A/N : hey... dis is my first pic... pls support me, guyz!! read and
review... thanks alot... =D and here is my fourth chappie!!
Disclaimer : HP & Co. belongs to JK Rowling... other unusual characters (if there would be any) and plot, though, belong to me
Summary : So, He is in love with Her; She is in love with Him, Her 2 best friends were happy for Her... which means They are gonna be happy together, right? WRONG! Not when deep, dark secrets were unleashed without expectation...*Setting : HP's 6th Year*
Couplings : Herm/Draco, Harry/Lavender, Ron/Pavarti (and others to come)
Someday
Chapter 4 : Quills and Quilt
The students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry woke up to an early Friday morning, with different feelings for the day. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were delighted classes were going to resume that day. The Gryffindors were feeling normal, not really excited for Potions, but were happy to have Care of Magical Creatures that day. As for the Slytherins, all of them were grumpy, seeing as there was going to be lessons that day.
Hermione woke up about half an hour before breakfast. She made her way to the Prefects' bathroom and took about 15 minutes to shower and change. She packed her bag, using the timetable as a guidance (duh! what are timetables for actually?!?!?), and made her way to the Common Room to wait for Harry and Dee-Dee. Surprisingly, Harry was already there, but he was chatting with Justin Finch-Fletchley of Hufflepuff.
"Good morning Hermione," the boys said in unison.
"Good morning. Did you two have a good night of sleep?" Hermione asked politely.
"Course we did," Justin said and Harry nodded in agreement. Hermione smiled, and just at the right time, Draco walked down the stairs to the Common Room.
"Good morning!" He said cheerly. The other 3 just smiled and wished him a good morning as well. Together, they made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast, Draco and Justin separating from the Gryffindors to their respective tables. That was when Hermione and Harry joined Ron, who was with Pavarti, chatting happily. Hermione noticed they were blushing deep crimson while talking.
"Harry, do you notice something about them? Do you realize how they talk? It's like when Draco and I first talked to each other and you know, sharing our feelings for each other...?" Harry nodded, as he noticed it before Hermione did. They sat somewhere near the couple, but tried not to get too close to them, fearing that they might interrupt the rendezvous. Unfortunately,
"Hi Harry! Hey there Hermione. How was your nights?" Ron asked cheerfully as ever. Pavarti gave them a smile.
"Hi you two. We had a great night of sleep," Harry said. Hermione just smiled and out of the blue, this line came to her mind.
"We don't want to disturb you two couple, so we would excuse ourselves, alright?" Ron and Pavarti blushed more than ever, and Harry looked shocked. Even Hermione was a little bashful after saying that line.
"How did you know we are a couple now?" Harry and Hermione looked at each other and then at Pavarti.
"Erm... uh... we just guessed," Harry swallowed something like a lump in his throat and had a little smile before he dragged Hermione away from them. Hermione was speechless, though.
Finally, all the students made their way to their own classes, getting ready for a serious day of school.
*
Hermione was in the midst of a warm, boring History of Magic lesson with Ravenclaw when suddenly an owl, which she recognized as her mother's personal owl, came to the window nearest to her place with a letter (of course! what do you want the owl to have with it? Snape?!). Hermione opened the window and took the letter from Tiara, not bothering to do it slowly, afraid that Professor Binns would catch her. After all, Professor Binns NEVER notices what happens in his classes. All he knows was that he did whatever that needs to be taught and get his salary. Finish.
So Hermione slowly opened the letter and read it to herself, Harry and Ron beside her were sleeping, drooling as well, so she did not have to share the letter with them.
'Hermione dear,
Mum will make this letter short, but it's important for you. Mia dear, Nanny (as in her grandma) has left us, sweetie. She passed away this morning, and Tiara was late because earlier on I had to Owl to Ron's parents and Harry's godfather. I'm truly sorry I cannot be there for you after you read this, but I hope your Headmaster, teachers and friends, Ron and Harry especially, to console you and don't let this news affect your studies, alright? Take care.
Love, N.G. (Nadine Granger)'
Hermione felt tears falling freely from her eyes to her cheeks. Without informing Professor Binns, she grabbed her bag and dashed out of the classroom, waking Harry and Ron up. They were taken aback, but followed suit. Of course, Professor Binns NEVER notices it. But his students did. They started whispering and wondering the cause of Hermione's sudden shocking actions. As far as they knew, how boring History of Magic was, Hermione Granger never leaves a class without a valid reason.
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Harry's POV
I was in dreamworld, dreaming about me and Lavender on our wedding day, when this damn thick book was knocked onto my head. I woke up to see Hermione running out of History of Magic, and realized Ron too was woken up by her big school bag. We were surprised Hermione left the class that quick. Something must be terribly wrong.
I followed Hermione and realized she was making her way back to the Prefects Common Room. Ron had a little sad expression on his face, as he was told that only Prefects were allowed to enter that room, and any Prefects caught inviting other students in would be given punishment (that serious eh?).
