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Given Thoughts
Chapter Two: Wonder
("....") Talking
('...') Hermione's thoughts
(**....**) Everyone else's thoughts
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Hermione sat there in shock for a couple seconds, not really wanting to look around. She felt as if she were invading everyone's privacy.
'Well, technically you are.' She told herself, but her curiosity got the best of her. She brought her head up and looked at Ron once more.
**Hmm....Hagrid is actually boring today, what is it he's teaching us? Something about Mountain Trolls? Oh well, I'll just get all my notes from Hermione. **
Hermione scowled when she heard this, she then looked at Harry once more.
**I wonder what my life would be like if I never knew about the Wizarding World. What if I never knew Hermione or Ron, or Dumbledore? I'd still be living with the Dursleys.** Hermione then saw Harry shudder when he thought this.
'What's he doing thinking about things like that? I wonder what he's thought about all these other times.' Hermione thought to herself. She then looked at her other fellow classmates, her eyes landed on Goyle, who was staring into space with a dumb look on his face.
**I wonder, why are there are so many numbers? They just go on and on and on and on and on and on and on..** Hermione looked away when she realized he wouldn't stop anytime soon. But then she nearly laughed out loud when she heard what else he said.
**Let's see if I can count how many numbers there are. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7..**
Hermione just snorted at his stupidity.
When it was time to go, Hermione put her robes back on and gathered her things and walked off with Harry and Ron. Right now they were talking, so they really weren't thinking to themselves. Only when the other was talking, they thought to themselves.
"Can you believe the Chudley Cannons lost to Puddlemere United?" (A/N: Is that how you spell that Quidditch team?)
"Well, at least they only lost by thirty points." Harry pointed out, this did not cheer Ron up. But Hermione heard something else in Harry's mind.
**When will Ron admit that the Cannons suck now that they got rid of their star player?**
Hermione just shook her head and grinned. When they arrived at the Great Hall, Hermione began to panic.
'What am I going to do? I'm going to hear all these voices in my head! It's going to drive me crazy!' She yelled at herself. But she was shocked to find out that she didn't hear a whole bunch of voices.
'Oh! I get it! Whenever I look at someone and concentrate on them, I hear their thoughts. But if I just glance at them and not concentrate, I won't hear anything.' She thought with relief as she sat down at the Gryffindor table.
She then looked around and her gaze landed on Lavender Brown.
**I wonder if I should try that new make - up Parvati suggested? Well, what does she know? She may be my best friend but I am SO much better looking.**
Hermione just shook her head and looked at Parvati.
**Lavender probably thinks she's too good for my advice, well, she can take her thoughts and shove them up her.**
Hermione looked away and chuckled and the two girls' animosity towards each other, she had noticed that they argued a lot more now then they had in their earlier years here at Hogwarts.
Hermione began eating her lunch, trying not to look at anyone else. But again her curiosity got the best of her, this time though; she looked up at the Head Table. Her eyes rested on McGonagall.
**Who does Severus think he is? Letting his little stuck up Slytherins get away with everything and punish my Gryffindors? Oh, I'll get him back; I'll get him back good. **
Hermione's eyes widened in shock at her favorite Professor's comments about the Slytherins. But decided she must have good reasons. She then looked at Snape, but when she tried to read his mind, she got nothing.
'That's odd.' She thought, but then it struck her. Occlumency. He was after all a master at it, so he was able to prevent his thoughts from being read. But then, as thought he sensed her prodding into his mind, his eyes lifted from his plate and landed right on her. He narrowed his eyes at her and she quickly looked away.
'Could he have possibly known it was me?' She thought with panic, she hadn't even had this ability for one day and she was already in fear that she was caught.
She began to play it off, like nothing happened and tried to start a conversation with Harry. But regretted it when the first thing that popped out of her mouth was..
"So, how do you think you'll do in the next Quidditch game?"
After having both him and Ron babble on and on about what they think, she looked back up at the Head Table and saw that Snape was talking to Flitwick. She breathed in a sigh a relief, if he knew, he wasn't showing it.
When lunch was over she was walking the halls to go to her next class when she heard someone call her name.
"Hermione, wait up!" She turned to find Harry running after her, when he got close he stopped and bent over with his hands resting on his knees, panting for breath.
"Y - You forgot your Arithmancy book." He said as he handed it over to her. She smiled greatly, but not without hacking into his brain.
**Dang, how do you walk so fast?**
She giggled, "It's a habit." She said before she could stop herself.
"It's a habit to forget your Arithmancy book?" Harry asked, confused by Hermione's behavior.
Hermione turned red from her mistake, "Um..yes actually, lately it has been a habit. I'll read it, set it down for a minute, and then take off without it. Thank you for returning it to me." She said as she began to turn and walk away.
"Wait!" Harry called out, Hermione again turned around.
"Harry, I'm going to be late for my next class. What is it?" She asked. Harry blushed.
"Er..it's nothing, just go. Sorry to keep you behind!" He said as he began to walk off. But Hermione was still able to make out what he said in his mind.
