Almost Home
Chapter 2 ( The Media
A/N: Still not mine.still JKR's
(For those of you who care, I would just like to say that I am not going to abandon this fic cuz it has already been written and I want to know what other people think about it besides my friends. Oh, and sometimes I go out of town, like for the past week, but I will not stop writing, I hope. So, here goes chapter 2.)
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The Media "Harry Potter dives for the snitch, he closes in, and.and.and.he's got it!!! The Cannons win!!! The Cannons win!!!" Everyone screamed as the team took their victory lap around the stadium. As soon as the players landed, the fans began to pour out of the stands to congratulate them. The field was swamped with people and news crews, which only made it more difficult for Harry and Hermione to find each other. All of a sudden, a voice came to Harry's ears. "It's wild out here isn't it?" He turned around only to be floored by the beauty of the woman standing in front of him. She had the most gorgeous blonde hair and large brown eyes that seamed to smile at him constantly. "Hello? Oh how stupid of me.I'm Lorelei St. Claire, Hermione's assistant. Well for now I am. See what I'm really trying to do is get my own article in the prophet and become just like Hermione. She is my hero and she says that I'm rather good at writing. Gosh, look at me go on about my insignificant life to the Harry Potter. How about I do what I was sent here to do. Follow me and I'll take you to Hermione." Harry followed the woman in awe. 'I wonder if she is part veela' he wondered to himself. "Harry, Harry, HARRY!!! Stop staring at Lorelei and lets get this over with," Hermione said sternly although her heart was screaming the opposite.
"What? Oh, sorry 'Mione. I was just distracted from...from.the game.yeah. Well, umm.let's go then." As they walked down the stairs neither spoke one word and as they walked onto the field they were suddenly surrounded with reporters. "How was the game?" "Did you know you would win?" "How did you feel when you won?" "Who is this lovely woman?" "Isn't that Ms. Granger?" Bombarding questions coming from the reporters shocked Hermione but Harry looked so calm. That was one of the reasons why he was so unique and one of the many reasons why Hermione loved him. Yes, she did say love. She loved Harry, she wasn't sure if he loved her back, and after she has caught him goggling at Lorelei, she knew that those feelings were not reciprocated. "The game was fantastic" Harry said as he began to answer the questions he had been asked. "I didn't know I was going to catch the snitch, but I am ecstatic that I did. I feel very happy to win at home and, yes, this is Hermione Granger, and." He stopped and looked at Hermione with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 'Oh Lord, what is he planning' she thought to herself. ".and she's with me." He finally finished his sentence. The reporters' eyes widened and soon their brains finally processed the questions Harry knew were coming. "What do you mean she's with you?" the first reporter inquired. "I mean," he said and before Hermione knew what was happening, she found his lips on hers. They stayed in the same position for what seemed like forever and she never wanted it to end. But sadly, he pulled away only to say one thing. "And now.we're leaving." And with that, they disapparted with a small pop, leaving the reporters stunned.
A/N: Still not mine.still JKR's
(For those of you who care, I would just like to say that I am not going to abandon this fic cuz it has already been written and I want to know what other people think about it besides my friends. Oh, and sometimes I go out of town, like for the past week, but I will not stop writing, I hope. So, here goes chapter 2.)
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The Media "Harry Potter dives for the snitch, he closes in, and.and.and.he's got it!!! The Cannons win!!! The Cannons win!!!" Everyone screamed as the team took their victory lap around the stadium. As soon as the players landed, the fans began to pour out of the stands to congratulate them. The field was swamped with people and news crews, which only made it more difficult for Harry and Hermione to find each other. All of a sudden, a voice came to Harry's ears. "It's wild out here isn't it?" He turned around only to be floored by the beauty of the woman standing in front of him. She had the most gorgeous blonde hair and large brown eyes that seamed to smile at him constantly. "Hello? Oh how stupid of me.I'm Lorelei St. Claire, Hermione's assistant. Well for now I am. See what I'm really trying to do is get my own article in the prophet and become just like Hermione. She is my hero and she says that I'm rather good at writing. Gosh, look at me go on about my insignificant life to the Harry Potter. How about I do what I was sent here to do. Follow me and I'll take you to Hermione." Harry followed the woman in awe. 'I wonder if she is part veela' he wondered to himself. "Harry, Harry, HARRY!!! Stop staring at Lorelei and lets get this over with," Hermione said sternly although her heart was screaming the opposite.
"What? Oh, sorry 'Mione. I was just distracted from...from.the game.yeah. Well, umm.let's go then." As they walked down the stairs neither spoke one word and as they walked onto the field they were suddenly surrounded with reporters. "How was the game?" "Did you know you would win?" "How did you feel when you won?" "Who is this lovely woman?" "Isn't that Ms. Granger?" Bombarding questions coming from the reporters shocked Hermione but Harry looked so calm. That was one of the reasons why he was so unique and one of the many reasons why Hermione loved him. Yes, she did say love. She loved Harry, she wasn't sure if he loved her back, and after she has caught him goggling at Lorelei, she knew that those feelings were not reciprocated. "The game was fantastic" Harry said as he began to answer the questions he had been asked. "I didn't know I was going to catch the snitch, but I am ecstatic that I did. I feel very happy to win at home and, yes, this is Hermione Granger, and." He stopped and looked at Hermione with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 'Oh Lord, what is he planning' she thought to herself. ".and she's with me." He finally finished his sentence. The reporters' eyes widened and soon their brains finally processed the questions Harry knew were coming. "What do you mean she's with you?" the first reporter inquired. "I mean," he said and before Hermione knew what was happening, she found his lips on hers. They stayed in the same position for what seemed like forever and she never wanted it to end. But sadly, he pulled away only to say one thing. "And now.we're leaving." And with that, they disapparted with a small pop, leaving the reporters stunned.