Chapter Two: Looking For Love
Five years later to that day, Hermione could be found under the exact same tree. It still touched her the way it had when she was young, but now that she was older, she understood more what those feelings meant. Especially when she had looked into the boys eyes. She hadn't ever met a guy that made her feel that way after that, she never felt so at home in anyone's eyes after his. But she didn't even know who he was, and she needed to know. It was killing her to know. So, for five years she had been going back to this same spot, on the same day, hoping on a prayer that he would come back too, but he never had, and now that it had been the fifth year in a row that he hadn't, she thought he never would. She wouldn't even know what he would look like. But she knew that once she looked into his eyes she would feel it again, and that was all she needed to know. She knew that the moment he had looked at her, she had fallen in love. It was at a young age but she had dwelled on those feelings for five years now and she knew just how truly in love she had been. And when she had waved good-bye, she didn't understand how much that had hurt her, until now.
Hermione stood under the towering Christmas tree, searching for a pair of eyes, when her cell phone rang. She reached into her purse and pulled out a multi-colored phone that lit up also in different colors. The tune was a Christmas song that she had heard and loved.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Hey baby girl where are you?" asked her dad on the other line.
"Dad, I'm 16 years old, you can stop calling me that." She told him, slightly annoyed.
"Yes I know, but where are you?" he questioned her again.
"I'm standing under the tree, where are you?" she asked him in return.
"Right here." She heard a voice say through the phone but it sounded as if it was
"Right next to you!" her dad jumped in front of her screaming.
She ended the call and jumped into her dad's arms as if she was a little girl again.
"Dad!" she shouted giving him a big hug.
"Hey sweetie, I haven't seen you in weeks!" he said while hugging her.
"I know!" she shouted, "Let's eat!"
He laughed and said, "Okay, where to?"
She flung around to face him with a shocked look on her face.
"Do you need to ask?" she said in a drawl.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry. Of course I don't need to ask!" he said
And they looked at each other strangely for a moment and then shouted, "Pizza!"
So Hermione and her father went to Giordano's, a pizza place well known to Chicago, like they did every year they were there together, which was every year.
So Hermione, disappointed as she had been all the years before, sulked her way into the restaurant and ate pizza with her father.
Five years later to that day, Hermione could be found under the exact same tree. It still touched her the way it had when she was young, but now that she was older, she understood more what those feelings meant. Especially when she had looked into the boys eyes. She hadn't ever met a guy that made her feel that way after that, she never felt so at home in anyone's eyes after his. But she didn't even know who he was, and she needed to know. It was killing her to know. So, for five years she had been going back to this same spot, on the same day, hoping on a prayer that he would come back too, but he never had, and now that it had been the fifth year in a row that he hadn't, she thought he never would. She wouldn't even know what he would look like. But she knew that once she looked into his eyes she would feel it again, and that was all she needed to know. She knew that the moment he had looked at her, she had fallen in love. It was at a young age but she had dwelled on those feelings for five years now and she knew just how truly in love she had been. And when she had waved good-bye, she didn't understand how much that had hurt her, until now.
Hermione stood under the towering Christmas tree, searching for a pair of eyes, when her cell phone rang. She reached into her purse and pulled out a multi-colored phone that lit up also in different colors. The tune was a Christmas song that she had heard and loved.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Hey baby girl where are you?" asked her dad on the other line.
"Dad, I'm 16 years old, you can stop calling me that." She told him, slightly annoyed.
"Yes I know, but where are you?" he questioned her again.
"I'm standing under the tree, where are you?" she asked him in return.
"Right here." She heard a voice say through the phone but it sounded as if it was
"Right next to you!" her dad jumped in front of her screaming.
She ended the call and jumped into her dad's arms as if she was a little girl again.
"Dad!" she shouted giving him a big hug.
"Hey sweetie, I haven't seen you in weeks!" he said while hugging her.
"I know!" she shouted, "Let's eat!"
He laughed and said, "Okay, where to?"
She flung around to face him with a shocked look on her face.
"Do you need to ask?" she said in a drawl.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry. Of course I don't need to ask!" he said
And they looked at each other strangely for a moment and then shouted, "Pizza!"
So Hermione and her father went to Giordano's, a pizza place well known to Chicago, like they did every year they were there together, which was every year.
So Hermione, disappointed as she had been all the years before, sulked her way into the restaurant and ate pizza with her father.