**Just wanted to know if you'd mind going to Hogsmead with me this weekend. Just us, alone. Our very first date.** Hermione's eyes widened in shock when she heard this. But she didn't want Harry walking off feeling put out or depressed, so she did what she thought was right.
"Harry, wait! There is something I need to ask you." She said, no longer caring if she was late for her class. Right now her best friend's feelings were more important.
"What is it?" Harry asked, Hermione could see the hope in his emerald eyes.
"Would you mind if you came to Hogsmead with me this weekend? Um..just you? You know, so we can talk and stuff, I mean it would be like a date but if you don't want to then I understand." Hermione rambled on, feeling the heat rise on her face. Harry just grinned.
"Yes Hermione, I'd love too." He said, Hermione grinned back as she once again watched Harry walk off. Only this time he was happier. She grin widened when she heard a loud "YES!" echo in his brain.
Only when she sat down in her class and began taking notes did she realize that she had asked one of her best friend's out on a date. And what was worse, was that her best friend was going to ask her first.
'Does that mean he likes me?' Hermione asked herself, thus, this began a little argument in her head.
'Well, if he was going to ask you out on a date that obviously means that he likes you.'
'Yes, but maybe he only wants to meet to discuss homework or some essay he's having trouble on.'
'If that were the case, why didn't he ask you about that in the Great Hall during breakfast or lunch? Face it, your best friend has a crush on you and you have no idea what to do about it.'
'The question is, do I like him?'
'Of course you don't, not like that. He's your best friend for Merlin's sake! Liking him will only make things uncomfortable. And what about Ron? How would he handle his two best friends dating each other?'
'HEY! Who said anything about dating? I was just concerned about this one date and whether or not my best friend likes me more then a friend!' Hermione yelled at herself. Right now, dwelling in her thoughts was not helping.
'Well, just be glad you know Harry enough that he won't try anything stupid.' Hermione sighed and agreed with herself. Harry was not the type to rush things or make things too uncomfortable. Though she did know that he didn't have much patience.
Then she sighed in annoyance with herself when she realized she had wasted all of her class time thinking to herself about her current situation with Harry. She hadn't even been able to write one sentence of notes when she had started to worry herself about Harry.
"What have I gotten myself into?" She mumbled, burying her face in her hands.
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Thank you to all those people who have reviewed my story! Your comments really encouraged me to get going on the second chapter, and I'm going to try to work on the third chapter A.S.A.P! I would also like to thank Evening - Star for pointing out to me that Hermione wouldn't be able to read Snape's mind because of Occlumency. Thank you again!
Given Thoughts
Chapter Two: Wonder
("....") Talking
('...') Hermione's thoughts
(**....**) Everyone else's thoughts
*~*~*~*
Hermione sat there in shock for a couple seconds, not really wanting to look around. She felt as if she were invading everyone's privacy.
'Well, technically you are.' She told herself, but her curiosity got the best of her. She brought her head up and looked at Ron once more.
**Hmm....Hagrid is actually boring today, what is it he's teaching us? Something about Mountain Trolls? Oh well, I'll just get all my notes from Hermione. **
Hermione scowled when she heard this, she then looked at Harry once more.
**I wonder what my life would be like if I never knew about the Wizarding World. What if I never knew Hermione or Ron, or Dumbledore? I'd still be living with the Dursleys.** Hermione then saw Harry shudder when he thought this.
'What's he doing thinking about things like that? I wonder what he's thought about all these other times.' Hermione thought to herself. She then looked at her other fellow classmates, her eyes landed on Goyle, who was staring into space with a dumb look on his face.
**I wonder, why are there are so many numbers? They just go on and on and on and on and on and on and on..** Hermione looked away when she realized he wouldn't stop anytime soon. But then she nearly laughed out loud when she heard what else he said.
**Let's see if I can count how many numbers there are. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7..**
Hermione just snorted at his stupidity.
When it was time to go, Hermione put her robes back on and gathered her things and walked off with Harry and Ron. Right now they were talking, so they really weren't thinking to themselves. Only when the other was talking, they thought to themselves.
"Can you believe the Chudley Cannons lost to Puddlemere United?" (A/N: Is that how you spell that Quidditch team?)
"Well, at least they only lost by thirty points." Harry pointed out, this did not cheer Ron up. But Hermione heard something else in Harry's mind.
**When will Ron admit that the Cannons suck now that they got rid of their star player?**
Hermione just shook her head and grinned. When they arrived at the Great Hall, Hermione began to panic.
'What am I going to do? I'm going to hear all these voices in my head! It's going to drive me crazy!' She yelled at herself. But she was shocked to find out that she didn't hear a whole bunch of voices.
'Oh! I get it! Whenever I look at someone and concentrate on them, I hear their thoughts. But if I just glance at them and not concentrate, I won't hear anything.' She thought with relief as she sat down at the Gryffindor table.
She then looked around and her gaze landed on Lavender Brown.
**I wonder if I should try that new make - up Parvati suggested? Well, what does she know? She may be my best friend but I am SO much better looking.**
Hermione just shook her head and looked at Parvati.
