I am soooo sorry! It has taken me sooo long to post. I got distracted with the ones I'm reading. lol But, of course, I remembered how it felt when one of the stories I was reading just stopped without explanation so...
Harry, Ron and Hermione exited the train with their things in hand. They boarded the "horseless" carriages and started on their way up to the castle which they would live in for the next nine months.
Ginny ran along the corridor of the train and grabbed her stuff. She got off the train just in time to see Harry, Ron and Hermione get on a carriage. Sighing, she got on another. It jolted into motion and she was on her way to her to her favorite place in the world. Although she could not enjoy the feeling that normally welled up inside of her at the sight of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For right now she only felt loneliness and regret. She did not know why she said what she did. But she knew it reminded her of something she had done many years ago...
Harry, Ron and Hermione got to the castle before Ginny did. They got out and made their way to the old oak doors. They got inside and went to the great hall. They sat, Harry next to Hermione and across from Ron.
Ginny came in and decided to give Hermione time to chill off. She went and sat with some of her friends in her year. No sooner had she sat down that Dumbledore got up to talk.
But as always, Ron droned out, hunger overtook him. "When is the old bat gonna stop talking? I want food!!"
"I'll let that one pass cause I know you're hungry but the next one will get you a fat lip." whispered Harry. Hermione giggled.
"Well... that seems to be all. So, let the f-" A small cough was heard from the band of teachers sitting behind him. "Oh, yes. So sorry dear." Dumbledore turned back to them, "We have a new teacher, of course. Professor Yidick will be taking over the Defense Against the Dark Arts." The room shook slightly as the students clapped their hands politely.
The applause died down and Dumbledore, looking satisfied, sat. At this point the food, as always, appeared in front of them. Hermione frowned a bit, remembering who was making the food. But her expression softened as her eyes met the chicken which she immediately put on her plate. By this time Ron already had half the plate on his.
As they ate, Harry took a glance at the row of teachers, letting his eyes fall on Professor Yidick. She looked strangely out of place. She was very reserved. She didn't seem like she belonged at the head of a classroom. She actually looked a bit lonely. None of the other teachers seemed to notice her. They only talked to her to apologize for bumping into her or to ask her to pass something. Harry felt quite sorry for her. She looked up and saw him. So he smiled at her. Professor Yidick hesitated before smiling back. Almost like she thought that maybe Harry was just laughing at her. But she slowly smiled. She looked away pretty quickly. It seemed oddly like she wasn't used to being smiled at.
But Harry was soon disturbed from his thoughts as Hermione's hand brushed against his. It seemed that all his senses were tuned especially to her. He could feel the slightest touch and automatically tell it was her. He looked up at Hermione's face and noticed her looking down at the hands that neither of them had wanted to move.
"Hermione!" Ron half yelled from the other side of the table. "Hello... you were in the middle of passing me the salt..." Hermione's head snapped up. Ron looked at her expectantly.
"Oh, right!" She quietly handed the salt to him and went back to her food. When the feast ended they all headed up to the common room that would be there home for the rest of the school year.
Hermione, Ron and Harry decided to stay in the common room a while longer along with a few others. Harry and Ron played chess while Hermione read a book by the fire. One by one the stragglers left the common room until just the three of them were left. Finally, Ron stretched.
"I'm gonna go to bed you guys. Haven't gotten up early for the past three months." Ron stood up and walked over to the boys staircase.
"G'night, Ron." Harry and Hermione said in unison. Harry watched Ron disappear up the old oak steps and behind the door. He looked over at Hermione, who was looking at him. When he looked at her, her head snapped back to the book she was reading. He walked over.
"What're ya reading?" He asked. She looked back up at him.
"Romeo and Juliet." She said, grinning.
"Ahh," Harry said, smiling. "Destined to be together but forbidden. Sounds a little familiar." He looked at Hermione, who blushed. Harry sat down on the couch. Hermione gently set her book down. She walked over to the couch and sat next to him. Harry looked a little surprised but didn't object. He wrapped his arm around her and she pillowed her head on him. She fits so perfectly, he thought. They sat there for a while, letting the fire die down. And when it was almost an ember they, reluctantly sat up. They got up and Harry walked Hermione to the girls stairs. They stood there awkwardly, like two teenagers coming back from a first date.
"Goodnight, Harry." Hermione said quietly.
"Sweet dreams." Harry said just as quiet. At this point Hermione silently leaned up and kissed Harry on the cheek. Then she was gone, without a backwards glance. Harry walked back up to the boys dorm, laid down on his bed and fell asleep all with a huge grin plastered on his face.
