Authors Note: Well children it is here! So sit back, relax and then
review! I can't tell you the trouble I have had getting this chapter
written, but I will! LoL It all started when my laptop broke down!
ARGHHHHHHH! Fudge is finding it hard enough to live without the wonders of
the Internet in her bedroom, but when her laptop broke down, she was lost!
So anyways, Fudge takes some time out and wants to write some more, but
cant do it coz she has no computer, so, she writes it down on paper (a hard
thing for Fudge to do as she can type faster than she can write and usually
just types stories up straight away), so then she gets a loan of a
flatmates laptop, right whoahoo! So she types up what she wrote down on
paper and then writes some more, Fudge writes loads and loads until the
author inside her is content after weeks of oppression, so then Fudge goes
to save onto disk so she can update the next day. It won't work. Fine,
will leave it for a while it is bound to just be me being silly coz its
late and I have been typing for hours. So Fudge gives the laptop back, and
then goes to get the file onto disk later. It is then that the girl who
lent me the laptop tells me "Oh sorry the floppy disk drive doesn't work,
I'll have to get my dad to look at it." RAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Needless to say
Fudge was annoyed, grrrrrrrrr, but anyways, finally prints it out and then
has to copy it into another computer! So this chapter has been written a
while, but due to circumstances, and silly flatmates with no clue about
computers, it is only now I can post!
Enough moaning! A note about this chapter: I know its not long, but at least its here, and if you have just read my long rant, you will see that it wasn't just as easy as writing the content. Fudge is feeling all loved up and the moment with a fantastic new boyfriend, so watch out for some fluffiness in future chapters. I seem to have broken the block I was suffering since the arrival at uni, and I have decided that taking a break to write is a good thing (not that easy though without my trusty laptop)! I have also just started a screenwriting course so the more writing practise I can get the better! I feel like writing a new story though (don't worry will still continue with this one) so if anyone has any ideas, they would like me to consider then email me (Fudge72AH@hotmail.com). Thank you to all those who have stood by me, all your kind comments have given me the inspiration to write again. Dinka, sorry I didn't email you with the update of this chapter, but silly old Fudge deleted your email address, doh! Please email me; I miss your words of wisdom.
Well guys I will keep you in suspense no longer, here it is. Do you know who it is yet? Hehe!
Take care,
Love Fudgexxx
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Previously on The Love Potion:
She had broken the promise she had made to herself about unmasking him before Christmas Day, but that didn't mean she would be beaten. Slowly she reached up, and prised her fingers round the edge of the mask.
"Hermione NO," said the stranger.
"I need to know," said Hermione, still pulling gently on the mask, which was securely in place. Eventually the mask gave way, and she pulled it slowly away from his face.
Hermione was filled with trepidation and nerves; she was finally about to see her true love for the first time. She was almost too scared to look at him. She gasped.
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The Reaction
As the mask fell away and her mystery man was revealed to her, Hermione was terrified. What is it was some horrible joke? What if it was someone she hated? What if it was Snape?
Her eyes met his. The dark contacts were still there.
"Take them out," she said, her voice barely audible.
"Hermione -" began the stranger.
"Take off all the concealment charms," said Hermione, her voice still soft, yet strangely menacing.
It took the mystery man a while to remove the charms. Hermione was further amazed at the lengths he had gone taken to hide his identity from her, and now that she knew him, she fully appreciated for the first time how hard he must have worked to learn them.
"Well Hermione," he said when he had finished. His voice sounded strange, his usual everyday lilt being associated with the beautiful mystery man.
Hermione surveyed him, drinking him in. It was as thought she was looking at him for the very first time. She remembered back to the first time she ever saw him, on the train on their first trip to Hogwarts. The memory was still vivid in her mind, the feelings still swirling around her. She had liked him then. Until he had decided she was a geek, and he didn't want to have anything to do with her. And then their friendship had blossomed. They had been through so much together. She had always wanted more. She had always secretly hoped he would be her mystery man.
