A/N: Hi! I did a little re-writing.I apologize to you readers. I mixed up
the documents on my computer, and gave you the short and boring one. I've
been thinking about my story, woo, I have to find a way to get out of their
first year.I'll sum up their second and third years within a few
chapters.but I can become lengthy. After all, ten chapters and still first
year! This is an alternate chapter to "Stupid Secrets".It made more sense,
and is a tad bit more long...
Disclaimer: All the characters in my story belong to J.K. Rowling
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It had been a few months since Hermione had cried in the girl's bathroom. Hermione remembered quite vividly the memory of crying in the bathroom. What made it worse was that a TROLL came into the bathroom, during the Halloween Feast(she had ending up skipping it because she hadn't stopped crying.). Hermione thought she was going to die for sure, she was just waiting like a trapped mouse for the troll just to take a swipe at her. Then, the best and worst thing happened. She was saved.by Ron Weasley. And, of course, Harry Potter. They had saved her with that stupid levitating spell they'd learned in charms. Hermione had made a mental note to thank Professor Flitwick for teaching her that spell.
Hermione made up a lie on the spot to make sure Ron and Harry didn't get in trouble. She became Harry's friend immediately, he was a rather sweet bloke, but stayed a bit off toward Ron. She was not growing close to him anytime soon. She liked to admire him from a distance though. She loved his goddamn stubbornness Maybe because it rivaled her own stubbornness. Unfortunately, they both did not do their homework. So, she was stuck doing homework with them. They were holding her back..but she liked being held back by them.
Hermione, Ron and Harry were practicing spells in an empty classroom since Ron and Harry were not catching onto their charm work ("Hermione, I'm not exactly doing 'ten points for Gryffindor!' kind of work in Charms." Harry said sarcastically.) Hermione was helping Ron pronounce the spell correctly. Hermione sighed. "Winsardium Leviota!" cried Ron, flicking his wand toward a book sitting on a stool. Ron flicked his wand a second time, when it didn't move. "Winsardium Leviota!" he repeated, flicking the wand again. "Ron, stop, you're going to put an eye out." said Hermione, grabbing his wand. "You're saying it wrong. It's Wingardium Leviosa.." Hermione stared directly into his eyes. "Wingardium Leviosa."Hermione said clearly. Ron stared back into her eyes, his red hair wavering in front of his eyes. "Wingardium Leviousa, "he muttered. "Wingardium.." Hermione could feel Ron's breath on her face now, he was so close.He wasn't muttering the spell anymore. In fact, they had both forgotten the spell. Hermione's stomache felt it was floating, and her arms tingled. She closed her eyes and could feel her face getting red, then.
"Ron, you prat, did you do a Serene Charm?" Harry asked.
Hermione's eyes snapped open. Ron blinked, and stepped away, his hands shoved in the pockets of his robes. He stumbled, and mumbled something about having to feed Scabbers and hurried out of the classroom. Harry looked confused, and walked by Hermione's side. Hermione was looking at the doorway, feeling surprised. "What was up with Ron? His face was all red" Harry said, scratching his forehead. "I don't know, don't know Harry. You know, I need to go to the library, see you back in the common room, okay?"said Hermione carefully. She tried to keep her voice in tact, to keep it from cracking in embarrassment. She walked out of the classroom, feeling the stunned silence burning into her back.
She fled to the bathroom, and splashed some cold water onto her face. It woke her up, the iciness refreshed her and cooled down her face. "I'm not in love with Ron Weasley, I'm not in love with Ron Weasley."Hermione said quickly, getting more nervous by the minute. "I'm not in love, I'm not in love with-" "Ron Weasley?" a voice asked behind her.
Hermione turned around, and came face to face with Lavender Brown, who was leaning against one of the bathroom stall doors. Her eyes looked sad, but she was smiling. "You're not in love with Ron Weasley?" repeated Lavender, taking her hand off the door and walking toward the sink. She walked up, behind Hermione, and placed her hands on her shoulders. They both glanced into the mirror, Hermione's eyes red and Lavender's eyes sad. Hermione laughed uneasily. "You're being ridiculous, Lavender!" said Hermione, laughing. Lavender looked at Hermione in the mirror and leaned into her ear. "Oh..am I?" asked Lavender, her voice soft in Hermione's ear. Hermione's laughing died.
"Do you want to know a secret?" asked Lavender, a tear sliding down Hermione's cheek. Hermione sniffed. "Yes."whispered Hermione. Lavender wiped away the tear on Hermione's cheek. "The secret is." Lavender trailed off.
She took her hands off Hermione's shoulders and walked toward the doorway. She turned around before she exited, staring at Hermione..with pity? "You know the secret. You're in love with Ron Weasley. You haven't told anyone your little secret, not even yourself. You can't even admit it to yourself. You can't ignore love, Hermione." Lavender said, and walked out of the bathroom.
Hermione stared, her eyes feeling hot and strained. She looked into the mirror, and it was all fogged up. She wondered why, and realized the whole time she had been breathing hard. Her heart was pumping fast. That's why her arms were tingly, and she felt nervous and jittery. Her heart was beating fast..over Ron Weasley? Lavender's words loomed in Hermione's head. Lavender was being ridiculous. Oh Am I? Yeah, Lavender was just being weird. Hermione wasn't in love with Ron Weasley. You can't even admit it to yourself. No.NO, SHE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH RON WEASLEY. You can't ignore love, Hermione. SHE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH RON WEASLEY, SHE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH RON WEASLEY, SHE IS -not in love with Ron Weasley? Hermione took a long breath and looked in the mirror. You're in love with Ron Weasley. Hermione started laughing and crying.