Harry, Ron and Hermione exited the train with their things in hand. They boarded the "horseless" carriages and started on their way up to the castle which they would live in for the next nine months.
Ginny ran along the corridor of the train and grabbed her stuff. She got off the train just in time to see Harry, Ron and Hermione get on a carriage. Sighing, she got on another. It jolted into motion and she was on her way to her to her favorite place in the world. Although she could not enjoy the feeling that normally welled up inside of her at the sight of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For right now she only felt loneliness and regret. She did not know why she said what she did. But she knew it reminded her of something she had done many years ago...
Harry, Ron and Hermione got to the castle before Ginny did. They got out and made their way to the old oak doors. They got inside and went to the great hall. They sat, Harry next to Hermione and across from Ron.
Ginny came in and decided to give Hermione time to chill off. She went and sat with some of her friends in her year. No sooner had she sat down that Dumbledore got up to talk.
But as always, Ron droned out, hunger overtook him. "When is the old bat gonna stop talking? I want food!!"
"I'll let that one pass cause I know you're hungry but the next one will get you a fat lip." whispered Harry. Hermione giggled.
"Well... that seems to be all. So, let the f-" A small cough was heard from the band of teachers sitting behind him. "Oh, yes. So sorry dear." Dumbledore turned back to them, "We have a new teacher, of course. Professor Yidick will be taking over the Defense Against the Dark Arts." The room shook slightly as the students clapped their hands politely.
The applause died down and Dumbledore, looking satisfied, sat. At this point the food, as always, appeared in front of them. Hermione frowned a bit, remembering who was making the food. But her expression softened as her eyes met the chicken which she immediately put on her plate. By this time Ron already had half the plate on his.
As they ate, Harry took a glance at the row of teachers, letting his eyes fall on Professor Yidick. She looked strangely out of place. She was very reserved. She didn't seem like she belonged at the head of a classroom. She actually looked a bit lonely. None of the other teachers seemed to notice her. They only talked to her to apologize for bumping into her or to ask her to pass something. Harry felt quite sorry for her. She looked up and saw him. So he smiled at her. Professor Yidick hesitated before smiling back. Almost like she thought that maybe Harry was just laughing at her. But she slowly smiled. She looked away pretty quickly. It seemed oddly like she wasn't used to being smiled at.
But Harry was soon disturbed from his thoughts as Hermione's hand brushed against his. It seemed that all his senses were tuned especially to her. He could feel the slightest touch and automatically tell it was her. He looked up at Hermione's face and noticed her looking down at the hands that neither of them had wanted to move.
"Hermione!" Ron half yelled from the other side of the table. "Hello... you were in the middle of passing me the salt..." Hermione's head snapped up. Ron looked at her expectantly.
"Oh, right!" She quietly handed the salt to him and went back to her food. When the feast ended they all headed up to the common room that would be there home for the rest of the school year.
Hermione, Ron and Harry decided to stay in the common room a while longer along with a few others. Harry and Ron played chess while Hermione read a book by the fire. One by one the stragglers left the common room until just the three of them were left. Finally, Ron stretched.
"I'm gonna go to bed you guys. Haven't gotten up early for the past three months." Ron stood up and walked over to the boys staircase.
"G'night, Ron." Harry and Hermione said in unison. Harry watched Ron disappear up the old oak steps and behind the door. He looked over at Hermione, who was looking at him. When he looked at her, her head snapped back to the book she was reading. He walked over.
"What're ya reading?" He asked. She looked back up at him.
"Romeo and Juliet." She said, grinning.
"Ahh," Harry said, smiling. "Destined to be together but forbidden. Sounds a little familiar." He looked at Hermione, who blushed. Harry sat down on the couch. Hermione gently set her book down. She walked over to the couch and sat next to him. Harry looked a little surprised but didn't object. He wrapped his arm around her and she pillowed her head on him. She fits so perfectly, he thought. They sat there for a while, letting the fire die down. And when it was almost an ember they, reluctantly sat up. They got up and Harry walked Hermione to the girls stairs. They stood there awkwardly, like two teenagers coming back from a first date.
"Goodnight, Harry." Hermione said quietly.
"Sweet dreams." Harry said just as quiet. At this point Hermione silently leaned up and kissed Harry on the cheek. Then she was gone, without a backwards glance. Harry walked back up to the boys dorm, laid down on his bed and fell asleep all with a huge grin plastered on his face.