Chapter Six
A/N: Whoa! This time I really let you wait long for the next chapter! I can't believe I haven't updated since September! Well, as always, I have my excuses; I had chapter six almost finished when my stupid computer erased all my documents!!! Argh! Isn't that frustrating? Then it took quite awhile before I had time to rewrite it, since I've been so busy with school. I really hope this chapter will be good enough, to make up for the long time you had to wait for it.
Thanks to my lovely reviewers:
SolitaryStar- Thanks a lot! =0) Has J.K. Rowling really said that she has long hair?
Laverne de Montmorency former Loverina- In my opinion Oliver is a grown up since he's 19. ;0) Hey, you switch pen names more often than I update! LOL
Mandy- Thanks for the review Mandy, but don't think you should that I'm too obsessed with GWTW, since you're obsessed with LOTR. You even want to buy elv ears! LOL
Indyfan14- Thanks! =0) Well, she isn't really going as Scarlett, she's just going to wear the dress.
Skye- Thank you, I'm so glad you like it! =0) You're actually the only one so far who wants Oliver to end up with Cho. I don't really get why people hate her either, but I guess it's because they want him to end up with Hermione.
Tanny- Thanks very much! It's very kind of you to overlook my mistakes. =0) Wow, you're a brown belt! sigh I wish I were one too! But, I'm still only a green belt. I've hardly gone to the trainings during the fall semester, so unfortunately I wasn't be able to get the first blue belt by Christmas. I practice Shotokan karate, which sort do you practice? I'm actually going to stop practicing next semester, since I hardly have time to go because of school.
Sirens- Thanks heaps for saying that my story rocks! =0) I'm also very flattered that you added me to one of your favorite authors.
"Hermione," Oliver said, "your hands are freezing and you're shivering." "We'd better go in."
Hermione startled and nodded silently.
"They're always cold," she said. "I probably have a bad blood circulation."
"Well, there's this Muggle saying," he said smiling, "'Cold hands- warm heart'." "I haven't met anyone it corresponds better with, than you!" (A/N: We have it in Sweden, but I don't know if you have it in the rest of the world. It's directly translated from Swedish, so if you think it sounds a bit weird, that's why.)
"Nah," she said blushing, "you just didn't ask anyone else, I'm sure any of your friends would put up for you, if you just asked them."
She looked down and scraped her foot on the ground.
"I'm just doing what anybody else would've done," she said quietly.
Oliver put his hands on her shoulders.
"Look at me he," he said and forced her to look up into his eyes, "you're the most kind and unselfish person I've ever met." "Don't ever let anyone make you think anything else. I know how nasty Malfoy can be with his comments, but just ignore him, okay? He's just an idiot who's envious, because your grades are much better than his are."
He paused to see how she'd reacted, but she just stared at some point far away with her mouth opened, and looked kind of indifferent.
"I know how busy you are, but still you agreed to help me. I really do appreciate it, you know," he finished.
"No, but really," she objected and tore her gaze from the point she'd been staring at, "Harry or Ron for example would be more than happy to help you..."
She trailed off when she saw his look, and averted her gaze from him.
"It's cold and it's late," she said. "I'd better get going; just remembered that I have to go and talk to Dumbledore."
Hermione hadn't meant to sound so cold, but she had. She could see how hurt he'd gotten, even if he'd turned his head away quickly. It was actually true that she had to go and see Dumbledore, because when Oliver had talked about her being such a good friend, she'd remembered that she and Dumbledore hadn't decided a place, where Mr. Weasley would meet up with Theresa, Linda and Megan. She had felt really bad when Oliver had said all those good things about her, because she sure didn't feel like she deserved to hear them, since she still couldn't help hoping that he'd make a fool of himself, or something, in front of Cho.
Oliver stood at the pitch and watched Hermione leave. How complex she is, he thought. I don't understand why she can't take it when people say good things about her. It's like she panics every time, and a little voice inside her tells her that she has to object. I wish I could help her... She seems so stressed too, even though school has only just started. Really, Oliver, he blamed himself, you're so selfish. You go and ask her to help you when she's already so busy. Of course the poor girl wouldn't say no, since otherwise she wouldn't be HERMIONE.
