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...:...Chapter 8...:...
Since the Halloween Ball, Hermione's nerves calmed down and her nightmares slowly drifted away. It seemed as if once she confronted the person who gave her nightmares, that person took them away just as easy. Hermione was happier then she had been for months. The head girl walked around the castle for a while just to think. She was absolutely happy that the nightmares were gone, but now they were being replaced with dreams. Weird dreams. Just the night before, she had a dream Draco came up to her, held her hand, and pecked her cheek. Hermione always had this overwhelming feeling when she woke up. Something in-between nausea and feather lightness in her stomach. Hermione all of the sudden became very aware of her appearance. She would take more time putting make-up on, brushing her hair for hours, making sure she was clean, smelling good, she even got a citrus ocean breeze perfume! In class Hermione couldn't pay attention anymore, even in her favorite subjects! Her honey eyes kept wandering nowhere as if she was expecting someone to run in and tell her something exciting has happened. Hermione became less interested in her homework and more interested in her diary. The Gryffindor girl walked into her room and headed straight for her diary.
Dear Diary,
Today I felt especially dizzy. I think it may be nerves or maybe even sickness. It's been a week from the Halloween Ball, and I can't stop thinking of that night. Ron ignores me now. I don't blame him, I feel incredibly guilty. Harry seems to talk to me more then ever! And Draco. Oh yes Draco. I don't know what it is, but every time I see him, I feel kind of sick and not hungry. I even had an empty stomach after craving pudding for weeks by just seeing him across the great hall. And he smiles now! He actually smiles! It makes me feel week and flattered for the oddest reason. Today I saw him passing by in the hallway. He said hello to me. I was about to return the favor but tripped right in front of him! I felt so embarrassed, my cheeks turned practically crimson and I felt like I was going to barf! I went to the hospital wing today. Madam Pomfery was stern for all the ruckus but just smiled at the end telling me there was nothing wrong with me.
I think everybody is trying to hide something from me. I feel very odd and ugly now.
Just a couple of weeks ago, I hated Draco Malfoy. Despising every detail, every sneer every twinge of pure evil in his pale face. I even had nightmares. Horrible dreams about him and Voldemort! Now I'm having dreams of being comforted and held in his arms. I think that these dreams have been controlling me. My dreams are my weaknesses. The only thing I'm afraid of now is my dreams. It's getting late now. I promised Harry I would come talk about something important with him wonder what it is. I have a feeling though. Gary Brunes, the Gryffindor beater, just got expelled from " accidentally" setting Snape on fire. Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Confused and amused,
Hermione Granger.
Hermione put her Diary down on her pillow. She brushed her hair and headed down to the common room, on her way to the Gryffindor tower. She headed down the stairs and stopped immediately when she saw Draco on the couch with something in his hand.
He smiled. " Are you alright? I heard you had to go to the hospital wing today."
Hermione gulped. Her eyes grew wide. Why was it so hard to talk? " Uh y-yeah. Well I'm better now. Just a little fever." She lied.
Draco combed his silver hair out of his face with his fingers and raised an eyebrow. " You were always a bad liar Hermione Granger!" He laughed.
Hermione gave her fake, sarcastic laugh. " Eh-he-he-he yeah, really funny," Hermione really did laugh when she saw Draco's expression. He looked like a confused little puppy.
" I never knew you had a sense of sarcasm." Draco chuckled.
" Yeah-yeah, well I have to go now." Hermione started for the portrait to leave when Draco ran over in front of her. Hermione gave him a questioning look.
He opened his hand. Hermione gasped. It was a beautiful ring! It was silver with a big amber jewel in the middle surrounded with emeralds. " This is for you." Draco said.
" It's fantastic, but what for?" Hermione's mouth still gaped.
Draco looked a little uneasy then braved. " It's proof to you that I will promise to never be nasty or mean to you again. I don't want it like that. It's a friendship ring."
Hermione gently reached out for it and put it on her silver chained necklace. Her mother told her it was always proper to put a ring a boy gave you on a necklace. Then she got an idea. " Hold on Draco Malfoy!" Hermione ran up to her room and back down with something in her hand. Draco was bewildered. "Here." Hermione held out a gold-banded ring with a big swirly emerald in the middle with rubies embroidering the band. It was her fathers. He had given it to her to give to a special friend one day. Draco reached out for it in awe, and then paused. " I can't accept it, I was the one being horrible to you."
" Draco, it takes two to be friends, and it takes two to have a friendship ring." Hermione sternly said. She shoved the ring back to him. " Oh yeah." She handed him a golden chain necklace. " If you want." She added.
