Chapter Four – The Date
A/N: I'm soooooo sorry everyone! I know most of you think I probably abandoned the story because it's taken so long for me to update. I just want to apologize!!! I thank all of you who have been reviewing and have been waiting patiently! Again I apologize!
". . ." – People talking
Italics – Hermione's thoughts
Bold Italics – Other's thoughts
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Hermione woke up Saturday morning with a pleasant feeling; she smiled, yawned, and stretched. While she got up from bed, she recalled the events from yesterday.
I'm going on a date with Harry today! She thought with excitement, she had brightened up after her conversation with Harry yesterday and was now greatly looking forward to her date with the Boy – Who – Lived.
Of all the witches in Hogwarts, why did he choose me? Hermione frowned, she had always felt insecure when it came to dating, and not many boys approached her. Some had said that she was to intimidating, others said they weren't sure Ron or Harry would improve.
It's as if they think Ron and Harry my over – protective brothers, well, I guess they are. Well, not Harry since I'm currently going out with him. She thought with a giggle, she walked into her bathroom, stripped off her pajamas and jumped in the shower.
After she was finished with her shower she brushed her teeth and applied a drying charm to herself. She sighed when her usually silky brown hair frizzed up. She muttered a quick charm she had discovered earlier in the school year and her hair fell into luscious light curls that ended to the middle of her back.
She stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to her wardrobe, grabbing a light beige tank top and a pair of blue jeans. She put on her clothes and looked in the mirror, her beige tank top was tight but still conservative, and her jeans hugged her curves but still made her look classy and sophisticated. She grabbed her school robes and threw them on.
With one more glance in the mirror she took off towards the Great Hall, usually she would meet Ron and Harry in the Gryffindor Common Room, but today she had to attend to the halls as part of her prefect duties. She grabbed a book she had been reading and took off.
While walking she decided to read her book since no one was in the hall yet, she didn't see the tall figure in black walking towards her, both obviously were not paying attention when – WHAM! Hermione was sent hurling to the floor.
"Miss. Granger!" Hermione flinched when she heard the voice of her Potions Master. She sighed and stood up, looking her Professor in the eye.
What I wouldn't give to know what he was thinking. She thought, and gasped inwardly when Snape's eyebrow rose, she started to get nervous. But she'd be damned if she'd show her nervousness in front of him.
I swear it's as if he knows I'm trying to prod into his mind!
But she was brought out of her thoughts when Snape started to talk.
"Miss. Granger," he drawled, "it would do you good to keep your mind on your surroundings. We wouldn't want our prized student in the Hospital Wing because she was too careless to pay attention as to where she was walking." He said, not bothering to hide his sarcasm.
He took off down the hall, Hermione snarled when his back was to her.
Obviously you weren't keeping your mind on things either, if you didn't notice you bumped into me and knocked me to the floor!
"Oh and Miss. Granger?" Snape said, Hermione stiffened up and slowly turned around to face him, she could see him smirk.
"Yes sir?" She said through gritted teeth.
"Ten points from Gryffindor for your carelessness." He smirked evilly and took off on his way. Hermione stood there, livid.
Leave it to him to ruin my morning! The bastard! Hermione was usually never the one to curse a teacher, usually she left that to Ron, but she had been in such a good mood and Snape had ruined it like that. He made it seem like it was all her fault.
And I hate it that he seems to be the only one whose thoughts I can't read! She huffed and took off towards the great hall. She slowed down when she saw Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy in one of the corridors; she couldn't tell what they were talking about. She quietly walked into a doorway about twenty feet away from them, making sure they didn't see her.
"Okay," she heard Draco say, "lets go over the plan again."
"Okay, we'll walk into the Great Hall and sit at the Slytherin table for breakfast as usual, then after a while you'll get up and walk over to the Gryffindor table to Pothead, Weasel, and that Mudblood," Hermione refrained from jumping out and hexing Pansy into next year, "as you're talking to them I'll walk up behind Granger and put a charm on her." Pansy smirked, but it didn't look like a smirk on her pug like face, more like she was grimacing.
"Why can't you do it from the Slytherin table?" Draco asked.
"Because you need to be at least five feet from the person you're casting the charm on." Pansy said, Hermione was about to jump out and yell at them, but an idea popped into her head.
"What will the charm do?" Draco asked with curiosity, Hermione listened intently.
Pansy giggled, "Oh, it will make a beaver tail emerge from her robes, she'll have to walk around like that all day because there is no counter curse, and it will wear off in twenty – four hours. I think it will be hilarious to watch that beaver like Mudblood walk around with a beaver tail!" her and Draco laughed as if it were the funniest thing in the world. Hermione smirked,
Oh we'll see just how your clever little plan will work you pug – faced hag!
"Draco?" Pansy crooned, and Draco froze when he heard the tone of her voice, "would you mind giving me a kiss? I did after all come up with this plan!" Hermione had to contain her gag, but she had to stop herself from laughing when she heard Draco's thoughts.