Okay, he thought, I can still fix this. I'll just go and tell her to call off this whole Cho-thing; she has enough to worry about as it is. Besides, I'm old enough to take care of my silly problems myself, without needing to bother a 15-year-old girl with them. Not until now had he thought about that Hermione was really only 15. It's hard to imagine, he thought, since she acts with a maturity beyond her years. She has so mature thoughts and opinions, and is not at all like the other girls in her year. Parvati, Lavender and Pansy for example all acted like they were third years.
It was quite dark outside Dumbledore's office, and Hermione was just about to knock when a friendly voice made her stop halfway through it.
"Dumbledore's busy talking with someone," she heard the voice say.
"Oh... Okay, thanks for telling me," she said and turned around to see who the person was.
She couldn't believe it when she saw who it was.
Cho.
"My pleasure," Cho said and smiled friendly. "Why don't you sit down and wait?"
She gesticulated towards the chair next to her.
Hermione sat down and tried to calm herself down. Breathe slowly, she instructed herself. Okay, she thought, now you've got the perfect opportunity to find out more about Cho for Oliver. She tried feverishly to come up with a topic to talk to Cho about, but failed since she was too exhausted, due to everything that had happened during the day. Oh well, she thought, anything is better than nothing. I guess I'll just have to start talking about the weather and hope that it continues to something less boring. But before she had time to open her mouth, Cho spoke.
"So I heard your Muggle friends are coming to visit you," Cho said. "How many are they?"
"Three," Hermione replied.
"Okay. Just girls or both boys and girls?" Cho kept asking.
"Just girls," Hermione answered.
"It'll be fun to meet them and find out who has won 'Fame Academy'," Cho said with a laugh. (A/N: I don't know if you have 'Fame Academy' in the rest of the world. In Sweden it's called 'Fame Factory'. It's a stupid name I know (it is an academy, not a factory), they always give things stupid names in Sweden, e.g. Gilderoy Lockhart=Gyllenroy Lockman and 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'='Buffy and the Vampires'.)
Hermione looked at her, surprised.
"I'm Muggle born too," Cho explained. "Where do you live?"
"Lewes," Hermione said, "it's a small town north..."
"Oh, I know where it is," Cho interrupted her. "It's only 10 minutes north of Brighton, where I live. I've been there a few times at Bonfire Night." (A/N: Bonfire Night is some sort of event they have in Lewes and a couple of other towns in England.)
"By the way, who's Dumbledore talking to?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Snape," Cho said and lowered her voice. "He came rushing and tore open the door just when I was about to knock. Before he stepped in he looked at me and snarled: 'If you haven't done your Potions homework yet, you'll have plenty of time to do it now, Chang.'"
While Cho said that, she imitated Snape funnily, and the two girls laughed.
How could I ever think badly about her? Hermione thought. She's such a sweet and kind person. Hermione was just about to say something when the door to Dumbledore's office flung open, and Snape walked out.
"It would be highly appreciated if you two could keep your voices down more, next time," he said coolly.
With that he swept away with his robes flying and Cho whispered: "I bet he wouldn't have made that remark if we'd been Slytherins."
Hermione nodded agreeably.
"So," Dumbledore said when he stepped to the door, "who's next?"
"Hermione," Cho said and turned to Hermione, "will yours be long?"
"No," Hermione said, "it won't, I'm just going to ask some questions."
"Then you can go before me, because mine will take some time," Cho said.
"Okay. Thanks very much, that's very kind of you," Hermione said and smiled gratefully.
"You're welcome," Cho said and returned her smile.
"Well, come on in Miss Granger," Dumbledore said. "And Miss Chang, that was very nicely done of you."
"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione started when she'd shut the door. "I remembered that we haven't decided a place where Mr. Weasley is going to pick up my friends."
