Authors Note: HeHe I think this is a great name for a chapter! I found it
on my thesaurus! LoL It means - belief/guess/idea/theory/possibility so
hopefully it makes sense! LoL neways - the beginning of this chapter was
an arse to write, and I'm not very happy with it, needed to be said I just
don't think it's a very good way of saying it! The second half however
just sort of happened on its own, wrote easily and I hope you like it! I
would have updated this this morning but bloody MSN messenger crashed my
ISP GRRRRR! However I'm not s computer wizz for nothing! Bah!
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The Supposition
Transfiguration passed without a hitch, but at the end of the lesson McGonagall held Hermione back.
"A little word if you please Miss Granger," she said, "run along Mr Potter," she added as Harry made to stay with Hermione.
When the classroom had emptied McGonagall began again, "well Miss Granger, it seems you have caused a bit of a stir," she said kindly.
Hermione nodded sheepishly. There wasn't much you could say to a comment like that.
"I have spoken with Professor Snape, and he agrees that it is possible for the potion to go disastrously wrong, he mentioned something about Mr Longbottom not being top of the class. He said it is very difficult to tell exactly how the potion worked, as we don't know exactly how Mr Longbottom brewed it. Professor Snape is working on the antidote, but it is very complicated, especially as he has only trial and error to find out how Mr Longbottom made the original potion. I am warning you now Miss Granger, it may be a while before we can find an antidote, and we are not even sure if the potion will eventually wear off. I am sorry I cannot deliver more positive news to you."
The Professor looked at the most promising student in the year, she saw the sadness in her eyes, and felt extremely sorry for her. She knew that the repercussions of this potion must have been having an effect on Hermione by now, boys falling for her, girls being jealous.
"How are you coping Miss Granger?" said McGonagall, her voice soft.
"Fine," said Hermione a little too quickly, she had swallowed her pride enough to approach McGonagall in the first place, but she didn't want the Professor to think she wasn't coping.
"I am glad to hear it," said McGonagall, not believing Hermione for a second, but allowing her to have her dignity. "Now, there is a spell I can cast which might help you." Hermione's eyes lit up. "However, there is a possibility it may not work," Hermione sighed, "as we don't know the properties of the potion, the spell which would repel people's emotions towards you, may not work. It may even make things worse. I will leave the decision up to you. You may think about it for as long as you wish. Like I said, I wish I had better news for you."
"What are the chances of it making things worse Professor?" asked Hermione, wanting to know all the facts before she made a decision.
"Well as I keep saying, we have no idea how the potion works, only that it does, so we cannot tell what will or won't work. I am sorry I cannot be more precise," said McGonagall, truthfully sorry.
"How could it make things worse?" said Hermione.
"Well instead of repelling the emotions people feel for you, it will make them stronger. So I'm sure you would like to think about this seriously, on the one hand it could make things better, on the other it could make them twice as bad," explained the Professor.
"Thank you," said Hermione, "I will have a think about it."
Hermione couldn't hold her concentration through the rest of the classes that afternoon. Between what McGonagall had told her, and how she felt about Ron, she had a lot to think about.
Thinking about what had happened with Ron made Hermione feel very uneasy. She knew he had only been acting that way because of the potion, but his tenderness had been real, well she was pretty sure it had been real. Ron had acted that way because of the potion, but why had she allowed him to kiss her? Why had she kissed back? Hermione was sure of one thing: she did love Ron. But it had always been a brotherly kind of love, what was it now? Hermione was confused beyond hope. The potion had done one thing though; given Ron the ability to hug and say what he wanted without being shy and embarrassed, and it was this that had calmed Hermione down in the first place. She had felt safe and reassured in his arms. But that didn't mean she was in love with him did it? No decided Hermione, it was only because when we feel insecure the thing we all need is a hug. It's a maternal thing.
