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To all of my fans, I love u! and to all of those haters, as my brother says: Get Bent! Lol sorry.
Your One and Only.
Chapter 5
The week before the party slowly dragged on. Hermione's stomach became more and more knotted as Friday drew near. Ron and Harry were forcing her to go to this stupid Slytherin party. They both had promised her that they wouldn't be noticed because a lot of people were going to be there. Ron, being the idiot that he was, had told Lavender about it, and she send a rumor-note flying around to gossipy seventh years, so now just about half of Ravenclaw, and a quarter of Gryffindor were going.
"Hermione! Just talk to me! Please." Ron pleaded over dinner. She had gotten so sick of this party that she stopped talking to Ron and Harry all together. Except for when she was to tired to fight with them. Harry's arm was pushing up against hers as she sulked and tried to read her Arithmacy book, but she became too distracted with his concerned glances towards her and Ron throwing bits of potato and peas at her. Harry sighed and leaned on his elbow, opening his mouth to say something, but Hermione cut him off.
"Harry, I know your going to talk about this stupid party and frankly I'd rather be horribly sick than to go to this."
"Well Hermy, if your not gunna go, it won't be----"
"Yah, Hermione," Ron cut him off, ham in his mouth. "It'll be loads of fun and just think of what we can do to Goyle and Crabbe. We could spike their drinks, give em' Fred and George's Canary Creams.." Ron dazed ticking each thing he thought of with his fingers.
Harry turned back to his dinner, drank another sip of pumpkin juice and pushed his chair away from the table. Hermione wanted to know so badly what he was going to say, but didn't bother him with it. She excused herself as well and followed Harry to the Entrance Hall.
"You wanna go outside?" Harry asked suddenly dawdling before the oak doors. Hermione smiled and gave a small laugh.
"Harry, it's raining."
"So it is..hold on." He said quickly and dashed up the marble staircase. 'I hope he doesn't want to do anything rash.' She thought worried. Harry returned quickly with his traveling cloak and Ron's black umbrella.
"You really want to go outside in this weather?" Hermione asked doubtfully.
"Sure why not." He said carefully wrapping his cloak around her shoulders. Hermione could feel herself turn red. Harry then held the door open for her as they crossed over the grounds. Thunder rumbled in the distance and a red flicker of lightening lit up the sky.
"I don't think it's that safe to come out her in a thunderstorm Harry." Hermione shaked and pushed her shoulder into Harry's, letting his arm drape around her shoulders. She looked up at him quickly.
"Y-you looked cold." Harry said to himself, blushing.
They walked over along the coast of the lake and climbed up into their usual beech tree. Hermione shivered and closed her eyes when the thunder boomed above them, Harry squeezed her shoulder. The rain trickled through the branches, the leaves were so large and thick. Hermione nocticed something on one of the branches above their heads.
"Look," She said pointing at the heart. "I wonder who T.M and J.B are." Harry reached up and traced the image. The year was dated back into the 1970's.
"It'd be so weird to write your love for someone, to stay forever, in a tree." Harry sighed and closed his eyes. Hermione looked at his hair falling behind his glasses and tried to resist the urge to raise her hand and stroke it from his eyes. 'He likes CHO, remember?' She told herself inwardly. Sulkily, she pulled Harry's cloak tighter around her shoulders and looked at the pink and gold tracing paths in the clouds.
"Hermione," Harry whispered leaning his head on top of hers.
"Yeah," She said taking his glasses off his face.
"Will you go.for me?"
'Oh great!' Hermione's mind raged. 'The party. The stupid party, why did have to spoil this stupid moment by talking about the party!' Hermione held in a scream.
"Sure, sure I'll go, Harry." She said through clenched teeth. Just as she said that a white-green post of lightening landed in the centre of the lake. Hermione gasped and Harry smiled. The lightning stayed there for another moment and retreated back into the sky with a loud, bone-rattling boom.
"Let's go, be for we get soaked more and shocked as well. I don't like it now that the storms right above us." Harry laughed at Hermione's fright, and his eyes looked worried as they walked back to the castle.
"What's wrong Harry." Hermione asked before they reached the doors. He looked back at the surface of the lake, which seemed to be turning a light shade of green.
"Uh---Nothing. That-That was very beautiful wasn't it?" Harry said scratching his neck and walking back in the school.
"Yeah," Hermione mumbled and followed him into the school.
A/N: hey peeps. I know I havent written in a long time ut Im like grounded(again) and im living off my CD's and sneaking onto the comp in the wee hours of the morning. Anywais, hope u like it. I need ideas on how the confess their love and such. So help me, all my faithful veiwers. I Love You All!!! TEA
Reviewers:
To all of my fans, I love u! and to all of those haters, as my brother says: Get Bent! Lol sorry.
