A/N: The title 'Chapter 8' refers to the imaginings of the authors as to
what chapter eight of book six might contain. Cheers for H/Hr.
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Chapter 8- At Last
A speeding ball of solid snow struck Harry right on the nose. Hermione giggled from behind a tree.
"Your asking for it!" cried Potter.
He plunged his hand into the cold semi frozen water. When it resurfaced it was a perfect ice ball. He pelted it at her and she fell to the ground, writhing in agony.
"OH MY GOSH MIO!" shouted Harry. He rushed to her side but she was out cold. Harry preformed the simple 'Mobilius Corpus' and levitated her to the hospital wing.
* * * * *
Ron leapt into the curtained section designated for Hermione.
"YOU KILLED HER! YOU KNEW VERY WELL I FANCIED HER BUT YOU COULDN'T LEAVE HER ALONE NOW COULD YOU!" Ron bellowed, timidly.
"She's not dead you idiot, she was just knocked out," he replied calmly.
"Oh, well." Ron said slowly, abashed. Then he asked timidly, "How is she now?"
Hermione was lying immobile on a cot, looking lifeless as Madame Pomfey came in with a nasty blue drink.
"She must drink all of this. It will bring her around, but she will be rather delirious."
Ron seized the bottle, opened Mio's mouth and started pouring. Hermione's eyes opened and Ron beamed at her.
"Geroff me, red-head!" she shouted.
Harry approached the bed.
"I'm really sorry Hermione, I didn't know it was ice!"
"Its okay Harry. How could I stay mad at a man with such stunning green eyes?"
"Uh, what?" asked Ron, timid and disbelieving.
"Don't you see his eyes, Ron?" Hermione sighed dreamily, gazing intently at the aforementioned eyes. "They're like glimmering emeralds."
Harry turned away, trying to hide his smile from Ron.
Ron timidly inquired, "Now what?" (nervous laugh) "Are you going to say my hair looks like shimmering garnet?"
"Oh no Ron. Your hair looks like a dying june bug. You should dye it black, like Harry's. It's like a charming, romantic night sky."
Harry really couldn't take anymore of it. With enormous effort he wiped a huge grin off his face.
"Come on Ron, let's leave her alone until the medicine gives her back her sanity."
"Uh, yeah," said Ron, timidly.
* * * * *
When they checked in with her later, she was perhaps in a worse state.
"I'm so sorry Harry. I never meant to tell you. I know this complicates everything, but I had no control. I couldn't suppress my feeling with that medicine," Hermione said in a quavering voice.
"Were you serious!" Harry asked, stunned.
"Yes, yes, I meant it all. I love you Harry, I love you, I love you," she sobbed until her words were stifled by her tears.
"But, but, NO! NO, NO, NO, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love Hermione! Love me!" Said Ron, bursting into hysterics, timidly.
"Ah blimey," said Harry.
* * * * *
In the end, Harry & Hermione fell madly in love. Ron sulked until his despair was forgotten and replaced by raging anger when he found Ginny & Draco making out in the broom closet. . He yelled at them, timidly, and got laughed at. The 'Golden Trio' made up at Angelina Johnson & Oliver Wood's wedding. Then Neville ran off with Pansy Parkinson on his mo-ped and Snape had a change of heart and adopted Fred. The last anyone heard of them, they were on vacation in the Bahamas with Fleur Delacour and Minerva McGonagall.
A speeding ball of solid snow struck Harry right on the nose. Hermione giggled from behind a tree.
"Your asking for it!" cried Potter.
He plunged his hand into the cold semi frozen water. When it resurfaced it was a perfect ice ball. He pelted it at her and she fell to the ground, writhing in agony.
"OH MY GOSH MIO!" shouted Harry. He rushed to her side but she was out cold. Harry preformed the simple 'Mobilius Corpus' and levitated her to the hospital wing.
* * * * *
Ron leapt into the curtained section designated for Hermione.
"YOU KILLED HER! YOU KNEW VERY WELL I FANCIED HER BUT YOU COULDN'T LEAVE HER ALONE NOW COULD YOU!" Ron bellowed, timidly.
"She's not dead you idiot, she was just knocked out," he replied calmly.
"Oh, well." Ron said slowly, abashed. Then he asked timidly, "How is she now?"
Hermione was lying immobile on a cot, looking lifeless as Madame Pomfey came in with a nasty blue drink.
"She must drink all of this. It will bring her around, but she will be rather delirious."
Ron seized the bottle, opened Mio's mouth and started pouring. Hermione's eyes opened and Ron beamed at her.
"Geroff me, red-head!" she shouted.
Harry approached the bed.
"I'm really sorry Hermione, I didn't know it was ice!"
"Its okay Harry. How could I stay mad at a man with such stunning green eyes?"
"Uh, what?" asked Ron, timid and disbelieving.
"Don't you see his eyes, Ron?" Hermione sighed dreamily, gazing intently at the aforementioned eyes. "They're like glimmering emeralds."
Harry turned away, trying to hide his smile from Ron.
Ron timidly inquired, "Now what?" (nervous laugh) "Are you going to say my hair looks like shimmering garnet?"
"Oh no Ron. Your hair looks like a dying june bug. You should dye it black, like Harry's. It's like a charming, romantic night sky."
Harry really couldn't take anymore of it. With enormous effort he wiped a huge grin off his face.
"Come on Ron, let's leave her alone until the medicine gives her back her sanity."
"Uh, yeah," said Ron, timidly.
* * * * *
When they checked in with her later, she was perhaps in a worse state.
"I'm so sorry Harry. I never meant to tell you. I know this complicates everything, but I had no control. I couldn't suppress my feeling with that medicine," Hermione said in a quavering voice.
"Were you serious!" Harry asked, stunned.
"Yes, yes, I meant it all. I love you Harry, I love you, I love you," she sobbed until her words were stifled by her tears.
"But, but, NO! NO, NO, NO, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love Hermione! Love me!" Said Ron, bursting into hysterics, timidly.
"Ah blimey," said Harry.
* * * * *
In the end, Harry & Hermione fell madly in love. Ron sulked until his despair was forgotten and replaced by raging anger when he found Ginny & Draco making out in the broom closet. . He yelled at them, timidly, and got laughed at. The 'Golden Trio' made up at Angelina Johnson & Oliver Wood's wedding. Then Neville ran off with Pansy Parkinson on his mo-ped and Snape had a change of heart and adopted Fred. The last anyone heard of them, they were on vacation in the Bahamas with Fleur Delacour and Minerva McGonagall.