The Final Love of Hermione Granger
Part Two of Three
"Ron!" Hermione screamed as loud as she possibly could.
Draco, Snape, Harry, Victor, Crabbe and Ron all looked at her in great surprise.
"What?" Ron asked curiously.
"You," Hermione said walking towards him, "I pick you." Everyone's mouth fell open.
"Herm-o-ninny," Victor Krum tried to say pushing Ron out of his way. "You could not possibly mean that. I am the one ze one who truly loves you." He took her hand, but Hermione stole it back.
"Don't you dare touch me," she replied, rubbing her hand.
"No," Snape said, running over, "I am the only one for you."
"Yeah right," responded Draco. He walked over. "She loves me and I love her. That is the way it is meant to be."
Hermione started to get a bit scared. She wasn't very comfortable in this type of situation.
"Hermione, I have known you for six years and have always been your friend. You and me are meant to be," Harry pushed everyone out of the way and hugged her.
Hermione pushed him away. "Leave me alone!" she screamed, but no one seemed to care about what she was saying.
"Hermione my dearest love in the world," Crabbe started, "I have written a poem just for you to express how much I love you."
Oh, my love I will love you forever,
You are the only one who knows that I am clever.
"Since when are you smart?" Harry, Snape, Draco and Ron asked curiously looking strangely at him. He ignored the comment and continued.
You will always have a special place in my heart,
Without your love I wouldn't be half as smart.
"Since when are you smart?" Harry, Snape, Draco and Ron asked again more intently. They stood up and surrounded him. He continued to ignore them and kept reciting his poem.
Over three thousand letters I have sent
To show my love and that I am intelligent, o baby.
This caused another uproar. "Since when are you sooooo smart?" they all asked him again. Crabbe finally stopped reading and turned towards him politely.
"Will you shut the bloody hell up!" he screamed at them again.
Snape raised a finger. "Fifty house points from Slytherin!" he yelled and started to laugh.
"Shut up," Draco insisted.
"Another twenty five points!" he screamed even louder.
The End (Crabbe finished his poem).
Hermione looked seriously at him. "That was very interesting Crabbe. Thank you for writing it." He smiled brightly.
Professor Snape stood up. "Now you all better pay attention or I'm gonna flunk every last one you." He cleared his throat and everyone sat down. "Since I am the oldest I proclaim that I should have the love of the wisest, nicest, kindest, prettiest, smartest, most perfect, most generous, most loving, most caring, most artistic, most creative, most hibblydiddily, most rasical..." Snape was staring at Hermione now.
"Are you aware zat you are not zaying actual wordz?" Victor asked him curiously.
"Well Mr. Know-it-all, if they were real words I am sure that their definitions would describe Hermione in some type of way," Snape replied sarcastically.
"It doesn't matter what you say," Ron said, speaking up for the first time. Just the sound of his voice made Hermione's heart do flip-flops. "Like Hermione said in the beginning, she has chosen me and it won't change no matter what you could possibly do." He walked over to Hermione. "Isn't that right?"
Hermione could barely talk. This day had been more surprising than she thought that it could be. "R-right," she tried to say. She stood up.
"You can't love him if he is dead," Draco replied, a look of mischief coming across his face. "Lets get him!" he screamed pointing at Ron.
"What?" Ron asked. Everyone started to run at Ron, their fists raised.
Hermione's legs became weak. What was going to happen to Ron? Was this really all her fault? She didn't know what to do as Harry, Snape, Draco, Victor and Crabbe got closer to Ron.
"Wait!" Hermione yelled as she came up with the only possible plan that could help her.
"Even if you kill Ron, then I would chose my second favorite and you would want to kill him, then so on and so forth."
"Right," Harry said. "Get each other." The fighting got confusing after that.
Ron was punching Harry, Draco was hitting Snape and Crabbe was sitting on Victor's head. Hermione couldn't stand to watch so she closed her eyes and hoped it would soon end. Too bad it didn't. Hermione soon fell asleep again, like the dream she had had two days ago.
"Welcome back," Professor Lockhart shouted.
Hermione found herself on her pink chair again. She was back on the show "Six Bachelors".
"I'm your host Professor Lockhart here with Hermione Granger. Yesterday, she was on this show and heard recordings. Since she couldn't make up her mind, we have created another period. Hermione shall ask questions to the bachelors, their voices still disguised. They shall answer and then Hermione will finally make up her mind on whom to pick. Start asking questions now." He walked away.
Hermione had no clue on who to ask what. But she would try her best. "Bachelor number one," she started, "Do you do well in school and what is your favorite subject and why?"
