Hi! So much for my finishing in a week theory. haha. Sorry it's taken
so long to get this up! I had finals, computer problems, and all sorts of
stuff! I haven't been quite happy with this chapter, but I had to add
another chapter between what happens next. Oh! Thank you all so much for
reading! I'm really excited to reach the twenty reviews point. (It's my
highest amount of reviews for any story so far!) I'm also really excited
because some of you want Hermione to get with Ron, while others want
Hermione to get with Matt!
I'm sure you'd all like to know something BIG, something MAJOR, happens
next chapter!!!! I'll post as soon as I get a few reviews! So, now that
there was an error in saving the chapter the last time I typed it up, here
it goes (again)!
Matt awoke with a jump, breathing quickly and heavily. His eyes scampered about the room until he found Hermione who was still lying in his arms. He tried to slow his breathing as he thought over what event had just taken place. Well, sort of.
He had been having a dream. It wasn't that it had taken place in a strange world, or that it had starred bizarre characters of the imagination. It had starred Hermione and his self. It was what had happened between the two of them in the dream that had affected him.
He thought over the dream again. The tear.her eyes.the buttons on her shirt and the way he had so easily undone them. Why was he dreaming about. that type of thing happening between them? Aren't dreams messages from the subconscious mind? No! No, it can't be! He didn't have feelings for Hermione, did he? No! It was crazy! No way! They were just friends, just coworkers. Nothing more. Nothing.
Gingerly Matt began to get up, carefully setting Hermione's head on a pillow. Swiftly he placed a blanket over her. Quickly he scribbled a note and left it on her coffee table, along with something else, grabbed his groceries, and headed to the door. Matt took one last glance at Hermione before he left, smiling to himself.
Hermione's eyes gradually opened. The curtains were slightly ajar and the sun peered through begging her to come outside. Today would be a lazy day, a day for her to center herself. Though first she'd have to figure out why she was on the couch. She yawned, noticing a note on her coffee table. Sleepily she reached over and read the note.
Dear Hermione,
Good morning! Feeling any better? I hope so. If you anything, please don't hesitate to call me, even if you just want to talk to someone. I'll see you soon.
Love,
Matt
P.S.
Remember, everything that happens, happens for a reason.
She set the note back on the coffee table, noticing a beautiful rose. She held it to her nose. The memories of last night flew gracefully flew back through her mind. She smiled to herself, smelling the rose. Matt was such a kind, sweet, giving, wonderful, and-some one was at the door.
"Just a minute!" said Hermione as she patted down her wildly fluffy hair, walking to the door. Who could it be? She wasn't expecting anyone. She turned the doorknob and opened the door.
"Good afternoon, my lady." Came the charming voice of Matt.
"It's already the afternoon? You're joking, right?"
"Well, technically it's only 11:52, but I figure that's close enough." Said Matt with a wink. Hermione was happily surprised to see him, but wasn't sure if there was a certain reason he had come. Kindly, she asked him why he had come. "Well, I figured in times like these, you really don't need to be alone, and on a beautiful day like this, you really shouldn't be inside. So I thought maybe we could go have lunch downtown."
"Downtown?"
"Well, technically it's called 'Historic Down Town', but call it what you want. I know a great café we can go to, and there are tons of neat buildings and even an old movie theatre. But, if you don't want to-"
"I'd love to go! Just give me a minute to get ready."
Twenty minutes later, Matt and Hermione were stepping off the downtown trolley. Hermione couldn't believe her eyes! It was if they had taken a time machine. The old buildings were so beautiful and detailed, and just- just amazing! "Come on," said Matt. "The café's down the street."
They walked down the street, chatting about the buildings and old shops, and for once Hermione found her mind escaping Ron. He wasn't even present in the back of her mind. All she thought of was the moment at hand, and she felt wonderful!
"So what type of café are we going to?"
"Oh it's brilliant! I'm sure you'll like it. They actually serve some Italian food and then of course coffee, if that is, of course, you can stand to look at coffee after working at Starbucks for a while." They laughed at his remark. Indeed, coffee had lost its appeal. "Oh, here it is!"
"It's wonderful!" said Hermione. Before her was a charming little café. It was so little, that had Matt not pointed it out, she might have missed it. They walked in and took their seats.
They looked through the menus, Matt suggesting a few of his favorite dishes. After a moment or two a man who looked like he could have been the owner came up to them. "Matt! I haven't seen you are here for ages! How you been? And who is the lucky lady you're sitting with?"
