Switching Places
Chapter Six~ It Takes Time
Hermione's POV
Anna and I had gotten to the library. Professor McGonagall was there, so I took that time to ask her about the situation.
"Oh dear. I remember it happening a few years ago. There was nothing we could do, but wait. Silly that it had to be Potter and Mr. Malfoy, but you can go and tell your classmates that these things just have to take time." She told me.
"Thank you Professor."
"Miss Granger." She replied with a smile, and went off.
I turned around and went over to where Ron, Anna, and, now, Malfoy, were. Anna went to tell Ron about the 'changing' while I asked Professor McGonagall for info.
"Okay what did she say?" Anna asked me, looking away from Ron, who was staring at Malfoy.
I laughed. "She said that all we can do is wait. It's happened before, a few years ago."
"Hmm." Anna said, "We gotta go find Harry."
I nodded. "Let's. It's time for dinner, anyway."
We headed to the Great Hall. I walked next to Ron, who was next to Anna. Malfoy was on the other side if her.
I listened in on what Ron was whispering to Anna, "So you fell asleep with him on the couch? Malfoy?"
She nodded, "What about it?"
"Um.that right there." He said, pointing out what he'd just said before. "Rude, conceited, Malfoy."
"He's not conceited, Ron. You don't even know him." She quietly hissed back at him.
He snorted, "Whatever. Think twice when he tries to hurt you." He said and looked off.
She glared at him and looked back over at Malfoy. He looked back at her. I could see small pain in his eyes. He'd heard Ron. I didn't know why he would be hurt about something like that. It's his fault that he acts the way that he does.
Harry's POV
I sat down at the Slytherin table to eat dinner. I needed to try to talk to Anna again.
Just as the thought came into my mind, the group had walked through the doorway. The others kept walking, but Anna stopped, beckoning for me to come over to her. I got up and headed of, making sure not a lot of people were noticing, though, most of the guys in Slytherin thought I, meaning Malfoy, was working on getting Anna in bed or something. Other than that, what Slytherin boy wasn't? She was beautiful.or at least I thought so..Bet that wasn't the exact word that came to their mind though.
I shook my head as I walked. I fallowed her around the corner. She turned around and looked at me. "Harry."
"Oh thank god you know.. What's Malfoy done to you so far? Are you okay?" I asked quickly.
"It's okay, Harry. It's okay. I'm just fine. Just, at first, he started feeling up on me-"
"That's it." I turned to go over to him.
She grabbed my arm, "Harry! He's not like that anymore. He's.different.."
"OH PLEASE." I yelled and grabbed her face into my hands, "Anna this is Malfoy we're talking about. Malfoy! He can NEVER be sweet. He'll jump you again. You can't trust him!" I stared her in the eyes.
"You don't know him like I do! None of you do, and you never will!" Her eyes started to water a little.
"Oh, Anna, I know him! I've known him since the first day that I got here. Years ago! I've known him, longer than you have! You transferred here from America! You've barely known him for.how long? Not even two years!" With my head tiled slightly forward, our heads were so close that our foreheads were bearly touching. "You're not like us, baby. You're not. He could do ANYTHING to you. Don't you see?" I whispered to her.
She started completely crying, "So what, Harry?! Two years is a long time! Just because I get along with him in just two years and after four, you STILL haven't, it doesn't mean you have to go off and pull the father thing on me. Why do you care about my relationship with everyone in this school? And another thing, just because I'm from a different country, and my accent isn't as strong as yours, it doesn't mean that I'm different from all of you."
I dropped my hands and my head came back, away from hers. My eyes started to burn. "It doesn't mean that I don't have the right to care about you."
"You don't have to make sure that everything I do is right though! Watching my every move.." She lowered her voice.
"I don't watch your every move!"
"Every time I take a glance at you, I catch you looking off!" she answered.
I sighed, "So what if I just look a little bit? I don't watch you, Anna. At least I don't follow you around like that lot that of fifth and six years does. I just.I care about you.a lot. Okay? I really care. I don't care about anyone like I care about you." Geez I said 'care' too many times in just three sentences.
I felt myself slightly turning pink, and she smiled a little with a sigh. "Harry.you're like a brother to me-"
I cut her off, "I know that."
"Harry will you just let me talk?"
I didn't say anything. "Since the day I transferred here, you, Hermione and Ron were so welcoming to me. When I got picked on, you were always there for me when Ron wasn't. You and Ron were there when that sixth year was harassing me, and when he tried to practically kill me, you two were there to stop him. As you know, I'm an only child. I've had that empty spot inside me. I wanted so bad to have a brother, or, something. You and Ron just feel that spot, Harry."
I looked down.
"Harry, I know that if I ever thought about you in any other way, it's hurt our relationship, and I don't want that to happen. You're so special to me. I don't want to hurt anything, or mess anything up. I need up to stay in that place in my heart, for me. OK?"
My eyes started to water. What would anyone say when they walked by and saw "Draco Malfoy" crying?
"Yeah.I guess." I said and nodded.
"K." she gave me a hug. "Let's go eat now, huh?"
"OK.. See ya later I guess." I told her.
"Later." She walked passed me.
I grabbed her am. "Anna."
She turned around, "Yeah?"
I kissed her cheek, gulped, and look down at the floor. I sighed a 'Later', and walked passed her into the Great Hall and to the Slytherin table.
Way to go me.. I knew she's never like me. I'll just have to stick to the little 1st year teenies that fallow me around because I'm Famous Harry Potter. I finally fall for someone, and she actually doesn't like me. I mean, I'm not bragging, but when all these girls like me for living through a curse, I don't see why Anna doesn't like me. She's not like all of them. That's why I do like her.
