Disclaimer: HP & Co. belong to JKR. This story and other characters belong
to Dani.
**** Thanks for the editing, Andy!
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Harry woke up the next morning totally dazed and his head hurt. He still remembered last night vividly. Which made him feel worse.
He rubbed his eyes with his right hand. Suddenly, his right hand began to hurt uncontrollably.
He looked at it and saw that he had a wound surrounded by dry and wet blood on his knuckles. Apparently he hurt them while punching the wall. It was dark last night and he couldn't see how bad it was until now.
He looked at Ron's and noticed that he wasn't there. He was alone in the dorm. It was about 20 minutes before his first class of the day, Transfiguration started.
He tried to ignore his knuckles and got dress quickly. It hurt when it touched clothing and held anything, even a quill.
But he had 5 minutes left and had no time to think about it now.
He was a bit weak from hunger because he didn't get to eat last night and he overslept today so he missed breakfast as well.
On the way, he noticed Gabrielle came out of her dormitory.
'Hey! Wait up. I'm gonna be late, too!' she called to him, friendly of course.
'Oh hi! C'mon then.' he told her.' By the way, where were you last night? I didn't see you anywhere.'
She was about to say something when she saw Harry's hand.
'Nevermind me, what happened to you?' she asked as they ran across a row of classrooms.
'Oh, This? I got it from Quidditch yesterday.' he lied.
'As if, I saw you play, you didn't hurt yourself, unless you call your Wronski Feint a failure, you pretty much nailed it.' she said.
He was about to ask her how she saw him and how she knew he did a Wronski Feint when they arrived at the classroom, a minute early.
'Good, everybody's here.' said Professor McGonagall, referring to the two of them.' Mr. Potter, Miss Lupin, please take your seats, I have something important to tell you. An upcoming event, if you will.' she said.
Harry, who's seat was normally next to Hermione, looked for another seat. He noticed Hermione's eyes were still red. He wondered why she didn't fix it with a spell.
He looked around and saw that the only seat left aside from his old one was a seat in between to Gabrielle and Malfoy.
He loathingly went for it when,
'Mr. Potter, may I see your hand?' asked Professor McGonagall.
He held it up and heard some gasps.
'Mr. Potter, please go to the hospital wing immediately. Your hand looks seriously hurt.' she told him.
He hated it but he still went, seeing Gabrielle's weak smile and Hermione's down face.
He headed to the hospital wing and the moment madam Pomfrey saw his knuckles, she literally nearly scolded him.
'What did you do?' she asked, aghast.
'I um.'he began, thinking up good excuses.
'Never mind, I don't want to know.' she said suddenly after seeing his face.
He was glad she didn't ask it again.
His wound was so severe that he couldn't write anything even after Madam Pomfrey put some cure in it. He had to stay in the hospital wing for the day's classes thus missing them.
He wasn't expecting any visitors but thankfully, Ron came.
'Hi Harry, I heard about you and Hermione.' he told him.
'What? How?'
'Well, lots of people saw her crying.'he said.
'Oh.. But that doesn't tell them anything.'
'And Melissa told me.maybe she happened to tell someone else.' he said, feeling a bit shy for having such a girlfriend.
'Well.. I hope it turns out for the best.' he told Ron.
'Me too, Harry. Me too.'
After Ron left, a few minutes later, Gabrielle walked in.
'How're you feeling?' she asked.
'Fine, you didn't have to come up here just to see me.' he said.
'I didn't. I'm sick.' she said, giggling.
'I knew that.I was just joking.'
'Sure you were.'
Madam Pomfrey walked in.
'Ah.. I see you two are still getting along. It's really sweet seeing you two together, after a fight.' she said to both Harry and Gabrielle.
'Um.'began Harry, closely followed by Gabrielle.
'Don't worry, I've known you're both an item for a while now and after last night's argument, it's good to see you're finally back.' said Madam Pomfrey. And with that, left, leaving Harry and Gabrielle stunned.
Gabrielle turn a bit red, which Harry didn't notice. He wanted to tell Madam Pomfrey that she mixed Hermione with Gabrielle.
The day ended and Harry's knuckles still weren't healed. Madam Pomfrey asked him to stay longer, much to his dismay.
But he did find comfort in knowing that Gabrielle was staying as well.
They found Quidditch and what happened in Harry's past interesting subjects.
He was strangely comfortable telling her most of the stuff.he left out him going to the secret village. Amazingly, she knew Sirius was innocent. Her father told her the facts.
'So then after She saw the picture, she got her memory back.' he told her, recalling the events of year 5.
'That's really sweet. You really make a good couple.' she told him.
'Made.We're not together anymore.' he said sadly.
'You mean last night's argument was a break up?'
'More like a clear up.'
She saw Harry's face and decided to change the subject.
'So how did you get in the girls dormitory, anyway?' she asked.
It worked.
'Well my parents left me a silver key that opened any lock. As you know, the Marauders ruled the school grounds and that key, helped them.' he said. 'Why were you crying? If you don't mind me asking.'