"Oh, this is my, um, friend Hermione."
"Hermione! It's a pleasure to meet you! So you say she is your friend, eh?
Oh Matt if I know you-"
"Toni, can we place our orders?"
Toni stopping talked and took out a pen. "Order whatever you want! It's on the house! It's not every day you stop by Matt! Not every day, no." Matt thanked him and placed their orders. Soon the man had left, leaving Hermione smiling and looking at Matt.
"Sorry, he just thinks every time I come here some one I'm-well I'm sure you get it." Hermione laughed. They struck up conversation once more, easily, and kept talking until their meals had arrived.
"So, what's this Ron guy got that I haven't?" asked Matt, making Hermione smile. "I mean, seriously. Can this Ron guy juggle the salt and pepper shakers?" he said picking them up and doing so, causing Hermione to start laughing. "Can he make a caramel mocha in less that thirty seconds? Can he even buy a mocha?" Hermione was now full out laughing, and Matt was happy seeing her do so. So he kept going. "I mean, for all I know, this guy could be a hobo. You really shouldn't like guys you met on the street, Hermione. You don't know their history! What if he's a criminal? He could have stolen a car or a balloon or something! You really don't want to be with a guy like that." Hermione kept laughing because, of course, Matt was just joking. He just kept staring at her, smiling. After her laughing died down a bit, Matt spoke again.
"So, what'd you say we go see a movie? The movie theatre has twinkle lights and everything. It's huge and just like it was when it first opened over fifty years ago."
"Sure! Sounds great!"
After thanking Toni once more, they headed out the door and to the movie theatre. Hermione looked over the movies that were showing. "So I suppose you want to see Galactic Wars 2." She commented sadly.
"Actually I wanted to see Alex and Emma, but-"
"No! But are you sure you really want to see that?"
"Yeah. Why? Is that bad?"
"No! No, it's great. I was just surprised. Most guys wouldn't usually
suggest a-well a-"
"A chick flick?"
"Well, yes, I suppose you could call it that."
Matt had an adorable smile on his face, which rivaled Ron's. "Well, I'm not most guys." He said sticking out his arm. The two linked arms and practically skipped into the movie theatre.
And there it is! I know it wasn't the greatest, but I had to put in another chapter before what happens in the next chapter. It would be too soon otherwise. Please review and tell me what you think so you can find out what happens next! I promise you will all like the next chapter! I can't to post it!!! Ok, get reviewing! : D
Matt awoke with a jump, breathing quickly and heavily. His eyes scampered about the room until he found Hermione who was still lying in his arms. He tried to slow his breathing as he thought over what event had just taken place. Well, sort of.
He had been having a dream. It wasn't that it had taken place in a strange world, or that it had starred bizarre characters of the imagination. It had starred Hermione and his self. It was what had happened between the two of them in the dream that had affected him.
He thought over the dream again. The tear.her eyes.the buttons on her shirt and the way he had so easily undone them. Why was he dreaming about. that type of thing happening between them? Aren't dreams messages from the subconscious mind? No! No, it can't be! He didn't have feelings for Hermione, did he? No! It was crazy! No way! They were just friends, just coworkers. Nothing more. Nothing.
Gingerly Matt began to get up, carefully setting Hermione's head on a pillow. Swiftly he placed a blanket over her. Quickly he scribbled a note and left it on her coffee table, along with something else, grabbed his groceries, and headed to the door. Matt took one last glance at Hermione before he left, smiling to himself.
Hermione's eyes gradually opened. The curtains were slightly ajar and the sun peered through begging her to come outside. Today would be a lazy day, a day for her to center herself. Though first she'd have to figure out why she was on the couch. She yawned, noticing a note on her coffee table. Sleepily she reached over and read the note.
Dear Hermione,
Good morning! Feeling any better? I hope so. If you anything, please don't hesitate to call me, even if you just want to talk to someone. I'll see you soon.
Love,
Matt
P.S.
Remember, everything that happens, happens for a reason.
She set the note back on the coffee table, noticing a beautiful rose. She held it to her nose. The memories of last night flew gracefully flew back through her mind. She smiled to herself, smelling the rose. Matt was such a kind, sweet, giving, wonderful, and-some one was at the door.
