Jae: hey everyone! Thanks for all those who reviewed! I'm currently at my Uncle Ron's and Aunt Lavender's house because my mum and dad decided they want to spend Valentine's Day alone together. Where are they now? Who knows? Maybe they're in Hawaii or something.
* Andrew and T.J. comes in *
Andrew: Come on Jae! It's the weekend! Get your pretty face out of the computer and come play Quidditch with T.J. and me!
T.J.: uh-uh. Now way am I playing with her.
Jae: * smirks * why? Scared you might lose again?
* Andrew bursts out laughing, and T.J. smacks him on the head *
Jae: * rolls eyes * okay guys! Here's chapter 3!
Chapter 3: So fed up
Harry:
For two weeks, Harry tried and tried again to persuade Hermione to help her work with the project, but she either ignored him or she tells him to go and ask a girl out just so he has something else to do rather than bother her, but Harry continued on with his mission. What Hermione didn't know was that the more she refuses Harry's help, the more Harry found her irresistibly beautiful.
"Really Harry, I don't understand why you just won't give up on Hermione who has no trouble whatsoever on showing that she despises the mere thought of you," Dean said one day, when Harry came into their dormitory, exhausted from chasing Hermione all around the castle as she constantly threw random things at him to stop him from chasing after her. Harry sighed as he flung himself on his bed.
"We all know Hermione's one gorgeous girl who, mind you, has actual brains," added Draco. "It's not everyday you find a girl that's beautiful with brains, but honestly Harry, why go through all this trouble to get her attention when you can have just about any girl in Hogwarts?" Harry sat up on his bed.
"I never told you guys this, but it all started in second year…" he trailed off, letting the memory wash over him.
Flashback
12-year old Harry Potter was late for his Quidditch practice. He was hastily putting on his Quidditch robes while holding his Nimbus 2000 and running to the Quidditch pitch like there's no tomorrow when he turned to the corner and suddenly smacked hard into another person. Before the person could fall, Harry's reflexes kicked in and grabbed the person before they fell. Once everything settled down, Harry came face-to-face with Hermione Granger. Harry gave her a grin, causing the girl to blush.
"Sorry about that Hermione," he said, picking up her books that fell. If possible, Hermione blushed harder as she helped Harry pick up her books.
"It's okay Harry," she replied. ("Wait a minute, you mean to tell me that Hermione DIDN'T call you Potter?!" "Shut up Weasley!") Once everything was okay, Harry gave Hermione one last grin before running to the Quidditch pitch once again. But before he did, he finally noticed Hermione's red-stained cheeks and momentarily wondered about it before all thoughts fled from his mind except the fact that he was late.
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"Angelina, what does it mean when someone starts blushing around you?" Harry asked once they were done Quidditch practice. 14-year old Angelina Johnson giggled.
"Why? Did someone blush when you were around?" she asked. For some reason, Harry blushed. ("YOU blushed?!" "SOD OFF RON!")
"Sort of," he mumbled. Angelina squealed.
"Oh Harry! Someone fancies you!" she cried out, causing Harry to go even redder.
"So what do you think I should do?" he asked. Angelina shrugged.
"It depends," she replied. "If you like the girl, ask her out. If you don't, then simply brush her off." Harry pondered about this for a moment. Sure, he thought Hermione was pretty, but is he ready to have a girlfriend? He then decided to choose the latter. He gave Angelina a smile.
"Thanks for you help Angelina," he said before entering the boys' locker room. It was later on that he realized that he should've done the former when Hermione walked up to him during breakfast the next day.
"Harry," she said, blushing. Harry thought she looked adorable when she blushed, but it wasn't a good time to think about that now.
"W-would you… like to… to walk me to class?" Hermione stammered. At first, Harry considered it, but he had to stick to his decision. Harry snorted.
"And risk myself to be seen with you? I think I'll pass," he replied. At first, Hermione was too shocked to speak. At once, Harry regretted saying it. He was going to apologize when it happened: Hermione's hand came out of nowhere and slapped him on the face. Hard.
