A/N…apparently I have a lot of fans, everyone has been begging for more…so here it is!
Disclaimer: *sry had to take this* if its worth suing…its worth reviewing! ***** The next day Hermione woke up early, she looked out the window of her room, the first day of school. She heard a knock at the door. Knowing it was probably Draco she covered herself in her blankets and called for him to come in.
"Hermione, I'm sorry. I let my heart get the best of me."
"What are you talking about Draco?"
"I shouldn't have kissed you. I was moving way too fast, its just like, I couldn't control myself."
Hermione looked at him incredulously, was Draco Malfoy actually apologizing to her? This was amazing.
"Draco, sometimes you just have to let your heart be your guide, you know?" She couldn't believe that she was doing this, she was giving a love talk to the cold hearted Draco Malfoy, or maybe he wasn't so cold hearted after all.
"Yeah, I guess. But Hermione, we really can't let people know that we are…getting along so well, it would make me look bad." He smirked at this.
"Git!" She laughed, shoving him lightly.
"Seriously, I don't think that Weasly would take it too well Hermione, and I really don't want two black eyes and a bloody nose, even thought I could hex him to last year and back if I wanted to."
Hermione thought about this for a second, "Yeah, I guess you're right, he would try to beat you to a pulp if he could. Go back to calling me a…Mudblood…and I'll keep calling you a prat."
"I'll stop the Mudblood, I'm sorry about all that, but your right, we need to go back to 'hating' each other." He laughed. "How about I'll still scowl and laugh when Potter or Weasly screws up their potions in Snape's class. I always enjoyed doing that."
Hermione wasn't really paying attention, she was looking at her class schedule, her first class on a Monday morning was double Potions, oh could life get any better? She sighed and looked at Malfoy, "Yes, yes, whatever, but we both have to get going…Snape will kill us if we are late on the first day!"
She grabbed her bag and ran off to the dungeons, a slow Malfoy in tow. They arrived in Snape's classroom just before the bell. The greasy haired Potions teacher looked a little put out when they arrived together and on time, he couldn't possibly yell at his favorite student so he just rolled his eyes and went on with teaching.
"Now, I would like you all to get out your quills and write an essay on the uses of Newt Eyes in potions, 20 inches! I expect this by the end of class, next class we will be using Newt Eyes in a potion so I expect you to know exactly what they are used for. What are you all staring at? Get to work!" He barked and everyone ruffled through their bags and pulled out their parchment and quills and began to write.
Malfoy tried to throw as many scowls in the direction of Hermione and her famous duo of friends but noticed that however many times he tried he got a feeling in his stomach that he had never felt before. It was strange, like all the blood was rushing to his stomach, but it was a good feeling.
Hermione on the other hand hadn't even noticed that Malfoy was scowling at her, she was too occupied with that essay to care about anything, including Ron's mumblings.
"5 points from Gryffindor Mr. Weasly, now be quiet!" Snape bellowed.
Ron shut up and Hermione heard the unmistakable laughter of Draco, she turned to see him laughing and elbowing Crabbe and pointing at Ron. She just rolled her eyes and turned around.
*****
At lunch time Madam Hooch came up to Harry and dragged him off.
"Wonder what that was all about?" Ron inquired.
"No idea." Hermione didn't look up, she was reading her new book, she was almost finished with it.
Harry came back a few minutes later with a grin from ear to ear.
"What did Hooch want Harry?" Ron asked, curious to know why his friend was smiling so big.
"Well, since Angelina graduated last year…I'm team captain!" He beamed.
"Really Harry! Oh bloody hell, this is great! No more being trained to death and back!" Ron grinned.
"I have to train you guys well though! So try outs are at the end of the week, and our first game is in 3 weeks, against Slytherin." His expression turned serious.
"Okay mate, I promise to be the best Keeper that the Gryffindor team has ever seen!" Ron smiled.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I need to go back to the common room to get ready for the next class. Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid!" Hermione laughed.
*****
The try outs that Friday went as well as Harry had hoped. The team was now, Ron as the Keeper, Harry as the Seeker, Ginny, and two other 6th years named Mallory and Tyler were the Chasers, and two of the bigger 5th years named Patrick and Kevin were the Beaters. It was a fairly good team. Their first practice proved Harry's thoughts, they were going to beat Slytherin that year, and they would win the Quidditch cup, they were the best team at the school.
"Great job team, you really are all I could ever ask for! Wood would be proud! Now, on Saturday, I want you all to play exactly like you did today! We have to beat Slytherin, I want to see the look on Malfoy's face. Now get a good rest and I'll see you here Saturday morning at 8!" Harry beamed at his team and watched them leave.