"Just a minute!" said Hermione as she patted down her wildly fluffy hair, walking to the door. Who could it be? She wasn't expecting anyone. She turned the doorknob and opened the door.
"Good afternoon, my lady." Came the charming voice of Matt.
"It's already the afternoon? You're joking, right?"
"Well, technically it's only 11:52, but I figure that's close enough." Said Matt with a wink. Hermione was happily surprised to see him, but wasn't sure if there was a certain reason he had come. Kindly, she asked him why he had come. "Well, I figured in times like these, you really don't need to be alone, and on a beautiful day like this, you really shouldn't be inside. So I thought maybe we could go have lunch downtown."
"Downtown?"
"Well, technically it's called 'Historic Down Town', but call it what you want. I know a great café we can go to, and there are tons of neat buildings and even an old movie theatre. But, if you don't want to-"
"I'd love to go! Just give me a minute to get ready."
Twenty minutes later, Matt and Hermione were stepping off the downtown trolley. Hermione couldn't believe her eyes! It was if they had taken a time machine. The old buildings were so beautiful and detailed, and just- just amazing! "Come on," said Matt. "The café's down the street."
They walked down the street, chatting about the buildings and old shops, and for once Hermione found her mind escaping Ron. He wasn't even present in the back of her mind. All she thought of was the moment at hand, and she felt wonderful!
"So what type of café are we going to?"
"Oh it's brilliant! I'm sure you'll like it. They actually serve some Italian food and then of course coffee, if that is, of course, you can stand to look at coffee after working at Starbucks for a while." They laughed at his remark. Indeed, coffee had lost its appeal. "Oh, here it is!"
"It's wonderful!" said Hermione. Before her was a charming little café. It was so little, that had Matt not pointed it out, she might have missed it. They walked in and took their seats.
They looked through the menus, Matt suggesting a few of his favorite dishes. After a moment or two a man who looked like he could have been the owner came up to them. "Matt! I haven't seen you are here for ages! How you been? And who is the lucky lady you're sitting with?"
"Oh, this is my, um, friend Hermione."
"Hermione! It's a pleasure to meet you! So you say she is your friend, eh?
Oh Matt if I know you-"
"Toni, can we place our orders?"
Toni stopping talked and took out a pen. "Order whatever you want! It's on the house! It's not every day you stop by Matt! Not every day, no." Matt thanked him and placed their orders. Soon the man had left, leaving Hermione smiling and looking at Matt.
"Sorry, he just thinks every time I come here some one I'm-well I'm sure you get it." Hermione laughed. They struck up conversation once more, easily, and kept talking until their meals had arrived.
"So, what's this Ron guy got that I haven't?" asked Matt, making Hermione smile. "I mean, seriously. Can this Ron guy juggle the salt and pepper shakers?" he said picking them up and doing so, causing Hermione to start laughing. "Can he make a caramel mocha in less that thirty seconds? Can he even buy a mocha?" Hermione was now full out laughing, and Matt was happy seeing her do so. So he kept going. "I mean, for all I know, this guy could be a hobo. You really shouldn't like guys you met on the street, Hermione. You don't know their history! What if he's a criminal? He could have stolen a car or a balloon or something! You really don't want to be with a guy like that." Hermione kept laughing because, of course, Matt was just joking. He just kept staring at her, smiling. After her laughing died down a bit, Matt spoke again.
"So, what'd you say we go see a movie? The movie theatre has twinkle lights and everything. It's huge and just like it was when it first opened over fifty years ago."
"Sure! Sounds great!"
After thanking Toni once more, they headed out the door and to the movie theatre. Hermione looked over the movies that were showing. "So I suppose you want to see Galactic Wars 2." She commented sadly.
"Actually I wanted to see Alex and Emma, but-"
"No! But are you sure you really want to see that?"
"Yeah. Why? Is that bad?"
"No! No, it's great. I was just surprised. Most guys wouldn't usually
suggest a-well a-"
"A chick flick?"
"Well, yes, I suppose you could call it that."
Matt had an adorable smile on his face, which rivaled Ron's. "Well, I'm not most guys." He said sticking out his arm. The two linked arms and practically skipped into the movie theatre.
And there it is! I know it wasn't the greatest, but I had to put in another chapter before what happens in the next chapter. It would be too soon otherwise. Please review and tell me what you think so you can find out what happens next! I promise you will all like the next chapter! I can't to post it!!! Ok, get reviewing! : D