"I HATE YOU HARRY POTTER!" Hermione yelled, her voice echoing to the now silent Great Hall. She then fled, leaving a stunned Harry with a sore cheek.
End of Flashback
"I realized then that what I did was wrong and tried everything I can to get her to talk to me again, but her mind was set. She wanted nothing to do with me. It was during third year that I realized I was in love with her. Knowing this, I tried harder than ever to get her back, but the damage was already done," Harry finished. He looked at Ron, Dean and Draco. Ron's jaw was hanging open while Dean's eyes were wide. Draco looked at him with sympathy.
"How come you never bothered to tell us about this?" asked Dean. Harry shrugged.
"I assumed that you guys would tell me something like 'smart move Potter' or something," he replied. Draco smirked.
"Smart move Potter," he said, ducking just in time as a pillow came sailing towards where his head was.
"Well mate," Ron said after finally getting his jaw off the floor. "I guess all I can say is: good luck." Harry smiled at Ron.
"Thanks Ron," he said. It wasn't long before everyone went to sleep except Harry. He decided that getting himself water would be helpful, so grabbing a robe, he went down to the Common Room to find Hermione sleeping with her head on a book and her hand still holding a quill. Harry could've watched her sleep forever, but he knew she should get some proper sleep. Walking over to her, Harry gently nudged her. Brown eyes slowly opened to meet emerald ones.
"What are you doing at my dorm Potter?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. Harry chuckled.
"You're not at your dorm Hermione," he said. Hermione looked confused at first, until she saw the project that she was working on.
"I completely forgot about this," she said, trying to remember what she was writing before she dozed off. Harry couldn't take seeing her so tired. She was being stubborn and this is where it brought her. Harry has had enough. He took Hermione's quill.
"POTTER! GIVE THAT BACK! COULDN'T YOU SEE I WAS USING IT?" Hermione yelled.
"WELL YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M WORKING ON THE PROJECT NOW, SO IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ARSE TO SLEEP THEN YOU'LL GIVE ME NO CHOICE BUT TO MAKE YOU SLEEP, GOT IT?" Harry yelled back. Hermione's jaw dropped. Never, in all those years that she knew Harry, had she ever heard him yell. Especially since it was her he was yelling at.
Harry watched as Hermione had a battle in her head. Finally, she sighed and went up to her dormitories, but stopped and turned around.
"You better not mess that up Potter, or else I won't hesitate to hex you," she said before going up to the girls' dormitories. Harry continued to watch her until he heard a door closing.
"Wow, she actually listened to me," he muttered. Slowly, a smile crept up his face as he took the parchment that Hermione was writing on.
I guess this won't be so bad at all, Harry thought before continuing what Hermione was doing.
Jae: YAY! CHAPTER 3 IS DONE! Now it is revealed: Why Hermione hates Harry so much! Can you guys predict the future chapters from here? I can! Oh wait, I'm writing this fic. Of course I'll know! =P oh, before I forget, sorry if I didn't put Hermione's POV here. Don't worry, I'll do that on the next chapter.
* Ron comes in *
Ron: Hey Jessica, have you seen your Aunt Lavender?
Jae: I think she went with Aunt Ginny somewhere. Ask Andrew Uncle Ron.
Ron: * smiles * thanks. And why aren't you playing Quidditch with Tyler and him anyway?
Jae: * rolls eyes * because T.J.'s scared I'm going to beat his arse again.
Ron: * chuckles * Oh okay, I see. If Lavender comes back, can you tell him that I went to visit your Uncle Fred and George?
Jae: * smiles * no problem Uncle Ron!
Ron: I'm putting you in charge. I don't trust my son or Tyler. * grins at Jae before leaving the door.
Jae: * smiles mischievously * I'll see you guys later. I have two boys I'd like to play with! Please Review!
* Preview of Next Chapter *
Hermione yawned again. Why was she feeling so light headed? Nevertheless, she kept walking to her Transfiguration class. She just has to get there! But…
Why is the whole place suddenly moving?
Hermione's books fell on the floor as she felt the world disappear. She distinctly heard someone call her name before the world went suddenly black.