Author's Notes: Again, thanks for the reviews. You guys really make me want
to write more! Er...I'm sorry this is very very late. I've been studying for
the semi finals.
Chapter 3
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Malfoy smirked and crossed his arms as he stopped beside Harry and Hermione's table. "Potter and Mudblood on a date?"
Harry's faced was red not because he was embarrassed; he was angry. He stood up rapidly and punched Malfoy's cheek as hard as he could that the Slytherin fell to the floor. "Never call Hermione a Mudblood!" Harry roared, causing everybody in the Three Broomsticks to look at them.
Malfoy rubbed his bruised cheek with the back of his pale hand as he began to spit out blood. "You'll pay for that one Potter!" He raised his fist and started to launch towards him but failed. Harry dodged just in time causing Malfoy to stumble back onto the floor.
"You're nothing with your stupid friends aren't you, Malfoy?" Harry took Hermione's hand, "Come on, we're out of here." Draco looked after them, rubbing his cheek and rubbing his mouth with the back of his hand. 'I'll get you back for that punch and for her, Potter!'
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"Harry, that was wrong." Hermione said as she pulled his hand gently to prevent him from walking any further on the street. "You should not have done that." She told him and looked into his green eyes, "You should not have punched Malfoy." She said as she ignored her heart skipping as she looked into his eyes.
"I wanted to protect you." Harry replied as he held both her hands, "Surely I would not let Malfoy get away after insulting you. Besides, I'm your best friend. It's my job to keep you away from that git and especially from Voldemort."
Hermione's cheeks slowly turned pink as Harry held her hands and as he looked into her brown eyes with worried green ones. She hastily pulled her hands away and reached into her pocket to pull out the rose that Harry had held earlier. "Here, you almost left this on the table." Hermione tried to give it to him but he refused.
"You keep it." Harry curled Hermione's hand on the rose and smiled, "I don't even know why I took it." Hermione noticed Harry slightly blushing.
"Harry? Hermione? I didn't expect you two to be here."
Turning around, the two greeted Ron and Luna. "We're just on our way to Madame Puddifoot's." Ron explained to them, "Want to come along? The four of us could have lunch together."
After agreeing to Ron's proposal, the four strolled down the street towards the decorated teashop. Hermione walked alongside Harry while looking down at the red rose on her hand. 'You keep it.' Harry's voice echoed within her head, making her body tingle at the tone. "Are you cold?" Hermione tingled again. This time, though, it was the real Harry who was speaking.
She looked up at him with a smile, "It's nothing." She tucked the rose in her robe pocket, "Just another one of those February chills." She grinned but her mouth suddenly curved in an 'o' when Harry placed and arm around her and pulled her closer to him.
"I hope this would make you feel warmer." Harry grinned, blushing like Hermione.
"Aww..." Luna giggled as she looked at the two. "You two look so sweet!"
"Shut up, Luna." Harry muttered trying to hide his face by bending his head low.
Ron laughed, "She's right, you know. Just this morning, I left the both of you just plain old best friends and now you come here with an even deeper relationship? I didn't even know you like Hermione." Ron stressed the word 'like' to not make Harry say that he does like Hermione but only as a friend.
"Ron, we're just friends." Hermione told her other best friend, "Nothing is or has happened between me and Harry—ah!" Someone came running into her. A red haired fifth year prefect. Ginny.
"Sorry." Ginny sobbed and was about to run away when Ron pulled her back, "Let me go!" She yelled at her older brother as tears continued to flow down her eyes.
"Not until you tell us what's wrong!" Ron tightened his hold on her wrist as she began to struggle.
"Ron! Don't yell at her!" Hermione got away from Harry's arm and went to Ginny. "What's wrong, Ginny? Why are you crying?" Hermione asked gently as she rubbed her friend's back.
Ginny gave her an irritated look and bellowed, "WILL YOU GUYS JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME? I DO NOT..." She pushed Hermione away, "WANT..." She stepped on Ron's foot and got away from his hold, "TO TALK ABOUT IT!" She began to run again.
Rubbing his foot, Ron called after her, "GINNY!" He made a start to run after her but Harry placed his hand firmly on his best friend's shoulder.
"No Ron." Harry told him, "At times like this, it's better to leave her. She might do something you're not going to like."
"Harry's right, Ron." Hermione agreed with Harry as she straightened her cloak, "It's better to talk to her when she's calmer."
"I'll talk to her if you like." Luna suggested.
Giving out a sigh, Ron agreed with them. "Come on; better get to Madame Puddifoot's before it gets too crowded." With a grin, he began to lead them.