Your One and Only.
Chapter 5
The week before the party slowly dragged on. Hermione's stomach became more and more knotted as Friday drew near. Ron and Harry were forcing her to go to this stupid Slytherin party. They both had promised her that they wouldn't be noticed because a lot of people were going to be there. Ron, being the idiot that he was, had told Lavender about it, and she send a rumor-note flying around to gossipy seventh years, so now just about half of Ravenclaw, and a quarter of Gryffindor were going.
"Hermione! Just talk to me! Please." Ron pleaded over dinner. She had gotten so sick of this party that she stopped talking to Ron and Harry all together. Except for when she was to tired to fight with them. Harry's arm was pushing up against hers as she sulked and tried to read her Arithmacy book, but she became too distracted with his concerned glances towards her and Ron throwing bits of potato and peas at her. Harry sighed and leaned on his elbow, opening his mouth to say something, but Hermione cut him off.
"Harry, I know your going to talk about this stupid party and frankly I'd rather be horribly sick than to go to this."
"Well Hermy, if your not gunna go, it won't be----"
"Yah, Hermione," Ron cut him off, ham in his mouth. "It'll be loads of fun and just think of what we can do to Goyle and Crabbe. We could spike their drinks, give em' Fred and George's Canary Creams.." Ron dazed ticking each thing he thought of with his fingers.
Harry turned back to his dinner, drank another sip of pumpkin juice and pushed his chair away from the table. Hermione wanted to know so badly what he was going to say, but didn't bother him with it. She excused herself as well and followed Harry to the Entrance Hall.
"You wanna go outside?" Harry asked suddenly dawdling before the oak doors. Hermione smiled and gave a small laugh.
"Harry, it's raining."
"So it is..hold on." He said quickly and dashed up the marble staircase. 'I hope he doesn't want to do anything rash.' She thought worried. Harry returned quickly with his traveling cloak and Ron's black umbrella.
"You really want to go outside in this weather?" Hermione asked doubtfully.
"Sure why not." He said carefully wrapping his cloak around her shoulders. Hermione could feel herself turn red. Harry then held the door open for her as they crossed over the grounds. Thunder rumbled in the distance and a red flicker of lightening lit up the sky.
"I don't think it's that safe to come out her in a thunderstorm Harry." Hermione shaked and pushed her shoulder into Harry's, letting his arm drape around her shoulders. She looked up at him quickly.
"Y-you looked cold." Harry said to himself, blushing.
They walked over along the coast of the lake and climbed up into their usual beech tree. Hermione shivered and closed her eyes when the thunder boomed above them, Harry squeezed her shoulder. The rain trickled through the branches, the leaves were so large and thick. Hermione nocticed something on one of the branches above their heads.
"Look," She said pointing at the heart. "I wonder who T.M and J.B are." Harry reached up and traced the image. The year was dated back into the 1970's.
"It'd be so weird to write your love for someone, to stay forever, in a tree." Harry sighed and closed his eyes. Hermione looked at his hair falling behind his glasses and tried to resist the urge to raise her hand and stroke it from his eyes. 'He likes CHO, remember?' She told herself inwardly. Sulkily, she pulled Harry's cloak tighter around her shoulders and looked at the pink and gold tracing paths in the clouds.
"Hermione," Harry whispered leaning his head on top of hers.
"Yeah," She said taking his glasses off his face.
"Will you go.for me?"
'Oh great!' Hermione's mind raged. 'The party. The stupid party, why did have to spoil this stupid moment by talking about the party!' Hermione held in a scream.
"Sure, sure I'll go, Harry." She said through clenched teeth. Just as she said that a white-green post of lightening landed in the centre of the lake. Hermione gasped and Harry smiled. The lightning stayed there for another moment and retreated back into the sky with a loud, bone-rattling boom.
"Let's go, be for we get soaked more and shocked as well. I don't like it now that the storms right above us." Harry laughed at Hermione's fright, and his eyes looked worried as they walked back to the castle.
"What's wrong Harry." Hermione asked before they reached the doors. He looked back at the surface of the lake, which seemed to be turning a light shade of green.
"Uh---Nothing. That-That was very beautiful wasn't it?" Harry said scratching his neck and walking back in the school.
"Yeah," Hermione mumbled and followed him into the school.
A/N: hey peeps. I know I havent written in a long time ut Im like grounded(again) and im living off my CD's and sneaking onto the comp in the wee hours of the morning. Anywais, hope u like it. I need ideas on how the confess their love and such. So help me, all my faithful veiwers. I Love You All!!! TEA