UGH! I'd rather snog McGonagall!
"Um . . ." Draco stuttered, "m – maybe later." He said, while trying not to scrunch up his face in disgust. Hermione grinned and took off towards the Great Hall, eager to tell Ron and Harry of what was to soon take place.
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Hermione, Harry and Ron all sat eating their breakfast, she told them what she had heard Pansy and Draco talk about and they asked her what she wanted them to do.
"Just watch…" Hermione had said. She had made sure her back was facing the Slytherin table, making it easier for Pansy.
When the time came, Draco walked up to the trio with a smug grin on his face. Hermione nodded at Harry and Ron to do what they would usually do.
"What do you want ferret boy?" Harry sighed, Draco narrowed his eyes.
"Nothing, can't I visit my favorite Gryffindors?"
"Malfoy," Ron began, "sod off!"
While all this was taking place, Hermione looked out of the corner of her eye to see Pansy sneaking up behind her, when she was right behind her Hermione waited until she saw Pansy raise her wand and mutter a few words when she raised her goblet of pumpkin juice and threw it behind her.
When she heard Pansy's pig like squeal, she grinned.
"GRANGER!" Pansy shrieked, Hermione feigned surprise and turned around to see Pansy's face drenched in the pumpkin juice, Hermione grin when she saw Pansy freak out even more when she couldn't get the juice off. She had put a charm on the juice that would make it stick to whatever it hit and it wouldn't wear off until another couple hours.
"What did you do to me?!" Pansy shrieked.
"What are you talking about Parkinson?" Hermione asked while crossing her arms. Pansy just growled,
"Why you stupid Mudblood!" Hermione just shook her head.
"Is 'Mudblood' the best you got? You'd think after a few years you'd come up with something a bit cleverer, or is it true that your brain is the size of a peanut?" Hermione smirked when she saw Pansy's face turn red
"WHY YOU –."
"Miss. Parkinson! May I ask what all this is about?" McGonagall's voice sounded.
"Yes! I was walking along minding my own business when Granger here threw her pumpkin juice all over me! And now I can't get it off!" Pansy said. McGonagall turned towards Hermione with a questioning gaze.
"Is this true Miss. Granger?"
"Of course not Professor! I was sitting here eating my breakfast when I picked up my goblet of pumpkin juice and it flew from my hands and it hit Parkinson, I did nothing!" Hermione said, Ron and Harry nodded.
"Then why is the pumpkin juice not coming off?" McGonagall asked.
"I can answer that!" Harry said, "When Malfoy came over I saw Parkinson sneak up on Hermione and mutter some sort of spell, then the goblet flew from Hermione's hands and spilled onto Parkinson. My only guess is that she was trying to jinx Hermione but she missed and she got the goblet instead." Hermione inwardly grinned at Harry.
"Is this true Miss. Parkinson?" McGonagall had now turned towards Pansy with the questioning gaze.
"NO!" Pansy screamed, causing McGonagall to jump.
"Miss. Parkinson! There is absolutely no reason for you to raise your voice at me! Five points from Slytherin for disrespecting your Professor, now return to your seat at the Slytherin table!" McGonagall cried. Pansy gave one last hateful glare towards Hermione, who smiled sweetly and returned to the Slytherin table. Draco followed, shortly after, McGonagall left.
"That was brilliant!" Ron said with a huge grin on his face, "Did you see the look on Malfoy's face? He looked so clueless!"
Hermione grinned and looked over at Harry,
Oh man! She's looking at me! Did I brush my teeth this morning? What if there's something on my face? What if there's a booger hanging from my nose? Hermione snorted when she saw Harry casually bring his hand up to his nose and rub it.
"So, did you two figure out what you were going to do for your date?" Ron asked casually as he spread jam on his toast.
"Yes we did." Hermione looked at Harry with shock; yesterday he was too shy to talk about it, now he's confident, Hermione just shrugged her shoulders.
"What do you plan on doing?"
"Ron, it's our date, don't worry about it." Harry said.
Ron just rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, jeez, don't get all pushy about it."
"RON, HARRY!" a voice yelled, all three turned to see Ginny Weasley running towards them, the look on her face told them that she was annoyed.
"What?" Ron asked.
"I can't believe you two! Especially you Harry! We're supposed to be meeting with the Quidditch team! Harry, you're the captain, how could you of forgotten?"
"Bloody hell!" Ron cursed as he shoved the toast in his mouth and took off. He had decided to stay as Keeper on the Gryffindor Quidditch team while Ginny tried out for Chaser, Harry was back on the Quidditch team and was now the captain and Seeker.
"Um . . . hopefully I'll see you in class?" Harry said, Hermione could see him trying not to blush.
"Yes -." she was cut off by the Hufflepuff prefect Ernie Macmillan running up to her and putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Hermione," he said in between breaths, "there's some trouble in the Entrance Hall with some third year Ravenclaws and Slytherins, and I need your help." Hermione nodded and turned to Harry to see him glaring at Ernie.
