Chapter 3: Embarrassing moments in time...
"He he, that'll teach that little mud blood!" Malfoy snickered. His goons smiled and nodded, not wanting to get on Malfoy's bad side, as they usually are. McGonagall looked over at the Slytherins' and snarled, unimpressed with their actions towards one of the best students in Gryffindor. Malfoy gave a small sarcastic wave and left the Hall after Hermione.
Over in the Forest:
"Harry…" Ron's voice exceeded three octaves higher than its usual tone. "Harry??!!" His voice louder, but shaking. "Oh what Ron… I'm still here…" Harry tapped on the back of his shoulder. Ron shot around wide eyed and shaking all over. "… you know it's getting pretty dark in here…" Ron's hand clutched Harry's cape. "It's ok, I know what I'm doing… I think…" Harry looked around the forest, but was unable to see anything much further than his out stretched hand. He took a few steps forward, but was jerked back by his robe. "Hey, Ron! Let GO!" Harry struggled, but struggling didn't get anywhere, by the end he had just given up. "Harry, I'm not near you…" Ron said still speaking in the octave high.
"Then, who…" His voice cut of by the crunching steps walking around him, facing him face to face.
"Oh, I knew it was you!" Harry said while releasing the fear in his voice. He stretched out his hand to feel the thing that was in front of him. Not expecting what he was about to discover, he felt a body, a thin body. Harry's hands wondered the body; it was flat but with bumps… were they boobs? "Ah Harry, can you let those go please?" Hermione said unimpressed. He retracted his hands quickly and stuck them in his trousers. "Ah, sorry Hermione…" He blushed, just luckily for him, it was too dark to see the redness in his cheeks and ears. Maybe it wasn't who he had expected, after all.
"What, what's going on??" Ron walked around blindly and bumped into Harry, making Harry fall onto Hermione, as if that wasn't bad enough! First groping Hermione now falling on her! All three landed with a thud on the cold, wet, leaf ridden ground. "Ron, you idiot!" Hermione yelled behind gritted teeth. "Hermione!" Ron said in amazement. "What are you doing here?"
"I'd tell you that, if you all get off me!" she said breathlessly. All the other two got off her and straitened themselves up. Harry pulled Hermione up to her feet.
"What am I doing here?" she said sarcastically. "Well. I'll tell you what I'm going here," her voice raised a little. "I'm here to keep you two from doing something totally stupid!" she threw her hands in the air. "Shh, Hermione, you should know most of all that you should keep your voice down in the Forest!" Ron said with a hint of irony. "Oh I know Ron," she snapped. "What were you two thinking of when you came in here unsupervised?" She stood with her hands on her hips, and tapping her right foot. It was pointless, but she still did it! Harry saw in the small distance of the Forest, a hint of light seeping through the trees, he grabbed Ron and Hermione by the shoulders, and dragged them to the light. "I'll tell you, just keep your voice down!" Harry said when they reached the light.
Earlier:
In Malfoy's horrible attempt to humiliate Hermione, which succeeded, he left the Hall and followed her for no reason in particular. Unawares that she was being followed, she headed to the Gryffindor common room. Which she entered the room and exited it just as fast as she left the Hall. Malfoy and his goons, stood out of sight waiting for the right time to pounce and tease her some more. When they missed the opportunity to reek havoc on her mind, they quickly followed her out of the Castle, and out towards the Forest. She entered, but they stopped. Petrified of entering the Forest, Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, giving them the I-know-what-you're-thinking look, and together walking backwards ever so slowly trying not to lead on the fact that they were really abandoning Malfoy's side. "Don't even think about it!" Malfoy snarled grabbing their shoulders. "You're going in first," He tossed Crabbe in the Forest first. "You stay here, and wait until he comes out." Malfoy still clutching on to Goyle's shoulder, not letting on that he was still afraid of the Forest. "If anything bad happens to Crabbe... It won't happen to me! ... 'cause he'd be hurt and not me!" Malfoy though with a devilish half smile on his face. When Crabbe didn't come back out for about ten minutes, Malfoy tossed his arms in the air and dragged Goyle in the Forest, who was struggling as best as he could not to go in. They entered in the dark Forest, stepping lightly on the dead leaves and sticks lying on the ground. "Crabbe!" Malfoy whispered. "Where the hell are you?"
Soon enough they found Crabbe staring off into the distance, which just happened to be where the three Gryffindor's were standing. "Good work!" Malfoy slapped Crabbe on the back and walked past him to get a better view on the new entertainment standing in the light. His goons sat besides him on the ground while Malfoy sat on an upturned root.
