Beautiful
I could not explain any of the thoughts that were going through my head. I wasn't sure what to do, I mean, I got this makeover in order for Ron to notice me. It seemed to be going well, we were spending a little more time together than we usually did. I knew a letter from Viktor would affect everything in a big way, regardless of what the letter said.
I was so glad that Ron and Harry went down to the Quidditch pitch to practice. If Ron were here right now, he would be going insane. I don't know exactly what Ron's problem is with Viktor. Ron seemed to be... protective. Ginny calls it jealousy. Whatever it is, Ron doesn't like me having anything to do with Viktor, he caused a scene at the Yule Ball, went berserk over a letter in our fifth year.
I looked at Ginny and she knew without me saying anything that I wanted privacy. Ginny went and sat down beside Colin Creevey, watching the chess game he was having with a friend.
I opened the letter.
Dear Hermione
I would have written sooner than this but I have been very busy. Quidditch takes up a fair amount of my time but currently the coach is giving us time off. I have submitted an application for Wickwood Academy. Have you heard of it? I am sure you have, you knew of Durmstrang long before we came to Hogwarts.
Well, if you know of Wickwood, you probably know that it is in London. There are going to be several 'open houses' where you can take tours and meet with professors, I plan on attending them. I have made reservations to stay at The Three Broomsticks. I will arrive on 9 September and be leaving sometime before the end of October. I do not plan to stay there the whole time, just until I can find a place to stay.
I really miss you, Hermione. It seems like forever since I last saw you. I chose to stay in Hogsmeade because it's closer to Hogwarts; do you know when your first Hogsmeade weekend is? I was hoping maybe we could meet somewhere and spend some time together.
Love, Viktor
At that moment, even with all those thoughts rushing through my head, I didn't know what to think. I reread it a few times.
I'm excited, I haven't seen Viktor in a long time and it would be nice to see him again... Disappointed, this could mess up my chances with Ron... Confused, obviously, what am I going to do?
Ginny came back and sat down beside me. "Well, what does it say?" She asked curiously.
"It's Viktor." I said. "He wants to see me." I gave her the letter.
"Well," Ginny said after reading the letter, "I don't see the problem with that."
"What about Ron?" I said, then though to myself 'Smooth, Hermione! What'd you say that for?'
"What about him? Viktor wants to see you, not Ron." Ginny and I started laughing.
I looked up at Viktor, smiling as he led me into the great hall. I smiled myself. The hall was gorgeously decorated and everyone was wearing his or her best dress robes. Viktor led me into the middle of the great hall, all eyes were on us. And that included Ron's.
I said nothing and started walking out of the great hall. I was in an empty corridor and I heard footsteps behind me. "Viktor" I asked: Nothing.
I ran out of the castle and found myself not in the gorgeous periwinkle-blue dress robes , but in a black t-shirt that read 'freedom' and blue jeans. I felt cold.
"Hermione?"
I turned to see not Viktor, but Ron. For some reason, I began to run. He ran after me until we reached the lake. "I don't know why you feel the need to do this." He said to me.
I fell to my knees at the water's edge; the water reflected my face perfectly. I started to cry. Ron knelt down beside me and put his arms around me, I leaned against him and the coldness went away. I looked at my reflection again; it didn't make sense. I was not beautiful. Ron gently put a strand of my hair behind my ear and whispered to me. "You're it."
I opened my eyes, finding myself on the couch in the Gryffindor common room. How did I get down here? I thought. I moved my arm and knocked my book off the couch with a thud.
"What was that" Ron jumped from the armchair, obviously he had been trying not to doze off. "I thought you'd never wake up?"
"What time is it?" I asked tiredly.
Ron took my wrist and looked at my watched. A new pink one Parvati had picked out for me, forcing me to discard my old black one. "It's almost three in the morning, you fell asleep and no one wanted to wake you" I sat up and realized there was a blanket on top of me.
"I brought it down from the boy's dormitory, you looked cold"
"Oh, thanks Ron." I said.
I tried making my hair look a little neater; sleeping on a couch doesn't exactly do wonders for it. My thoughts switched to my dream, what on earth was going on there? Why was I running from Viktor? Ron was in my dream...
"Something wrong"Ron asked.
"No." I replied. "Nothing's wrong."
I folded the blanket. I felt wide awake after my little 'nap'. "Are you going to sleep now? You can have your blanket back."
Ron reached for the blanket. "You aren't going to sleep?" He asked
"I feel wide awake now." I told him.
"Staying up to watch the sunrise, are you?" He smiled and put the blankets back down.
I smiled. Ron said back down in the armchair. My book was on the table in front of the couch, letter from Viktor sticking out of it. As I grabbed the book and made sure the letter was out of sight, a small pop sounded in the room. We both turned our heads
Dobby.
"Friends of Harry Potter!" The elf said happily. "Dobby is very glad to see you."
"Oh no." I said. "I forgot to knit more clothing!"
Ron rolled his eyes. I hit him playfully.
"Dobby has come to do his nightly cleaning." He informed us. "Dobby wonders why you are still awake, house elves are not to be seen."
