After Divination, Harry and Ron returned to the common room, where
they found Hermione doing homework. Harry smiled at her. She smiled up at
him, then turned to look at Ron and smiled at him as well. Then she set
aside her homework, and motioned for them to sit down. She asked if the
other two were planning on visiting Hogsmeade that Saturday. Both boys
quickly nodded.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron stayed up late playing wizards chess and gobstones. While Ron always won at wizards chess, Harry easily beat him at gobstones, and Hermione managed to win a game. By then it was quite late, and Ron, being extremely tired, forgot all his anger at Harry for the moment and headed up to the boy's dormitories.
This left Harry and Hermione alone in the common room. Hermione scooted her armchair close to Harry's in front of the fire. Harry took her hand, entwining their fingers. Hermione thoroughly enjoyed the warmth that radiated from Harry's hand. After sitting in front of the fire for a while, Harry turned towards Hermione. Hermione looked up at him and a soft smile played across her lips.
Harry leaned forward, closing his eyes. Hermione closed her eyes and leaned in towards Harry. The moment their lips touched, both felt as if an electric shock ran the length of their bodies. This felt so right; Harry found that he no longer cared that Ron liked Hermione. Hermione had chosen him, Harry, and Harry was quite happy with her choice.
As their kiss deepened, someone silently walked up to them and tapped them on the shoulder. Both Harry and Hermione jumped in their seats and looked around wildly; Ginny stood there smiling at them. Ginny sat down on the hearthrug facing them, a knowing grin spreading across her face.
"I knew you two would get together eventually," she said. "I have been waiting for it since Ron told me about you two in your first year. It was always obvious to me that Harry fancied you, Hermione," Ginny said turning to Hermione, who was now blushing. "And you, Harry, I could always tell that Hermione liked you." Now Harry was blushing too. "I was just wondering when you two would come to your senses and realize that you two felt more than just friendship for each other."
The two just stared at her. Harry suddenly realized that he wanted to become good friends with Ginny. He already knew that Hermione was good friends with her, and he wondered vaguely if Hermione had ever spoken about him. Hermione smiled at the younger girl.
Ginny continued. "Of course, you both know that Ron fancies Hermione too, right?" Harry and Hermione nodded. "I think you guys should be careful around him," she said slowly. "Being a redhead, his temper can flare up quite easily, as I am sure both of you have learned by now." She then smiled knowingly and Harry could not help but be reminded of Dumbledore. "Now, I am tired, so I am going back to bed. Goodnight."
They watched as Ginny walked back upstairs, then looked at each other. "I reckon we should go to bed too," Harry said. Hermione nodded. Hermione leaned up, kissed Harry on the cheek, then walked up the stairs to the girl's dormitories. Harry went up to the boy's dormitories and fell asleep immediately, dreaming only of Hermione.
The next morning, Harry woke up late. He walked down to the common room, but nobody was there, so he headed out of the portrait hole. He was about halfway to the Great Hall when he ran into Ron, who pulled him into an empty classroom. Ron turned towards Harry angrily.
"What are you playing at?" Ron spat.
Harry just blinked at him, having no clue what he was on about. Ron punched Harry. Harry winced; he was more hurt by the fact that his best friend had punched him than by the punch itself.
Ron glared at him and said, venomously, "You knew that I liked Hermione. You knew! What are you playing at, going after my girl?"
Harry replied calmly, "I liked her too, Ron, and I still do. And she is not your girl! If she were your girl, she would not have told me that she liked me!"
Ron punched him again. "You prat!" He yelled.
Harry just looked back at him. "How did you find out? Were you spying on us? Eavesdropping on your two best friends? Not respecting our privacy?"
Ron raised his wand and yelled, "Expelliarmus!" Harry was thrown against the back wall of the classroom. "If you were my best friend, Harry, you would not have taken Hermione from me!"
"She was never yours, Ron!" Harry yelled. "You should have acted on your feelings! Do not get mad at me because you made a mistake!"
Ron once again raised his wand and sent a curse towards Harry. Harry could feel painful boils rising up all over his body. He glared at Ron, quickly pushed himself up from the ground, and ran towards the hospital wing. When Madam Pomfrey asked what had happened, Harry lied and told her that he did not see who had cursed him. At the moment he could not figure out why he had defended Ron; later he figured it was because Ron was his best friend, and though they might fight, that would never change.
