Chapter 11
Quidditch
It had been a week since Quidditch practices started and Harry was terribly out of shape. Because of his unhealthy decisions over the summer, his body had lost any muscle mass it used to have. He was lanky and week now, not to mention his eye sight was suffering from lack of sleep. But Harry had been suffering from that for more than just a summer.
Since Cedric died in his 4th year during the tournament, Harry's nightmares were a constant roller coaster ride. The kind that made your stomach fall out and you body feel like it was turned inside out. He saw Cedric, Cho, Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Ginny in all his nightmares. All drowning in a pool of red ooze, the same color as blood. They all cried out to him but he stood frozen in the place of Voldemorts shadow looking upon them with a smile on his face, and gleaming red eyes.
But Alicia( Team Captain second year in a row) had fixed Harry's problem hopefully with work out plans before he went to bed and after he awoke in the morning. They also set up a schedule where Harry would attend classes in Hogsmeade for defense. Alicia set it tones the body, while Hermione and Ron both said it would be a good Idea anyways for other obvious reasons.
While sitting in the great hall for their last meal of the day Harry told everyone about his classes in Hogsmeade, not being able to believe he was being sent to take self defense classes.
"You mean they actually give muggle classes like those in Hogsmeade?" Luna asked as she dug her fork into her pork chops.
"Well in case you didn't know," Hermione added, "Self Defense is a major advance in magic, whether its not highly thought of."
Ron stared at Hermione with admiration while she spoke so confidently. His eyes roamed all over her face until he seemed to have found his gaze lost in Hermione's lips. He bent his head down and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
Harry swallowed the lump in his throat and wiped his face with the orange clothe. He stood abruptly from the bench and quickly exited the Great Hall. Ron stood to go after him but Hermione rested her hand on his shoulder and stood herself, briefly kissing him on the lips before she went after Harry.
Harry on the other hand had already reached the Gryffindor common room. He shoved the door to the boys dormitories open and slowly made his way up to his dorm room, where he removed his robes and sat on his bed, resting his head in his hands. Taking off his glasses he rubbed his eyes roughly feeling the lost hours of sleep come back to haunt him.
Just as he was unbuttoning his shirt to go to bed, he remembered he'd left his bag in the common room. He groaned as he reluctantly buttoned his shirt back up. After un tucking it he walked out the dorm and made his way to the Common Room. Once he got there he looked for his bag but found it no where. Scratching his head confused he spun around in search for it. Remembering vaguely that he had left it right beside the chair.
"Looking for something?" a voice summoned from in the shadows of the darkening common room.
Harry spun around and squinted to see the person lurking in the shadows. Hermione came out from behind the darkness of the room, holding his brown bag in hand. She smiled softly towards him as he walked up to her and grabbed his bag from her.
"Thanks." he spoke quickly. He turned his back and started to walk back to the boy's dorms when Hermione called out to him.
He turned around and smiled forcefully. "Yes Hermione?"
"Are you okay with Ron and I?" she asked as she pulled at her fingers uncomfortably taking steps closer to Harry.
"Yeah, of course I am." he lied.
"Well I get the distinct feeling that your not." Hermione stated. She looked up at Harry and bit her lip, looking in his eyes desperately.
"Trust me . I'm fine Hermione. You make a great couple. Really. I mean," he paused, "I knew it all along. Ron's fancied you since first year."
Hermione's eyes sparkled, "Did he really?" she asked in a hushed tone.
"Sure did, talked about you constantly." he forced out feeling his chest break from the force he was putting upong himself to speak those words.
"Oh." smiled. Covering her face she laughed aloud, "I never knew."
"Well that was his intensions. I have to go to bed though, So I'll speak with you and Ron in the morning. We'll have to do something tomorrow after my classes in Hogsmeade together." he said quickly as he jogged to his dorm.
Hermione stood behind waving goodnight to him. She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, as she fell back onto the large sofa and giggled wildly with the new information she had been fed with by Harry.
Harry on the other hand was limp against the wall beside his bed looking at the heater in the center of the room, hating how he was feeling, and hating that he felt guilty for feeling it. He hated, truly hated being a teenager.
He finally decided as he heard everyone filing in through the common room door to get some rest before his class in Hogsmeade. He pulled of his uniform and pulled on a pair of cotton draw string pajama bottoms and sat down on the bed. He closed his eyes and wiped it clean of Hermione, Ron, and all his other problems. He stared directly at the stone floor of the dormitory and simply stared, thinking nothing. He just felt the chill of the cold stone palls against his bare side and face, and listened to the laughter of the Gryffindor students roaming about the tower, and went to bed.