Hermione was relived for once that classes were over. She went to the Great Hall with Harry and Ron, and ate in silence. When she had finished, she excused herself, saying she needed to get some work done in the library. In truth, she just wanted to be alone.
Hermione settled herself into the corner farthest from the door. She got a Hogwarts: A History, and opened it at a random page, it served as a good barrier between her and the rest of the world.
Hermione wasn't sure how long she had been there; she had been trying to work out what McGonagall had said to her, and what it all meant.
Harry entered the library, quickly glancing around. The library was fairly empty, considering the lateness of the hour. He completely missed Hermione on first inspection. On the second look around, he noticed a copy of Hogwarts: A History propped open, and a few frizzy curls emerging around the edges. He smiled, it could only be Hermione.
"Hermione? Is everything OK?" he asked tenderly, he was concerned about his friend, since she had told him about the potion, he realised how much trouble it must have caused her.
"Hi Harry," said Hermione, her voice was distant and she sounded tired.
"Ron told me how upset you were after the Malfoy thing today. Sorry I didn't get to talk to you too, I had to calm Hagrid down," said Harry.
"It's OK," said Hermione, all she could think was, "so Ron didn't mention the kiss then," then she added, "is Hagrid ok? I felt bad about turning him down like that, but well," her voice trailed off.
"He's fine, he didn't take what you said the wrong way. It was Malfoy who upset him. He's such a scumbag," said Harry the words burning with hate.
Hermione nodded. There was an ominous silence that hung in the air. Hermione didn't really know what to say to Harry, things seemed awkward since the potion had affected him.
"Look Hermione, if you ever need to talk, well I'm always here. You're such a good friend to me, I hope I can be the same to you," said Harry sincerely.
"Thanks Harry," replied Hermione in what she hoped was a grateful voice.
Harry looked at his friend; his mind was in turmoil with all kinds of strange feelings running through it. He wanted to comfort Hermione, he liked her vulnerability. He looked into her brown eyes for a long time, trying to judge how she was feeling. Her eyes were glazed, as if she was miles away from her current position, she didn't seem to be focussing on Harry at all.
Harry decided to take advantage of this and placed a quick peck on her lips. It did the trick in bringing her back to the current situation, but not in the way the love struck Harry had hoped it would. Ideally she would have fallen lovingly into his arms and asked him to tell her it would be alright, and then they would kiss. Naturally things never work out as you plan, especially if you are under the influence of a love potion. Hermione shrieked.
"No! Harry what are you doing?" said Hermione, shocked and disgusted that her 'friend' had acted in such a way, he even knew why he was acting that way, and if he had thought about it enough he would have realised his feelings for Hermione were only present because of the love potion.
"Oh Hermione! I'm sorry," said Harry, being brought back to his senses by her shriek, "you just looked so, err vulnerable, I just wanted to tell you it was OK."
"All you had to do was say, "don't worry Hermione its going to be OK," you didn't have to do that!" complained Hermione, as if she didn't have enough to deal with now here was Harry making the situation worse. "I know you can't help it," she sighed, reading the expression on his face. "You just have to understand it's hard enough without my friends turning round and kissing me."
"OK," said Harry, giving in, "I am sorry, I didn't intend to do that, its just you look so adorable when you don't know what to do. Come on we better get back to the common room, its really late."
Hermione checked her watch, Harry was right, she hadn't realised how long she had been sitting there contemplating the world. She slowly made her way back to the common room with Harry by her side.
HeHe Thanks again for all my LOVEY reviewers! You are the reason I update so frequently; you make me want to write more just to keep you happy! LoL
Eizoku - I'm always up for a bit of awkwardness, its what makes it so funny! LoL
An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin - hehe! I'm no fool coz I'm updating!
Saffire Shadow - Hehe, thanks Saff, and thanks for your reviews for my other story.
Plastraa - ah, who will it be? Fudge laughs mysteriously.
Goody - really? You think that? Interesting, very interesting, Fudge laughs mysteriously again. Me not give nothing away!