" O-of course." Draco put the ring on the chain and around his neck. The necklaces fit them beautifully. Like it was made FOR them. " Thank you." He said still in amazement.
"Thank YOU. I have to leave now, I'll see you friend." Hermione said. Hermione left the common room with a huge grin on her face.
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Harry was waiting in the Gryffindor common room for Hermione. He was anxious to tell her the news. She was late. He had heard what Ron did and was Furious. But he calmed down after hearing Hermione rejected him. It was kind of harsh but hey, he had a crush on her too. It was only human. His thoughts were interrupted the portrait opening. He looked up to see the head girl walking in with a wide smile plastered on her face.
" Hullo." Harry said with a surprised look on his face. Why was she so happy? Did she know what the news was already? He hoped not. But then again, that would be a good thing if she were smiling.
" Hi." Hermione said airily. " So what's the news?" Hermione said with a dazed look on her face.
" Well why don't you sit down? I think you can't see with all that fog clouding up your eyes, you might fall." Harry chuckled at his own joke.
Hermione DID sit down. More like plopping down. She looked like she was on cloud nine. " Mhm." She answered as if she didn't hear anything.
" U-u-u-u-h Hermione can you please tell me what is wrong with your eyes? Did you get enough sleep?" Harry had a worried look on his face. Hermione's eyes were clouded up, they looked paler. Out of nowhere, her eyes brightened back and her goofy smiled turned back into an excited one.
" Oh sorry Harry didn't see you there. I was having the most wonderful dream! I got this ring from..." She paused and looked down, seeing she really did have a ring. It wasn't a dream. Harry looked at her, both eyebrows raised.
" No offense. But do you need to go to the hospital wing?" Harry asked. His emerald eyes were glittering with concern.
" Harry, remember how you acted when you had a crush on Cho?" Hermione asked.
" Well yes but-"
" What was it like? What did it feel like?" Hermione cut him off.
Harry wasn't expecting a parade of personal questions." Uh Hermione. I'm over her. I kind of don't remember the actual feelings I had when I was around her." He paused. Then asked suspiciously. " Why do you ask?"
Hermione blushed. " Never mind."
Harry raised an eyebrow. " No-no I mind. Now spill."
Hermione blushed deeper. " Well I think I have a crush on -"
" Who?" Harry asked. He never was nosy but he started to think this would get him somewhere.
" I'm not telling." Hermione said.
" Is it someone I know?" Hermione blushed more if possible at this question.
" Quite well." Hermione replied.
" Does his person play quidditch?" Harry asked.
" Oh yeah." Hermione started looking really nervous.
" Is this person a seeker?" Harry asked.
Hermione raised her eyebrow. " That's too much information already!" She snapped.
" Just that last question and no more. I promise." Harry vowed.
" Oh alright. Yes he's a seeker." Hermione sighed.
Harry thought about this. ' It's a seeker. Hufflepuff has a girl seeker so it can't be her. I don't really know the Ravenclaw seeker, so that's out. She does definitely not like Malfoy. So that leaves one person left. ME.' Harry grinned in victory.
" About that news." Hermione snapped.
" Oh right." Harry started. " As you know, one of my beaters has been expelled for a beautiful parade of fireworks." Harry paused a minute to laugh. " And we are going to have auditions for a new beater." He continued. " So I was wondering if you would like to try?"
Hermione leapt off of her seat and yelped for joy. " Yes! Of course I'll try! I want to be on the team!"
" And if you make it, you DO know you have to get up early for practices?" Harry asked.
" Absolutely." Hermione confirmed.
" I'll see you at try outs!" Harry said with a grin.
"I'll be there. Good night."
" Good night."
Hermione walked out feeling refreshed. She had gotten a ring from a guy she thinks she likes and has been asked to try out for beater, to be on a real quidditch team! Her year was turning up after all!
Unknown to Hermione, a certain evil pug-faced slytherin was spying on her. Gathering information for her future master.
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A/N: I hoped you like it. I'm extremely busy this month but please don't hesitate to review. I hate flames, love reviews. Be gentle with critism. I luv U all!
DracoIsMyLOVER: Thanx 4 ur review! I'm happy that u r happy! : )
Imogenhm: Thank you for keeping on with the reviews! I like them. And sorry for the wait.
Nexiumchick: That's true. I couldn't have said it better myself. He-he-he . Thanx for reviewing!