"Harry, what's going on?" Hermione's voice echoed around the Forest. "Keep it down Hermione!" He answered. Malfoy snarled at Harry's voice. Oh, how he loathed Harry Potter. Anything that had something to do with Harry Potter, Malfoy would spit at. "I wonder why Potty is so eager to make something a secret?" Malfoy said with a twinge of bitterness. "He always has something secret," he turned to this goons, "But it won't be a secret for long!" his sneer turned into an evil smile. Crabbe and Goyle looked at him and smiled and malevolence smile along with him. They all listened intently. "Well?" Hermione said impatiently. "Ok, Ok... I'll tell you..." Harry sat on a rock still under the light, insisting the others to follow his lead. Ron sat beside Harry and then Hermione, starting to look worried. She placed a hand on Harry's knee. "Are you alright?" she whispered. He smiled and gave a small laugh, "I'm more than alright Hermione! I'm absolutely fabulous!" his face lit up like a Christmas tree. Both Hermione and Ron were taken aback, neither of them thought that he was happy. So much stuff had happen to him and they knew that in the years to come, he would face more and more danger. Malfoy sat up straight, "I've got it!" he laughed, "He's GAY!" Malfoy's voice echoed the Forest for a second. His goons snickered and slapped each other in amusement. Harry, Hermione and Ron all shot a look over in the direction of the Slytherins, but they saw nothing. Harry continued cautiously, "I'm not gay, if that's what you're thinking..." he looked at Hermione, thinking that she was the one who said the G word. She looked at him in puzzlement and nodded for him to go on. Ron still didn't know what to think, but he listened carefully as Harry was talking.
"I've met somebody," Harry said happily. "And I can't stop thinking about her!"
Hermione gasped, "But what about Cho, Harry?"
"Cho's nothing compared her!" he sighed.
"Well, if you're not going to go out with her... can I?" Ron asked excitedly, sitting up straight. "Ron!" Hermione snapped a hint of jealously in her voice. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle chuckled while listening harder, to the conversation.
"Harry, what are you talking about?" Hermione asked. He got up and whistled. "Why don't I show you?" he smiled. All of his audience – which included Draco, Crabbe and Goyle – all looked confused at this, but were patient wondering what the hell Harry was going on about. Ron looked over to Hermione, and wondered what he ever saw in her... nonetheless she was a beautiful girl, and she was smart and she had taught Harry and himself a lot about themselves. Even though he explored all possibilities with Cho, he just couldn't see his life without Hermione. He sighed at her sitting attentively under the beam of light that shone from the moon through the trees.
"Yuck! Look at Weasly, drooling over that mud blood!" Malfoy imitated Ron's love struck look over Hermione. As Draco was about to give another nasty comment, he saw a flash of a blue light coming from behind the Gryffindors. He gasped as so did the others in their amazement, all except Harry who was smiling. "Hey, you're here!" He said.
"He he, that'll teach that little mud blood!" Malfoy snickered. His goons smiled and nodded, not wanting to get on Malfoy's bad side, as they usually are. McGonagall looked over at the Slytherins' and snarled, unimpressed with their actions towards one of the best students in Gryffindor. Malfoy gave a small sarcastic wave and left the Hall after Hermione.
Over in the Forest:
"Harry…" Ron's voice exceeded three octaves higher than its usual tone. "Harry??!!" His voice louder, but shaking. "Oh what Ron… I'm still here…" Harry tapped on the back of his shoulder. Ron shot around wide eyed and shaking all over. "… you know it's getting pretty dark in here…" Ron's hand clutched Harry's cape. "It's ok, I know what I'm doing… I think…" Harry looked around the forest, but was unable to see anything much further than his out stretched hand. He took a few steps forward, but was jerked back by his robe. "Hey, Ron! Let GO!" Harry struggled, but struggling didn't get anywhere, by the end he had just given up. "Harry, I'm not near you…" Ron said still speaking in the octave high.
"Then, who…" His voice cut of by the crunching steps walking around him, facing him face to face.
"Oh, I knew it was you!" Harry said while releasing the fear in his voice. He stretched out his hand to feel the thing that was in front of him. Not expecting what he was about to discover, he felt a body, a thin body. Harry's hands wondered the body; it was flat but with bumps… were they boobs? "Ah Harry, can you let those go please?" Hermione said unimpressed. He retracted his hands quickly and stuck them in his trousers. "Ah, sorry Hermione…" He blushed, just luckily for him, it was too dark to see the redness in his cheeks and ears. Maybe it wasn't who he had expected, after all.
"What, what's going on??" Ron walked around blindly and bumped into Harry, making Harry fall onto Hermione, as if that wasn't bad enough! First groping Hermione now falling on her! All three landed with a thud on the cold, wet, leaf ridden ground. "Ron, you idiot!" Hermione yelled behind gritted teeth. "Hermione!" Ron said in amazement. "What are you doing here?"
"I'd tell you that, if you all get off me!" she said breathlessly. All the other two got off her and straitened themselves up. Harry pulled Hermione up to her feet.
