Authors Note: First reviewer thank yous! There's not so many this time
coz I have updated faster (claps at herself for such a quick update).
Eizoku - HeHe, sometimes I just don't want my story to be too predictable - thinks about what she just said - everyone's falling for Hermione, hmmmmm predictable?! Right - LoL
Carmel March - ewwwww! I did put an extensive apology at the end of the chapter! I am soooooo sorry for doing that! I update really quick now! One chapter a day - Fudge blows her own trumpet and does a little dance.
Magic Girl2 - ewwww! I have nothing more to say
Lynn - yes I can write the next chapter - here it is - LoL
An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin - what's OC? Hmmmmmm wait wait - imagine was Hermione and Professor Flitwick's children would be like - their teeth would be taller than they were! LoL OOOOOOOO I'm so evil! This ones for Fluffy Man!
Inuyasha-lover601 - ewwwwww! Hmmmmm I seem to be saying that a lot don't I - oh well!
Brie Cheese Eater - EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! LoL thank you! I'm glad you still like the story and are still reviewing for me! Its so encouraging! :)
Bit of a short chapter here, guess it makes up for the last one that was longer! LoL I'm afraid to say that this chapter is a bit angsty, it follows Hermione's train of thought, and has very little action - sorry but I felt I needed to get this bit out of the way. I promise the next chapter will have much much more action! HeHe, Fudge laughs as she knows what's gonna happen and her unsuspecting readers don't! Thank you for reading this far, please bare with me through this chapter, as I just said, its not long, its important to the plot, and what follows will be worth the wait! Keep reviewing, I love reading reviews! Love Fudgexxx
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The Realisation
"I'm sorry Miss Granger, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with you," concluded Madam Pomfrey after a thorough examination.
"But I keep seeing the most bizarre visions," complained Hermione.
"Sometimes, Miss Granger, real life can be more bizarre than anything our imagination can cook up," replied Madam Pomfrey, "and you said yourself, you saw Professor Snape and he confirmed that you have no love potion effecting you. There is nothing more I can do for you, I suggest you go back to lessons and open your eyes to the truth around you."
Hermione didn't know what else to do, so she followed Madam Pomfrey's advice and went back to lessons. Professor Binns didn't even look up from his notes as Hermione entered History Of Magic fifteen minutes late. Eyes followed her progress from the front of the class, to the back where she sat next to Harry and Ron.
Hermione couldn't concentrate on the finer points of the Goblin Wars, and rather than being her usual studious self and making meticulous notes, she spent the whole lesson trying to work out what exactly was going on. She thought back to the first thing that had seemed to go wrong.
"Everything had been fine, right up until, until when? Come on Hermione, you know this one," she thought. "OK, lets try and work backwards then. The last thing that happened was, urgh, Snape," Hermione shuddered has her conscious was reminded of the encounter. "Right so what happened before that? We were out in the grounds and all those people where there. Now where they real or not? They must have been, Madam Pomfrey said there was no way I could be suffering hallucinations. What about before that?" Hermione racked her brain. She vaguely remembered shouting at some boys in the library, but that was after breakfast. She had rushed breakfast that morning to get to the library early. "Malfoy," she muttered. Malfoy had called her sexy. And hadn't Ron asked to go to bed with her the night before?
"Oh God," said Hermione, so loudly that even Professor Binns noticed.
"Did you have a question Miss, err, Miss Grant?"
"No Sir, I was just shocked at the terrible things they did during the Goblin Wars," said Hermione, digging herself out of the hole as fast as she could.
Professor Binns went straight back to reading his notes in his monotonous tone.
"What's the matter Hermione?" said Harry, in a whispered voice.
"Nothing. Its nothing," said Hermione trying her best to convince him.
Suddenly everything made sense. Boys giggling, eyes following her, compliments and come-ons, how she hadn't noticed it before she didn't know. Chiding herself for being so short sighted, Hermione racked her brains trying to think of a solution to this problem. Her brain had never let her down before, so she was hopeful that in time, she would see an answer.
Normally in a situation like this Hermione would want to go to a teacher. The teacher that would be most help with this particular predicament would be Snape. She wasn't going to go and see him in a hurry. She reasoned that she could go and see Madam Pomfrey again, but then this wasn't really a medical crisis was it?
Hermione was rapidly running out of options. She couldn't very well see any other male teacher, for fear of them succumbing to the love potion as well. The next choice would be McGonagall, but would the stern Transfiguration teacher take her seriously? Hermione wasn't sure she wanted to risk it. The last thing she wanted was for her head of house to think she was loosing the plot. She might even take away her prefect badge. No, Hermione concluded, she couldn't go and see McGonagall. There was absolutely nobody else that came to mind. "OK, that counts going to see a teacher about it out. Now what?"
Ginny. Sure she was a good friend but would she believe Hermione? Of course she would, stranger things had happened before at Hogwarts. All she had to do was get Ginny on her own, which was rather difficult these days as crowds of boys usually followed her, and she had a large friendship group. "Surely that wouldn't be a problem," thought Hermione, glad that she had worked out a sensible solution, "and maybe Ginny will be able to give me a few hints on how to handle these, err, admirers."