"Oh, yes, Miss Granger," he said, "you're very right about that." "Hmm... will Kings Cross Station be fine?"
"Yes, that'd be perfect," she said. "I'll tell them right away."
"Great," he said and smiled, "now, why don't you send Miss Chang in then?" "I believe she has waited long enough."
"Thanks Sir, and good bye," she said before she went out.
"Cho," she said when she came out, "can I have your phone number?"
Hermione handed her phone to Cho, so she could type in her number.
"Sure," Cho said. "Give me your number too."
Hermione took the phone Cho handed her, and typed in her number.
"It was nice to meet you," Hermione said when they'd finished exchanging phone numbers. "And once again thanks for letting me go before."
"It was nice to meet you too," Cho said, "and once again you're welcome."
Hermione went towards the common room, and thought that she'd better call Megan now, so she wouldn't forget. Oh no, she thought and stopped walking, I still haven't told them that I'm a witch. Well, I might as well tell Megan when I call her now, so I'll get it over with.
She sneaked into a classroom, since she wouldn't be able to call in peace in neither her dormitory nor the common room. She locked the door and didn't turn the lights on, so nobody would notice that she was there. If someone found her in the classroom she'd get detention.
She was nervous about that and how Megan would react about her being a witch, so she took several deep breaths to calm herself down. There's no way I'll have time to do all the schoolwork if I get detention, she thought and glanced nervously at the door. I'd better get this done quickly now, so I can finish all the homework for tomorrow. She had a horrible headache and felt very tired. How am I going to have time to do everything I have to do? she thought tiredly.
Just as she was about to dial Megan's number, she got cramps in her hands and dropped the phone. The cramp spread to her arms and legs, and she started hyperventilating as she fell to the floor. Her whole body was stiff and her last thought, before she lost conscious, was that nobody would find her before the next morning...
A/N: Will someone find Hermione in time? Why did she get the cramps? Find out all that and more in the next chapter. While you're waiting for it you can always review. I'd be really grateful if you would. =0)
A/N: Whoa! This time I really let you wait long for the next chapter! I can't believe I haven't updated since September! Well, as always, I have my excuses; I had chapter six almost finished when my stupid computer erased all my documents!!! Argh! Isn't that frustrating? Then it took quite awhile before I had time to rewrite it, since I've been so busy with school. I really hope this chapter will be good enough, to make up for the long time you had to wait for it.
Thanks to my lovely reviewers:
SolitaryStar- Thanks a lot! =0) Has J.K. Rowling really said that she has long hair?
Laverne de Montmorency former Loverina- In my opinion Oliver is a grown up since he's 19. ;0) Hey, you switch pen names more often than I update! LOL
Mandy- Thanks for the review Mandy, but don't think you should that I'm too obsessed with GWTW, since you're obsessed with LOTR. You even want to buy elv ears! LOL
Indyfan14- Thanks! =0) Well, she isn't really going as Scarlett, she's just going to wear the dress.
Skye- Thank you, I'm so glad you like it! =0) You're actually the only one so far who wants Oliver to end up with Cho. I don't really get why people hate her either, but I guess it's because they want him to end up with Hermione.
Tanny- Thanks very much! It's very kind of you to overlook my mistakes. =0) Wow, you're a brown belt! sigh I wish I were one too! But, I'm still only a green belt. I've hardly gone to the trainings during the fall semester, so unfortunately I wasn't be able to get the first blue belt by Christmas. I practice Shotokan karate, which sort do you practice? I'm actually going to stop practicing next semester, since I hardly have time to go because of school.
Sirens- Thanks heaps for saying that my story rocks! =0) I'm also very flattered that you added me to one of your favorite authors.
"Hermione," Oliver said, "your hands are freezing and you're shivering." "We'd better go in."
Hermione startled and nodded silently.
"They're always cold," she said. "I probably have a bad blood circulation."
