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Hermione's Story

Author: Hermione1000

Chapter 5: Emotions

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A/N: Oh my goodness. I think I've improved when it comes to writing fanfiction, eh? Give it another year, and we'll be swimming in details! Anyway, at first, this was the chapter where Hermione confesses her love for Harry and what not, but I supposed that it's too early in the story for that. This chapter, I'm going to introduce a few more people (hopefully), and a little more jealousy will turn up. Read on...

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After Charms, Hermione stood up, almost knocking Neville down, and waited for Emily to come out of the classroom. She then appeared with her black school bag (which was covered in an assortment of pins) over her left shoulder. Hermione smiled and they both started walking towards the Great Hall.

"So..." Emily began quietly.

"Why haven't I seen you around before? I mean.. I don't remember seeing you getting sorted when I did," Hermione asked, twirling her wand.

"Oh, that's because I transferred from Eton in my fifth year. Mum says it's a load of rubbish, how they teach there. I wouldn't blame them though, it's a very poor school, and they can't hire good teachers. All the good ones want twice the money the teachers get payed now." [ A/N: lmao, sorry, Emily is such a Mary Sue. But I'm going to have fun with her, you'll see ]

Hermione nodded, indicating that she understood completely. Emily stopped suddenly, and told Hermione to wait.

"Turn around," Emily said briskly. Hermione did so.

It was like the two were having a staring contest in the middle of the corridor. Emily focused in on Hermione's eyes, but Hermione had sensed that she could not blink. Without warning, Emily broke their gaze. Good thing too, since Hermione's eyes started tearing horribly. Hermione looked to her right as a couple of third years laughed.

"I'm sorry," Emily snickered. Hermione didn't get it. "It's been said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You're very beautiful then." Emily started walking more quickly. Hermione tried to keep up.

"I don't get it, fill me in," Hermione panted. Why were they running down the corridor now?

"I told you. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Don't worry though, I stare into the eyes of all the people I meet. Their eyes show me their personality before I get surprised with it," Emily said calmly. She stopped short and Hermione almost knocked into her.

"So.. so wait. You can read people's minds through their eyes?" Hermione asked, trying not to sound too weird.

"No no, it's nothing like Legilimency. I read peoples' personalities. If they're nice, mean, or just weird like me. That's really why I haven't got many friends, you know. People think I'm weird. Do you, Hermy?"

Hermione coughed. She didn't like the nickname 'Hermy' ever since Grawp used it.

"Well I haven't really gotten to know you yet.."

"Oh! That's right. I see you don't judge a book by it's cover, eh?" Emily said cheerfully as they started to walk down the big marble staircase.

'Okay,' Hermione thought to herself, 'don't get lame on me.'

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The two Gryffindor girls had finally made it outside in the courtyard, without knowing that Lavender and Ron were making out behind one of the small trees that lined the courtyard paths.

"Do you have any siblings?" Emily asked Hermione while walking.

"No, it's just me," Hermione replied, "although I do get lonely sometimes."

"Ah. That could be one reason why you're so smart. It's always the eldest child or the single one that has the brains."

"What about you, Emily?"

"Well, there's my older brother, Shawn. He's 22. A bit of a prat too, if you ask me," Emily snickered, and watched as two faries fluttered by. [ A/N: Somehow, I felt the need to include Shawn in here lmao. He'll have a bigger role though in another chapter, so yeah. If you don't know who Shawn is, all you need to know is that he's mental. ]

"Did he attend Hogwarts?"

"Oh no, he went to Eton. We weren't thinking about transferring him to Hogwarts yet," she answered.

"And why not?" Hermione wondered as they passed a small rose bush.

Emily shrugged, "I guess my Mum wasn't thinking about it."

The rest of the free hour Hermione and Emily had passed by quickly. They talked about their families, Hogwarts, and friends. Hermione had almost convinced herself that she should drop Parvati and hang out with Emily instead. At the time, it seemed like a good idea, but the antidote for Lavender wasn't done yet. Would it even work?

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It was another strange dinner hour at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"WHAT? Draco, I can't believe you. I thought we had something!" Lizybeth stomped her foot on the hard stone floor. She was standing between the Ravenclaw and Slytherin tables, staring Draco hard in the face.

"You were ruining my tough guy Slytherin appearence," Draco said, ignoring the rejected face Lizybeth had on.

"Well who else is there, Draco? Are you seeing another girl now?" Lizybeth demanded. "Or is it because I'm in RAVENCLAW?"

"Yes and yes," he said simply.

"You're pathetic. Always listening to Snape. Well, I over heard McGonagall and him talking. For your information, Snape is dating her," and Lizybeth left the Great Hall, leaving everyone to converse about McGonagall and Snape.



