The comedy of Errors…and Harry
Chapter 3
I'm sorry I'm sorry. I do apologize extremely for my lack of what do they call it? "Writer's block"? Boy, I sure had that!! I know it's been like what, 6 months since I've updated? I've been pretty busy working those long hard hours at the bithlo McDonalds…anyways I'll shut up now…on with the show…
I'm lost in another daydream again. About whom? Hmm I wonder. Her. The same her who is completely ignoring me again. The famous Harry Potter is being ignored. Professor Flitwick is just rambling, rambling, rambling…falling asleep…dreaming…dreaming…hardness in my pants again… "Harry!" What? "Harry wake up it's time to leave!"
"Oh sorry Ron. Fell asleep again." Rubbing my eyes.
"I noticed." He eyes me suspiciously.
"Um Ron, could I catch up with you later?" I say looking over in the direction where Hermione is gathering up her belongings.
"Yeah sure. See you in the common room." He says as he exits the classroom never taking his eyes off towards Hermione. I think he suspects something. Oh course he does! Why do you think he gave you such a hard time about the whole sitting next to your girlfriend shit? "Shit." I say uncontrollably. Hermione doesn't notice. She's still preoccupied gathering up her books, quills, parchment, you name it, she's got it. That's my Hermione. I try to play it cool as I walk up to her. I clear my throat.
"Hem Hem" I manage to get out until…CRASH. I trip over a chair leg.
"That was graceful." She comments.
"Ha-ha, that was so funny I forgot to laugh." She raises an eyebrow at me. She knows what's coming.
"Hermione…" I start.
"No."
"But you haven't even let me say what I need say!"
"Because Harry, I know what you're going to say."
"How do you know?"
"You're too predictable."
"How so?"
"Well…"
"Well?????" My hands are on my hips looking straight into her eyes.
"Sirius" She whispers.
"Sorry? But what the bloody hell does Sirius have to do with anything?" She shakes her head at me.
"Harry Potter, boy who lived, always trying to make things better. Playing the hero." She states and then turns around to go out the door. It somehow registers into my thick skull. I sigh. Oy.
"Wait! Please? Would you just hear me out?" I grab her wrist and pin her to the wall of the outside corridor.
"Please Hermione? Please?" She looks up at the ceiling, then at the people walking by. She's looking anywhere but my face. I glance at the passing students too, but strange as it is I notice they have smirks on their faces. What the hell? Did they hear something about...us? Did they see us? God I hope not. I turn my head and direct my eyes towards her again. She rolls her eyes.
"Ok."
"REALLY?!"
"Yes…well? What is it you wish to say?"
"Well…that is to say it's kind of a long apology, and I can't quite get it out at the moment."
"Oh Harry!"
"Look can we talk when no one is around? Like in your room later or something?"
"Why my room?"
"Aw come on Hermione, you're the only one who gets there own room since you're head girl! And the head boy, but that's beside the point!"
"Fine." She says rather annoyingly.
"Alright then can I come up when everyone's asleep like 9 or 10?"
"10."
"10…why so late?" She rolls her eyes and taps her foot on the floor.
"Fine 10 I'll be there…ok?
"Whatever." She says dryly. Now we're getting somewhere.
After my little chat, if you can call that a chat I went up to the boy's dormitory to find Ron. Maybe I should tell him about what happened? I'm walking and I'm about to the open the doorknob when I hear the most horrific lyrics ever! NO IT CAN'T BE!!!!!!!!
Will there come a day you and I can say
We can finally see each other?
Will there come a time we can find the time
To reach out for one another?
We've been traveling in circles such a long, long time
Trying to say hello, hello!
And we can just let it ride, but you're someone that
I'd like to get to know
I'll meet you halfway, that's better than no way
There must be some way to get it together
And if there's some way, I know that some day
We just might work it out forever!!
Maybe I won't-
"Oh hell no!!! ROOOON!!" I burst open the door.
"What?" He's laying on his bed with a nudey magazine on his lap.
"You're shittin me right? You're fucking listening to…Bloody Hell, the fucking Partridge Family??!!"
"Yeah aren't they great! Dad let me borrow this weird contraption that plays music. Aw man it's so great look how it is. It's this thin silver doughnut shaped thing!!! Wicked!" Damn Mr. Weasley and his muggle likes! Hang on!
"Wait a minute Ron?" Ron's busy humming the tune of the song. "Ron!!"
"Yes Harold?"
"Don't call me that! I can understand the whole cd player thing-."