'No, I don't mind.Well, it a really long story but I know you'll understand.' she said.
Then, suddenly, her stomach started to feel painful. She held it with her arms.
'What's wrong?' Harry asked, concerned.
Madam Pomfrey came suddenly carrying something. She went to Gabrielle and made her stand up and drink it.
The moment she stood up, Harry saw, through an open window, that the moon was out and full again. Then it hit him.
'Better?' asked Madam Pomfrey. 'I'll give you more if you have trouble.'
'No thanks, I'm okay now.' she said. Then soon, they were alone again as Madam Pomfrey left.
She looked at Harry's face filled with curiosity.
'I guess you've figured it out. But don't worry, I'm okay now. I won't bite.' she told him.
'When did you find out?'
'That I'm a werewolf? The day you saw me crying. I was crying BECAUSE I found out.' she said.
'How?' he asked curiously.
'Well for days I've been having stomach cramps and painful times. Then when I told Dad, he explained to me. He was even shocked himself. I haven't really talked to him that much since.' she said. 'Okay, Now you can go away and hide.' she said sarcastically, knowing how people treat the abnormal.
'Why should I? One of my father's best friends was a werewolf. Besides, I don't care what people are, as long as they have a heart.' he said. 'I also have a house-elf friend, by the way.'
Gabrielle laughed and felt relief spread throughout her body. She now had at least one friend that didn't care she was a beast.
Meanwhile, Hermione was spending more time in her book, "Hidden Talents, by Meredith Shaw" and reading it in the Great Hall.
She also thought of what Professor McGonagall told them after Harry left. To celebrate the 500th anniversary, there was going to be a Wizards only Dance. Although Hermione didn't feel like going, it only made her feel worse.
Suddenly, a boy of around 17, whom she's never talked to, approached her.
'Is this seat taken?' he asked, gesturing to the seat beside her.
'Nope.'
'I see, are you busy?'
'Yes.'
'Are you reading?'
'Yes.'
'Do you want me to leave?'
'Yes.'
'Will you go with me to the Dance?'
'Yes.'
'Okay. Then, I'll hope to see you then.' he said and left. 'And by the way, you can't back out, you said so yourself that you'd come.' he called with a handsome grin.
Hermione didn't know what to do. She didn't feel like going but at the same time, found it funny how the guy, who she never talked to before, asked her to the dance.
After a long discussion, she figured since Harry won't be with her, maybe she should just stop torturing herself and take his advice: go with someone else.
**** Thanks for the editing, Andy!
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Harry woke up the next morning totally dazed and his head hurt. He still remembered last night vividly. Which made him feel worse.
He rubbed his eyes with his right hand. Suddenly, his right hand began to hurt uncontrollably.
He looked at it and saw that he had a wound surrounded by dry and wet blood on his knuckles. Apparently he hurt them while punching the wall. It was dark last night and he couldn't see how bad it was until now.
He looked at Ron's and noticed that he wasn't there. He was alone in the dorm. It was about 20 minutes before his first class of the day, Transfiguration started.
He tried to ignore his knuckles and got dress quickly. It hurt when it touched clothing and held anything, even a quill.
But he had 5 minutes left and had no time to think about it now.
He was a bit weak from hunger because he didn't get to eat last night and he overslept today so he missed breakfast as well.
On the way, he noticed Gabrielle came out of her dormitory.
'Hey! Wait up. I'm gonna be late, too!' she called to him, friendly of course.
'Oh hi! C'mon then.' he told her.' By the way, where were you last night? I didn't see you anywhere.'
She was about to say something when she saw Harry's hand.
'Nevermind me, what happened to you?' she asked as they ran across a row of classrooms.
'Oh, This? I got it from Quidditch yesterday.' he lied.
'As if, I saw you play, you didn't hurt yourself, unless you call your Wronski Feint a failure, you pretty much nailed it.' she said.
He was about to ask her how she saw him and how she knew he did a Wronski Feint when they arrived at the classroom, a minute early.
'Good, everybody's here.' said Professor McGonagall, referring to the two of them.' Mr. Potter, Miss Lupin, please take your seats, I have something important to tell you. An upcoming event, if you will.' she said.
Harry, who's seat was normally next to Hermione, looked for another seat. He noticed Hermione's eyes were still red. He wondered why she didn't fix it with a spell.
He looked around and saw that the only seat left aside from his old one was a seat in between to Gabrielle and Malfoy.
He loathingly went for it when,
'Mr. Potter, may I see your hand?' asked Professor McGonagall.
He held it up and heard some gasps.
'Mr. Potter, please go to the hospital wing immediately. Your hand looks seriously hurt.' she told him.
He hated it but he still went, seeing Gabrielle's weak smile and Hermione's down face.
He headed to the hospital wing and the moment madam Pomfrey saw his knuckles, she literally nearly scolded him.
'What did you do?' she asked, aghast.