[A/N: To my lovely readers and reviewers, I am very sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I assure you, the next one will be longer. I am sorry that it took me so long to update, but I was sick all weekend. I need some motivation, if anyone wants to send me a motivational message, my e-mail is Biblegirl517@aol.com. Thanks a million.]
Hermione, Harry, and Ron stayed up late playing wizards chess and gobstones. While Ron always won at wizards chess, Harry easily beat him at gobstones, and Hermione managed to win a game. By then it was quite late, and Ron, being extremely tired, forgot all his anger at Harry for the moment and headed up to the boy's dormitories.
This left Harry and Hermione alone in the common room. Hermione scooted her armchair close to Harry's in front of the fire. Harry took her hand, entwining their fingers. Hermione thoroughly enjoyed the warmth that radiated from Harry's hand. After sitting in front of the fire for a while, Harry turned towards Hermione. Hermione looked up at him and a soft smile played across her lips.
Harry leaned forward, closing his eyes. Hermione closed her eyes and leaned in towards Harry. The moment their lips touched, both felt as if an electric shock ran the length of their bodies. This felt so right; Harry found that he no longer cared that Ron liked Hermione. Hermione had chosen him, Harry, and Harry was quite happy with her choice.
As their kiss deepened, someone silently walked up to them and tapped them on the shoulder. Both Harry and Hermione jumped in their seats and looked around wildly; Ginny stood there smiling at them. Ginny sat down on the hearthrug facing them, a knowing grin spreading across her face.
"I knew you two would get together eventually," she said. "I have been waiting for it since Ron told me about you two in your first year. It was always obvious to me that Harry fancied you, Hermione," Ginny said turning to Hermione, who was now blushing. "And you, Harry, I could always tell that Hermione liked you." Now Harry was blushing too. "I was just wondering when you two would come to your senses and realize that you two felt more than just friendship for each other."
The two just stared at her. Harry suddenly realized that he wanted to become good friends with Ginny. He already knew that Hermione was good friends with her, and he wondered vaguely if Hermione had ever spoken about him. Hermione smiled at the younger girl.
Ginny continued. "Of course, you both know that Ron fancies Hermione too, right?" Harry and Hermione nodded. "I think you guys should be careful around him," she said slowly. "Being a redhead, his temper can flare up quite easily, as I am sure both of you have learned by now." She then smiled knowingly and Harry could not help but be reminded of Dumbledore. "Now, I am tired, so I am going back to bed. Goodnight."
They watched as Ginny walked back upstairs, then looked at each other. "I reckon we should go to bed too," Harry said. Hermione nodded. Hermione leaned up, kissed Harry on the cheek, then walked up the stairs to the girl's dormitories. Harry went up to the boy's dormitories and fell asleep immediately, dreaming only of Hermione.
The next morning, Harry woke up late. He walked down to the common room, but nobody was there, so he headed out of the portrait hole. He was about halfway to the Great Hall when he ran into Ron, who pulled him into an empty classroom. Ron turned towards Harry angrily.
"What are you playing at?" Ron spat.
Harry just blinked at him, having no clue what he was on about. Ron punched Harry. Harry winced; he was more hurt by the fact that his best friend had punched him than by the punch itself.
Ron glared at him and said, venomously, "You knew that I liked Hermione. You knew! What are you playing at, going after my girl?"
Harry replied calmly, "I liked her too, Ron, and I still do. And she is not your girl! If she were your girl, she would not have told me that she liked me!"
Ron punched him again. "You prat!" He yelled.
Harry just looked back at him. "How did you find out? Were you spying on us? Eavesdropping on your two best friends? Not respecting our privacy?"
Ron raised his wand and yelled, "Expelliarmus!" Harry was thrown against the back wall of the classroom. "If you were my best friend, Harry, you would not have taken Hermione from me!"
"She was never yours, Ron!" Harry yelled. "You should have acted on your feelings! Do not get mad at me because you made a mistake!"
Ron once again raised his wand and sent a curse towards Harry. Harry could feel painful boils rising up all over his body. He glared at Ron, quickly pushed himself up from the ground, and ran towards the hospital wing. When Madam Pomfrey asked what had happened, Harry lied and told her that he did not see who had cursed him. At the moment he could not figure out why he had defended Ron; later he figured it was because Ron was his best friend, and though they might fight, that would never change.
[A/N: To my lovely readers and reviewers, I am very sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I assure you, the next one will be longer. I am sorry that it took me so long to update, but I was sick all weekend. I need some motivation, if anyone wants to send me a motivational message, my e-mail is Biblegirl517@aol.com. Thanks a million.]