"Is that what it's called??? A c-d play-err! Ha-ha!!"
"Forget it." I mumble to myself. What my real intentions were was to ask Ron where in the love of god did he get a Partridge Family cd, the world may never know I guess. I roll my eyes and sit opposite him and try to think about what I need to say to Hermione to convince her how sorry I am about last night. Trying to think, think, think, I THINK I LOVE YOU!! Good grief. Meanwhile Ron still is enjoying his music. I can't think anymore. I need to get out of here. With that in mind I let Ron be. He doesn't even notice I leave. I go downstairs and am greeted with more smirking faces…god damnit. Still can't think straight. I leave the common room and wonder the halls for a little bit before my next classes begin. As I continue to walk, I unfortunately bump into someone who I detest the most. Malfoy.
"Watch it!" He growls. He looks over his shoulder and finds out it was I. "Ahh Potter! So you've returned to your normal angry self once again! Ha-ha. So tell me Potter, what was she like? Did she tell you how to do this and that? Or better! Did she have a book with her??!! Hahahahaha!!"
"I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy." Shit I'm screwed, if he knows…then everybody knows.
"Oh come off it! Everyone knows, or at least most of them know. We watched the display from the astronomy tower and...well concluded what went on after you two got up from singing!! Boy and let me you something Potter, you can't sing for crap!! Singing the Partridge family. Good lord." He continued to mock me for a total of 5 minutes…
"I need to go."
"Yes do go I'm rather bored with back to normal Potter."
"Fuck you!" I push him into the hall. He continues to laugh.
"Go on now potty, go back to mudblood granger." I slam him into the wall again.
"Don't you ever, ever (SLAM) call her a mudblood!!" He raises an eyebrow at me. His signal of saying "Yeah whatever." I let him go, and begin to leave.
"What's the matter Potter? Can't admit she wasn't the best fuck yet? Disappointed? I could help you out there." That's it. I pull out my wand and throw a hex at him. Next thing I know Malfoy's entire body is bound to the wall. Literally. "You can't leave me here! Wait until my father hears of this. HEY! Potter!!"
"Go ahead and tell him. Hell if I care!!" I walk away laughing.
It's 6 by the time I return from a day from hell and everyone is heading down to eat dinner. Hermione is exiting the girls' dormitory. I walk up to her.
"Hi."
"Hi." She's looking at the floor.
"Sit next to me at dinner?"
"Why not." She looks up and smiles. The first smile since last night… We go to dinner and eat in peace…silly smirks are everywhere though. Even Ron again is eyeing us weird. I need to talk to him about this. Probably should ask Hermione though. After dinner, we leave and sit in the common room for a while just talking. Around 7:30 Hermione leaves but gives me a look saying clearly "Remember when."
"What the bloody hell was that all about?"
"Nothing…Ron."
"You two have been acting bonkers this entire day."
"Yeah well…there's a lot of things on our minds"
"Yeah and there's a lot of things on everyone else's minds! Do you know? Do you have any idea what they're saying about you two?"
"No, but I have a hunch."
"They're saying you two shagged last night. I didn't believe it though! That's mental that is." I sat silent for a second. "I mean right? Harry?"
"Mmm?"
"No way! You did it! I thought it was some sort of rumor. Bloody fucking hell Harry."
"We were drunk alright?"
"I figured, I saw you drowning yourself in fire whiskey with her." Ron continued to ramble on and on about last night and what he witnessed. "So..." he says after a while. "Was it good?"
"Christ Ron, is that all you think about?"
"Sorry, it seems I'm now the virgin of the trio here."
"I don't really remember anything Ron."
"Are you sure?"
"Well…there are a couple of things." I smile and blush and then feel extremely guilty for saying that.
"Ohh??"
"Ron…" I look up at the clock. 8:00, two more hours. "I think I'll head up to bed"
Some time later I'm sitting up in bed reading a book that Hermione gave to me during Christmas. Magic and Me by: Robert Celica. Interesting read. I'm jolted out of my reading thoughts by Ron.
"Ahh, oh -clowns- applesauce!" Another dream again. Ron's panting heavy.
"Give them applesauce Ron." I reply without looking up from my book.
"But. I'm."
"You tell those clowns Ron!" Then all at once he falls back into his slumber. I chuckle to myself. This happens often. Circus Burger dream again. I look to the clock 9:45. Fifteen minutes left. Oh hell. Fifteen minutes I get to tell her how sorry I am. Fifteen minutes I get to tell her how much I love her. Fifteen minutes I get to tell her I don't regret anything I did. Fifteen minutes I may loose her forever. Fifteen minutes…fourteen…. thirteen…1 minute. What! Crappers. I walk up to the stairs of her room. I knock gently.
