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Your One and Only.
Chapter 3.
"D-dating?" Harry choked on his words. Hermione nodded. She felt terrible.
"Yes, She really loves you Harry. You have to trust me. I'm your best friend." Her eyes started to water more intensely as she held back her tears. 'Say something Harry!' Her mind screamed as Harry sat down.
"So, You gunna---" Ron was cut of by Ginny running into the room.
"Where have you been! McGonagall's freaking out! Get your stuff and HURRY!!!" Ginny's face turned as red as her hair. Hermione looked over at Harry who was staring at his hands.
"Hello! Haven't you heard anything that I've said there's like no carriages left and she's going to give you triple detention if you don't hurry up!!!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione ran about frantically trying to gather their stuff out of every shelf and compartment they knew about. When the train stopped everything had gone everywhere.
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In the Great Hall Hermione couldn't eat, her head was pounding from ignoring Harry's warm concerned questions, and from holding back all the tears for what she had done to herself. She pushed her fork through the ham and peas on her plate, and Ron just ignored her. He had said she was conceded.
"Ron," Harry whispered leaning across the table. "I think something's wrong with Hermione, ever since she came back from the toilets." His voice seemed distant.
"I know what you mean, I think like she's being possessed by Moaning Myrtle or something." Ron snickered, drinking his milk.
"Ron," Ginny said glancing at Hermione. "Your so conceded and a really big git! Can't you look at her. She's hurting." Ginny paused as Hermione raised her head and pushed her seat back from the table.
"Ginny," Hermione's voice came out in a whisper. "S-stop.stop talking. I am not in any physical or mental pain. I promise." Her voice dryed out as she stood to leave. Her walk was slow, for she could barely lift her feet. She heard Harry excuse him self from the others and follow her out of the Great Hall. She didn't care what anyone thought, so she leaned into his shoulder when they reached the stairs. "I'm soo tired." Her voice was almost gone as she pressed her forehead into his shoulder. Harry sighed and wrapped one arm around her waist and the other under her knees.
"Since your so exhausted I'll have to carry you up to your room, or to the couches atleast." His voice was soft and smooth. It filled Hermione's ears, her soul, every part over her body. She went numb at his touch, and quickly drifted to sleep as everything about him filled her. Now, she was complete. With her Harry Potter. Harry and Hermione, that's how it should be.
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Hermione had awoken with a start, for should wasn't warm with Harry anymore. She squinted for the fire was bright, and arched her back on the over-comfy couch. She peered over the headrest to see Harry tiptoeing over to the boys dorms.
"Harry." She whispered in a singsong voice getting up. She carefully put her hands around his waist and he turned around. The last of the fire's embers cast a reddish glow against his eyes. His hair had ruffled from the long walk up the stairs, and he looked gorgeous.
"Uh---Hermione, are you feeling okay?" He said loosening her grip on his waist. His eyes were concerned and his cheeks were unusually rosey.
"Harry, where were you, were you outside or were you engaging in a social activity a few minutes ago." Hermione said letting him go and giving a weak laugh. A weak smile spread across his face. 'Where are your glasses?' Hermione thought her eyes burning with hatred or worry, she couldn't really tell. Harry's hand felt his cheeks, where the frame of his glasses would have been.
"Oh, crap. I think I left them in the hall." Harry said pushing past her and makinghis way out there. Hermione rushed to the portrait hole and glared at him.
"Harry, tell me. Or do I do not deserve the truth?" Her voice hardened and got louder.
"Uh---" Harry stuttered forgetting about his glasses, "I was running around with Ron.outside." Hermione was to impatient to wait for his pathetic lies, so she pushed open the portrait and saw Cho outside, pacing back and forth..Harry's glasses in her hand.
"Harry! Great, lets go back to.my.room." Cho slowed her speech as she saw Hermione exit the portrait hole, angry.
"What are you doing here!!!" Hermione screamed shoving Harry out of her way. Cho so proud of what she had accomplished, but shocked at Hermione's angry that she was unable to speak. "Oh, Hermione..I was just telling Harry's lips a secret if you don't mind."
"Hermione, I didn't do anything with her."Harry begged grabbing her wrists. His eyes were soft and set off an 'I'm sorry look' Hermione couldn't put up with his boyishly good looks. She was set off. The only boy she had ever loved was making out with her worst enemy. Her heart bled, she was in so much pain.
"Just don't talk to me Harry."
"Hermione, just listen to me."
"No, No. I won't listen to anything you have to say anymore. Just stay away from me." Hermione gave him one last look in the eyes before retreating to the girls dormitories.
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Hermione opened the door a tiny bit to see if her roommate, Janet McGratie, was in there. She wasn't. Hermione couldn't stand much longer, so she collapsed to the ground and had to crawl to her bed. Her heart was torn out of her chest, and she felt extremely tired. She fell asleep on the floor. To depressed to move any longer.
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A/N: Hey guys! Chapter 3 is finally up! YAY! Let's all clap for me. Any ways enjoys!! I love you all, my beautiful reviewers! LoL enjoy!!!