"Hermione?" he said, his eyes scanning her face, searching for a reaction, "why did you want me to remove the charms?"
"Because I want to see you," said Hermione, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
A silence hung in the air between them. He didn't know what to do. Was it the right thing to reveal himself to her? Would she reject him? Should he use the memory charm he had learnt, to erase the knowledge from her forever?
Hermione looked at him. Confusion was written all over his handsome face. She smiled. Then she moved forward and kissed him. The kiss knocked the breath out of him.
"Hermione?" he managed to whisper.
"I love you too silly," she said, a grin spreading widely on her face, as she moved back in for another kiss.
Enough moaning! A note about this chapter: I know its not long, but at least its here, and if you have just read my long rant, you will see that it wasn't just as easy as writing the content. Fudge is feeling all loved up and the moment with a fantastic new boyfriend, so watch out for some fluffiness in future chapters. I seem to have broken the block I was suffering since the arrival at uni, and I have decided that taking a break to write is a good thing (not that easy though without my trusty laptop)! I have also just started a screenwriting course so the more writing practise I can get the better! I feel like writing a new story though (don't worry will still continue with this one) so if anyone has any ideas, they would like me to consider then email me (Fudge72AH@hotmail.com). Thank you to all those who have stood by me, all your kind comments have given me the inspiration to write again. Dinka, sorry I didn't email you with the update of this chapter, but silly old Fudge deleted your email address, doh! Please email me; I miss your words of wisdom.
Well guys I will keep you in suspense no longer, here it is. Do you know who it is yet? Hehe!
Take care,
Love Fudgexxx
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Previously on The Love Potion:
She had broken the promise she had made to herself about unmasking him before Christmas Day, but that didn't mean she would be beaten. Slowly she reached up, and prised her fingers round the edge of the mask.
"Hermione NO," said the stranger.
"I need to know," said Hermione, still pulling gently on the mask, which was securely in place. Eventually the mask gave way, and she pulled it slowly away from his face.
Hermione was filled with trepidation and nerves; she was finally about to see her true love for the first time. She was almost too scared to look at him. She gasped.
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The Reaction
As the mask fell away and her mystery man was revealed to her, Hermione was terrified. What is it was some horrible joke? What if it was someone she hated? What if it was Snape?
Her eyes met his. The dark contacts were still there.
"Take them out," she said, her voice barely audible.
"Hermione -" began the stranger.
"Take off all the concealment charms," said Hermione, her voice still soft, yet strangely menacing.
It took the mystery man a while to remove the charms. Hermione was further amazed at the lengths he had gone taken to hide his identity from her, and now that she knew him, she fully appreciated for the first time how hard he must have worked to learn them.
"Well Hermione," he said when he had finished. His voice sounded strange, his usual everyday lilt being associated with the beautiful mystery man.
Hermione surveyed him, drinking him in. It was as thought she was looking at him for the very first time. She remembered back to the first time she ever saw him, on the train on their first trip to Hogwarts. The memory was still vivid in her mind, the feelings still swirling around her. She had liked him then. Until he had decided she was a geek, and he didn't want to have anything to do with her. And then their friendship had blossomed. They had been through so much together. She had always wanted more. She had always secretly hoped he would be her mystery man.
"Hermione?" he said, his eyes scanning her face, searching for a reaction, "why did you want me to remove the charms?"
"Because I want to see you," said Hermione, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
A silence hung in the air between them. He didn't know what to do. Was it the right thing to reveal himself to her? Would she reject him? Should he use the memory charm he had learnt, to erase the knowledge from her forever?
Hermione looked at him. Confusion was written all over his handsome face. She smiled. Then she moved forward and kissed him. The kiss knocked the breath out of him.
"Hermione?" he managed to whisper.
"I love you too silly," she said, a grin spreading widely on her face, as she moved back in for another kiss.