"What am I doing here?" she said sarcastically. "Well. I'll tell you what I'm going here," her voice raised a little. "I'm here to keep you two from doing something totally stupid!" she threw her hands in the air. "Shh, Hermione, you should know most of all that you should keep your voice down in the Forest!" Ron said with a hint of irony. "Oh I know Ron," she snapped. "What were you two thinking of when you came in here unsupervised?" She stood with her hands on her hips, and tapping her right foot. It was pointless, but she still did it! Harry saw in the small distance of the Forest, a hint of light seeping through the trees, he grabbed Ron and Hermione by the shoulders, and dragged them to the light. "I'll tell you, just keep your voice down!" Harry said when they reached the light.
Earlier:
In Malfoy's horrible attempt to humiliate Hermione, which succeeded, he left the Hall and followed her for no reason in particular. Unawares that she was being followed, she headed to the Gryffindor common room. Which she entered the room and exited it just as fast as she left the Hall. Malfoy and his goons, stood out of sight waiting for the right time to pounce and tease her some more. When they missed the opportunity to reek havoc on her mind, they quickly followed her out of the Castle, and out towards the Forest. She entered, but they stopped. Petrified of entering the Forest, Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, giving them the I-know-what-you're-thinking look, and together walking backwards ever so slowly trying not to lead on the fact that they were really abandoning Malfoy's side. "Don't even think about it!" Malfoy snarled grabbing their shoulders. "You're going in first," He tossed Crabbe in the Forest first. "You stay here, and wait until he comes out." Malfoy still clutching on to Goyle's shoulder, not letting on that he was still afraid of the Forest. "If anything bad happens to Crabbe... It won't happen to me! ... 'cause he'd be hurt and not me!" Malfoy though with a devilish half smile on his face. When Crabbe didn't come back out for about ten minutes, Malfoy tossed his arms in the air and dragged Goyle in the Forest, who was struggling as best as he could not to go in. They entered in the dark Forest, stepping lightly on the dead leaves and sticks lying on the ground. "Crabbe!" Malfoy whispered. "Where the hell are you?"
Soon enough they found Crabbe staring off into the distance, which just happened to be where the three Gryffindor's were standing. "Good work!" Malfoy slapped Crabbe on the back and walked past him to get a better view on the new entertainment standing in the light. His goons sat besides him on the ground while Malfoy sat on an upturned root.
"Harry, what's going on?" Hermione's voice echoed around the Forest. "Keep it down Hermione!" He answered. Malfoy snarled at Harry's voice. Oh, how he loathed Harry Potter. Anything that had something to do with Harry Potter, Malfoy would spit at. "I wonder why Potty is so eager to make something a secret?" Malfoy said with a twinge of bitterness. "He always has something secret," he turned to this goons, "But it won't be a secret for long!" his sneer turned into an evil smile. Crabbe and Goyle looked at him and smiled and malevolence smile along with him. They all listened intently. "Well?" Hermione said impatiently. "Ok, Ok... I'll tell you..." Harry sat on a rock still under the light, insisting the others to follow his lead. Ron sat beside Harry and then Hermione, starting to look worried. She placed a hand on Harry's knee. "Are you alright?" she whispered. He smiled and gave a small laugh, "I'm more than alright Hermione! I'm absolutely fabulous!" his face lit up like a Christmas tree. Both Hermione and Ron were taken aback, neither of them thought that he was happy. So much stuff had happen to him and they knew that in the years to come, he would face more and more danger. Malfoy sat up straight, "I've got it!" he laughed, "He's GAY!" Malfoy's voice echoed the Forest for a second. His goons snickered and slapped each other in amusement. Harry, Hermione and Ron all shot a look over in the direction of the Slytherins, but they saw nothing. Harry continued cautiously, "I'm not gay, if that's what you're thinking..." he looked at Hermione, thinking that she was the one who said the G word. She looked at him in puzzlement and nodded for him to go on. Ron still didn't know what to think, but he listened carefully as Harry was talking.
"I've met somebody," Harry said happily. "And I can't stop thinking about her!"
Hermione gasped, "But what about Cho, Harry?"
"Cho's nothing compared her!" he sighed.
"Well, if you're not going to go out with her... can I?" Ron asked excitedly, sitting up straight. "Ron!" Hermione snapped a hint of jealously in her voice. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle chuckled while listening harder, to the conversation.
"Harry, what are you talking about?" Hermione asked. He got up and whistled. "Why don't I show you?" he smiled. All of his audience – which included Draco, Crabbe and Goyle – all looked confused at this, but were patient wondering what the hell Harry was going on about. Ron looked over to Hermione, and wondered what he ever saw in her... nonetheless she was a beautiful girl, and she was smart and she had taught Harry and himself a lot about themselves. Even though he explored all possibilities with Cho, he just couldn't see his life without Hermione. He sighed at her sitting attentively under the beam of light that shone from the moon through the trees.
"Yuck! Look at Weasly, drooling over that mud blood!" Malfoy imitated Ron's love struck look over Hermione. As Draco was about to give another nasty comment, he saw a flash of a blue light coming from behind the Gryffindors. He gasped as so did the others in their amazement, all except Harry who was smiling. "Hey, you're here!" He said.