Your One and Only.
Chapter 3.
"D-dating?" Harry choked on his words. Hermione nodded. She felt terrible.
"Yes, She really loves you Harry. You have to trust me. I'm your best friend." Her eyes started to water more intensely as she held back her tears. 'Say something Harry!' Her mind screamed as Harry sat down.
"So, You gunna---" Ron was cut of by Ginny running into the room.
"Where have you been! McGonagall's freaking out! Get your stuff and HURRY!!!" Ginny's face turned as red as her hair. Hermione looked over at Harry who was staring at his hands.
"Hello! Haven't you heard anything that I've said there's like no carriages left and she's going to give you triple detention if you don't hurry up!!!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione ran about frantically trying to gather their stuff out of every shelf and compartment they knew about. When the train stopped everything had gone everywhere.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In the Great Hall Hermione couldn't eat, her head was pounding from ignoring Harry's warm concerned questions, and from holding back all the tears for what she had done to herself. She pushed her fork through the ham and peas on her plate, and Ron just ignored her. He had said she was conceded.
"Ron," Harry whispered leaning across the table. "I think something's wrong with Hermione, ever since she came back from the toilets." His voice seemed distant.
"I know what you mean, I think like she's being possessed by Moaning Myrtle or something." Ron snickered, drinking his milk.
"Ron," Ginny said glancing at Hermione. "Your so conceded and a really big git! Can't you look at her. She's hurting." Ginny paused as Hermione raised her head and pushed her seat back from the table.
"Ginny," Hermione's voice came out in a whisper. "S-stop.stop talking. I am not in any physical or mental pain. I promise." Her voice dryed out as she stood to leave. Her walk was slow, for she could barely lift her feet. She heard Harry excuse him self from the others and follow her out of the Great Hall. She didn't care what anyone thought, so she leaned into his shoulder when they reached the stairs. "I'm soo tired." Her voice was almost gone as she pressed her forehead into his shoulder. Harry sighed and wrapped one arm around her waist and the other under her knees.
"Since your so exhausted I'll have to carry you up to your room, or to the couches atleast." His voice was soft and smooth. It filled Hermione's ears, her soul, every part over her body. She went numb at his touch, and quickly drifted to sleep as everything about him filled her. Now, she was complete. With her Harry Potter. Harry and Hermione, that's how it should be.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione had awoken with a start, for should wasn't warm with Harry anymore. She squinted for the fire was bright, and arched her back on the over-comfy couch. She peered over the headrest to see Harry tiptoeing over to the boys dorms.
"Harry." She whispered in a singsong voice getting up. She carefully put her hands around his waist and he turned around. The last of the fire's embers cast a reddish glow against his eyes. His hair had ruffled from the long walk up the stairs, and he looked gorgeous.
"Uh---Hermione, are you feeling okay?" He said loosening her grip on his waist. His eyes were concerned and his cheeks were unusually rosey.
"Harry, where were you, were you outside or were you engaging in a social activity a few minutes ago." Hermione said letting him go and giving a weak laugh. A weak smile spread across his face. 'Where are your glasses?' Hermione thought her eyes burning with hatred or worry, she couldn't really tell. Harry's hand felt his cheeks, where the frame of his glasses would have been.
"Oh, crap. I think I left them in the hall." Harry said pushing past her and makinghis way out there. Hermione rushed to the portrait hole and glared at him.
"Harry, tell me. Or do I do not deserve the truth?" Her voice hardened and got louder.
"Uh---" Harry stuttered forgetting about his glasses, "I was running around with Ron.outside." Hermione was to impatient to wait for his pathetic lies, so she pushed open the portrait and saw Cho outside, pacing back and forth..Harry's glasses in her hand.
"Harry! Great, lets go back to.my.room." Cho slowed her speech as she saw Hermione exit the portrait hole, angry.
"What are you doing here!!!" Hermione screamed shoving Harry out of her way. Cho so proud of what she had accomplished, but shocked at Hermione's angry that she was unable to speak. "Oh, Hermione..I was just telling Harry's lips a secret if you don't mind."
"Hermione, I didn't do anything with her."Harry begged grabbing her wrists. His eyes were soft and set off an 'I'm sorry look' Hermione couldn't put up with his boyishly good looks. She was set off. The only boy she had ever loved was making out with her worst enemy. Her heart bled, she was in so much pain.
"Just don't talk to me Harry."
"Hermione, just listen to me."
"No, No. I won't listen to anything you have to say anymore. Just stay away from me." Hermione gave him one last look in the eyes before retreating to the girls dormitories.
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Hermione opened the door a tiny bit to see if her roommate, Janet McGratie, was in there. She wasn't. Hermione couldn't stand much longer, so she collapsed to the ground and had to crawl to her bed. Her heart was torn out of her chest, and she felt extremely tired. She fell asleep on the floor. To depressed to move any longer.
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A/N: Hey guys! Chapter 3 is finally up! YAY! Let's all clap for me. Any ways enjoys!! I love you all, my beautiful reviewers! LoL enjoy!!!
