British Crumpets

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Hermione ran as quickly as possible down the halls of the Academy. She had slept in late and was sure to be late for her transfiguration class. "I am going to be so late..." She muttered under her breath as she passed the hurried students in the hall.

HUMPH! Hermione ran into someone and sighed as all her books fell on the ground. "I'm so sorry." The boy scrambled as he bent down to help Hermione pick up her books.

The boy took a good look at her and couldn't help but feel attracted to her. He smiled and her and shook her hand. "Hi, I'm Nathan Bradford." His smiled was wide and his eyes were inviting, Hermione shook her head and smiled back sweetly at him.

"Hermione Granger." Hermione took her books from him and spoke up to thank him. "Thank you...I guess I'll be seeing you around then."

Nathan smiled at her again and stepped up to her. "Looks like it." He winked at her and walked away. Hermione was smitten but quickly remembered that she was late for class.

"Oh no!" Hermione ran into transfiguration class and sat besides Harry. Harry, her boy friend now, Hermione smiled at the thought and shivered at the affect that Nathan had on her. She had something great with someone she loved and wasn't going to ruin it because of one little mishap.

While the class was writing down the notes on the board, Harry was trying to get Hermione's attention. 'What to do...' He thought. Harry tapped his head with his quill and looked at it. Harry smiled and threw the quill in Hermione's direction. Instead of hitting Hermione it flew by her and landed on Ron's hand.

"Ouch!" The quill had pierced his palm. He glared at Harry who was holding back his laughter. Harry decided to use magic and used an incantation that would make Hermione turn to him. Harry whispered the incantation under his breath and watched the magic happen.

Hermione turned her attention to Harry, not knowing why she did so and watched him put on that goofy grin of his.

"You're impossible." Hermione whispered to him.

"But you know you love me..." Harry finished for her.

Hermione sighed, "Unfortunately."

Harry put his hand over his heart and whispered back at her. "That hurt, right here," he said pointing at his heart.

Hermione laughed and continued scribbling her notes. As for Harry, he wrote down his notes with a smile of satisfaction plastered on his face.

Lavender wandered aimlessly around the dorms' party. She really had no reason to be particularly happy. 'Let me recap my sad and pathetic little love life. I have no boy friend because he left me for better things. I love someone who supposedly belongs with someone else. Ah...scotch....just what I need.'

"Scotch on the rocks please?" Lavender asked the man at the drinks stand.

"Not having a fun night?" The man asked her as he prepared her drink.

"Me? Oh I'm having a splendid evening! Just brilliant, I assure you." Lavender answered taking a sip of her drink and smiling at the blonde man next to her.

Hermione wandered around the party looking for Harry. She spotted Nathan instead on took a deep breath before going to speak to him.

"Hey, I just wanted to thank you again for this morning, helping me pick up my books and all..." She looked up at him and he seemed to be laughing.

"What is so funny?" Hermione asked as Nathan looked down at her with his grey eyes. Nathan was good looking to say the least. He had short light brown hair, beautiful grey eyes, a gorgeous smile, and not a bad body either.

"It's just I was thinking, are you always this nervous around people or men, or am I just one of the lucky ones?" Nathan chuckled back at her.

Hermione blushed and looked up at him. "I assure you there is no luck. I'm not nervous when speaking to people. Well I used to be when I was still at Hogwarts but Harry and Ron changed that. I mean being best friends with THE Harry Potter really brings my life out to the public, not that that's why I'm friend's with him because fame doesn't matter to me, but I have to answer questions for them, not giving away personal information, but you know to clear things up and..." Nathan put a finger on her lips and released it a second after.

"I rest my case." He said as he viewed the party.

"Excuse me?" Hermione asked him as she looked at him.

"You're nervous. You ramble when you're nervous."

Hermione's eyes went wide. "I'm sorry but I don't think you know me well enough to analyze how I am."

Before Nathan could answer, Harry came up to Hermione and kissed her on the lips.

"I was looking all over for you...there's a mad number of people here." Harry said out of breath.

Hermione brilliantly smiled at him, "Well I'm sure that running laps around a party won't hurt your physique."

"You're so nice Ms. Granger." Harry responded putting his arm around her waist.

"I try." Hermione answered. Hermione looked at Nathan and then Harry. "Oh! I forgot! Harry, Nathan. Nathan, Harry. Harry is my boy friend and Nathan is well..." Nathan cut Hermione and spoke to Harry shaking his hand. "An acquaintance, I just met Hermione today actually."

Harry smiled and led his girl friend out to the dance floor. Nathan felt a pang of jealousy as he watched Hermione and Harry laugh and cling to each other.

Lavender was on her third scotch and was rambling on about her problems to David, who had served her those three rounds of alcohol.

"I mean really what does Lunny Lovegood have that I don't have?" Lavender turned to David to answer her. David flashed a mischievous grin at her and tilted his head to the door. "Wanna get out of 'ere?"  His strong Scottish accent was unmistakable and Lavender, who was completely hammered, agreed to leave with him.

David led Lavender into his bedroom and began kissing her and leading her towards his bed. Lavender looked at him and asked him what he was doing. Her voice was shaking and she was afraid.

"Shh...You'll like it." David got on top of her and before he could force himself into her, Lavender reached for her drink that was on the desk and hit him off the head with it.

She hurried up, sniffling and looked back at the unconscious figure. She ran out of the party and got her mobile out of her purse.

"Ron?" Lavender sniffled.

Ron hurried to the place where the party was held and saw a figure sitting on the steps of the building crying. Ron recognized Lavender and ran up to her and held her in his arms.

It was raining outside and Lavender was wearing a pair of jeans, white flip flops, and a tight yellow polo. Her hair was wet and starting to curl and her lip gloss glimmered with the lights of the building.

Ron took off his jacket and sat down beside her. "What happened?" He asked softly to her. Lavender sniffled and looked into his ice blue eyes and conveyed to him what happened.

"Oh Lav..." Ron hugged her again. He gave her his hand and walked with her back to her dorm.

On their way to the dorm, Ron turned to Lav and waited until Lavender looked straight into his eyes.

"Why did you call me?" He asked bluntly.

"What do you mean, why did I call you?" Lavender asked confused.

"I mean why me? Why not Hermione? Seamus? Or even Harry?" Ron stammered pretty quickly.

Lavender looked down at her feet and back up at him. "I don't know. You were the first person I thought of I..."

Ron didn't let her answer and continued asking her questions. "And what does that mean to you?"

"It means that I can talk to you, I can tell you things that I can't tell anyone else. What are all these questions adding up to?" Lavender asked anxiously and confused.

"Aren't you getting tired of this?" Ron asked moving a little closer to her.

"Tired? Tired of what? I...I... don't understand..."

Ron moved closer to Lavender and cupped her cheeks in his palms and kissed her.

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