Hey guys! I don't know if you actually want to read what I got to say, but if you don't, you can just jump to the words under this sweet, grey line down there...
Well, I'm Sydney and this story will, at some points, be very confusing and stupid, but at others, there will be very deep feelings and stuff... and to those who questioned me about why I changed my nickname and deleted the story... Well, my stories were, at some points, too heavy and should have been rated NC/17, which isn't allowed at So they deleted me and my stories... But I learned from my mistakes and started new and well, here we go...
When Hermione got up, Rick wasn't in his bed and the curtains of Spikes bad were still closed.
She tiptoed over to his bed and opened the curtains a bit "Spike?" Spike turned to the other side "No, I really don't wanna eat your shoes now... Oh, alright, gimme the ketchup..."
Hermione laughed out loud and Spike sat up strait "What? What the hell...?" Hermione kept laughing and Spike pulled the curtains back "What are you laughing about, Granger?"
"I really don't want you to eat my shoes, McCarthy"
Spike blushed "I... why the hell did you come over? And why do you call me McCarthy"
"You call me Granger, I call you McCarthy, alright? And I came over to tell you... about what you said yesterday..."
Spike took her arm and made her climbe into his bed before he closed the curtains again
"Lumos... Silencio... Alright, now nobody outside this bed can hear us. NOW you can speak free"
Hermione looked at him. She could see his naked torso "Do you wear only boxers to sleep?"
"Yeah... What a question is that Gra... pet?"
"Just wanted to know... honey"
"Don't call me honey"
"You call me pet"
"Spike already is a nickname, alright?"
"Alright... Spike" They looked at each other and were both confused about what they just did... Having a nearly normal conversation in Spikes bed. "So, uhm... why did you wake me up?"
"First of all, I didn't meant to wake you up but you said such a funny thing and... well... I came over to see if you were already awake..."
"Why?"
"I... Well, Spike... I'm sorry about what happened to you and your mother and... You can't expect me to be best friends with you now, but... As Ginny said everybody deserves a second chance and now I'm offering one to you, alright?"
"Alright pet... And now get up, you're sitting on my leg"
"Sorry" Hermiones feet touched the cold floor and she hear somebody whisper "What the hell..." She looked to the door to find a quite wet Rick "I'm just gone to take a shower for ten bloody minutes and you two instantly have a little 'conversation' in Spikes bed?"
Hermione smiled "Actually, we really had a conversation in spikes bed, yeah"
Spike sat on his bed, curtains open and smiled "And it was quite interesting and I am happy Mya came over to talk"
They looked at each other and smirked. It was not like 'Hey, we made fun of Rick and now we are best friends' but it was a step further... Rick stood there, not willing to believe his ears "You are talking about a real conversation, right? With talking and stuff ? About the good old times, yeah?"
Spike grinned "yeah, whatever... By the way, what are you going to study, Mya?"
Hermione said a spell to dress herself and smiled "Journalism. I want to become a real one, not the kind of the Journalists from that paper which Luna's dad owns and not the kind Rita Skeeter was, but a real, serious journalist..."
"That's quite cool... You know, Sydney..."
The door burst open "Hey Mya! I just saw the classes lists in the hall and guess what? I'm studying journalism, too! We got the same classes! Isn't that just great?"
Hermione smiled. She really started to like that girl and her always-happy- smile... It was strange but got her in a great mood everytime she saw it... "Yeah, it is... Do you know when our first class is?"
"Yeah, sure... You know, because we both only study journalism, we got four lessons three days a week, five lessons one day a week and freetime on Friday, but you can't really call it freetime, because we always get soooooooooooo much homework like 'write a newspaper article about whatever' and today, we got our first lesson at ten o'clock with professor Lovegood, he's quite cool and even has his own paper and..."
"Oh no" Hermione sighed "and he talks about creatures that really do not exist and stuff, I know his daughter..."
"Yeah. He's so funny"
Hermione nodded "I can imagine that..."
