Hi everyone, and thanks for taking the time to read and review. I'm sorry
that it has been a while since I have written. But hey, better late then
never. It's just so much stuff has happened and I was worried my story
would become morbid and just not how I originally planned it to be. But I'm
starting to feel better about things. So this whole story is now dedicated
to my Aunt Mia who took her life and left the people she loved and who
loved her behind. So read, review, and enjoy.
Chapter 11: All alone
The next day Hermione sat at breakfast eating an english muffin zoning out to the conversation Harry and Ron were having about Quidditch. She sat there thinking about what had happened the night before. She had kissed Draco Malfoy. She was still in denial about it, but she knew it had happened, and she knew there was nothing she could do to change it. 'Are you sure you want to change what happened?' Her mind spoke to her. 'Great!' She thought. 'Why do you always have to come in at the last moment I want to have an internal argument?' 'Because I help you make decisions that will effect the rest of you life.' 'But do you have to be so annoying in doing so?' Hermione thought back to herself. 'Hey, I'm your brain, you're the annoying one!' 'Shut up!' Hermione ended the eternal argument with herself and looked up at the last person she wanted to see at the moment.
Draco sat looking at his breakfast between Crabbe and Goyle. 'Why the hell did we kiss last night?' He thought to himself. He knew that there was something special about her. She was easy to talk to, even though he didn't want to talk to her. 'Why don't you want to talk to her?' His mind asked himself. 'What would people think if they knew that I confided in a god- forsaken mudblood? What would these so called friends think? What would my father think? What would everyone think?' He thought. 'Do their opinions really matter, or is that an excuse?' 'Somewhat of an excuse.' Draco admitted to himself. 'So why not talk?' 'I don't want to scare her with the stories of my life.' Draco looked up as he felt a pair of eyes watching him. He looked into the honey colored eyes of Hermione.
"Hey Hermione," Ron spoke rearing her attention back to earth. "Are you going to eat your bacon?"
Hermione looked at her plate and realized her bacon lay there cold and untouched. "Go ahead Ron, obviously I'm not digging in."
Ron reached onto her plate and grabbed the bacon, unceremoniously stuffing them into his mouth. Hermione could her him chewing because he still hadn't figured out how to eat with his mouth close.
Hermione sat there and started thinking again. Did she really want to deny kissing Draco, or is it because she liked that kiss? She remembered feeling disappointed when he stoped. She remembered thinking 'What the hell kind of guy stops kissing a girl, it's the girl who's supposed to stop.' She knew she wasn't as inexperienced as everyone thought. She was still a virgin, but she had liked guys before, and guys had liked her. A few guys back home had showed her attention whenever she returned for summer break. She had had a few boyfriends. First Viktor, then Alex, and then Sean. But those relationships didn't last. She had even lost touch with Viktor during last year. She had even liked a few guys too. She had a crush on both Harry and Ron during some point of their friendship, but they were just that, friends. She had also though Justin from Hufflepuff was cute, and Terry from Ravenclaw. But no guys from school had seemed to like her, or if they did, they didn't show it. Her thoughts were turned back to Draco Malfoy. Does she have a crush on him?
"Hey Mione, we got to go to Transfiguration." Harry said breaking trough Hermione's thoughts.
"Okay lets go."
"Today class we will talk about transfiguring humans into animals." Professor McGonagall stated to her deathly silent class. "You will need to pair up and follow my instructions closely.
The whole class paired off. Hermione was with Harry, Ron with Neville, and so on and so on. Professor McGonagall told the class what to say while making the proper wrist movements. Class was going along fine. Only Hermione seemed to be able to get it right, while everyone else was struggling. That's when it happened.
Neville was trying to turn Ron a bird, and actually succeeded in something happening. Ron's full size head was stuck onto a small Falcons body. But because Ron had a big heavy head, his body couldn't fly and he fell and hit his head hard on the ground. He was knocked out cold. Professor McGonagall tried the counter curse, but it didn't work. In the end class was dismissed early and Ron was carried to the Hospital wing.
"I'm sorry, I hope Ron's okay." Neville told Harry and Hermione after profusely apologizing.
"It's okay Neville." Harry said patting him on the back.
"Yeah Neville, don't worry about it. Madam Pomphrey (A/N How is her name spelled?) has been able to fix everything as of yet." Hermione stated cheering Neville up for his accident.
"I need to go up to the common room, you guys coming?" Neville asked when they were walking down the halls.
"You go ahead Neville, I don't need to go back." Harry said
Neville turned his back and made his way to the common room alone. Hermione and Harry started walking along the halls to waste time until their next classes started.
Hermione could tell Harry wanted to talk to her. She could feel the tension building up in his body and it was making he antsy.
"Just tell me already Harry." Hermione said pulling him to a stop.
"What are you talking about?" He said looking down into her face with him emerald eyes.
"Harry, I've known you for almost half my life." She stated looking up into his eyes. "I can tell when you want to talk to me about something."
Harry knew she was right, he just didn't know how to put into words what he wanted to say. "I don't know I guess I'm just thinking about you." He said slowly.
"Thinking what about me exactly?"
He looked into her face trying to find the best words that would describe his situation. "I'm just worried. You seem distracted all the time now, and it seems like things have changed with you. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I just want to know what has happened."
Hermione thought for a second before replying, "Nothing has changed really Harry. I'm just thinking a lot too. I'm starting to think about girly stuff mostly I guess, I really don't know."
"I just don't want to lose you."
They stood there in a somewhat uncomfortable silence for a few minutes just looking at each other. Hermione saw Harry lick his lips. Then he face lowered quickly as he kissed Hermione sweetly on her cheek. Then he took off walking towards his next class.