"Hit it Georgie!" Professor Lockhart yelled suddenly.
The goblin hit a button and the same high-pitched voice answered.
"I do extremely well in school. My favorite subject is potions because I like to mix things." Hermione really didn't like the response.
"Bachelor number two, same question."
A voice replied. "I pass in school, yet there is always room for some improvement. My favorite subject is Charms because I like the type of spells that we are taught."
Hermione also liked Charms. "Same question number three."
"I do the best I can do and I am very smart. My favorite subject is Potions because of Professor Snape. He is so smart, intelligent and very good-looking."
What is with Potions?
"What about you number four?"
"Number four replied, "I would have to say I am not very good in school. My favorite subject is Transfiguration because I like to have the power to change things into different shapes, etc."
"What a wonderful response!!!!!!" Hermione thought happily to herself. "Again the same question number five."
"I am very smart when it comes to school. My favorite subject is Herebology because I love to look at different plants."
Hermione didn't mind that answer. "Same question number six."
"I barely pass school. My favorite subject is Transfiguration because I just like to change things into animals.
"Another great response!" Hermione thought excitingly.
"Who is it going to be?" Lockhart asked her reappearing.
Hermione had finally decided. "Bachelor number four!"
"Hermione," Lockhart started, "You have chosen..."
"Ron," Hermione screamed. She had finally woken up. Everyone stopped fighting and looked her. Ron had a bloody nose, blood was coming from Snape's head, Harry had a beaten up wrist, Draco's leg was bleeding, Crabbe had red knuckles and Victor's face was a different shape.
Hermione stood up. "I don't care what you say," Hermione said. "You really shouldn't be fighting over me like some prize toy."
She walked over to the pile of beaten up men.
"But we love you," Snape, Harry, Ron, Draco, Crabbe and Victor replied.
"That doesn't matter. I told you already. I really only and truly love Ron." She took his hand and helped him to stand up. "Let's go bachelor number four," she said excitingly and they headed down the hill together.
"We have to do zomething to get back at zem," Victor exclaimed.
"I know," Harry replied.
"Then let's make a plan to steal our Hermione back," Snape insisted.
They huddled in a group and devised a plan that was sure to get their good sweet Hermione back for now and forever.
Author's Note-Only one part left and then the epilogue. What will the five do to get Hermione back and will it work???
Part Two of Three
"Ron!" Hermione screamed as loud as she possibly could.
Draco, Snape, Harry, Victor, Crabbe and Ron all looked at her in great surprise.
"What?" Ron asked curiously.
"You," Hermione said walking towards him, "I pick you." Everyone's mouth fell open.
"Herm-o-ninny," Victor Krum tried to say pushing Ron out of his way. "You could not possibly mean that. I am the one ze one who truly loves you." He took her hand, but Hermione stole it back.
"Don't you dare touch me," she replied, rubbing her hand.
"No," Snape said, running over, "I am the only one for you."
"Yeah right," responded Draco. He walked over. "She loves me and I love her. That is the way it is meant to be."
Hermione started to get a bit scared. She wasn't very comfortable in this type of situation.
"Hermione, I have known you for six years and have always been your friend. You and me are meant to be," Harry pushed everyone out of the way and hugged her.
Hermione pushed him away. "Leave me alone!" she screamed, but no one seemed to care about what she was saying.
"Hermione my dearest love in the world," Crabbe started, "I have written a poem just for you to express how much I love you."
Oh, my love I will love you forever,
You are the only one who knows that I am clever.
"Since when are you smart?" Harry, Snape, Draco and Ron asked curiously looking strangely at him. He ignored the comment and continued.
You will always have a special place in my heart,
Without your love I wouldn't be half as smart.
"Since when are you smart?" Harry, Snape, Draco and Ron asked again more intently. They stood up and surrounded him. He continued to ignore them and kept reciting his poem.
Over three thousand letters I have sent
To show my love and that I am intelligent, o baby.
This caused another uproar. "Since when are you sooooo smart?" they all asked him again. Crabbe finally stopped reading and turned towards him politely.
"Will you shut the bloody hell up!" he screamed at them again.
Snape raised a finger. "Fifty house points from Slytherin!" he yelled and started to laugh.
"Shut up," Draco insisted.
"Another twenty five points!" he screamed even louder.
The End (Crabbe finished his poem).
Hermione looked seriously at him. "That was very interesting Crabbe. Thank you for writing it." He smiled brightly.