"Um.." I looked at Ron, he could answer the question, why were we up at three in the morning? Ron shrugged his shoulders and Dobby seemed to take it as a suitable excuse.
"I forgot to tell you. We visited Hagrid after we practiced and he said we could come and take care of our Kiratte anytime." Ron told me. "He said we could get extra marks for it"
"Want to go tomorrow?" I asked.
"Don't you mean today, it's past twelve?"
"That's what I meant."
Dobby tapped me on the shoulder. I jumped. "Sorry, miss, but Dobby wonders if you two need anything."
"No thanks, Dobby." I said.
"Something to drink would be nice." Ron said. I shot Ron a look, as Dobby left.
"What?" He asked. "I'm thirsty."
As I shook my head, Dobby reappeared with another popping noise. He brought two goblets filled with juice.
"Thanks, Dobby." I said, even though I hadn't asked for anything in the first place.
"Yeah, thanks Dobby." Ron said.
I reached into my bag and dug out four sickles, all I could find. I gave them to Dobby, who was a little reluctant to take them. I insisted. After a few minutes, he took the sickles.
Ron looked at me. "He doesn't want your money, Hermione."
"I don't care, Ron. I didn't knit anything this time; I had to give him something!"
Ron took a drink, he was smiling and it seemed he was hiding behind his cup.
I sighed. "What now, Ron?"
He laughed. "I was just thinking..."
"Of?" I asked, I made a quick transfer of Viktor's letter to the inside of my bag.
"You haven't changed a bit."
"You know how I feel about house elves, Ron."
"No, it's just." He stopped. "With your new looks and all, I thought, actually, I was worried you would change too. I was hoping you wouldn't"
I didn't even know what to say to that. I smiled. He was worried about me changing? Was that a good thing? Does that mean he likes me? He is so confusing. I took large gulp of the juice; I was going up after I finished, before this go weird. The goblet refilled itself.
"I don't plan on changing, Ron." I made sure my things were together, all my books were in the bag I brought down.
First, I was running from Viktor? Now I was running from Ron? Hold on, Hermione, I told myself, that was my dream. "I'm feeling tired, Ron. I think I'm going to go up."
"Oh...okay." He said, putting down his goblet.
I walked towards the staircase. I turned around. "For the record, Ron, I hope you don't change either."
Okay, writing late at night is a bad idea. That's how you end up with Kirattes and stupid things for Ron and Hermione to talk about. Anyway, I was made cheerleading captain, and it occurred to me, we need a Quidditch captain.. so, who should it be? please help. All the credit for the hermione's 'dream' goes to ApricotKisses.
I could not explain any of the thoughts that were going through my head. I wasn't sure what to do, I mean, I got this makeover in order for Ron to notice me. It seemed to be going well, we were spending a little more time together than we usually did. I knew a letter from Viktor would affect everything in a big way, regardless of what the letter said.
I was so glad that Ron and Harry went down to the Quidditch pitch to practice. If Ron were here right now, he would be going insane. I don't know exactly what Ron's problem is with Viktor. Ron seemed to be... protective. Ginny calls it jealousy. Whatever it is, Ron doesn't like me having anything to do with Viktor, he caused a scene at the Yule Ball, went berserk over a letter in our fifth year.
I looked at Ginny and she knew without me saying anything that I wanted privacy. Ginny went and sat down beside Colin Creevey, watching the chess game he was having with a friend.
I opened the letter.
Dear Hermione
I would have written sooner than this but I have been very busy. Quidditch takes up a fair amount of my time but currently the coach is giving us time off. I have submitted an application for Wickwood Academy. Have you heard of it? I am sure you have, you knew of Durmstrang long before we came to Hogwarts.
Well, if you know of Wickwood, you probably know that it is in London. There are going to be several 'open houses' where you can take tours and meet with professors, I plan on attending them. I have made reservations to stay at The Three Broomsticks. I will arrive on 9 September and be leaving sometime before the end of October. I do not plan to stay there the whole time, just until I can find a place to stay.
I really miss you, Hermione. It seems like forever since I last saw you. I chose to stay in Hogsmeade because it's closer to Hogwarts; do you know when your first Hogsmeade weekend is? I was hoping maybe we could meet somewhere and spend some time together.
Love, Viktor
At that moment, even with all those thoughts rushing through my head, I didn't know what to think. I reread it a few times.
I'm excited, I haven't seen Viktor in a long time and it would be nice to see him again... Disappointed, this could mess up my chances with Ron... Confused, obviously, what am I going to do?
Ginny came back and sat down beside me. "Well, what does it say?" She asked curiously.
"It's Viktor." I said. "He wants to see me." I gave her the letter.
"Well," Ginny said after reading the letter, "I don't see the problem with that."
"What about Ron?" I said, then though to myself 'Smooth, Hermione! What'd you say that for?'
"What about him? Viktor wants to see you, not Ron." Ginny and I started laughing.
I looked up at Viktor, smiling as he led me into the great hall. I smiled myself. The hall was gorgeously decorated and everyone was wearing his or her best dress robes. Viktor led me into the middle of the great hall, all eyes were on us. And that included Ron's.
