Hey hope you like the story so far. Just wanted to clear something up. I know the title came up in the previous chapter, but don't worry the story is no way near over. Guess you could call that a bit of forshadowing... that's all I'll say on that. just want to thank everyone who's reading this and tell you, PLEASE REVIEW! and keep reading! I know it's short right now, but it's only because it's taking me forever to edit the chapters I've written. There's 9 chapters written at the moment, so I am trying to get them on here as fast as possible, while still writing more. Ok, that's enough talk... read!

(Sorry this chapter and the next are really short, they really could of been combined...)

Disclaimer: I don't own this, didn't make up these character, not mine... I wish ::cries::

Chapter 4- A New Hope

Harry and Ron seemed to be avoiding her, afraid she'd blow up at them. Ron was keeping away from her more than Harry. He had even been skipping meals and going through classes silently after finding out she'd liked him all along, just to avoid having to confront her. He always thought she'd like him but now it was out in the open and she knew he knew. The truth was he liked her too, but he really wasn't ready to date. Sure, he'd been curious when Harry told him how it was kissing Cho, but he wasn't ready to date. Especially not with Hermione. Sure, he liked her a lot but she was too… intense for him to handle yet.

Harry finally stopped and talked to her. He seemed to think what she said about Snape was funny, forgetting how she'd almost ruined the Order of the Phoenix by revealing it to all of the Death Eater's sons and daughters, (no doubt Slytherin was full of them) who of course would run and tell their parents right away.

"You have to admit, he deserved every last word!" He said trying to get her to see the funny side. He was right she supposed. Still it would have been awful if the potion didn't wear off right when it did. It was all Snape's fault.

Yet, she was still upset with herself for almost letting it slip. With Ron not talking to her, and Harry staying in a separate common room she became lonelier everyday. She wrote more letters to Krum, but it took so long to get replies since he was so far away. She did get one finally.

Hermione,

My year's been great. Not as good as the year I spent at Hogwarts, but still it's going well. I'd love to see you at a Quidditch match. If you'd like I am sure I could get you tickets, you could bring a friend or a boy. I actually met another girl in the library this year. She reminds me a lot of you. I miss you.

Always,

Viktor

PS: I've been trying to brush up on my English, it's a lot easier to write it rather than speak it!

His letter wasn't as long as the usual ones he wrote. They took him forever to write because he had trouble with English. His Bulgarian accent was rather nice though, even if he still called her "Hermioninny."

She read the note to herself, he'd suggested she meet another boy. He'd met another girl. She was surprised at herself. Was she… jealous? She decided to head for the library to study a bit. It usually made her feel better when she was upset.

"Hermione!" a voice called from behind her in the hallway.

"Lance?" She said turning around.

"Yea, where are you going? Are you ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine… just a bit, er- lonely. Harry and Ron are at a Quidditch practice." she covered quickly using the practice as an excuse. True, they were at a practice, but she doubted she'd be hanging out with them if they weren't. "I was just headed for the library."

"Mind if I join you?" he asked smiling. He was really adorable. His hazel eyes had golden flecks in them, and were glistening as they looked down at her.

"Not at all." she smiled back.

"Great!" he responded cheerfully. They walked to the library together. He walked surprisingly close to her. It was nice. They sat down at the library and she started reading. "Er- Hermione I was doing this report and I'm just really confused. Could you help me?" he asked innocently. She got right up shooting out ideas and hints at him. She helped him finish the paper quickly and he smile at her. She returned to her book and they both read quietly.

"Well, I'm all done." she said closing her book.

"Me too, thanks to you. You must be a genius!" She blushed flattered by his comment. They got up and walked down the hall together. "Yah know, I made the Quidditch team. I'm seeker! It's really great. We've started training and they broom makes it so easy. I've been coming up with all sort of strategies. I even learned this one move the-" she usually hated hearing Harry and Ron yammer on a bout Quidditch but when Lance talked about it, it was cute, "Er- Hermione, we've got this Quidditch game next week, against Slytherin. I know your in Gryffindor, but I was thinking maybe you'd come. Cheer us on. Everyone hates Slytherin, right?" He asked smiling.

"I'd love to! I bet your really great!" She told him. He beamed at her with his twinkling eyes.

"Great, I'll see you around." he ran off leaving her there.

"Yeah… see ya…" she sighed dreamily to herself.

Classes continued as usual. Ron had even finally started talking to her a bit. She convinced him she didn't even like him anymore, told him that she'd met someone else. Which was true, partly. Ron was a little disappointed in a way, but didn't completely buy that she was over him.

She couldn't help thinking about Lance. He was so… different from Ron. Ron was cute, funny, nice, but Lance was mysterious, cool, calm, smart, focused on his studies. That was one thing Ron definitely wasn't focused on, ever.