The Elfin Child - see comment made to Goody. Mwahahaha!
ChibiSakura-chan - on with the fluffiness in this chappie I hope :)
Carmel March - thank you I'm glad I can make you happy!
Arrow-card - whatcha smiling at?! Hehe
Unhealthily-Obsessed - thank you!
Someone28 - here is me updating, again! LoL
Singingvalentine - dingbat! LoL Bambi eyes or not I will keep updating! HeHe! See comment made to Goody!
Dinka - I think your sole purpose in life is to drive me crazy trying to work out what you're going on about! LoL Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease tell me! Puppy dog eyes! I'm guessing you're a Hermione and Ron shipper, am I write? Or completely off the mark?
Da baddest chic - I will keep writing! Thanks for your review!
Nurgon - it means a lot that you just took the time to say you liked it, thanks :)
BabyJJ - I am writing more, promise! LoL Isn't Ron just a sweety pie?
Keep it cool, keep reviewing, read my other story!
Love Fudgexxx
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The Supposition
Transfiguration passed without a hitch, but at the end of the lesson McGonagall held Hermione back.
"A little word if you please Miss Granger," she said, "run along Mr Potter," she added as Harry made to stay with Hermione.
When the classroom had emptied McGonagall began again, "well Miss Granger, it seems you have caused a bit of a stir," she said kindly.
Hermione nodded sheepishly. There wasn't much you could say to a comment like that.
"I have spoken with Professor Snape, and he agrees that it is possible for the potion to go disastrously wrong, he mentioned something about Mr Longbottom not being top of the class. He said it is very difficult to tell exactly how the potion worked, as we don't know exactly how Mr Longbottom brewed it. Professor Snape is working on the antidote, but it is very complicated, especially as he has only trial and error to find out how Mr Longbottom made the original potion. I am warning you now Miss Granger, it may be a while before we can find an antidote, and we are not even sure if the potion will eventually wear off. I am sorry I cannot deliver more positive news to you."
The Professor looked at the most promising student in the year, she saw the sadness in her eyes, and felt extremely sorry for her. She knew that the repercussions of this potion must have been having an effect on Hermione by now, boys falling for her, girls being jealous.
"How are you coping Miss Granger?" said McGonagall, her voice soft.
"Fine," said Hermione a little too quickly, she had swallowed her pride enough to approach McGonagall in the first place, but she didn't want the Professor to think she wasn't coping.
"I am glad to hear it," said McGonagall, not believing Hermione for a second, but allowing her to have her dignity. "Now, there is a spell I can cast which might help you." Hermione's eyes lit up. "However, there is a possibility it may not work," Hermione sighed, "as we don't know the properties of the potion, the spell which would repel people's emotions towards you, may not work. It may even make things worse. I will leave the decision up to you. You may think about it for as long as you wish. Like I said, I wish I had better news for you."
"What are the chances of it making things worse Professor?" asked Hermione, wanting to know all the facts before she made a decision.
"Well as I keep saying, we have no idea how the potion works, only that it does, so we cannot tell what will or won't work. I am sorry I cannot be more precise," said McGonagall, truthfully sorry.
"How could it make things worse?" said Hermione.
"Well instead of repelling the emotions people feel for you, it will make them stronger. So I'm sure you would like to think about this seriously, on the one hand it could make things better, on the other it could make them twice as bad," explained the Professor.
"Thank you," said Hermione, "I will have a think about it."
Hermione couldn't hold her concentration through the rest of the classes that afternoon. Between what McGonagall had told her, and how she felt about Ron, she had a lot to think about.