"Harry, I thought Angelina was bad! Your trying to kill us!" A slightly out of breath Ron laughed.
"I just want to beat Malfoy, he's never won a game against me." Harry said.
"So how are things with Hermione? You getting any closer to her?"
"Not really mate, she's kind of distant towards me." Ron looked at the grassy ground.
"Don't worry, everything will turn out okay in the end, but don't let it get to you, we have to win this match!" Harry laughed.
*****
The match came too fast for Hermione, nothing had really happened between her and Draco besides a few glances here and there. Everything was going great for her, until the match.
Everyone was in the stands, masses of maroon and green was all the eye could see. Everyone watched attentively as Madam Hooch let the balls out of the box and started the game. The new announcer was Rebecca McLeese, a loud Hufflepuff with a passion for shouting.
"And Madam Hooch lets the balls out and the game begins!"
The game went quite fast, but Harry nor Draco could seem to catch the snitch. By the time they did, it was 120-110 Gryffindor. Harry had spotted the snitch flying above Ron's head and gone after it, Malfoy had seen it and done the same.
Ron was watching the Quaffle and not Harry and Draco, so he didn't see them coming in time to move out of the way. Harry dived as the snitch went toward the ground but Draco's reflexes were not that good and he smashed head on to Ron. The roar of the crowd drowned out the sickening crunch as the two boys collided and fell to the ground.
"Oh!" Screamed Hermione, rushing down onto the field. By then Harry had come over to the pile of Ron and Draco, who were both unconscious. The crowd had by then stopped screaming and was watching the ground below.
"Everyone out of the way!" Yelled Madam Hooch while pushing her way through the crowd that had gathered around Ron and Draco.
They were both levitated to the hospital wing where Madam Pomfrey was beside herself. Everyone was shooed out of the room and Hermione went back to her room and sat by the fire.
The two boys who liked her were now laying unconscious in the hospital wing, and she had no one to talk to. Everything was going downhill from where it had begun. She was confused on who she should blame, and who she should comfort. She knew that if she went to Draco, Ron and Harry would catch on, but if she went to Ron then Draco wouldn't like her any more. Oh the difficulties of adolescence.
*****
A/N…oh poo…they are both unconscious…who will she run to to comfort? Tune in next time dear friends to find out! Because these are the days of our lives. No j/k but please review and maybe ill be nice and write another chapter for ya!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie
Disclaimer: *sry had to take this* if its worth suing…its worth reviewing! ***** The next day Hermione woke up early, she looked out the window of her room, the first day of school. She heard a knock at the door. Knowing it was probably Draco she covered herself in her blankets and called for him to come in.
"Hermione, I'm sorry. I let my heart get the best of me."
"What are you talking about Draco?"
"I shouldn't have kissed you. I was moving way too fast, its just like, I couldn't control myself."
Hermione looked at him incredulously, was Draco Malfoy actually apologizing to her? This was amazing.
"Draco, sometimes you just have to let your heart be your guide, you know?" She couldn't believe that she was doing this, she was giving a love talk to the cold hearted Draco Malfoy, or maybe he wasn't so cold hearted after all.
"Yeah, I guess. But Hermione, we really can't let people know that we are…getting along so well, it would make me look bad." He smirked at this.
"Git!" She laughed, shoving him lightly.
"Seriously, I don't think that Weasly would take it too well Hermione, and I really don't want two black eyes and a bloody nose, even thought I could hex him to last year and back if I wanted to."
Hermione thought about this for a second, "Yeah, I guess you're right, he would try to beat you to a pulp if he could. Go back to calling me a…Mudblood…and I'll keep calling you a prat."
"I'll stop the Mudblood, I'm sorry about all that, but your right, we need to go back to 'hating' each other." He laughed. "How about I'll still scowl and laugh when Potter or Weasly screws up their potions in Snape's class. I always enjoyed doing that."
Hermione wasn't really paying attention, she was looking at her class schedule, her first class on a Monday morning was double Potions, oh could life get any better? She sighed and looked at Malfoy, "Yes, yes, whatever, but we both have to get going…Snape will kill us if we are late on the first day!"
She grabbed her bag and ran off to the dungeons, a slow Malfoy in tow. They arrived in Snape's classroom just before the bell. The greasy haired Potions teacher looked a little put out when they arrived together and on time, he couldn't possibly yell at his favorite student so he just rolled his eyes and went on with teaching.
"Now, I would like you all to get out your quills and write an essay on the uses of Newt Eyes in potions, 20 inches! I expect this by the end of class, next class we will be using Newt Eyes in a potion so I expect you to know exactly what they are used for. What are you all staring at? Get to work!" He barked and everyone ruffled through their bags and pulled out their parchment and quills and began to write.
