Authors Note: I don't want you guys to be disappointed, but I don't really
want to write a sequel to my last story, "Something Tells Me You're The
One", at least not right now. I prefer starting a whole new fic, about
Hermione/Draco. Reviews please.
Until My Dying Day
By Roni Black
Chapter One - This Is How It Started
"Hermione, he likes you."
"Are you nuts?! He has tons of girls who adore him. Why would he want me?" Hermione Granger was staring, annoyed, at her reflection in the mirror. Lavender Brown was standing behind her, her arms crossed.
"I see the way he looks at you, girl," said Lavender. "Trust me, I'm an expert on those things. If I tell you he likes you, he likes you."
"Fine." Hermione wasn't in the mood to argue. She had homework to do. She took out her Potions books and started for the door of the dormitory, towards the common room.
"Hermione, wait, you didn't answer my question!"
Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned around. "What question?" she asked, pretending to be innocent. "I didn't hear any question."
"Do you like Malfoy the way he likes you?"
"Yeah. Right," said Hermione. "I like the most arrogant, most idiotic boy at school. Sure, why not."
"He's not idiotic!" squeaked Lavender. "He's gorgeous..."
"Lavender, I know you're a member of his fan club, but face it, I'm not."
"I am not!" protested Lavender. "I just think he's a hunk, but I'm with Seamus, remember?"
"Fascinating," said Hermione without listening, and put her hand on the doorknob.
"Whoa! Wait!" Lavender ran to block her way. "Just promise me one thing."
"What do you want?" Hermione sighed.
"There's a ball next week - "
"I know, McGonagall told us in class today. Should I remind you I'm always listening to the teachers?"
"I'll bet Malfoy would ask you to dance." Lavender's eyes glittered mischievously.
"You're crazy." Hermione tried to get out, but Lavender continued to block her way.
"Promise me this," said Lavender excitedly. "If he asks you to dance - accept!"
"What?! Lavender, I don't want to dance with Malfoy!" Hermione tried to pass again, but failed. "Listen, I don't want him, OK? I don't want a boyfriend now at all. Besides, I'm the last girl on his mind. Let me out now, will you?!"
"No! I will not let you miss the chance of your life! Don't you believe he'll ask you to dance?"
"Of course I don't!"
"Then you probably don't mind to promise me that. Promise me, Hermione. If he asks you to dance - accept. Just promise, and I'll let you out."
Hermione tried to struggle, but couldn't.
"FINE!" she finally shouted. "Fine, I'll accept! Now will you let me out?!"
"Love to." Lavender stepped aside and watched Hermione storm out. Lavender's lips were curled in a big smile.
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"Is it just me, or is Hermione keeping away from us lately?" Ron asked Harry after a Quidditch practice. Harry was tired, but cheerful; he had become the new Gryffindor's team captain, and it was very exhausting indeed, but he loved it.
"I don't know," said Harry, not really taking in Ron's words. He was busy thinking about Jessica Laurens, one of the new Gryffindor Chasers. He thought he had never seen a prettier sight than Jessica on her broomstick, throwing the Quaffle to Ginny, who was also a Chaser.
"I mean, it's not like she's being arrogant or disgusting," Ron continued, "but you can't deny she doesn't spend time with us at all, except for during the meals. Right?"
"I guess," said Harry, picturing Jessica scoring.
"D'you think we should do anything about it?"
Harry didn't reply.
"Harry?" Ron stopped and turned to look at him in wonderment.
"Yes?" said Harry blankly.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, why?"
"I remember this look," said Ron, "I seem to remember you had just the same look when you had a crush on Cho!"
Cho. Harry hadn't thought about Cho once since the end of last year, when she finished her seventh year and left school. And now he had another girl on his mind.
"Bloody hell," said Ron, staring amazed into Harry's eyes, "you're in love!"
"What?! You must be kidding," Harry tried to avoid him.
"Fine," said Ron, and a small smirk spread on his lips. "I won't bother you about it now, just remember, buddy, you can't lie to me. I know you too well."
They entered silently into the Castle. After about ten minutes, Ron asked: "So, what are we going to do about Hermione?"
"When did we decide to do something?" asked Harry.
Ron sighed. "I told you I think Hermione doesn't spend time with us anymore, as if she's trying to keep away from us. Do you think it means something? So you think we should do anything about it?"
"I can't see why we should do something," said Harry. "I think she's just busy with her studies. They say Arithmancy is extremely difficult in the seventh year. And Transfiguration is getting more difficult every lesson."
"Yeah, but this is Hermione," said Ron. "She's never had trouble with her studies before, only when she had to go to three lessons at the same time in out third year. Now she has a normal schedule, and yet she always seems too busy for us, so what is it that keeps her so busy?"
"I don't know, do you want to talk to her?"
"If she has enough time for that," mumured Ron. "Knowing her, I don't think she would."
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Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me know what you think!!! If I don't get lots of reviews - I'll stop writing this story!!!!! And that would be a shame because I'm planning to make it very beautiful in the next chapters. So it's worth reviewing, if you liked it and want to read more.