Sydney kept smiling "Hey, guys, the reason why I actually came over... I'm off to get some coffee... Anybody want in?"
Rick nodded "Yeah, black for me"
"I want vanilla, Syd, thanks" Spike said
"Oh yeah, they have vanilla coffee here?" Hermione jumped up and down "I'm so glad to be back in England"
"Alright, a black one and two vanillas, just comin'" The door shut again and Hermione let herself fall down onto her bed. Malfoy had changed, she had her Ginny back and the girl with whom she had all her classes was really close to becoming a good friend... Something had to be wrong... The door opened again and Tricia walked in "Hey guys... Rick, lessons start at half past nine today, don't be late again, alright?"
"Right"
She sat down on Hermiones bed "Slept well?"
"Sure"
"I really didn't want to disturb your conversation last night, but Rick was going on my nerves pretending I was his girlfriend..."
"You are!!!"
"No, I'm not" Tricia got a pillow and hexed it, so it would fly over to Rick and hit him again and again and again... Rick send a tickling curse over to Tricia, but it hit Hermione and she burst out laughing "No... stop it..." She cursed him with a cough curse and he sent a beating-pillow back, which hit Tricia and when they all lay on the beds, still laughing and breathing for air, Tricia lifted her head a bit "Hey... Guys... You know what? It is really not fair... nobody hexed Spike..."
Spikes eyes widened and he stopped laughing about his three friends. He stood up on his bed, wand clutched in his hand. The three looked at each other and in a quiet agreement they all sent Ricks tickling curse at the same time. Spike fell over, laughing and shaking "That's... not... fair..."
The door opened and Sydney stepped in. "Oh... I missed all the fun..."
"Finite Incantatem" Hermione said and Spike stopped shaking and laughing. He looked at the others. "That was really not nice of you and I would pay it back... But I need my coffee"
They all grapped their cups and drank their coffee. Tricia looked at Hermione "You know, we do this everyday. Meeting here and drinking our coffee. We are all addicted to coffee... I wonder were Gin is? Oh, and we are addicted to something else... cigarrettes, ya know? I know they are bad, but... I just can't stop it..."
Hermione smiled "Just do me a favour and never ever try to stop with bubblegum or lollipops instead of cigarrettes." She opened her nightstand. In it were a packet of bubblegum, five lollipops and two packages of cigarretes "You just get addicted to all of them"
Sydney laughed "That's fun, 'cause if you look into spikes nightstand, it has to be the same picture. He, too, tried it with bubblegum and lollipops..."
Hermione smiled "Is that true, Spike?" He blushed "I like cherry most..."
When Hermione got out of four lessons Professor Lovegood she sighed "Wow... that man talked so much crap...""I think he was funny... So about what will you write?"
Hermione went to their rooms with Sydney "You mean the article about an interesting creature? I think I'll take hippogriffs..."
She felt a hand on her waist "I don't like hippogriffs, take something else"
Hermione smiled "Hey Spike... I remember... This 'bloody hippogriff' nearly 'killed you or – even worse- teared apart your arm' right?"
"Yeah, it did" Hermione smiled and turned to face Sydney "You know, he doesn't even have a scar..."
Spike laughed "Yeah, as I said... nearly... What about bandmeeting in two hours? I'll get the pizza"
"Yeah, sure" Sydney said.
Hermione said nothing. Sydney looked at her "Mya? Everything alright?"
"What? Yeah, sure..."
"So why don't you answer, pet?"
Hermione looked confused "I'm not in the band, remember?"
Spike laughed "Yeah, but I'm sure you have nothing better to do and you kind of are in the crowd, you know? It's like you, Ginny, Syd,Trish, Rick and me. We are the crowd. And you heard? I said your name first... You know, Sydney brought you down into the dungeons, Ginny is your best friend since dunno-when and we others talked during the break and you are definitely in..."
"And it is that easy to get into 'the crowd'?"
"It is 'that easy' to get into 'our crowd'. The first impression is the most important"
Hermione smiled "I like pizza"