"Do you really think that's true?" Hermione asked Harry, while reading one of her new history books.

"Nah. Well maybe, but I never did trust Lizybeth for going out with Draco," Harry responded, looking around at the Ravenclaw table.

"I suppose you're right," Hermione said. But then again, Hermione's mind told her to believe Lizybeth. It didn't actually matter anyway. Snape and McGonagall and Lizybeth and Draco were the least of Hermione's problems.

Finally, Emily came skipping back to the dinner table with Hogwarts, A History in her arms.

"No one took out this copy yet, Hermione. It'll do me some good to learn about this place more," Emily smiled sweetly and sat down next to Hermione.

"Hey, Emily," Harry said brightly.

"Hey, Harry!" Emily replied while opening up Hogwarts, A History.

"Wait, have you two met before?" asked Hermione.

"Oh yes," Emily giggled, "but by accident." Hermione could see Harry smile sheepishly. How DID they meet? Before Hermione could ask that question, someone familiar tapped her shoulder. 'Twas Parvati!

"Hermione, could I talk to you? Privately..." Parvati looked serious, Hermione stood up and nodded.

"Watch out, Herm.. she might start making out with you," Harry said under his breath, but loud enough so Hermione could hear him.

Hermione followed Parvarti out of the Great Hall and into an empty classroom. Sunlight was pouring in through the three windows that were next to eachother in the back of the room. Desks, along with chairs, were lined up against the walls. Hermione also noticed old wooden bookshelves, with dust-covered books still lined up.

"This is where I asked Lisa Turpin out.. oh but don't worry," Parvati said as she saw Hermione's expression, "I'm not going to ask you out. I wanted to talk to you about this whole best friend thing."

"Shoot," said Hermione.

"Well, I know you're always busy, and now Harry's talking to you again. Oh, and you've found that new girl, Emily.. so I just wanted to ask how long this potion is going to take."

"Five days. Well, in exactly two hours it will be four more days. But yes."

"FIVE? Five days? Hermione, you don't understand. The only person, besides you, that can stand me is Lavender.

"Well, I understand that. But you can't rush this antidote.. it won't work," Hermione frowned.

"Fine. Fine. I can wait. I'll just hide my face some more in the mean time. It was working," and with that, Parvati stormed out of the classroom, slamming the door behind her.

Hermione sighed, and walked over to the bookshelves. Without warning, the door opened. Harry walked in, and shut the door behind him.

"So what happened?" he asked, sitting down in one of the desks lined up by the wall. "I saw Parvati, and she looked furious."

"Well, she wanted the antidote for the Love Potion I told you about. She says Lavender is the only one besides me who understands her. She's also a little depressed..."

Harry noticed Hermione staring at the books, took out his wand, and quietly said, "scourgify!" [a/n: sp? lmao] Hermione grinned as the dust disappeared from the books.

"Look at these," she whispered, taking out one called Animagi: The Transformation. Harry got up and picked up another one. He started flipping through it madly.

"Hermione, this might've been where my Dad.. along with Sirius and Wormtail.. learned to become Animagi. Look," he shoved the old yellow paged book in Hermione's face. She read the faint writing;

Did you see Lily today? In that red dress?

Give it up, Prongs.

Shove it Padfoot.

"Nobody's noticed these books before!" Harry whispered, at the same time going through the bookshelf, book by book.

"No one usually pays attention to classrooms Hogwarts doesn't use anymore."

"Well, we do," Harry laughed. Hermione smiled, but it faded as she looked at her watch.

"Harry, time flies, and we really need to go."

"Well take some of these books while I bring up the rest... I wish we could show Ron this."

Hermione picked up seven heavy books, being used to carrying books everywhere with her, it was easy. When she reached the door, she turned around.

"Coming, Harry?"

"I'll meet you in the Common Room then," and Hermione walked carefully to the Gryffindor Common Room, books in her arms against her chest.

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Hermione set the books down on one of the tables in the Gryffindor Common Room, and fell back onto the Scarlet sofa. Someone sat down beside her.

"What's with all these books, Herm?" Emily asked, blowing a bubble with Drooble's Best Blowing Gum.

"Oh nothing. Harry was going to look through them all," Hermione answered, looking up at Emily. She nodded and popped her bubble.

"Well, that Harry is something, isn't he?"

"What.. do you mean," Hermione said cautiously.

"Oh he's GORGE, and he's brave and just plain brilliant, yanno?"



Hermione was taken aback by Emily's words. She obviously had a thing for him, didn't she? But what about Hermione's ever growing feelings for Harry that I am yet to deliver in this story?!

And then Harry walked in.

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A/n: I forgot where I was going with this chapter. So I'm just going to rethink for a while and then treat you to chapter six! Until next time ~ Hermione1000