"Come in Harry." She obviously knows it's me. I walk in and close the door behind me. Wave my hand at her.
"Hi." I say but for some reason she laughs. "Sorry, but what did I do?"
"Nothing Harry nothing." Yeah right. I sit on her bed and look at the floor for a second. She walks over and lifts my chin up. "What is it Harry?" Boy she really wants to torture me.
"I know what we did was wrong." I start. My voice is shaking. I feel like i'm going to cry. She's looking straight into my eyes. "But Hermione, sorry seems to be the hardest word at the moment. Look, I didn't plan any of this…CHRIST…why is this so hard to say now?" She looks offended by my sudden outburst of language. "Hermione to be quite honest, I don't regret what we did last night…at all." I'm waiting for it. Either a "YOU PIG!" "GO AWAY!" "NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN!", or a slap in the face. Either of those would have made sense, but what I got was something totally ironic and so UnHermione like.
"I don't regret it either." Excuse me? Was she not the one who walked out of the room not caring at all that I was still in that bed afraid of what to say to her? Was she not the one who ignored me all of today? Was she not the one who obviously wanted to forget about what happened between us? What the he-"Harry, don't look at me that way. Look I know I've been angry today, but…"
"Hermione I love you. Did you know that? And not just best friend love. I really really love you! For you." Her eyes never leave mine.
"Excuse me? Harry that has got to be the lamest come on since…well I don't know when!"
"It isn't some come on Hermione. I'm speaking the truth." She begins to pace the room.
"Harry if you want to tell me the truth then tell me that you don't love me and that I was just some shag for the evening. Tell me that please. I'm dying to hear that!" She says sarcastically.
"You don't believe me do you? The one thing that I've been keeping to myself for the past 3 years…3 years Hermione…god damnit why won't you believe in what I sa-!"
"Because it's bullshit Harry!"
"It's not bullshit-!" She lets out a long growl.
"You don't love me."
"Yes I do. And nothing you or anyone else can say can make me change the feelings I have towards you. If you don't have anything whatsoever towards me then so be it. Hermione Granger I love you. And if you don't like this new arrangement well then tough noog noogs!" The last 10 minutes was nothing but yelling but if all it took was two simple words to change her mood well then fire away! She laughs at my last statement. Here I am telling her I love her and nothing can change that, and yet she's laughing at my speech. "What could possibly in this godforsaken moment be so funny? Please tell?"
"Tough noog noogs?? Dear god Harry who came up with that word?" I guess it was kind of funny noog noogs. Where had I heard that before though?
"Sirius." I whisper. She gets serious again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know." As if saying Sirius's name was a sin.
"Oh Hermione don't apologize for that it was pretty stupid."
"I can't stay mad at you."
"Huh?"
"I can't stay mad at you. You always somehow, someway make me laugh. Two words can make a difference."
"Three words can make a difference too." She looks at the floor and sits next to me.
"Harry I don't know what I feel right now. I'm lost and confused. Maybe if we take things-."
"Slow? That's fine. How about we don't bring attention to ourselves and keep it in private."
"No telling Ron?"
"No telling Ron." She smiles at me. Things were clearing up.
"I'm really glad you came up here and talked about this."
"Me too...you really don't regret what we did?"
"For some reason I don't. Weird. I think it brought us closer. For me at least."
"Me too." We sit in silence for a while and just enjoy each other's company. "I guess I'll head on down and up to bed." I say being my dumb funny self again. She laughs. I love her laugh.
"Goodnight Harry. She kisses me on the nose and then on the forehead.
"Goodnight angel." I say. She laughs again. I was being serious this time.
A/n How about that! 2529 words in this chapter alone…well that's including my author note on top but whatever! I'm really sorry I took me a century to write this! I love to get reviews…positive reviews ahem one pissed off ex- harry potter fan. Whatever her name is. Anyways I'd like to thank princess poot for that little show on the review list and I'd also like to thank prettie-duckie (thank you for sticking up for me!) and my 7 other remaining reviewers! Enchantress007 (look I updated it for you!) Swimchick1614, michelle moonshine, dracolover713, ears91, trubluhpfanatic, james jago, and anyone else I may have forgotten!! Thank you all. Whoo hoo!