**Lavender probably thinks she's too good for my advice, well, she can take her thoughts and shove them up her.**
Hermione looked away and chuckled and the two girls' animosity towards each other, she had noticed that they argued a lot more now then they had in their earlier years here at Hogwarts.
Hermione began eating her lunch, trying not to look at anyone else. But again her curiosity got the best of her, this time though; she looked up at the Head Table. Her eyes rested on McGonagall.
**Who does Severus think he is? Letting his little stuck up Slytherins get away with everything and punish my Gryffindors? Oh, I'll get him back; I'll get him back good. **
Hermione's eyes widened in shock at her favorite Professor's comments about the Slytherins. But decided she must have good reasons. She then looked at Snape, but when she tried to read his mind, she got nothing.
'That's odd.' She thought, but then it struck her. Occlumency. He was after all a master at it, so he was able to prevent his thoughts from being read. But then, as thought he sensed her prodding into his mind, his eyes lifted from his plate and landed right on her. He narrowed his eyes at her and she quickly looked away.
'Could he have possibly known it was me?' She thought with panic, she hadn't even had this ability for one day and she was already in fear that she was caught.
She began to play it off, like nothing happened and tried to start a conversation with Harry. But regretted it when the first thing that popped out of her mouth was..
"So, how do you think you'll do in the next Quidditch game?"
After having both him and Ron babble on and on about what they think, she looked back up at the Head Table and saw that Snape was talking to Flitwick. She breathed in a sigh a relief, if he knew, he wasn't showing it.
When lunch was over she was walking the halls to go to her next class when she heard someone call her name.
"Hermione, wait up!" She turned to find Harry running after her, when he got close he stopped and bent over with his hands resting on his knees, panting for breath.
"Y - You forgot your Arithmancy book." He said as he handed it over to her. She smiled greatly, but not without hacking into his brain.
**Dang, how do you walk so fast?**
She giggled, "It's a habit." She said before she could stop herself.
"It's a habit to forget your Arithmancy book?" Harry asked, confused by Hermione's behavior.
Hermione turned red from her mistake, "Um..yes actually, lately it has been a habit. I'll read it, set it down for a minute, and then take off without it. Thank you for returning it to me." She said as she began to turn and walk away.
"Wait!" Harry called out, Hermione again turned around.
"Harry, I'm going to be late for my next class. What is it?" She asked. Harry blushed.
"Er..it's nothing, just go. Sorry to keep you behind!" He said as he began to walk off. But Hermione was still able to make out what he said in his mind.
**Just wanted to know if you'd mind going to Hogsmead with me this weekend. Just us, alone. Our very first date.** Hermione's eyes widened in shock when she heard this. But she didn't want Harry walking off feeling put out or depressed, so she did what she thought was right.
"Harry, wait! There is something I need to ask you." She said, no longer caring if she was late for her class. Right now her best friend's feelings were more important.
"What is it?" Harry asked, Hermione could see the hope in his emerald eyes.
"Would you mind if you came to Hogsmead with me this weekend? Um..just you? You know, so we can talk and stuff, I mean it would be like a date but if you don't want to then I understand." Hermione rambled on, feeling the heat rise on her face. Harry just grinned.
"Yes Hermione, I'd love too." He said, Hermione grinned back as she once again watched Harry walk off. Only this time he was happier. She grin widened when she heard a loud "YES!" echo in his brain.
Only when she sat down in her class and began taking notes did she realize that she had asked one of her best friend's out on a date. And what was worse, was that her best friend was going to ask her first.
'Does that mean he likes me?' Hermione asked herself, thus, this began a little argument in her head.
'Well, if he was going to ask you out on a date that obviously means that he likes you.'
'Yes, but maybe he only wants to meet to discuss homework or some essay he's having trouble on.'
'If that were the case, why didn't he ask you about that in the Great Hall during breakfast or lunch? Face it, your best friend has a crush on you and you have no idea what to do about it.'
'The question is, do I like him?'
'Of course you don't, not like that. He's your best friend for Merlin's sake! Liking him will only make things uncomfortable. And what about Ron? How would he handle his two best friends dating each other?'
'HEY! Who said anything about dating? I was just concerned about this one date and whether or not my best friend likes me more then a friend!' Hermione yelled at herself. Right now, dwelling in her thoughts was not helping.
'Well, just be glad you know Harry enough that he won't try anything stupid.' Hermione sighed and agreed with herself. Harry was not the type to rush things or make things too uncomfortable. Though she did know that he didn't have much patience.
Then she sighed in annoyance with herself when she realized she had wasted all of her class time thinking to herself about her current situation with Harry. She hadn't even been able to write one sentence of notes when she had started to worry herself about Harry.
"What have I gotten myself into?" She mumbled, burying her face in her hands.
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Thank you to all those people who have reviewed my story! Your comments really encouraged me to get going on the second chapter, and I'm going to try to work on the third chapter A.S.A.P! I would also like to thank Evening - Star for pointing out to me that Hermione wouldn't be able to read Snape's mind because of Occlumency. Thank you again!