"I'm in love with Ron Weasley."
It had been a few months since Hermione had cried in the girl's bathroom. Hermione remembered quite vividly the memory of crying in the bathroom. What made it worse was that a TROLL came into the bathroom, during the Halloween Feast(she had ending up skipping it because she hadn't stopped crying.). Hermione thought she was going to die for sure, she was just waiting like a trapped mouse for the troll just to take a swipe at her. Then, the best and worst thing happened. She was saved.by Ron Weasley. And, of course, Harry Potter. They had saved her with that stupid levitating spell they'd learned in charms. Hermione had made a mental note to thank Professor Flitwick for teaching her that spell.
Hermione made up a lie on the spot to make sure Ron and Harry didn't get in trouble. She became Harry's friend immediately, he was a rather sweet bloke, but stayed a bit off toward Ron. She was not growing close to him anytime soon. She liked to admire him from a distance though. She loved his goddamn stubbornness Maybe because it rivaled her own stubbornness. Unfortunately, they both did not do their homework. So, she was stuck doing homework with them. They were holding her back..but she liked being held back by them.
Hermione, Ron and Harry were practicing spells in an empty classroom since Ron and Harry were not catching onto their charm work ("Hermione, I'm not exactly doing 'ten points for Gryffindor!' kind of work in Charms." Harry said sarcastically.) Hermione was helping Ron pronounce the spell correctly. Hermione sighed. "Winsardium Leviota!" cried Ron, flicking his wand toward a book sitting on a stool. Ron flicked his wand a second time, when it didn't move. "Winsardium Leviota!" he repeated, flicking the wand again. "Ron, stop, you're going to put an eye out." said Hermione, grabbing his wand. "You're saying it wrong. It's Wingardium Leviosa.." Hermione stared directly into his eyes. "Wingardium Leviosa."Hermione said clearly. Ron stared back into her eyes, his red hair wavering in front of his eyes. "Wingardium Leviousa, "he muttered. "Wingardium.." Hermione could feel Ron's breath on her face now, he was so close.He wasn't muttering the spell anymore. In fact, they had both forgotten the spell. Hermione's stomache felt it was floating, and her arms tingled. She closed her eyes and could feel her face getting red, then.
"Ron, you prat, did you do a Serene Charm?" Harry asked.
Hermione's eyes snapped open. Ron blinked, and stepped away, his hands shoved in the pockets of his robes. He stumbled, and mumbled something about having to feed Scabbers and hurried out of the classroom. Harry looked confused, and walked by Hermione's side. Hermione was looking at the doorway, feeling surprised. "What was up with Ron? His face was all red" Harry said, scratching his forehead. "I don't know, don't know Harry. You know, I need to go to the library, see you back in the common room, okay?"said Hermione carefully. She tried to keep her voice in tact, to keep it from cracking in embarrassment. She walked out of the classroom, feeling the stunned silence burning into her back.
She fled to the bathroom, and splashed some cold water onto her face. It woke her up, the iciness refreshed her and cooled down her face. "I'm not in love with Ron Weasley, I'm not in love with Ron Weasley."Hermione said quickly, getting more nervous by the minute. "I'm not in love, I'm not in love with-" "Ron Weasley?" a voice asked behind her.
Hermione turned around, and came face to face with Lavender Brown, who was leaning against one of the bathroom stall doors. Her eyes looked sad, but she was smiling. "You're not in love with Ron Weasley?" repeated Lavender, taking her hand off the door and walking toward the sink. She walked up, behind Hermione, and placed her hands on her shoulders. They both glanced into the mirror, Hermione's eyes red and Lavender's eyes sad. Hermione laughed uneasily. "You're being ridiculous, Lavender!" said Hermione, laughing. Lavender looked at Hermione in the mirror and leaned into her ear. "Oh..am I?" asked Lavender, her voice soft in Hermione's ear. Hermione's laughing died.
"Do you want to know a secret?" asked Lavender, a tear sliding down Hermione's cheek. Hermione sniffed. "Yes."whispered Hermione. Lavender wiped away the tear on Hermione's cheek. "The secret is." Lavender trailed off.
She took her hands off Hermione's shoulders and walked toward the doorway. She turned around before she exited, staring at Hermione..with pity? "You know the secret. You're in love with Ron Weasley. You haven't told anyone your little secret, not even yourself. You can't even admit it to yourself. You can't ignore love, Hermione." Lavender said, and walked out of the bathroom.
Hermione stared, her eyes feeling hot and strained. She looked into the mirror, and it was all fogged up. She wondered why, and realized the whole time she had been breathing hard. Her heart was pumping fast. That's why her arms were tingly, and she felt nervous and jittery. Her heart was beating fast..over Ron Weasley? Lavender's words loomed in Hermione's head. Lavender was being ridiculous. Oh Am I? Yeah, Lavender was just being weird. Hermione wasn't in love with Ron Weasley. You can't even admit it to yourself. No.NO, SHE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH RON WEASLEY. You can't ignore love, Hermione. SHE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH RON WEASLEY, SHE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH RON WEASLEY, SHE IS -not in love with Ron Weasley? Hermione took a long breath and looked in the mirror. You're in love with Ron Weasley. Hermione started laughing and crying.
"I'm in love with Ron Weasley."