Major issues 4 life: Well I want to make it a little realistic. I don't think someone who has been enemies would kiss the person they are afraid of right away, but it is coming. ; ) Thank you for the review!
Storywritter10791: Thank you for your reviews and faith in me! You have been there all the way!
Shaz: OK I'll try to link. But you'll know if your reading this. Lol. Thanx 4 the review!
...:...Chapter 8...:...
Since the Halloween Ball, Hermione's nerves calmed down and her nightmares slowly drifted away. It seemed as if once she confronted the person who gave her nightmares, that person took them away just as easy. Hermione was happier then she had been for months. The head girl walked around the castle for a while just to think. She was absolutely happy that the nightmares were gone, but now they were being replaced with dreams. Weird dreams. Just the night before, she had a dream Draco came up to her, held her hand, and pecked her cheek. Hermione always had this overwhelming feeling when she woke up. Something in-between nausea and feather lightness in her stomach. Hermione all of the sudden became very aware of her appearance. She would take more time putting make-up on, brushing her hair for hours, making sure she was clean, smelling good, she even got a citrus ocean breeze perfume! In class Hermione couldn't pay attention anymore, even in her favorite subjects! Her honey eyes kept wandering nowhere as if she was expecting someone to run in and tell her something exciting has happened. Hermione became less interested in her homework and more interested in her diary. The Gryffindor girl walked into her room and headed straight for her diary.
Dear Diary,
Today I felt especially dizzy. I think it may be nerves or maybe even sickness. It's been a week from the Halloween Ball, and I can't stop thinking of that night. Ron ignores me now. I don't blame him, I feel incredibly guilty. Harry seems to talk to me more then ever! And Draco. Oh yes Draco. I don't know what it is, but every time I see him, I feel kind of sick and not hungry. I even had an empty stomach after craving pudding for weeks by just seeing him across the great hall. And he smiles now! He actually smiles! It makes me feel week and flattered for the oddest reason. Today I saw him passing by in the hallway. He said hello to me. I was about to return the favor but tripped right in front of him! I felt so embarrassed, my cheeks turned practically crimson and I felt like I was going to barf! I went to the hospital wing today. Madam Pomfery was stern for all the ruckus but just smiled at the end telling me there was nothing wrong with me.
I think everybody is trying to hide something from me. I feel very odd and ugly now.
Just a couple of weeks ago, I hated Draco Malfoy. Despising every detail, every sneer every twinge of pure evil in his pale face. I even had nightmares. Horrible dreams about him and Voldemort! Now I'm having dreams of being comforted and held in his arms. I think that these dreams have been controlling me. My dreams are my weaknesses. The only thing I'm afraid of now is my dreams. It's getting late now. I promised Harry I would come talk about something important with him wonder what it is. I have a feeling though. Gary Brunes, the Gryffindor beater, just got expelled from " accidentally" setting Snape on fire. Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Confused and amused,
Hermione Granger.
Hermione put her Diary down on her pillow. She brushed her hair and headed down to the common room, on her way to the Gryffindor tower. She headed down the stairs and stopped immediately when she saw Draco on the couch with something in his hand.
He smiled. " Are you alright? I heard you had to go to the hospital wing today."
Hermione gulped. Her eyes grew wide. Why was it so hard to talk? " Uh y-yeah. Well I'm better now. Just a little fever." She lied.
Draco combed his silver hair out of his face with his fingers and raised an eyebrow. " You were always a bad liar Hermione Granger!" He laughed.
Hermione gave her fake, sarcastic laugh. " Eh-he-he-he yeah, really funny," Hermione really did laugh when she saw Draco's expression. He looked like a confused little puppy.
" I never knew you had a sense of sarcasm." Draco chuckled.
" Yeah-yeah, well I have to go now." Hermione started for the portrait to leave when Draco ran over in front of her. Hermione gave him a questioning look.
He opened his hand. Hermione gasped. It was a beautiful ring! It was silver with a big amber jewel in the middle surrounded with emeralds. " This is for you." Draco said.
" It's fantastic, but what for?" Hermione's mouth still gaped.
Draco looked a little uneasy then braved. " It's proof to you that I will promise to never be nasty or mean to you again. I don't want it like that. It's a friendship ring."
Hermione gently reached out for it and put it on her silver chained necklace. Her mother told her it was always proper to put a ring a boy gave you on a necklace. Then she got an idea. " Hold on Draco Malfoy!" Hermione ran up to her room and back down with something in her hand. Draco was bewildered. "Here." Hermione held out a gold-banded ring with a big swirly emerald in the middle with rubies embroidering the band. It was her fathers. He had given it to her to give to a special friend one day. Draco reached out for it in awe, and then paused. " I can't accept it, I was the one being horrible to you."