In short: REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!
Until My Dying Day
By Roni Black
Chapter One - This Is How It Started
"Hermione, he likes you."
"Are you nuts?! He has tons of girls who adore him. Why would he want me?" Hermione Granger was staring, annoyed, at her reflection in the mirror. Lavender Brown was standing behind her, her arms crossed.
"I see the way he looks at you, girl," said Lavender. "Trust me, I'm an expert on those things. If I tell you he likes you, he likes you."
"Fine." Hermione wasn't in the mood to argue. She had homework to do. She took out her Potions books and started for the door of the dormitory, towards the common room.
"Hermione, wait, you didn't answer my question!"
Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned around. "What question?" she asked, pretending to be innocent. "I didn't hear any question."
"Do you like Malfoy the way he likes you?"
"Yeah. Right," said Hermione. "I like the most arrogant, most idiotic boy at school. Sure, why not."
"He's not idiotic!" squeaked Lavender. "He's gorgeous..."
"Lavender, I know you're a member of his fan club, but face it, I'm not."
"I am not!" protested Lavender. "I just think he's a hunk, but I'm with Seamus, remember?"
"Fascinating," said Hermione without listening, and put her hand on the doorknob.
"Whoa! Wait!" Lavender ran to block her way. "Just promise me one thing."
"What do you want?" Hermione sighed.
"There's a ball next week - "
"I know, McGonagall told us in class today. Should I remind you I'm always listening to the teachers?"
"I'll bet Malfoy would ask you to dance." Lavender's eyes glittered mischievously.
"You're crazy." Hermione tried to get out, but Lavender continued to block her way.
"Promise me this," said Lavender excitedly. "If he asks you to dance - accept!"
"What?! Lavender, I don't want to dance with Malfoy!" Hermione tried to pass again, but failed. "Listen, I don't want him, OK? I don't want a boyfriend now at all. Besides, I'm the last girl on his mind. Let me out now, will you?!"
"No! I will not let you miss the chance of your life! Don't you believe he'll ask you to dance?"
"Of course I don't!"
"Then you probably don't mind to promise me that. Promise me, Hermione. If he asks you to dance - accept. Just promise, and I'll let you out."
Hermione tried to struggle, but couldn't.
"FINE!" she finally shouted. "Fine, I'll accept! Now will you let me out?!"
"Love to." Lavender stepped aside and watched Hermione storm out. Lavender's lips were curled in a big smile.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Is it just me, or is Hermione keeping away from us lately?" Ron asked Harry after a Quidditch practice. Harry was tired, but cheerful; he had become the new Gryffindor's team captain, and it was very exhausting indeed, but he loved it.
"I don't know," said Harry, not really taking in Ron's words. He was busy thinking about Jessica Laurens, one of the new Gryffindor Chasers. He thought he had never seen a prettier sight than Jessica on her broomstick, throwing the Quaffle to Ginny, who was also a Chaser.
"I mean, it's not like she's being arrogant or disgusting," Ron continued, "but you can't deny she doesn't spend time with us at all, except for during the meals. Right?"
"I guess," said Harry, picturing Jessica scoring.
"D'you think we should do anything about it?"
Harry didn't reply.
"Harry?" Ron stopped and turned to look at him in wonderment.
"Yes?" said Harry blankly.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, why?"
"I remember this look," said Ron, "I seem to remember you had just the same look when you had a crush on Cho!"
Cho. Harry hadn't thought about Cho once since the end of last year, when she finished her seventh year and left school. And now he had another girl on his mind.
"Bloody hell," said Ron, staring amazed into Harry's eyes, "you're in love!"
"What?! You must be kidding," Harry tried to avoid him.
"Fine," said Ron, and a small smirk spread on his lips. "I won't bother you about it now, just remember, buddy, you can't lie to me. I know you too well."
They entered silently into the Castle. After about ten minutes, Ron asked: "So, what are we going to do about Hermione?"
"When did we decide to do something?" asked Harry.
Ron sighed. "I told you I think Hermione doesn't spend time with us anymore, as if she's trying to keep away from us. Do you think it means something? So you think we should do anything about it?"
"I can't see why we should do something," said Harry. "I think she's just busy with her studies. They say Arithmancy is extremely difficult in the seventh year. And Transfiguration is getting more difficult every lesson."
"Yeah, but this is Hermione," said Ron. "She's never had trouble with her studies before, only when she had to go to three lessons at the same time in out third year. Now she has a normal schedule, and yet she always seems too busy for us, so what is it that keeps her so busy?"
"I don't know, do you want to talk to her?"
"If she has enough time for that," mumured Ron. "Knowing her, I don't think she would."
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Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me know what you think!!! If I don't get lots of reviews - I'll stop writing this story!!!!! And that would be a shame because I'm planning to make it very beautiful in the next chapters. So it's worth reviewing, if you liked it and want to read more.
In short: REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!