I said nothing and started walking out of the great hall. I was in an empty corridor and I heard footsteps behind me. "Viktor" I asked: Nothing.
I ran out of the castle and found myself not in the gorgeous periwinkle-blue dress robes , but in a black t-shirt that read 'freedom' and blue jeans. I felt cold.
"Hermione?"
I turned to see not Viktor, but Ron. For some reason, I began to run. He ran after me until we reached the lake. "I don't know why you feel the need to do this." He said to me.
I fell to my knees at the water's edge; the water reflected my face perfectly. I started to cry. Ron knelt down beside me and put his arms around me, I leaned against him and the coldness went away. I looked at my reflection again; it didn't make sense. I was not beautiful. Ron gently put a strand of my hair behind my ear and whispered to me. "You're it."
I opened my eyes, finding myself on the couch in the Gryffindor common room. How did I get down here? I thought. I moved my arm and knocked my book off the couch with a thud.
"What was that" Ron jumped from the armchair, obviously he had been trying not to doze off. "I thought you'd never wake up?"
"What time is it?" I asked tiredly.
Ron took my wrist and looked at my watched. A new pink one Parvati had picked out for me, forcing me to discard my old black one. "It's almost three in the morning, you fell asleep and no one wanted to wake you" I sat up and realized there was a blanket on top of me.
"I brought it down from the boy's dormitory, you looked cold"
"Oh, thanks Ron." I said.
I tried making my hair look a little neater; sleeping on a couch doesn't exactly do wonders for it. My thoughts switched to my dream, what on earth was going on there? Why was I running from Viktor? Ron was in my dream...
"Something wrong"Ron asked.
"No." I replied. "Nothing's wrong."
I folded the blanket. I felt wide awake after my little 'nap'. "Are you going to sleep now? You can have your blanket back."
Ron reached for the blanket. "You aren't going to sleep?" He asked
"I feel wide awake now." I told him.
"Staying up to watch the sunrise, are you?" He smiled and put the blankets back down.
I smiled. Ron said back down in the armchair. My book was on the table in front of the couch, letter from Viktor sticking out of it. As I grabbed the book and made sure the letter was out of sight, a small pop sounded in the room. We both turned our heads
Dobby.
"Friends of Harry Potter!" The elf said happily. "Dobby is very glad to see you."
"Oh no." I said. "I forgot to knit more clothing!"
Ron rolled his eyes. I hit him playfully.
"Dobby has come to do his nightly cleaning." He informed us. "Dobby wonders why you are still awake, house elves are not to be seen."
"Um.." I looked at Ron, he could answer the question, why were we up at three in the morning? Ron shrugged his shoulders and Dobby seemed to take it as a suitable excuse.
"I forgot to tell you. We visited Hagrid after we practiced and he said we could come and take care of our Kiratte anytime." Ron told me. "He said we could get extra marks for it"
"Want to go tomorrow?" I asked.
"Don't you mean today, it's past twelve?"
"That's what I meant."
Dobby tapped me on the shoulder. I jumped. "Sorry, miss, but Dobby wonders if you two need anything."
"No thanks, Dobby." I said.
"Something to drink would be nice." Ron said. I shot Ron a look, as Dobby left.
"What?" He asked. "I'm thirsty."
As I shook my head, Dobby reappeared with another popping noise. He brought two goblets filled with juice.
"Thanks, Dobby." I said, even though I hadn't asked for anything in the first place.
"Yeah, thanks Dobby." Ron said.
I reached into my bag and dug out four sickles, all I could find. I gave them to Dobby, who was a little reluctant to take them. I insisted. After a few minutes, he took the sickles.
Ron looked at me. "He doesn't want your money, Hermione."
"I don't care, Ron. I didn't knit anything this time; I had to give him something!"
Ron took a drink, he was smiling and it seemed he was hiding behind his cup.
I sighed. "What now, Ron?"
He laughed. "I was just thinking..."
"Of?" I asked, I made a quick transfer of Viktor's letter to the inside of my bag.
"You haven't changed a bit."
"You know how I feel about house elves, Ron."
"No, it's just." He stopped. "With your new looks and all, I thought, actually, I was worried you would change too. I was hoping you wouldn't"
I didn't even know what to say to that. I smiled. He was worried about me changing? Was that a good thing? Does that mean he likes me? He is so confusing. I took large gulp of the juice; I was going up after I finished, before this go weird. The goblet refilled itself.
"I don't plan on changing, Ron." I made sure my things were together, all my books were in the bag I brought down.
First, I was running from Viktor? Now I was running from Ron? Hold on, Hermione, I told myself, that was my dream. "I'm feeling tired, Ron. I think I'm going to go up."
"Oh...okay." He said, putting down his goblet.
I walked towards the staircase. I turned around. "For the record, Ron, I hope you don't change either."
Okay, writing late at night is a bad idea. That's how you end up with Kirattes and stupid things for Ron and Hermione to talk about. Anyway, I was made cheerleading captain, and it occurred to me, we need a Quidditch captain.. so, who should it be? please help. All the credit for the hermione's 'dream' goes to ApricotKisses.