Malfoy tried to throw as many scowls in the direction of Hermione and her famous duo of friends but noticed that however many times he tried he got a feeling in his stomach that he had never felt before. It was strange, like all the blood was rushing to his stomach, but it was a good feeling.
Hermione on the other hand hadn't even noticed that Malfoy was scowling at her, she was too occupied with that essay to care about anything, including Ron's mumblings.
"5 points from Gryffindor Mr. Weasly, now be quiet!" Snape bellowed.
Ron shut up and Hermione heard the unmistakable laughter of Draco, she turned to see him laughing and elbowing Crabbe and pointing at Ron. She just rolled her eyes and turned around.
*****
At lunch time Madam Hooch came up to Harry and dragged him off.
"Wonder what that was all about?" Ron inquired.
"No idea." Hermione didn't look up, she was reading her new book, she was almost finished with it.
Harry came back a few minutes later with a grin from ear to ear.
"What did Hooch want Harry?" Ron asked, curious to know why his friend was smiling so big.
"Well, since Angelina graduated last year…I'm team captain!" He beamed.
"Really Harry! Oh bloody hell, this is great! No more being trained to death and back!" Ron grinned.
"I have to train you guys well though! So try outs are at the end of the week, and our first game is in 3 weeks, against Slytherin." His expression turned serious.
"Okay mate, I promise to be the best Keeper that the Gryffindor team has ever seen!" Ron smiled.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I need to go back to the common room to get ready for the next class. Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid!" Hermione laughed.
*****
The try outs that Friday went as well as Harry had hoped. The team was now, Ron as the Keeper, Harry as the Seeker, Ginny, and two other 6th years named Mallory and Tyler were the Chasers, and two of the bigger 5th years named Patrick and Kevin were the Beaters. It was a fairly good team. Their first practice proved Harry's thoughts, they were going to beat Slytherin that year, and they would win the Quidditch cup, they were the best team at the school.
"Great job team, you really are all I could ever ask for! Wood would be proud! Now, on Saturday, I want you all to play exactly like you did today! We have to beat Slytherin, I want to see the look on Malfoy's face. Now get a good rest and I'll see you here Saturday morning at 8!" Harry beamed at his team and watched them leave.
"Harry, I thought Angelina was bad! Your trying to kill us!" A slightly out of breath Ron laughed.
"I just want to beat Malfoy, he's never won a game against me." Harry said.
"So how are things with Hermione? You getting any closer to her?"
"Not really mate, she's kind of distant towards me." Ron looked at the grassy ground.
"Don't worry, everything will turn out okay in the end, but don't let it get to you, we have to win this match!" Harry laughed.
*****
The match came too fast for Hermione, nothing had really happened between her and Draco besides a few glances here and there. Everything was going great for her, until the match.
Everyone was in the stands, masses of maroon and green was all the eye could see. Everyone watched attentively as Madam Hooch let the balls out of the box and started the game. The new announcer was Rebecca McLeese, a loud Hufflepuff with a passion for shouting.
"And Madam Hooch lets the balls out and the game begins!"
The game went quite fast, but Harry nor Draco could seem to catch the snitch. By the time they did, it was 120-110 Gryffindor. Harry had spotted the snitch flying above Ron's head and gone after it, Malfoy had seen it and done the same.
Ron was watching the Quaffle and not Harry and Draco, so he didn't see them coming in time to move out of the way. Harry dived as the snitch went toward the ground but Draco's reflexes were not that good and he smashed head on to Ron. The roar of the crowd drowned out the sickening crunch as the two boys collided and fell to the ground.
"Oh!" Screamed Hermione, rushing down onto the field. By then Harry had come over to the pile of Ron and Draco, who were both unconscious. The crowd had by then stopped screaming and was watching the ground below.
"Everyone out of the way!" Yelled Madam Hooch while pushing her way through the crowd that had gathered around Ron and Draco.
They were both levitated to the hospital wing where Madam Pomfrey was beside herself. Everyone was shooed out of the room and Hermione went back to her room and sat by the fire.
The two boys who liked her were now laying unconscious in the hospital wing, and she had no one to talk to. Everything was going downhill from where it had begun. She was confused on who she should blame, and who she should comfort. She knew that if she went to Draco, Ron and Harry would catch on, but if she went to Ron then Draco wouldn't like her any more. Oh the difficulties of adolescence.
*****
A/N…oh poo…they are both unconscious…who will she run to to comfort? Tune in next time dear friends to find out! Because these are the days of our lives. No j/k but please review and maybe ill be nice and write another chapter for ya!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie