Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. -sob- I wish.
Hermione almost gagged. God! He was trying to impress her! She followed the two towards the Great Hall, her eyes on the girl the whole time. She was sort of pretty; Hermione had to admit. The girl had clear blue eyes, and long, straight, pearly blonde hair.
Hermione "accidentally" stepped on the back of the girl's shoes while they were walking a bunch of times, only to have her turn and stare at Hermione strangely. Hermione snickered.
Soon they reached the dining hall, and took their seats. Harry sat with the strange girl, and Hermione sat all by herself on the other side. Shortly, she was joined by Ron, who stopped dead when he saw Harry and the girl, then Hermione all by herself. He sat down and gave Hermione a worried look. Hermione shrugged.
"Hey Ron." Harry stated, scooping some eggs onto the girl's plate. "That enough?" He asked her. She giggled and nodded. Hermione felt she was going to be sick. This was disgusting.
"Hey Harry. I see you brought a friend." Ron said, elbowing Hermione in the ribs. Hermione pouted and stomped on Ron's foot under the table. Ron gave a silent intake of air. "Ouch."
Harry nodded, and gave a happy glance at the girl. "Her name is Natalie. I met her at Quidditch. She's one of HufflePuff's beaters, you know." He smiled at Natalie and placed a piece of bacon lovingly on her plate. Hermione pouted, and took a glimpse of her own plate. It was pretty much clean. Ron took notice, and started piling chunks of bacon, eggs, and biscuits on it. Hermione stared at her plate.
"That's enough, Ron. Thanks." Hermione stated, when she noticed that he had recently placed six biscuits on it. She sighed, and looked up at Natalie, who was rubbing Harry's leg under the table. Hermione felt tears sting at her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away.
"I have to go. I forgot, I have like, a HUGE assignment in Arithmacy that I must take care of." She pushed her chair away, and got up, practically running, and knocked down a few students.
Once she got outside, she collapsed in the wet grass, which was sprinkled with morning dew. She let it all out. Her tears came forth like a rushing stream, and she buried her face in her hands.
"Herms, are you okay?" A voice asked suddenly. Hermione let out a cry of surprise, and looked up to see Ron standing there, a piece of toast in his hand.
"Ron! Why did you follow me?" She asked, sitting up. Ron walked over and sat down beside her. He offered her the toast.
"Hermione, I just want to know what has gotten into you. Why, what..why are you crying?" He asked, just now realizing that her cheeks were stained with tears. Hermione wiped them away furiously, and took the toast, reluctantly taking a small bite.
"Ron, I can't tell you." She glanced at him, and saw that he was staring longingly at the piece of toast. She shrugged. "You can have it. I'm not that hungry." She handed it back over. Ron happily began to munch on it. "So." Hermione started. "Harry really likes that, that, Natalie girl."
"Mmhhmm." Ron said, taking another bite.
"I mean, why would he though? She is kind of fat, I think. And she is so giggly! I think she is a little too bubbly, you know? I mean why"-
"You like Harry, don't you?" Ron asked suddenly, cutting Hermione off. She stared at him, not believing her ears.
"No." She lied, looking away. Ron grabbed her hand. This too, surprised Hermione. This was not how Ron normally acted.
"I know you do. You can't hide it, Herms. It's so obvious when you are with him. That look on your face, like-" He made a crossed eyes face with his tongue sticking out. Hermione punched him playfully on the arm. She pouted.
"I do not do like that!" She insisted. Ron laughed.
Hermione almost gagged. God! He was trying to impress her! She followed the two towards the Great Hall, her eyes on the girl the whole time. She was sort of pretty; Hermione had to admit. The girl had clear blue eyes, and long, straight, pearly blonde hair.
Hermione "accidentally" stepped on the back of the girl's shoes while they were walking a bunch of times, only to have her turn and stare at Hermione strangely. Hermione snickered.
Soon they reached the dining hall, and took their seats. Harry sat with the strange girl, and Hermione sat all by herself on the other side. Shortly, she was joined by Ron, who stopped dead when he saw Harry and the girl, then Hermione all by herself. He sat down and gave Hermione a worried look. Hermione shrugged.
"Hey Ron." Harry stated, scooping some eggs onto the girl's plate. "That enough?" He asked her. She giggled and nodded. Hermione felt she was going to be sick. This was disgusting.
"Hey Harry. I see you brought a friend." Ron said, elbowing Hermione in the ribs. Hermione pouted and stomped on Ron's foot under the table. Ron gave a silent intake of air. "Ouch."
Harry nodded, and gave a happy glance at the girl. "Her name is Natalie. I met her at Quidditch. She's one of HufflePuff's beaters, you know." He smiled at Natalie and placed a piece of bacon lovingly on her plate. Hermione pouted, and took a glimpse of her own plate. It was pretty much clean. Ron took notice, and started piling chunks of bacon, eggs, and biscuits on it. Hermione stared at her plate.
"That's enough, Ron. Thanks." Hermione stated, when she noticed that he had recently placed six biscuits on it. She sighed, and looked up at Natalie, who was rubbing Harry's leg under the table. Hermione felt tears sting at her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away.
"I have to go. I forgot, I have like, a HUGE assignment in Arithmacy that I must take care of." She pushed her chair away, and got up, practically running, and knocked down a few students.
Once she got outside, she collapsed in the wet grass, which was sprinkled with morning dew. She let it all out. Her tears came forth like a rushing stream, and she buried her face in her hands.
"Herms, are you okay?" A voice asked suddenly. Hermione let out a cry of surprise, and looked up to see Ron standing there, a piece of toast in his hand.
"Ron! Why did you follow me?" She asked, sitting up. Ron walked over and sat down beside her. He offered her the toast.
"Hermione, I just want to know what has gotten into you. Why, what..why are you crying?" He asked, just now realizing that her cheeks were stained with tears. Hermione wiped them away furiously, and took the toast, reluctantly taking a small bite.
"Ron, I can't tell you." She glanced at him, and saw that he was staring longingly at the piece of toast. She shrugged. "You can have it. I'm not that hungry." She handed it back over. Ron happily began to munch on it. "So." Hermione started. "Harry really likes that, that, Natalie girl."
"Mmhhmm." Ron said, taking another bite.
"I mean, why would he though? She is kind of fat, I think. And she is so giggly! I think she is a little too bubbly, you know? I mean why"-
"You like Harry, don't you?" Ron asked suddenly, cutting Hermione off. She stared at him, not believing her ears.
"No." She lied, looking away. Ron grabbed her hand. This too, surprised Hermione. This was not how Ron normally acted.
"I know you do. You can't hide it, Herms. It's so obvious when you are with him. That look on your face, like-" He made a crossed eyes face with his tongue sticking out. Hermione punched him playfully on the arm. She pouted.
"I do not do like that!" She insisted. Ron laughed.