Why in the hell does he have to be that close to her, and WHY is he touching her? Stupid Hufflepuff, I should make him go p –
"Well, I'll see you later Harry! Will you meet me at the Entrance Hall for our date later on today?" Hermione asked, trying to hide her shock of seeing how jealous he was. Hermione got up and it didn't help that Ernie was now holding onto her arm. She looked at Harry once more.
Why that little f –
"So," Ernie interrupted Hermione's connection with Harry's thoughts, "I saw what happened between you, Malfoy, and that Parkinson girl. Very clever." Hermione turned from watching Harry to smile at Ernie.
"Thanks, now let's go see what the problem is." She said, but not without taking a little peak in Ernie's thoughts.
And from the looks of it, Potter seemed as though he wanted to rip my head off and shove it up my ass. Hermione refrained from giggling.
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Hermione smoothed down her hair as she sat at the table with Harry, who was just grinning stupidly.
I can't believe I'm actually on a date with her! This seems too good to be true!
Hermione blushed and had to look down so Harry wouldn't see it. Also, she couldn't help but notice that he looked extremely handsome. His hair was still as messy as ever, he still wore his glasses over his piercing green eyes. He looked extremely good with his buttoned up green shirt and beige pants.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Harry's voice,
"So, you want a butterbeer?"
"Sure."
They gave their orders to Madam Rosmerta and then started a normal conversation, first about how they were doing in class, to how Harry was doing in Quidditch, to Hermione's perfect grades. Then somehow the conversation took a totally different turn.
"Hermione, I'm scared."
Hermione slowly put down her butterbeer and gave Harry a quizzical look.
"Scared about what, Harry?"
"I'm scared about the war; I know that everyone expects me to be the – one – who – will – defeat – Voldemort but what if I can't? I'm scared to death that I'm going to lose someone else that I love. I'm scared that you or Ron, or anyone else who I'm close to will be killed because of me. And I couldn't bear the thought. I've already lost Sirius, and I know you and Ron constantly tell me that it's not my fault that he died, and I try to believe it, but…but how do I know that it won't happen again? How will I know Hermione?"
Hermione just looked at him with shock, her mouth slightly open. This was the most that she had heard Harry talk about Sirius since he had died. And even when he did talk about him, he would continually say it was his entire fault.
After realizing how ridiculous she must have looked she immediately straightened up and closed her mouth and looked at him calmly.
Harry! You idiot! Why couldn't you keep your mouth shut? Now you've gone and scared her! Next she'll be thinking that I want to commit suicide.
"You better not!" She snapped, Harry just looked at her confused. She blushed and apologized.
"Sorry, what I meant is that you better not go and start thinking these things. Yes I know that it's kind of stupid not to, especially with the rise of Voldemort, but Harry you have got to understand, Ron and I love you with all our hearts. Even though you think that all the blame will be put solely on your shoulders if, and I say if, either Ron or I are harmed or even killed in this war, you have to also understand that we will follow you no matter where you go or what you tell us. Our loyalty to you is strong Harry, and you should be thankful for that. It is not your fault that Sirius died, it's Bellatrix Lestranges'. Yes, I know you'll say that it was you who lead everyone into the trap, but it was bound to happen Harry. Voldemort would try any dirty trick just to get you to come to him. Do you understand?"
Now it was Harry's turn to look at her with shock. Then a small grin came across his lips.
"Yes, I think I do." I think I understand a lot now.
What does he mean by that? Hermione thought.
"Harry, Hermione!" They turned to see a grinning Ron waving and then walking towards them, followed closely by Luna Lovegood, who still had that airy look about her.
"Hello Ron." Harry growled, Hermione just giggled.
"Hello Ron, hi Luna. Has your evening been pleasant?" Hermione grinned when Harry gave her a mock glare.
"It's been wonderful!" Luna said dramatically, "We went everywhere! And he's been the perfect gentleman the whole time! I was worried too because all of my fellow Ravenclaws were telling me that he was somewhat of a…oh how do I say this?...a player?" Ron immediately blushed and grabbed Luna's hand.
"Well, we just wanted to say hi! We'll be going now! Bye!" Ron said as he dragged a giggling Luna behind him. Hermione and Harry laughed, finally after about another hour they decided it was time to head back to Hogwarts, Harry stood and took hold of Hermione's hand and clasped it tightly peoples' minds.
Oh man! Dana's going to be so pissed when she finds out that her boyfriend has been here with Emily! I can't wait to see this!
Is that Harry Potter? Who's that girl? Wait! That's that Granger girl! But wasn't she dating that Viktor Krum? Hermione growled at this, but kept looking around at other people.
Oh man, I am so drunk…
It wasn't until she was walking out that she heard an eerily familiar voice coming from a cloaked man in the corner.
Wait until Master finds out about this…it seems Potter has a little girlfriend.
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Whew! I think that chapter was longer then the others. Again, I want to thank all of you who have been reviewing and I hope to put up chapter five within time! Thanks again!
Phoenix – Wings