Walking alongside Harry, Hermione looked worriedly at the spot where Ginny had stood. 'What IS wrong with her?'
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Chapter 3
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Malfoy smirked and crossed his arms as he stopped beside Harry and Hermione's table. "Potter and Mudblood on a date?"
Harry's faced was red not because he was embarrassed; he was angry. He stood up rapidly and punched Malfoy's cheek as hard as he could that the Slytherin fell to the floor. "Never call Hermione a Mudblood!" Harry roared, causing everybody in the Three Broomsticks to look at them.
Malfoy rubbed his bruised cheek with the back of his pale hand as he began to spit out blood. "You'll pay for that one Potter!" He raised his fist and started to launch towards him but failed. Harry dodged just in time causing Malfoy to stumble back onto the floor.
"You're nothing with your stupid friends aren't you, Malfoy?" Harry took Hermione's hand, "Come on, we're out of here." Draco looked after them, rubbing his cheek and rubbing his mouth with the back of his hand. 'I'll get you back for that punch and for her, Potter!'
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"Harry, that was wrong." Hermione said as she pulled his hand gently to prevent him from walking any further on the street. "You should not have done that." She told him and looked into his green eyes, "You should not have punched Malfoy." She said as she ignored her heart skipping as she looked into his eyes.
"I wanted to protect you." Harry replied as he held both her hands, "Surely I would not let Malfoy get away after insulting you. Besides, I'm your best friend. It's my job to keep you away from that git and especially from Voldemort."
Hermione's cheeks slowly turned pink as Harry held her hands and as he looked into her brown eyes with worried green ones. She hastily pulled her hands away and reached into her pocket to pull out the rose that Harry had held earlier. "Here, you almost left this on the table." Hermione tried to give it to him but he refused.
"You keep it." Harry curled Hermione's hand on the rose and smiled, "I don't even know why I took it." Hermione noticed Harry slightly blushing.
"Harry? Hermione? I didn't expect you two to be here."
Turning around, the two greeted Ron and Luna. "We're just on our way to Madame Puddifoot's." Ron explained to them, "Want to come along? The four of us could have lunch together."
After agreeing to Ron's proposal, the four strolled down the street towards the decorated teashop. Hermione walked alongside Harry while looking down at the red rose on her hand. 'You keep it.' Harry's voice echoed within her head, making her body tingle at the tone. "Are you cold?" Hermione tingled again. This time, though, it was the real Harry who was speaking.
She looked up at him with a smile, "It's nothing." She tucked the rose in her robe pocket, "Just another one of those February chills." She grinned but her mouth suddenly curved in an 'o' when Harry placed and arm around her and pulled her closer to him.
"I hope this would make you feel warmer." Harry grinned, blushing like Hermione.
"Aww..." Luna giggled as she looked at the two. "You two look so sweet!"
"Shut up, Luna." Harry muttered trying to hide his face by bending his head low.
Ron laughed, "She's right, you know. Just this morning, I left the both of you just plain old best friends and now you come here with an even deeper relationship? I didn't even know you like Hermione." Ron stressed the word 'like' to not make Harry say that he does like Hermione but only as a friend.
"Ron, we're just friends." Hermione told her other best friend, "Nothing is or has happened between me and Harry—ah!" Someone came running into her. A red haired fifth year prefect. Ginny.
"Sorry." Ginny sobbed and was about to run away when Ron pulled her back, "Let me go!" She yelled at her older brother as tears continued to flow down her eyes.
"Not until you tell us what's wrong!" Ron tightened his hold on her wrist as she began to struggle.
"Ron! Don't yell at her!" Hermione got away from Harry's arm and went to Ginny. "What's wrong, Ginny? Why are you crying?" Hermione asked gently as she rubbed her friend's back.
Ginny gave her an irritated look and bellowed, "WILL YOU GUYS JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME? I DO NOT..." She pushed Hermione away, "WANT..." She stepped on Ron's foot and got away from his hold, "TO TALK ABOUT IT!" She began to run again.
Rubbing his foot, Ron called after her, "GINNY!" He made a start to run after her but Harry placed his hand firmly on his best friend's shoulder.
"No Ron." Harry told him, "At times like this, it's better to leave her. She might do something you're not going to like."
"Harry's right, Ron." Hermione agreed with Harry as she straightened her cloak, "It's better to talk to her when she's calmer."
"I'll talk to her if you like." Luna suggested.
Giving out a sigh, Ron agreed with them. "Come on; better get to Madame Puddifoot's before it gets too crowded." With a grin, he began to lead them.
Walking alongside Harry, Hermione looked worriedly at the spot where Ginny had stood. 'What IS wrong with her?'
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