Professor Snape stood up. "Now you all better pay attention or I'm gonna flunk every last one you." He cleared his throat and everyone sat down. "Since I am the oldest I proclaim that I should have the love of the wisest, nicest, kindest, prettiest, smartest, most perfect, most generous, most loving, most caring, most artistic, most creative, most hibblydiddily, most rasical..." Snape was staring at Hermione now.
"Are you aware zat you are not zaying actual wordz?" Victor asked him curiously.
"Well Mr. Know-it-all, if they were real words I am sure that their definitions would describe Hermione in some type of way," Snape replied sarcastically.
"It doesn't matter what you say," Ron said, speaking up for the first time. Just the sound of his voice made Hermione's heart do flip-flops. "Like Hermione said in the beginning, she has chosen me and it won't change no matter what you could possibly do." He walked over to Hermione. "Isn't that right?"
Hermione could barely talk. This day had been more surprising than she thought that it could be. "R-right," she tried to say. She stood up.
"You can't love him if he is dead," Draco replied, a look of mischief coming across his face. "Lets get him!" he screamed pointing at Ron.
"What?" Ron asked. Everyone started to run at Ron, their fists raised.
Hermione's legs became weak. What was going to happen to Ron? Was this really all her fault? She didn't know what to do as Harry, Snape, Draco, Victor and Crabbe got closer to Ron.
"Wait!" Hermione yelled as she came up with the only possible plan that could help her.
"Even if you kill Ron, then I would chose my second favorite and you would want to kill him, then so on and so forth."
"Right," Harry said. "Get each other." The fighting got confusing after that.
Ron was punching Harry, Draco was hitting Snape and Crabbe was sitting on Victor's head. Hermione couldn't stand to watch so she closed her eyes and hoped it would soon end. Too bad it didn't. Hermione soon fell asleep again, like the dream she had had two days ago.
"Welcome back," Professor Lockhart shouted.
Hermione found herself on her pink chair again. She was back on the show "Six Bachelors".
"I'm your host Professor Lockhart here with Hermione Granger. Yesterday, she was on this show and heard recordings. Since she couldn't make up her mind, we have created another period. Hermione shall ask questions to the bachelors, their voices still disguised. They shall answer and then Hermione will finally make up her mind on whom to pick. Start asking questions now." He walked away.
Hermione had no clue on who to ask what. But she would try her best. "Bachelor number one," she started, "Do you do well in school and what is your favorite subject and why?"
"Hit it Georgie!" Professor Lockhart yelled suddenly.
The goblin hit a button and the same high-pitched voice answered.
"I do extremely well in school. My favorite subject is potions because I like to mix things." Hermione really didn't like the response.
"Bachelor number two, same question."
A voice replied. "I pass in school, yet there is always room for some improvement. My favorite subject is Charms because I like the type of spells that we are taught."
Hermione also liked Charms. "Same question number three."
"I do the best I can do and I am very smart. My favorite subject is Potions because of Professor Snape. He is so smart, intelligent and very good-looking."
What is with Potions?
"What about you number four?"
"Number four replied, "I would have to say I am not very good in school. My favorite subject is Transfiguration because I like to have the power to change things into different shapes, etc."
"What a wonderful response!!!!!!" Hermione thought happily to herself. "Again the same question number five."
"I am very smart when it comes to school. My favorite subject is Herebology because I love to look at different plants."
Hermione didn't mind that answer. "Same question number six."
"I barely pass school. My favorite subject is Transfiguration because I just like to change things into animals.
"Another great response!" Hermione thought excitingly.
"Who is it going to be?" Lockhart asked her reappearing.
Hermione had finally decided. "Bachelor number four!"
"Hermione," Lockhart started, "You have chosen..."
"Ron," Hermione screamed. She had finally woken up. Everyone stopped fighting and looked her. Ron had a bloody nose, blood was coming from Snape's head, Harry had a beaten up wrist, Draco's leg was bleeding, Crabbe had red knuckles and Victor's face was a different shape.
Hermione stood up. "I don't care what you say," Hermione said. "You really shouldn't be fighting over me like some prize toy."
She walked over to the pile of beaten up men.
"But we love you," Snape, Harry, Ron, Draco, Crabbe and Victor replied.
"That doesn't matter. I told you already. I really only and truly love Ron." She took his hand and helped him to stand up. "Let's go bachelor number four," she said excitingly and they headed down the hill together.
"We have to do zomething to get back at zem," Victor exclaimed.
"I know," Harry replied.
"Then let's make a plan to steal our Hermione back," Snape insisted.
They huddled in a group and devised a plan that was sure to get their good sweet Hermione back for now and forever.
Author's Note-Only one part left and then the epilogue. What will the five do to get Hermione back and will it work???