" Draco, it takes two to be friends, and it takes two to have a friendship ring." Hermione sternly said. She shoved the ring back to him. " Oh yeah." She handed him a golden chain necklace. " If you want." She added.
" O-of course." Draco put the ring on the chain and around his neck. The necklaces fit them beautifully. Like it was made FOR them. " Thank you." He said still in amazement.
"Thank YOU. I have to leave now, I'll see you friend." Hermione said. Hermione left the common room with a huge grin on her face.
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Harry was waiting in the Gryffindor common room for Hermione. He was anxious to tell her the news. She was late. He had heard what Ron did and was Furious. But he calmed down after hearing Hermione rejected him. It was kind of harsh but hey, he had a crush on her too. It was only human. His thoughts were interrupted the portrait opening. He looked up to see the head girl walking in with a wide smile plastered on her face.
" Hullo." Harry said with a surprised look on his face. Why was she so happy? Did she know what the news was already? He hoped not. But then again, that would be a good thing if she were smiling.
" Hi." Hermione said airily. " So what's the news?" Hermione said with a dazed look on her face.
" Well why don't you sit down? I think you can't see with all that fog clouding up your eyes, you might fall." Harry chuckled at his own joke.
Hermione DID sit down. More like plopping down. She looked like she was on cloud nine. " Mhm." She answered as if she didn't hear anything.
" U-u-u-u-h Hermione can you please tell me what is wrong with your eyes? Did you get enough sleep?" Harry had a worried look on his face. Hermione's eyes were clouded up, they looked paler. Out of nowhere, her eyes brightened back and her goofy smiled turned back into an excited one.
" Oh sorry Harry didn't see you there. I was having the most wonderful dream! I got this ring from..." She paused and looked down, seeing she really did have a ring. It wasn't a dream. Harry looked at her, both eyebrows raised.
" No offense. But do you need to go to the hospital wing?" Harry asked. His emerald eyes were glittering with concern.
" Harry, remember how you acted when you had a crush on Cho?" Hermione asked.
" Well yes but-"
" What was it like? What did it feel like?" Hermione cut him off.
Harry wasn't expecting a parade of personal questions." Uh Hermione. I'm over her. I kind of don't remember the actual feelings I had when I was around her." He paused. Then asked suspiciously. " Why do you ask?"
Hermione blushed. " Never mind."
Harry raised an eyebrow. " No-no I mind. Now spill."
Hermione blushed deeper. " Well I think I have a crush on -"
" Who?" Harry asked. He never was nosy but he started to think this would get him somewhere.
" I'm not telling." Hermione said.
" Is it someone I know?" Hermione blushed more if possible at this question.
" Quite well." Hermione replied.
" Does his person play quidditch?" Harry asked.
" Oh yeah." Hermione started looking really nervous.
" Is this person a seeker?" Harry asked.
Hermione raised her eyebrow. " That's too much information already!" She snapped.
" Just that last question and no more. I promise." Harry vowed.
" Oh alright. Yes he's a seeker." Hermione sighed.
Harry thought about this. ' It's a seeker. Hufflepuff has a girl seeker so it can't be her. I don't really know the Ravenclaw seeker, so that's out. She does definitely not like Malfoy. So that leaves one person left. ME.' Harry grinned in victory.
" About that news." Hermione snapped.
" Oh right." Harry started. " As you know, one of my beaters has been expelled for a beautiful parade of fireworks." Harry paused a minute to laugh. " And we are going to have auditions for a new beater." He continued. " So I was wondering if you would like to try?"
Hermione leapt off of her seat and yelped for joy. " Yes! Of course I'll try! I want to be on the team!"
" And if you make it, you DO know you have to get up early for practices?" Harry asked.
" Absolutely." Hermione confirmed.
" I'll see you at try outs!" Harry said with a grin.
"I'll be there. Good night."
" Good night."
Hermione walked out feeling refreshed. She had gotten a ring from a guy she thinks she likes and has been asked to try out for beater, to be on a real quidditch team! Her year was turning up after all!
Unknown to Hermione, a certain evil pug-faced slytherin was spying on her. Gathering information for her future master.
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A/N: I hoped you like it. I'm extremely busy this month but please don't hesitate to review. I hate flames, love reviews. Be gentle with critism. I luv U all!