The next morning he woke up along with the rest of the students and dressed quickly in a pair of blue jean, plain gray t-shirt with a black v- neck sweater pulled over for warmth during his carriage ride to Hogsmeade.
Ron was tying his shoes while sitting on top of his trunk as Harry scurried to his trunk beside him and pulled out a pari of black sweats and threw them in a gym bag. Ron stared at him while he finally finished tying his hoe.
"So are you nervous about this class?" Ron asked as he walked over to Harry's un made bed and sat on it. Watching Harry run back and forth from his trunk to his duffle bag.
"No not nervous." Harry shook his head as he smiled, "I'm not nervous at all. I mean I did give you a nice bump on the head didn't I?"
Ron chuckled, "Yeah you sure did." He rubbed his head at the exact place where he'd hit his head on the rock remembering the pain he felt when he woke up the morning after. "But I think the big rock in the ground did most of the work for you."
Harry grinned slightly as he zipped up his bag and swung it over his shoulder.
"You sure you don't want Hermione and I to come with you?" Ron asked.
Harry shook his head for a second time, "No, no. I know me, and you two would just be a huge lovey dovey distraction."
Ron looked up at him with his mouth ajar, and laughter in his eyes. He laughed slightly without knowing and stood from Harry's bedside walking to the center of the room grabbing his robe.
"Ill meet you at the carriages. Hermione and I would like you to join us." Ron said as he began to walk towards to dorm room door.
Harry nodded slightly with a slight smile on his face that slowly faded when Ron left the dorm room. Harry felt his stomach fall onto the stone cold floor beneath him and his chest tighten in pain. It was a weak thud in his chest, but it was just enough to keep him from breathing.
Once Harry had gotten to the front of the school Hermione and Ron were already sitting in their carriage, touching each others faces and whispering in each others ears. Harry grimaced at the sight, no longer feeling terrible, but sick to his stomach. Luna Lovegod who had seen him from her carriage, leapt down and jogged over to him. She smiled at him and shoved her cd player in his hands.
"I think that you'll be needing this more than I will for this carriage ride." she said sadly as she let go of the Cd player that laid in his hands now. He smiled at her thankfully as she walked away backwards mouthing good luck.
Harry didn't need any luck. He just needed a barf bag.
It had been a week since Quidditch practices started and Harry was terribly out of shape. Because of his unhealthy decisions over the summer, his body had lost any muscle mass it used to have. He was lanky and week now, not to mention his eye sight was suffering from lack of sleep. But Harry had been suffering from that for more than just a summer.
Since Cedric died in his 4th year during the tournament, Harry's nightmares were a constant roller coaster ride. The kind that made your stomach fall out and you body feel like it was turned inside out. He saw Cedric, Cho, Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Ginny in all his nightmares. All drowning in a pool of red ooze, the same color as blood. They all cried out to him but he stood frozen in the place of Voldemorts shadow looking upon them with a smile on his face, and gleaming red eyes.
But Alicia( Team Captain second year in a row) had fixed Harry's problem hopefully with work out plans before he went to bed and after he awoke in the morning. They also set up a schedule where Harry would attend classes in Hogsmeade for defense. Alicia set it tones the body, while Hermione and Ron both said it would be a good Idea anyways for other obvious reasons.
While sitting in the great hall for their last meal of the day Harry told everyone about his classes in Hogsmeade, not being able to believe he was being sent to take self defense classes.
"You mean they actually give muggle classes like those in Hogsmeade?" Luna asked as she dug her fork into her pork chops.
"Well in case you didn't know," Hermione added, "Self Defense is a major advance in magic, whether its not highly thought of."
Ron stared at Hermione with admiration while she spoke so confidently. His eyes roamed all over her face until he seemed to have found his gaze lost in Hermione's lips. He bent his head down and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
Harry swallowed the lump in his throat and wiped his face with the orange clothe. He stood abruptly from the bench and quickly exited the Great Hall. Ron stood to go after him but Hermione rested her hand on his shoulder and stood herself, briefly kissing him on the lips before she went after Harry.
Harry on the other hand had already reached the Gryffindor common room. He shoved the door to the boys dormitories open and slowly made his way up to his dorm room, where he removed his robes and sat on his bed, resting his head in his hands. Taking off his glasses he rubbed his eyes roughly feeling the lost hours of sleep come back to haunt him.
