Sorry about the delay with this chapter. With one thing and another, I haven't really had a chance to update sooner.
This chapter is pretty short. It is about Harry trying to talk to Hermione. As there's two sides to the story, the same event will be seen from both points of view.
Thanks to HHromancefreak, Greyhound Master, General K-Star, Wettlewash and Granger-gurl-rox for the reviews on Chapter 5. By the way Wettlewash, if you read chapter five again you'll notice Hermione disapparates when she's left the Hogwarts grounds. She goes on about not being able to apparate in Hogwarts far too often for me to forget that fact, lol.
This chapter starts right after the last one ended.
Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban is a fantastic game. It's a lot of fun, but is too easy - I completed it in six days! Still, buy it none the less.
Harry (and Ron)
"Come on, quick," Harry told Ron anxiously. "She'll have to go to the Hogsmeade Hotel, she has to pay for the room and get her luggage." Ron wanted to stay at the reunion until it ended, but taking a look at the look on Harry's face changed his mind. He couldn't leave Harry alone at a time like this, especially if he couldn't find Hermione. Also, going with him would allow him to spend a little more time with his best friend. They ran out of the hall, so fast Ron almost tripped over Draco Malfoy, who was lying still and rigid on the floor.
"What happened to him?" he asked.
"The Body Bind Curse," Harry replied. "The little git deserved it."
They continued running, back to the Hogsmeade Hotel. When there, Harry stopped to catch his breath. He then went to the counter to ask what room Hermione was staying in.
"Room 217," Harry told Ron.
"That's on the second floor, come on," Ron replied. They went to the second floor, and looked for Room 217. Harry zoomed down the corridor, check the number on each door.
"211, 213, 215... here, 217." As he got to Hermione's room, and knocked hardly on the door. "Hermione?!" He shouted. "Hermione, are you there? Please open up, I need to talk to you." He got no answer, so he tried to apparate in the room.
"You can't apparate or disapparate inside this hotel," Ron told him. Otherwise, people could leave without paying, or invade other people's privacy.
"Damn," said Harry. He now had no idea how he was going to talk to Hermione. Resigned to defeat, he went back downstairs to book a room for the night. He and Ron then went to the hotel bar, and Harry had a lot to drink. Ignoring Ron's warnings that he would regret it in the morning, he drank a lot of alcohol. In fact, he drank so much his mind began to play tricks on him - he could've sworn he was Hermione in the hotel lobby. He ran towards her, but tripped on his way (being so drunk). When he got back up, Hermione had disappeared. He looked up the stairs and around the lobby, but there was no sign of her.
At midnight when the bar closed, Harry staggered up to his room with the help of Ron. He lay back on his bed, but he couldn't sleep. Drunk as he was, he was deep in thought. All he could think about was Hermione, and how he could win her back. Why had he been so stupid and referred to Hermione only as his friend? He loved her... he loved her deeply.
Hermione
As the Hogsmeade Hotel in Room 217, Hermione was crying on her bed. After her fight with Harry, she had apparated as close to the hotel as she could. She then went up to her room, got changed into her pyjamas and sobbed in her bed. She was still shocked at Harry saying she was just his friend. It obviously meant that he meant more to her than she did to him, which was a very upsetting thing. Maybe she shouldn't have lost her temper... but he had acted in the same manner that led to her moving to France all those years ago.
Soon after, there was a knock on Hermione's door. She got up to answer it, but when she heard Harry's voice she got back into bed. She wasn't ready to talk to him... not yet anyway.
After Harry gave up and left, Hermione began to feel guilty. She had ignored Harry when he had chased after her... what if he now gave up? She got out of her bed, changed into some normal clothes and headed downstairs. She was about to ask the woman at the counter what room Harry was in, when she looked across to the hotel bar. There he was, drinking with Ron. By the looks of things, he was drunk... great. "Well, I'm not going to waste my time talking to him when he's drunk," she thought to herself. She turned around and was heading back to her room when...
"Hermione!" Harry had seen her. Worried, she did the first thing she could think of to hide herself from view - a Disillusionment Charm. She couldn't disapparate in the hotel, but she could camouflage herself. As she walked away, she looked back at Harry. He had tripped up, and when he got to his feet he couldn't see her, as he walked back to the bar. With a sigh of relief, Hermione took the charm off herself and went back to her room.
Once back in bed, Hermione tried to get to sleep. But she couldn't. She was thinking about Harry, and what had happened tonight. One thought troubled her greatly - was it all over for them? She had no idea, but her hopes weren't high.
I promise I'll have a new chapter up soon, to make up for the delay with this one.