"Well, there's this Muggle saying," he said smiling, "'Cold hands- warm heart'." "I haven't met anyone it corresponds better with, than you!" (A/N: We have it in Sweden, but I don't know if you have it in the rest of the world. It's directly translated from Swedish, so if you think it sounds a bit weird, that's why.)
"Nah," she said blushing, "you just didn't ask anyone else, I'm sure any of your friends would put up for you, if you just asked them."
She looked down and scraped her foot on the ground.
"I'm just doing what anybody else would've done," she said quietly.
Oliver put his hands on her shoulders.
"Look at me he," he said and forced her to look up into his eyes, "you're the most kind and unselfish person I've ever met." "Don't ever let anyone make you think anything else. I know how nasty Malfoy can be with his comments, but just ignore him, okay? He's just an idiot who's envious, because your grades are much better than his are."
He paused to see how she'd reacted, but she just stared at some point far away with her mouth opened, and looked kind of indifferent.
"I know how busy you are, but still you agreed to help me. I really do appreciate it, you know," he finished.
"No, but really," she objected and tore her gaze from the point she'd been staring at, "Harry or Ron for example would be more than happy to help you..."
She trailed off when she saw his look, and averted her gaze from him.
"It's cold and it's late," she said. "I'd better get going; just remembered that I have to go and talk to Dumbledore."
Hermione hadn't meant to sound so cold, but she had. She could see how hurt he'd gotten, even if he'd turned his head away quickly. It was actually true that she had to go and see Dumbledore, because when Oliver had talked about her being such a good friend, she'd remembered that she and Dumbledore hadn't decided a place, where Mr. Weasley would meet up with Theresa, Linda and Megan. She had felt really bad when Oliver had said all those good things about her, because she sure didn't feel like she deserved to hear them, since she still couldn't help hoping that he'd make a fool of himself, or something, in front of Cho.
Oliver stood at the pitch and watched Hermione leave. How complex she is, he thought. I don't understand why she can't take it when people say good things about her. It's like she panics every time, and a little voice inside her tells her that she has to object. I wish I could help her... She seems so stressed too, even though school has only just started. Really, Oliver, he blamed himself, you're so selfish. You go and ask her to help you when she's already so busy. Of course the poor girl wouldn't say no, since otherwise she wouldn't be HERMIONE.
Okay, he thought, I can still fix this. I'll just go and tell her to call off this whole Cho-thing; she has enough to worry about as it is. Besides, I'm old enough to take care of my silly problems myself, without needing to bother a 15-year-old girl with them. Not until now had he thought about that Hermione was really only 15. It's hard to imagine, he thought, since she acts with a maturity beyond her years. She has so mature thoughts and opinions, and is not at all like the other girls in her year. Parvati, Lavender and Pansy for example all acted like they were third years.
It was quite dark outside Dumbledore's office, and Hermione was just about to knock when a friendly voice made her stop halfway through it.
"Dumbledore's busy talking with someone," she heard the voice say.
"Oh... Okay, thanks for telling me," she said and turned around to see who the person was.
She couldn't believe it when she saw who it was.
Cho.
"My pleasure," Cho said and smiled friendly. "Why don't you sit down and wait?"
She gesticulated towards the chair next to her.
Hermione sat down and tried to calm herself down. Breathe slowly, she instructed herself. Okay, she thought, now you've got the perfect opportunity to find out more about Cho for Oliver. She tried feverishly to come up with a topic to talk to Cho about, but failed since she was too exhausted, due to everything that had happened during the day. Oh well, she thought, anything is better than nothing. I guess I'll just have to start talking about the weather and hope that it continues to something less boring. But before she had time to open her mouth, Cho spoke.
"So I heard your Muggle friends are coming to visit you," Cho said. "How many are they?"
"Three," Hermione replied.
"Okay. Just girls or both boys and girls?" Cho kept asking.
"Just girls," Hermione answered.