Eizoku - HeHe, sometimes I just don't want my story to be too predictable - thinks about what she just said - everyone's falling for Hermione, hmmmmm predictable?! Right - LoL
Carmel March - ewwwww! I did put an extensive apology at the end of the chapter! I am soooooo sorry for doing that! I update really quick now! One chapter a day - Fudge blows her own trumpet and does a little dance.
Magic Girl2 - ewwww! I have nothing more to say
Lynn - yes I can write the next chapter - here it is - LoL
An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin - what's OC? Hmmmmmm wait wait - imagine was Hermione and Professor Flitwick's children would be like - their teeth would be taller than they were! LoL OOOOOOOO I'm so evil! This ones for Fluffy Man!
Inuyasha-lover601 - ewwwwww! Hmmmmm I seem to be saying that a lot don't I - oh well!
Brie Cheese Eater - EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! LoL thank you! I'm glad you still like the story and are still reviewing for me! Its so encouraging! :)
Bit of a short chapter here, guess it makes up for the last one that was longer! LoL I'm afraid to say that this chapter is a bit angsty, it follows Hermione's train of thought, and has very little action - sorry but I felt I needed to get this bit out of the way. I promise the next chapter will have much much more action! HeHe, Fudge laughs as she knows what's gonna happen and her unsuspecting readers don't! Thank you for reading this far, please bare with me through this chapter, as I just said, its not long, its important to the plot, and what follows will be worth the wait! Keep reviewing, I love reading reviews! Love Fudgexxx
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The Realisation
"I'm sorry Miss Granger, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with you," concluded Madam Pomfrey after a thorough examination.
"But I keep seeing the most bizarre visions," complained Hermione.
"Sometimes, Miss Granger, real life can be more bizarre than anything our imagination can cook up," replied Madam Pomfrey, "and you said yourself, you saw Professor Snape and he confirmed that you have no love potion effecting you. There is nothing more I can do for you, I suggest you go back to lessons and open your eyes to the truth around you."
Hermione didn't know what else to do, so she followed Madam Pomfrey's advice and went back to lessons. Professor Binns didn't even look up from his notes as Hermione entered History Of Magic fifteen minutes late. Eyes followed her progress from the front of the class, to the back where she sat next to Harry and Ron.
Hermione couldn't concentrate on the finer points of the Goblin Wars, and rather than being her usual studious self and making meticulous notes, she spent the whole lesson trying to work out what exactly was going on. She thought back to the first thing that had seemed to go wrong.
"Everything had been fine, right up until, until when? Come on Hermione, you know this one," she thought. "OK, lets try and work backwards then. The last thing that happened was, urgh, Snape," Hermione shuddered has her conscious was reminded of the encounter. "Right so what happened before that? We were out in the grounds and all those people where there. Now where they real or not? They must have been, Madam Pomfrey said there was no way I could be suffering hallucinations. What about before that?" Hermione racked her brain. She vaguely remembered shouting at some boys in the library, but that was after breakfast. She had rushed breakfast that morning to get to the library early. "Malfoy," she muttered. Malfoy had called her sexy. And hadn't Ron asked to go to bed with her the night before?
"Oh God," said Hermione, so loudly that even Professor Binns noticed.
"Did you have a question Miss, err, Miss Grant?"
"No Sir, I was just shocked at the terrible things they did during the Goblin Wars," said Hermione, digging herself out of the hole as fast as she could.
Professor Binns went straight back to reading his notes in his monotonous tone.
"What's the matter Hermione?" said Harry, in a whispered voice.
"Nothing. Its nothing," said Hermione trying her best to convince him.
Suddenly everything made sense. Boys giggling, eyes following her, compliments and come-ons, how she hadn't noticed it before she didn't know. Chiding herself for being so short sighted, Hermione racked her brains trying to think of a solution to this problem. Her brain had never let her down before, so she was hopeful that in time, she would see an answer.
Normally in a situation like this Hermione would want to go to a teacher. The teacher that would be most help with this particular predicament would be Snape. She wasn't going to go and see him in a hurry. She reasoned that she could go and see Madam Pomfrey again, but then this wasn't really a medical crisis was it?
Hermione was rapidly running out of options. She couldn't very well see any other male teacher, for fear of them succumbing to the love potion as well. The next choice would be McGonagall, but would the stern Transfiguration teacher take her seriously? Hermione wasn't sure she wanted to risk it. The last thing she wanted was for her head of house to think she was loosing the plot. She might even take away her prefect badge. No, Hermione concluded, she couldn't go and see McGonagall. There was absolutely nobody else that came to mind. "OK, that counts going to see a teacher about it out. Now what?"
Ginny. Sure she was a good friend but would she believe Hermione? Of course she would, stranger things had happened before at Hogwarts. All she had to do was get Ginny on her own, which was rather difficult these days as crowds of boys usually followed her, and she had a large friendship group. "Surely that wouldn't be a problem," thought Hermione, glad that she had worked out a sensible solution, "and maybe Ginny will be able to give me a few hints on how to handle these, err, admirers."