'What the hell just happened?' Hermione thought touching the place on her cheek where he had kissed her.
Chapter 11: All alone
The next day Hermione sat at breakfast eating an english muffin zoning out to the conversation Harry and Ron were having about Quidditch. She sat there thinking about what had happened the night before. She had kissed Draco Malfoy. She was still in denial about it, but she knew it had happened, and she knew there was nothing she could do to change it. 'Are you sure you want to change what happened?' Her mind spoke to her. 'Great!' She thought. 'Why do you always have to come in at the last moment I want to have an internal argument?' 'Because I help you make decisions that will effect the rest of you life.' 'But do you have to be so annoying in doing so?' Hermione thought back to herself. 'Hey, I'm your brain, you're the annoying one!' 'Shut up!' Hermione ended the eternal argument with herself and looked up at the last person she wanted to see at the moment.
Draco sat looking at his breakfast between Crabbe and Goyle. 'Why the hell did we kiss last night?' He thought to himself. He knew that there was something special about her. She was easy to talk to, even though he didn't want to talk to her. 'Why don't you want to talk to her?' His mind asked himself. 'What would people think if they knew that I confided in a god- forsaken mudblood? What would these so called friends think? What would my father think? What would everyone think?' He thought. 'Do their opinions really matter, or is that an excuse?' 'Somewhat of an excuse.' Draco admitted to himself. 'So why not talk?' 'I don't want to scare her with the stories of my life.' Draco looked up as he felt a pair of eyes watching him. He looked into the honey colored eyes of Hermione.
"Hey Hermione," Ron spoke rearing her attention back to earth. "Are you going to eat your bacon?"
Hermione looked at her plate and realized her bacon lay there cold and untouched. "Go ahead Ron, obviously I'm not digging in."
Ron reached onto her plate and grabbed the bacon, unceremoniously stuffing them into his mouth. Hermione could her him chewing because he still hadn't figured out how to eat with his mouth close.
Hermione sat there and started thinking again. Did she really want to deny kissing Draco, or is it because she liked that kiss? She remembered feeling disappointed when he stoped. She remembered thinking 'What the hell kind of guy stops kissing a girl, it's the girl who's supposed to stop.' She knew she wasn't as inexperienced as everyone thought. She was still a virgin, but she had liked guys before, and guys had liked her. A few guys back home had showed her attention whenever she returned for summer break. She had had a few boyfriends. First Viktor, then Alex, and then Sean. But those relationships didn't last. She had even lost touch with Viktor during last year. She had even liked a few guys too. She had a crush on both Harry and Ron during some point of their friendship, but they were just that, friends. She had also though Justin from Hufflepuff was cute, and Terry from Ravenclaw. But no guys from school had seemed to like her, or if they did, they didn't show it. Her thoughts were turned back to Draco Malfoy. Does she have a crush on him?
"Hey Mione, we got to go to Transfiguration." Harry said breaking trough Hermione's thoughts.
"Okay lets go."
"Today class we will talk about transfiguring humans into animals." Professor McGonagall stated to her deathly silent class. "You will need to pair up and follow my instructions closely.
The whole class paired off. Hermione was with Harry, Ron with Neville, and so on and so on. Professor McGonagall told the class what to say while making the proper wrist movements. Class was going along fine. Only Hermione seemed to be able to get it right, while everyone else was struggling. That's when it happened.
Neville was trying to turn Ron a bird, and actually succeeded in something happening. Ron's full size head was stuck onto a small Falcons body. But because Ron had a big heavy head, his body couldn't fly and he fell and hit his head hard on the ground. He was knocked out cold. Professor McGonagall tried the counter curse, but it didn't work. In the end class was dismissed early and Ron was carried to the Hospital wing.
"I'm sorry, I hope Ron's okay." Neville told Harry and Hermione after profusely apologizing.
"It's okay Neville." Harry said patting him on the back.
"Yeah Neville, don't worry about it. Madam Pomphrey (A/N How is her name spelled?) has been able to fix everything as of yet." Hermione stated cheering Neville up for his accident.
"I need to go up to the common room, you guys coming?" Neville asked when they were walking down the halls.
"You go ahead Neville, I don't need to go back." Harry said
Neville turned his back and made his way to the common room alone. Hermione and Harry started walking along the halls to waste time until their next classes started.
Hermione could tell Harry wanted to talk to her. She could feel the tension building up in his body and it was making he antsy.
"Just tell me already Harry." Hermione said pulling him to a stop.
"What are you talking about?" He said looking down into her face with him emerald eyes.
"Harry, I've known you for almost half my life." She stated looking up into his eyes. "I can tell when you want to talk to me about something."
Harry knew she was right, he just didn't know how to put into words what he wanted to say. "I don't know I guess I'm just thinking about you." He said slowly.
"Thinking what about me exactly?"
He looked into her face trying to find the best words that would describe his situation. "I'm just worried. You seem distracted all the time now, and it seems like things have changed with you. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I just want to know what has happened."
Hermione thought for a second before replying, "Nothing has changed really Harry. I'm just thinking a lot too. I'm starting to think about girly stuff mostly I guess, I really don't know."
"I just don't want to lose you."
They stood there in a somewhat uncomfortable silence for a few minutes just looking at each other. Hermione saw Harry lick his lips. Then he face lowered quickly as he kissed Hermione sweetly on her cheek. Then he took off walking towards his next class.
'What the hell just happened?' Hermione thought touching the place on her cheek where he had kissed her.