Chapter Six~ It Takes Time
Hermione's POV
Anna and I had gotten to the library. Professor McGonagall was there, so I took that time to ask her about the situation.
"Oh dear. I remember it happening a few years ago. There was nothing we could do, but wait. Silly that it had to be Potter and Mr. Malfoy, but you can go and tell your classmates that these things just have to take time." She told me.
"Thank you Professor."
"Miss Granger." She replied with a smile, and went off.
I turned around and went over to where Ron, Anna, and, now, Malfoy, were. Anna went to tell Ron about the 'changing' while I asked Professor McGonagall for info.
"Okay what did she say?" Anna asked me, looking away from Ron, who was staring at Malfoy.
I laughed. "She said that all we can do is wait. It's happened before, a few years ago."
"Hmm." Anna said, "We gotta go find Harry."
I nodded. "Let's. It's time for dinner, anyway."
We headed to the Great Hall. I walked next to Ron, who was next to Anna. Malfoy was on the other side if her.
I listened in on what Ron was whispering to Anna, "So you fell asleep with him on the couch? Malfoy?"
She nodded, "What about it?"
"Um.that right there." He said, pointing out what he'd just said before. "Rude, conceited, Malfoy."
"He's not conceited, Ron. You don't even know him." She quietly hissed back at him.
He snorted, "Whatever. Think twice when he tries to hurt you." He said and looked off.
She glared at him and looked back over at Malfoy. He looked back at her. I could see small pain in his eyes. He'd heard Ron. I didn't know why he would be hurt about something like that. It's his fault that he acts the way that he does.
Harry's POV
I sat down at the Slytherin table to eat dinner. I needed to try to talk to Anna again.
Just as the thought came into my mind, the group had walked through the doorway. The others kept walking, but Anna stopped, beckoning for me to come over to her. I got up and headed of, making sure not a lot of people were noticing, though, most of the guys in Slytherin thought I, meaning Malfoy, was working on getting Anna in bed or something. Other than that, what Slytherin boy wasn't? She was beautiful.or at least I thought so..Bet that wasn't the exact word that came to their mind though.
I shook my head as I walked. I fallowed her around the corner. She turned around and looked at me. "Harry."
"Oh thank god you know.. What's Malfoy done to you so far? Are you okay?" I asked quickly.
"It's okay, Harry. It's okay. I'm just fine. Just, at first, he started feeling up on me-"
"That's it." I turned to go over to him.
She grabbed my arm, "Harry! He's not like that anymore. He's.different.."
"OH PLEASE." I yelled and grabbed her face into my hands, "Anna this is Malfoy we're talking about. Malfoy! He can NEVER be sweet. He'll jump you again. You can't trust him!" I stared her in the eyes.
"You don't know him like I do! None of you do, and you never will!" Her eyes started to water a little.
"Oh, Anna, I know him! I've known him since the first day that I got here. Years ago! I've known him, longer than you have! You transferred here from America! You've barely known him for.how long? Not even two years!" With my head tiled slightly forward, our heads were so close that our foreheads were bearly touching. "You're not like us, baby. You're not. He could do ANYTHING to you. Don't you see?" I whispered to her.
She started completely crying, "So what, Harry?! Two years is a long time! Just because I get along with him in just two years and after four, you STILL haven't, it doesn't mean you have to go off and pull the father thing on me. Why do you care about my relationship with everyone in this school? And another thing, just because I'm from a different country, and my accent isn't as strong as yours, it doesn't mean that I'm different from all of you."
I dropped my hands and my head came back, away from hers. My eyes started to burn. "It doesn't mean that I don't have the right to care about you."
"You don't have to make sure that everything I do is right though! Watching my every move.." She lowered her voice.
"I don't watch your every move!"
"Every time I take a glance at you, I catch you looking off!" she answered.
I sighed, "So what if I just look a little bit? I don't watch you, Anna. At least I don't follow you around like that lot that of fifth and six years does. I just.I care about you.a lot. Okay? I really care. I don't care about anyone like I care about you." Geez I said 'care' too many times in just three sentences.
I felt myself slightly turning pink, and she smiled a little with a sigh. "Harry.you're like a brother to me-"
I cut her off, "I know that."
"Harry will you just let me talk?"
I didn't say anything. "Since the day I transferred here, you, Hermione and Ron were so welcoming to me. When I got picked on, you were always there for me when Ron wasn't. You and Ron were there when that sixth year was harassing me, and when he tried to practically kill me, you two were there to stop him. As you know, I'm an only child. I've had that empty spot inside me. I wanted so bad to have a brother, or, something. You and Ron just feel that spot, Harry."
I looked down.
"Harry, I know that if I ever thought about you in any other way, it's hurt our relationship, and I don't want that to happen. You're so special to me. I don't want to hurt anything, or mess anything up. I need up to stay in that place in my heart, for me. OK?"
My eyes started to water. What would anyone say when they walked by and saw "Draco Malfoy" crying?
"Yeah.I guess." I said and nodded.
"K." she gave me a hug. "Let's go eat now, huh?"
"OK.. See ya later I guess." I told her.
"Later." She walked passed me.
I grabbed her am. "Anna."
She turned around, "Yeah?"
I kissed her cheek, gulped, and look down at the floor. I sighed a 'Later', and walked passed her into the Great Hall and to the Slytherin table.
Way to go me.. I knew she's never like me. I'll just have to stick to the little 1st year teenies that fallow me around because I'm Famous Harry Potter. I finally fall for someone, and she actually doesn't like me. I mean, I'm not bragging, but when all these girls like me for living through a curse, I don't see why Anna doesn't like me. She's not like all of them. That's why I do like her.