Chapter 2-Girl Talk
Hermione's POV
Hermione ran into her dormitory past Lavender and Parvati, covering up her face with her hands to hide her tears. She threw herself on her bed and quickly put up all the curtains around her.
"I wonder what the matter with her is." said Lavender looking concerned.
"Oh she probably just got less than perfect on one of her assignments for once in her life or something. Who cares?" answered Parvati looking at herself in her compact mirror of her make-up. "Anyways, are you coming to find Dean and Seamus or what?"
"No, you go on with out me Parvati. I'll catch up with you later." said Lavender.
"Whatever, then." Parvati left the room rolling her eyes.
"Hermione, are you alright?" said Lavender walking slowly up to her bed.
"NO! As a matter of fact I'm not!" Hermione said in tears.
"Would you like to talk about it?" asked Lavender kindly. This was really odd, for Hermione was never that close with Lavender. But considering she had no idea where Ginny was and desperately needed to talk to someone of her own gender, Hermione considered telling her.
"I just don't understand him! Why does he have to be so impossible sometimes?" Hermione answered through her bed hangings crying into the pillow in her arms.
"Ron?" Lavender answered almost immediately at this.
Hermione pulled back the curtains around her bed to face Lavender and said, "Is it that obvious?"
"To everyone but him, yes." said Lavender with a smile on her face taking a seat on the bed beside Hermione. "What happened this time?"
Hermione explained the entire fight to Lavender and to Hermione's surprise Lavender was grinning more and more as she told it.
"Awwww Hermione that's so romantic!" Lavender swooned.
"Romantic? There's nothing romantic about that! That stupid and weird and mad and—" Hermione started.
"But Hermione, don't you see why Ron got mad?" Lavender cut in.
"To make my life miserable?" Hermione questioned.
"No! Because he fancies you!!" Lavender informed.
"Excuse me? I'm sorry Lavender but I think you've been reading too many romance novels." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"No listen to me. Ron's jealous!" said Lavender beaming at Hermione.
"Well, I have to admit, I did think that way too at first but honestly, why on earth would he be jealous of Viktor?" said Hermione.
"I thought I already answered that question." Lavender said smirking.
"Lavender, he does not like me! He never has! Don't you ever see us when we're together? We fight all the time! He couldn't possibly like me in that way!" said Hermione with a bit of resentment in her voice.
"Hermione, do you fancy Ron?" said Lavender trying not to grin.
"What? Me, like Ron? Of course not! He's like my brother! We are just friends." said Hermione.
"Oh come on Hermione, I see those looks you give him all the time. Just admit it! It will make you feel a lot better." Lavender said.
Hermione thought about it for a second. She knew that deep down she had feelings for Ron that two best friends should never have between them. She had always covered them up though, thinking that Ron only goes for pretty girls and would never look twice at her. It was this reason that she never told him or anyone else for that matter how she felt. But now, Lavender sitting right beside her had figured out her deepest secret... Hermione considered telling her.
"Well, do you promise not to say a single thing to anyone?" Hermione asked.
"Of course, Hermione!" said Lavender excitedly.
"I guess I've always kind of liked Ron, it's just that, why would he ever like a girl like me? It's just really stupid!" admitted Hermione, who was blushing a bit.
"Awwwww Hemione! That is so sweet" Lavender gushed.
Hermione fought back the urge to roll her eyes. So this is the reason why she didn't have more girl friends. This was not sweet! Not remotely! "Well I don't think so, I think that this is mad and doesn't mean a thing."
"What do you mean it doesn't mean a thing? Are you kidding me? It is so obvious that Ron likes you! Everyone can see it, why can't you?" asked Lavender.
"It just doesn't all right? Besides if he did like me why didn't he tell me? I gave him the perfect opportunity to earlier!" said Hermione stubbornly.
"Well why haven't you admitted your feelings to him?" asked Lavender slyly. When Hermione didn't answer Lavender said, "A huh! That's what I thought! He's just scared that you don't like him back too! Either that or he's just being a prat! Or both! I'm leaning towards it's both."