Thinking about what had happened with Ron made Hermione feel very uneasy. She knew he had only been acting that way because of the potion, but his tenderness had been real, well she was pretty sure it had been real. Ron had acted that way because of the potion, but why had she allowed him to kiss her? Why had she kissed back? Hermione was sure of one thing: she did love Ron. But it had always been a brotherly kind of love, what was it now? Hermione was confused beyond hope. The potion had done one thing though; given Ron the ability to hug and say what he wanted without being shy and embarrassed, and it was this that had calmed Hermione down in the first place. She had felt safe and reassured in his arms. But that didn't mean she was in love with him did it? No decided Hermione, it was only because when we feel insecure the thing we all need is a hug. It's a maternal thing.
Hermione was relived for once that classes were over. She went to the Great Hall with Harry and Ron, and ate in silence. When she had finished, she excused herself, saying she needed to get some work done in the library. In truth, she just wanted to be alone.
Hermione settled herself into the corner farthest from the door. She got a Hogwarts: A History, and opened it at a random page, it served as a good barrier between her and the rest of the world.
Hermione wasn't sure how long she had been there; she had been trying to work out what McGonagall had said to her, and what it all meant.
Harry entered the library, quickly glancing around. The library was fairly empty, considering the lateness of the hour. He completely missed Hermione on first inspection. On the second look around, he noticed a copy of Hogwarts: A History propped open, and a few frizzy curls emerging around the edges. He smiled, it could only be Hermione.
"Hermione? Is everything OK?" he asked tenderly, he was concerned about his friend, since she had told him about the potion, he realised how much trouble it must have caused her.
"Hi Harry," said Hermione, her voice was distant and she sounded tired.
"Ron told me how upset you were after the Malfoy thing today. Sorry I didn't get to talk to you too, I had to calm Hagrid down," said Harry.
"It's OK," said Hermione, all she could think was, "so Ron didn't mention the kiss then," then she added, "is Hagrid ok? I felt bad about turning him down like that, but well," her voice trailed off.
"He's fine, he didn't take what you said the wrong way. It was Malfoy who upset him. He's such a scumbag," said Harry the words burning with hate.
Hermione nodded. There was an ominous silence that hung in the air. Hermione didn't really know what to say to Harry, things seemed awkward since the potion had affected him.
"Look Hermione, if you ever need to talk, well I'm always here. You're such a good friend to me, I hope I can be the same to you," said Harry sincerely.
"Thanks Harry," replied Hermione in what she hoped was a grateful voice.
Harry looked at his friend; his mind was in turmoil with all kinds of strange feelings running through it. He wanted to comfort Hermione, he liked her vulnerability. He looked into her brown eyes for a long time, trying to judge how she was feeling. Her eyes were glazed, as if she was miles away from her current position, she didn't seem to be focussing on Harry at all.
Harry decided to take advantage of this and placed a quick peck on her lips. It did the trick in bringing her back to the current situation, but not in the way the love struck Harry had hoped it would. Ideally she would have fallen lovingly into his arms and asked him to tell her it would be alright, and then they would kiss. Naturally things never work out as you plan, especially if you are under the influence of a love potion. Hermione shrieked.
"No! Harry what are you doing?" said Hermione, shocked and disgusted that her 'friend' had acted in such a way, he even knew why he was acting that way, and if he had thought about it enough he would have realised his feelings for Hermione were only present because of the love potion.
"Oh Hermione! I'm sorry," said Harry, being brought back to his senses by her shriek, "you just looked so, err vulnerable, I just wanted to tell you it was OK."
"All you had to do was say, "don't worry Hermione its going to be OK," you didn't have to do that!" complained Hermione, as if she didn't have enough to deal with now here was Harry making the situation worse. "I know you can't help it," she sighed, reading the expression on his face. "You just have to understand it's hard enough without my friends turning round and kissing me."
"OK," said Harry, giving in, "I am sorry, I didn't intend to do that, its just you look so adorable when you don't know what to do. Come on we better get back to the common room, its really late."
Hermione checked her watch, Harry was right, she hadn't realised how long she had been sitting there contemplating the world. She slowly made her way back to the common room with Harry by her side.