So Ron bade a quick farewell and said that he would be waiting in the Gryffindor Common Room. I nodded and caught up with Hermione (she is one damn slow runner!) soon after Ron and I went separate ways. She was crying and holding tight to this small letter. I hugged her and she requested to make our way to the Common Room (prefects) before explaining everything.
And she did.
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Draco's POV
Gosh! This Herbology lesson is boring. Professor Sprout must be really desperate of topics to teach. What the heck is my owl, Mydnite, doing here?! I slowly and quietly took the letter from him and read the letter quickly, so as not to get caught by Professor Sprout.
'Draco,
Come back to Prefects Common Room now. Quick. Mia needs you.
Harry'
It was a little difficult for me to read, as Harry had really scribbled in the letter. Must be something really, really serious. I walked up to Professor Sprout and she granted me permission to leave the class, after I had lied to her about "having a sudden painful stomach ache". Well, I guess my charm really helps!
So I quickly dashed to the Common Room and found Hermione crying her eyes out on Harry, and could see that his robe, which was black, in turning into a darker shade of black. Honestly, her tears could fill a whole barrel, or more! Harry was looking uncomfortable in that position, not because he had never had to console girls, but because of his sitting position. Hermione must have been to oblivious in crying as to not notice it. I came to his rescue.
"Mia, I'm here," I spoke in my most softest voice. She looked up and hugged me tightly. Harry mouthed a quick "thanks" and handed me a letter, which was a little wet at the corners. I read it once and hugged her, giving her the comfort and warmth. Harry took her stuff and brought it to her room. He came back and sat on her left (I was sitting on her right).
"Where's Ron?" I asked, not remembering about McGonagall's rules.
"He is not allowed here, Dee-Dee dear,"Harry replied, but did not have a smile on his face, however. So I guess Harry and I will have to go and tell Ron everything later. I looked down and saw Hermione sleeping, her head resting on my shoulder. I carried her little body to her room, where I slowly laid her on her comfy bed and covered her with a red satin quilt, which my grandmother gave to me before she died a few days before I left for Hogwarts this year. I have been keeping it in my big school robe, and now I guess I have found a perfect person to own the quilt. I wiped a tear that fell from my eyes and kissed her forehead.
"Sleep tight, my angel," I whispered, using the same words my mother had whispered to me when I got to know Granny died that night.
*
Short fic I suppose, but I was realli getting worried my supporters wont support me if I update a little late... so anywayz, these are the ppl who last reviewed my story, and I hope more will come =D
Tamur107 - thanks... you can even give me some ideas to help make my story better, you know...
Crazy4Wood - though ur review is short, it is really touching... thanks so very much!
Disclaimer : HP & Co. belongs to JK Rowling... other unusual characters (if there would be any) and plot, though, belong to me
Summary : So, He is in love with Her; She is in love with Him, Her 2 best friends were happy for Her... which means They are gonna be happy together, right? WRONG! Not when deep, dark secrets were unleashed without expectation...*Setting : HP's 6th Year*
Couplings : Herm/Draco, Harry/Lavender, Ron/Pavarti (and others to come)
Someday
Chapter 4 : Quills and Quilt
The students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry woke up to an early Friday morning, with different feelings for the day. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were delighted classes were going to resume that day. The Gryffindors were feeling normal, not really excited for Potions, but were happy to have Care of Magical Creatures that day. As for the Slytherins, all of them were grumpy, seeing as there was going to be lessons that day.
Hermione woke up about half an hour before breakfast. She made her way to the Prefects' bathroom and took about 15 minutes to shower and change. She packed her bag, using the timetable as a guidance (duh! what are timetables for actually?!?!?), and made her way to the Common Room to wait for Harry and Dee-Dee. Surprisingly, Harry was already there, but he was chatting with Justin Finch-Fletchley of Hufflepuff.
"Good morning Hermione," the boys said in unison.
"Good morning. Did you two have a good night of sleep?" Hermione asked politely.
"Course we did," Justin said and Harry nodded in agreement. Hermione smiled, and just at the right time, Draco walked down the stairs to the Common Room.
"Good morning!" He said cheerly. The other 3 just smiled and wished him a good morning as well. Together, they made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast, Draco and Justin separating from the Gryffindors to their respective tables. That was when Hermione and Harry joined Ron, who was with Pavarti, chatting happily. Hermione noticed they were blushing deep crimson while talking.
"Harry, do you notice something about them? Do you realize how they talk? It's like when Draco and I first talked to each other and you know, sharing our feelings for each other...?" Harry nodded, as he noticed it before Hermione did. They sat somewhere near the couple, but tried not to get too close to them, fearing that they might interrupt the rendezvous. Unfortunately,
"Hi Harry! Hey there Hermione. How was your nights?" Ron asked cheerfully as ever. Pavarti gave them a smile.
"Hi you two. We had a great night of sleep," Harry said. Hermione just smiled and out of the blue, this line came to her mind.
"We don't want to disturb you two couple, so we would excuse ourselves, alright?" Ron and Pavarti blushed more than ever, and Harry looked shocked. Even Hermione was a little bashful after saying that line.