Just as he was unbuttoning his shirt to go to bed, he remembered he'd left his bag in the common room. He groaned as he reluctantly buttoned his shirt back up. After un tucking it he walked out the dorm and made his way to the Common Room. Once he got there he looked for his bag but found it no where. Scratching his head confused he spun around in search for it. Remembering vaguely that he had left it right beside the chair.
"Looking for something?" a voice summoned from in the shadows of the darkening common room.
Harry spun around and squinted to see the person lurking in the shadows. Hermione came out from behind the darkness of the room, holding his brown bag in hand. She smiled softly towards him as he walked up to her and grabbed his bag from her.
"Thanks." he spoke quickly. He turned his back and started to walk back to the boy's dorms when Hermione called out to him.
He turned around and smiled forcefully. "Yes Hermione?"
"Are you okay with Ron and I?" she asked as she pulled at her fingers uncomfortably taking steps closer to Harry.
"Yeah, of course I am." he lied.
"Well I get the distinct feeling that your not." Hermione stated. She looked up at Harry and bit her lip, looking in his eyes desperately.
"Trust me . I'm fine Hermione. You make a great couple. Really. I mean," he paused, "I knew it all along. Ron's fancied you since first year."
Hermione's eyes sparkled, "Did he really?" she asked in a hushed tone.
"Sure did, talked about you constantly." he forced out feeling his chest break from the force he was putting upong himself to speak those words.
"Oh." smiled. Covering her face she laughed aloud, "I never knew."
"Well that was his intensions. I have to go to bed though, So I'll speak with you and Ron in the morning. We'll have to do something tomorrow after my classes in Hogsmeade together." he said quickly as he jogged to his dorm.
Hermione stood behind waving goodnight to him. She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, as she fell back onto the large sofa and giggled wildly with the new information she had been fed with by Harry.
Harry on the other hand was limp against the wall beside his bed looking at the heater in the center of the room, hating how he was feeling, and hating that he felt guilty for feeling it. He hated, truly hated being a teenager.
He finally decided as he heard everyone filing in through the common room door to get some rest before his class in Hogsmeade. He pulled of his uniform and pulled on a pair of cotton draw string pajama bottoms and sat down on the bed. He closed his eyes and wiped it clean of Hermione, Ron, and all his other problems. He stared directly at the stone floor of the dormitory and simply stared, thinking nothing. He just felt the chill of the cold stone palls against his bare side and face, and listened to the laughter of the Gryffindor students roaming about the tower, and went to bed.
The next morning he woke up along with the rest of the students and dressed quickly in a pair of blue jean, plain gray t-shirt with a black v- neck sweater pulled over for warmth during his carriage ride to Hogsmeade.
Ron was tying his shoes while sitting on top of his trunk as Harry scurried to his trunk beside him and pulled out a pari of black sweats and threw them in a gym bag. Ron stared at him while he finally finished tying his hoe.
"So are you nervous about this class?" Ron asked as he walked over to Harry's un made bed and sat on it. Watching Harry run back and forth from his trunk to his duffle bag.
"No not nervous." Harry shook his head as he smiled, "I'm not nervous at all. I mean I did give you a nice bump on the head didn't I?"
Ron chuckled, "Yeah you sure did." He rubbed his head at the exact place where he'd hit his head on the rock remembering the pain he felt when he woke up the morning after. "But I think the big rock in the ground did most of the work for you."
Harry grinned slightly as he zipped up his bag and swung it over his shoulder.
"You sure you don't want Hermione and I to come with you?" Ron asked.
Harry shook his head for a second time, "No, no. I know me, and you two would just be a huge lovey dovey distraction."
Ron looked up at him with his mouth ajar, and laughter in his eyes. He laughed slightly without knowing and stood from Harry's bedside walking to the center of the room grabbing his robe.
"Ill meet you at the carriages. Hermione and I would like you to join us." Ron said as he began to walk towards to dorm room door.
Harry nodded slightly with a slight smile on his face that slowly faded when Ron left the dorm room. Harry felt his stomach fall onto the stone cold floor beneath him and his chest tighten in pain. It was a weak thud in his chest, but it was just enough to keep him from breathing.
Once Harry had gotten to the front of the school Hermione and Ron were already sitting in their carriage, touching each others faces and whispering in each others ears. Harry grimaced at the sight, no longer feeling terrible, but sick to his stomach. Luna Lovegod who had seen him from her carriage, leapt down and jogged over to him. She smiled at him and shoved her cd player in his hands.
"I think that you'll be needing this more than I will for this carriage ride." she said sadly as she let go of the Cd player that laid in his hands now. He smiled at her thankfully as she walked away backwards mouthing good luck.
Harry didn't need any luck. He just needed a barf bag.