stairs and hit your head." She said, pulling his bangs back so they wouldn't get blood soaked, "And you're bleeding. You need to go to the hospital wing, now!" She was panicking. She watched him, thinking of what do to, and saw a warm smile on his face. "What's to smile about? You're hurt!"
"You care." He said.
"Well of coarse I care!" she said.
"Wow." Said Harry in a dreamy tone.
"What?" she asked.
"You're eyes are beautiful."
"Harry this is no time for flirting! I have to figure out how to get you to the hospital wing!" He tried to sit up.
"Ughhh" He groaned and laid back down, "My head."
"It'll be okay." She said, looking around. "I don't know what to do Harry!" She cried.
"You're clever," he said tiredly, "you'll figure something out." She smiled at him. Then his eyes were beginning to droop.
"No Harry!" she patted his face, "You can close your eyes. Stay awake for me okay?" He nodded slightly. Hermionie stood, and grabbed her bag she took out her books and looked for something in them.something to help, when she saw Lupin come out of his office. "Professor!" she cried, "Professor Lupin! Help!" and he turned and ran toward her.
"What's the matter Hermionie?" he said, not looking past her where Harry lay.
"It's Harry," she explained, "He fell. He's bleeding from his forehead." She turned around and went back to him.
"My God," Lupin muttered. He conjured a stretcher and lifted Harry onto it. Now why didn't I think of that? Hermionie thought. Because you were too worried about the little jerk's health to think straight. A second voice said. She followed Lupin and Harry to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey looked him over.
"Goodness!" she said. "What happened?" Hermionie explained and told her it would be okay. She fixed the cut on Harry's forehead. "He'll have to stay here overnight so I can make sure he's alright. I'm pretty sure he has a concussion, so no sleeping for you Mr. Potter. Maybe Miss Granger will stay here and keep you company. I certainly can't." And she walked away.
"Harry I'm so sorry." Hermionie pleaded after pulling up a chair and sitting next to him.
"It's okay, really." Said Harry, "I wasn't watching where I was going." He looked at her and smiled.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm in a little pain but I'll be okay. I've lived through worse." Hermionie remembered the worst, and she was glad this wasn't anything like that. That was too scary. She smiled at him. "So what do you want to do all night?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and then said, "Ow," and brought a hand to his head. "That wasn't the best idea." She laughed and so did he. After a few hours Harry made Hermionie go up to bed when she could no longer stay awake.
"I'll be fine, really. I promise I won't sleep." He said.
"How about a book to read?" She offered.
"Sure why not."
She went over to her bag and brought out a hard cover black book with pretty gold letters on the front. Hogwarts, a History it read.
"Great!" Harry said sarcastically.
"I think you need to read it. I'm sick of you and Ron never knowing anything about this place." She said, "So read it."
"Yes Professor Granger." Harry said playfully, and rolled his eyes.
"You've got some nerve Potter." She said.
"You better believe it." He smiled, "Now go to bed."
"Okay." She said and started walking away.
"Wait!" He called
"What?" she turned and called back.
"Don't I get a good night kiss?" he asked.
"Boy you hit your head pretty hard there didn't you?" She said with a smile.
"I had to try." He said.
"G'Night Harry." She said and left him there. He took the book from his lap and set it on the nightstand. He had no intention of actually reading it.