"How did you know we are a couple now?" Harry and Hermione looked at each other and then at Pavarti.
"Erm... uh... we just guessed," Harry swallowed something like a lump in his throat and had a little smile before he dragged Hermione away from them. Hermione was speechless, though.
Finally, all the students made their way to their own classes, getting ready for a serious day of school.
*
Hermione was in the midst of a warm, boring History of Magic lesson with Ravenclaw when suddenly an owl, which she recognized as her mother's personal owl, came to the window nearest to her place with a letter (of course! what do you want the owl to have with it? Snape?!). Hermione opened the window and took the letter from Tiara, not bothering to do it slowly, afraid that Professor Binns would catch her. After all, Professor Binns NEVER notices what happens in his classes. All he knows was that he did whatever that needs to be taught and get his salary. Finish.
So Hermione slowly opened the letter and read it to herself, Harry and Ron beside her were sleeping, drooling as well, so she did not have to share the letter with them.
'Hermione dear,
Mum will make this letter short, but it's important for you. Mia dear, Nanny (as in her grandma) has left us, sweetie. She passed away this morning, and Tiara was late because earlier on I had to Owl to Ron's parents and Harry's godfather. I'm truly sorry I cannot be there for you after you read this, but I hope your Headmaster, teachers and friends, Ron and Harry especially, to console you and don't let this news affect your studies, alright? Take care.
Love, N.G. (Nadine Granger)'
Hermione felt tears falling freely from her eyes to her cheeks. Without informing Professor Binns, she grabbed her bag and dashed out of the classroom, waking Harry and Ron up. They were taken aback, but followed suit. Of course, Professor Binns NEVER notices it. But his students did. They started whispering and wondering the cause of Hermione's sudden shocking actions. As far as they knew, how boring History of Magic was, Hermione Granger never leaves a class without a valid reason.
*
Harry's POV
I was in dreamworld, dreaming about me and Lavender on our wedding day, when this damn thick book was knocked onto my head. I woke up to see Hermione running out of History of Magic, and realized Ron too was woken up by her big school bag. We were surprised Hermione left the class that quick. Something must be terribly wrong.
I followed Hermione and realized she was making her way back to the Prefects Common Room. Ron had a little sad expression on his face, as he was told that only Prefects were allowed to enter that room, and any Prefects caught inviting other students in would be given punishment (that serious eh?).
So Ron bade a quick farewell and said that he would be waiting in the Gryffindor Common Room. I nodded and caught up with Hermione (she is one damn slow runner!) soon after Ron and I went separate ways. She was crying and holding tight to this small letter. I hugged her and she requested to make our way to the Common Room (prefects) before explaining everything.
And she did.
*
Draco's POV
Gosh! This Herbology lesson is boring. Professor Sprout must be really desperate of topics to teach. What the heck is my owl, Mydnite, doing here?! I slowly and quietly took the letter from him and read the letter quickly, so as not to get caught by Professor Sprout.
'Draco,
Come back to Prefects Common Room now. Quick. Mia needs you.
Harry'
It was a little difficult for me to read, as Harry had really scribbled in the letter. Must be something really, really serious. I walked up to Professor Sprout and she granted me permission to leave the class, after I had lied to her about "having a sudden painful stomach ache". Well, I guess my charm really helps!
So I quickly dashed to the Common Room and found Hermione crying her eyes out on Harry, and could see that his robe, which was black, in turning into a darker shade of black. Honestly, her tears could fill a whole barrel, or more! Harry was looking uncomfortable in that position, not because he had never had to console girls, but because of his sitting position. Hermione must have been to oblivious in crying as to not notice it. I came to his rescue.
"Mia, I'm here," I spoke in my most softest voice. She looked up and hugged me tightly. Harry mouthed a quick "thanks" and handed me a letter, which was a little wet at the corners. I read it once and hugged her, giving her the comfort and warmth. Harry took her stuff and brought it to her room. He came back and sat on her left (I was sitting on her right).
"Where's Ron?" I asked, not remembering about McGonagall's rules.
"He is not allowed here, Dee-Dee dear,"Harry replied, but did not have a smile on his face, however. So I guess Harry and I will have to go and tell Ron everything later. I looked down and saw Hermione sleeping, her head resting on my shoulder. I carried her little body to her room, where I slowly laid her on her comfy bed and covered her with a red satin quilt, which my grandmother gave to me before she died a few days before I left for Hogwarts this year. I have been keeping it in my big school robe, and now I guess I have found a perfect person to own the quilt. I wiped a tear that fell from my eyes and kissed her forehead.
"Sleep tight, my angel," I whispered, using the same words my mother had whispered to me when I got to know Granny died that night.
*
Short fic I suppose, but I was realli getting worried my supporters wont support me if I update a little late... so anywayz, these are the ppl who last reviewed my story, and I hope more will come =D
Tamur107 - thanks... you can even give me some ideas to help make my story better, you know...
Crazy4Wood - though ur review is short, it is really touching... thanks so very much!