"He CAN be quite an idiot sometimes, can't he?" said Hermione with a little smile on her face.
"Haha! Yes, typical boy! But I really think that you should talk to him tomorrow." said Lavender.
"Yes, I know. Thanks for listening Lavender! You know, the downfall to hanging around with boys so much, I don't ever get to talk about these things, besides when I talk to Ginny I mean!" said Hermione.
"Well, I'm not always as spaced out as you think! We can girl talk anytime you want! Well I'd better find Parvati before she has a fit! See you later, Hermione!" Lavender said as she got up to leave.
"Bye!" said Hermione as Lavender left her with her thoughts.
Just then Crookshanks jumped up on the bed. Hermione absentmindedly petted him laid down on her bed thinking about Ron. Tonight was the first time she actually admitted it to herself that she did fancy Ron.
"I have been such an idiot!" she thought. "All those times I just covered up my feelings for him by calling him an insensitive, insufferable prat. But I didn't mean it! I never meant any of it! I do like him—in fact, I like him a lot! I just wish that he felt the same way about me. Lavender seems to think he does but I know better than that. She thinks everything in live is based on a romance novel, that one. She doesn't know Ron like I do. He couldn't possibly fancy me! I'm just a know-it-all bushy haired book worm whom he wouldn't look twice at. He uses me for his school work practically all the time. That's probably the only reason why he's friends with me in the first place. But then, why DOES he get so upset when ever I say Viktor's name? I'm so confused! I like him so much! I like his cute red hair, his beautiful blue eyes, the way he wrinkles his nose when he's trying to figure out something; when he knows he's being a git and apologizes even when he may not know what he's apologizing for. I love the way he laughs, the way he tries to make me laugh. Even the way he stuffs his face is adorable in a gross kind of way! Oh dear! I'm hopeless.
She wondered what she would say to Ron tomorrow. Hermione closed her eyes, listening to Crookshanks' soft purr and continued to think about her favourite red head. Her thoughts of Ron continued in her dreams. Tomorrow would be a very interesting day!
Hermione's POV
Hermione ran into her dormitory past Lavender and Parvati, covering up her face with her hands to hide her tears. She threw herself on her bed and quickly put up all the curtains around her.
"I wonder what the matter with her is." said Lavender looking concerned.
"Oh she probably just got less than perfect on one of her assignments for once in her life or something. Who cares?" answered Parvati looking at herself in her compact mirror of her make-up. "Anyways, are you coming to find Dean and Seamus or what?"
"No, you go on with out me Parvati. I'll catch up with you later." said Lavender.
"Whatever, then." Parvati left the room rolling her eyes.
"Hermione, are you alright?" said Lavender walking slowly up to her bed.
"NO! As a matter of fact I'm not!" Hermione said in tears.
"Would you like to talk about it?" asked Lavender kindly. This was really odd, for Hermione was never that close with Lavender. But considering she had no idea where Ginny was and desperately needed to talk to someone of her own gender, Hermione considered telling her.
"I just don't understand him! Why does he have to be so impossible sometimes?" Hermione answered through her bed hangings crying into the pillow in her arms.
"Ron?" Lavender answered almost immediately at this.
Hermione pulled back the curtains around her bed to face Lavender and said, "Is it that obvious?"
"To everyone but him, yes." said Lavender with a smile on her face taking a seat on the bed beside Hermione. "What happened this time?"
Hermione explained the entire fight to Lavender and to Hermione's surprise Lavender was grinning more and more as she told it.
"Awwww Hermione that's so romantic!" Lavender swooned.
"Romantic? There's nothing romantic about that! That stupid and weird and mad and—" Hermione started.
"But Hermione, don't you see why Ron got mad?" Lavender cut in.
"To make my life miserable?" Hermione questioned.
"No! Because he fancies you!!" Lavender informed.
"Excuse me? I'm sorry Lavender but I think you've been reading too many romance novels." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"No listen to me. Ron's jealous!" said Lavender beaming at Hermione.