"It'll be fun to meet them and find out who has won 'Fame Academy'," Cho said with a laugh. (A/N: I don't know if you have 'Fame Academy' in the rest of the world. In Sweden it's called 'Fame Factory'. It's a stupid name I know (it is an academy, not a factory), they always give things stupid names in Sweden, e.g. Gilderoy Lockhart=Gyllenroy Lockman and 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'='Buffy and the Vampires'.)
Hermione looked at her, surprised.
"I'm Muggle born too," Cho explained. "Where do you live?"
"Lewes," Hermione said, "it's a small town north..."
"Oh, I know where it is," Cho interrupted her. "It's only 10 minutes north of Brighton, where I live. I've been there a few times at Bonfire Night." (A/N: Bonfire Night is some sort of event they have in Lewes and a couple of other towns in England.)
"By the way, who's Dumbledore talking to?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Snape," Cho said and lowered her voice. "He came rushing and tore open the door just when I was about to knock. Before he stepped in he looked at me and snarled: 'If you haven't done your Potions homework yet, you'll have plenty of time to do it now, Chang.'"
While Cho said that, she imitated Snape funnily, and the two girls laughed.
How could I ever think badly about her? Hermione thought. She's such a sweet and kind person. Hermione was just about to say something when the door to Dumbledore's office flung open, and Snape walked out.
"It would be highly appreciated if you two could keep your voices down more, next time," he said coolly.
With that he swept away with his robes flying and Cho whispered: "I bet he wouldn't have made that remark if we'd been Slytherins."
Hermione nodded agreeably.
"So," Dumbledore said when he stepped to the door, "who's next?"
"Hermione," Cho said and turned to Hermione, "will yours be long?"
"No," Hermione said, "it won't, I'm just going to ask some questions."
"Then you can go before me, because mine will take some time," Cho said.
"Okay. Thanks very much, that's very kind of you," Hermione said and smiled gratefully.
"You're welcome," Cho said and returned her smile.
"Well, come on in Miss Granger," Dumbledore said. "And Miss Chang, that was very nicely done of you."
"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione started when she'd shut the door. "I remembered that we haven't decided a place where Mr. Weasley is going to pick up my friends."
"Oh, yes, Miss Granger," he said, "you're very right about that." "Hmm... will Kings Cross Station be fine?"
"Yes, that'd be perfect," she said. "I'll tell them right away."
"Great," he said and smiled, "now, why don't you send Miss Chang in then?" "I believe she has waited long enough."
"Thanks Sir, and good bye," she said before she went out.
"Cho," she said when she came out, "can I have your phone number?"
Hermione handed her phone to Cho, so she could type in her number.
"Sure," Cho said. "Give me your number too."
Hermione took the phone Cho handed her, and typed in her number.
"It was nice to meet you," Hermione said when they'd finished exchanging phone numbers. "And once again thanks for letting me go before."
"It was nice to meet you too," Cho said, "and once again you're welcome."
Hermione went towards the common room, and thought that she'd better call Megan now, so she wouldn't forget. Oh no, she thought and stopped walking, I still haven't told them that I'm a witch. Well, I might as well tell Megan when I call her now, so I'll get it over with.
She sneaked into a classroom, since she wouldn't be able to call in peace in neither her dormitory nor the common room. She locked the door and didn't turn the lights on, so nobody would notice that she was there. If someone found her in the classroom she'd get detention.
She was nervous about that and how Megan would react about her being a witch, so she took several deep breaths to calm herself down. There's no way I'll have time to do all the schoolwork if I get detention, she thought and glanced nervously at the door. I'd better get this done quickly now, so I can finish all the homework for tomorrow. She had a horrible headache and felt very tired. How am I going to have time to do everything I have to do? she thought tiredly.
Just as she was about to dial Megan's number, she got cramps in her hands and dropped the phone. The cramp spread to her arms and legs, and she started hyperventilating as she fell to the floor. Her whole body was stiff and her last thought, before she lost conscious, was that nobody would find her before the next morning...
A/N: Will someone find Hermione in time? Why did she get the cramps? Find out all that and more in the next chapter. While you're waiting for it you can always review. I'd be really grateful if you would. =0)