'I um.'he began, thinking up good excuses.
'Never mind, I don't want to know.' she said suddenly after seeing his face.
He was glad she didn't ask it again.
His wound was so severe that he couldn't write anything even after Madam Pomfrey put some cure in it. He had to stay in the hospital wing for the day's classes thus missing them.
He wasn't expecting any visitors but thankfully, Ron came.
'Hi Harry, I heard about you and Hermione.' he told him.
'What? How?'
'Well, lots of people saw her crying.'he said.
'Oh.. But that doesn't tell them anything.'
'And Melissa told me.maybe she happened to tell someone else.' he said, feeling a bit shy for having such a girlfriend.
'Well.. I hope it turns out for the best.' he told Ron.
'Me too, Harry. Me too.'
After Ron left, a few minutes later, Gabrielle walked in.
'How're you feeling?' she asked.
'Fine, you didn't have to come up here just to see me.' he said.
'I didn't. I'm sick.' she said, giggling.
'I knew that.I was just joking.'
'Sure you were.'
Madam Pomfrey walked in.
'Ah.. I see you two are still getting along. It's really sweet seeing you two together, after a fight.' she said to both Harry and Gabrielle.
'Um.'began Harry, closely followed by Gabrielle.
'Don't worry, I've known you're both an item for a while now and after last night's argument, it's good to see you're finally back.' said Madam Pomfrey. And with that, left, leaving Harry and Gabrielle stunned.
Gabrielle turn a bit red, which Harry didn't notice. He wanted to tell Madam Pomfrey that she mixed Hermione with Gabrielle.
The day ended and Harry's knuckles still weren't healed. Madam Pomfrey asked him to stay longer, much to his dismay.
But he did find comfort in knowing that Gabrielle was staying as well.
They found Quidditch and what happened in Harry's past interesting subjects.
He was strangely comfortable telling her most of the stuff.he left out him going to the secret village. Amazingly, she knew Sirius was innocent. Her father told her the facts.
'So then after She saw the picture, she got her memory back.' he told her, recalling the events of year 5.
'That's really sweet. You really make a good couple.' she told him.
'Made.We're not together anymore.' he said sadly.
'You mean last night's argument was a break up?'
'More like a clear up.'
She saw Harry's face and decided to change the subject.
'So how did you get in the girls dormitory, anyway?' she asked.
It worked.
'Well my parents left me a silver key that opened any lock. As you know, the Marauders ruled the school grounds and that key, helped them.' he said. 'Why were you crying? If you don't mind me asking.'
'No, I don't mind.Well, it a really long story but I know you'll understand.' she said.
Then, suddenly, her stomach started to feel painful. She held it with her arms.
'What's wrong?' Harry asked, concerned.
Madam Pomfrey came suddenly carrying something. She went to Gabrielle and made her stand up and drink it.
The moment she stood up, Harry saw, through an open window, that the moon was out and full again. Then it hit him.
'Better?' asked Madam Pomfrey. 'I'll give you more if you have trouble.'
'No thanks, I'm okay now.' she said. Then soon, they were alone again as Madam Pomfrey left.
She looked at Harry's face filled with curiosity.
'I guess you've figured it out. But don't worry, I'm okay now. I won't bite.' she told him.
'When did you find out?'
'That I'm a werewolf? The day you saw me crying. I was crying BECAUSE I found out.' she said.
'How?' he asked curiously.
'Well for days I've been having stomach cramps and painful times. Then when I told Dad, he explained to me. He was even shocked himself. I haven't really talked to him that much since.' she said. 'Okay, Now you can go away and hide.' she said sarcastically, knowing how people treat the abnormal.
'Why should I? One of my father's best friends was a werewolf. Besides, I don't care what people are, as long as they have a heart.' he said. 'I also have a house-elf friend, by the way.'
Gabrielle laughed and felt relief spread throughout her body. She now had at least one friend that didn't care she was a beast.
Meanwhile, Hermione was spending more time in her book, "Hidden Talents, by Meredith Shaw" and reading it in the Great Hall.
She also thought of what Professor McGonagall told them after Harry left. To celebrate the 500th anniversary, there was going to be a Wizards only Dance. Although Hermione didn't feel like going, it only made her feel worse.
Suddenly, a boy of around 17, whom she's never talked to, approached her.
'Is this seat taken?' he asked, gesturing to the seat beside her.
'Nope.'
'I see, are you busy?'
'Yes.'
'Are you reading?'
'Yes.'
'Do you want me to leave?'
'Yes.'
'Will you go with me to the Dance?'
'Yes.'
'Okay. Then, I'll hope to see you then.' he said and left. 'And by the way, you can't back out, you said so yourself that you'd come.' he called with a handsome grin.
Hermione didn't know what to do. She didn't feel like going but at the same time, found it funny how the guy, who she never talked to before, asked her to the dance.
After a long discussion, she figured since Harry won't be with her, maybe she should just stop torturing herself and take his advice: go with someone else.