"Well, I have to admit, I did think that way too at first but honestly, why on earth would he be jealous of Viktor?" said Hermione.
"I thought I already answered that question." Lavender said smirking.
"Lavender, he does not like me! He never has! Don't you ever see us when we're together? We fight all the time! He couldn't possibly like me in that way!" said Hermione with a bit of resentment in her voice.
"Hermione, do you fancy Ron?" said Lavender trying not to grin.
"What? Me, like Ron? Of course not! He's like my brother! We are just friends." said Hermione.
"Oh come on Hermione, I see those looks you give him all the time. Just admit it! It will make you feel a lot better." Lavender said.
Hermione thought about it for a second. She knew that deep down she had feelings for Ron that two best friends should never have between them. She had always covered them up though, thinking that Ron only goes for pretty girls and would never look twice at her. It was this reason that she never told him or anyone else for that matter how she felt. But now, Lavender sitting right beside her had figured out her deepest secret... Hermione considered telling her.
"Well, do you promise not to say a single thing to anyone?" Hermione asked.
"Of course, Hermione!" said Lavender excitedly.
"I guess I've always kind of liked Ron, it's just that, why would he ever like a girl like me? It's just really stupid!" admitted Hermione, who was blushing a bit.
"Awwwww Hemione! That is so sweet" Lavender gushed.
Hermione fought back the urge to roll her eyes. So this is the reason why she didn't have more girl friends. This was not sweet! Not remotely! "Well I don't think so, I think that this is mad and doesn't mean a thing."
"What do you mean it doesn't mean a thing? Are you kidding me? It is so obvious that Ron likes you! Everyone can see it, why can't you?" asked Lavender.
"It just doesn't all right? Besides if he did like me why didn't he tell me? I gave him the perfect opportunity to earlier!" said Hermione stubbornly.
"Well why haven't you admitted your feelings to him?" asked Lavender slyly. When Hermione didn't answer Lavender said, "A huh! That's what I thought! He's just scared that you don't like him back too! Either that or he's just being a prat! Or both! I'm leaning towards it's both."
"He CAN be quite an idiot sometimes, can't he?" said Hermione with a little smile on her face.
"Haha! Yes, typical boy! But I really think that you should talk to him tomorrow." said Lavender.
"Yes, I know. Thanks for listening Lavender! You know, the downfall to hanging around with boys so much, I don't ever get to talk about these things, besides when I talk to Ginny I mean!" said Hermione.
"Well, I'm not always as spaced out as you think! We can girl talk anytime you want! Well I'd better find Parvati before she has a fit! See you later, Hermione!" Lavender said as she got up to leave.
"Bye!" said Hermione as Lavender left her with her thoughts.
Just then Crookshanks jumped up on the bed. Hermione absentmindedly petted him laid down on her bed thinking about Ron. Tonight was the first time she actually admitted it to herself that she did fancy Ron.
"I have been such an idiot!" she thought. "All those times I just covered up my feelings for him by calling him an insensitive, insufferable prat. But I didn't mean it! I never meant any of it! I do like him—in fact, I like him a lot! I just wish that he felt the same way about me. Lavender seems to think he does but I know better than that. She thinks everything in live is based on a romance novel, that one. She doesn't know Ron like I do. He couldn't possibly fancy me! I'm just a know-it-all bushy haired book worm whom he wouldn't look twice at. He uses me for his school work practically all the time. That's probably the only reason why he's friends with me in the first place. But then, why DOES he get so upset when ever I say Viktor's name? I'm so confused! I like him so much! I like his cute red hair, his beautiful blue eyes, the way he wrinkles his nose when he's trying to figure out something; when he knows he's being a git and apologizes even when he may not know what he's apologizing for. I love the way he laughs, the way he tries to make me laugh. Even the way he stuffs his face is adorable in a gross kind of way! Oh dear! I'm hopeless.
She wondered what she would say to Ron tomorrow. Hermione closed her eyes, listening to Crookshanks' soft purr and continued to think about her favourite red head. Her thoughts of Ron continued in her dreams. Tomorrow would be a very interesting day!