Chalk and Cheese
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters; they all belong to the amazing JK Rowling!
A/N Please Review guys! Lol enjoy.
"Hermione!"
Hermione groaned, and then chastised herself. After all, how many girls groaned inwardly every time their boyfriend came to see them? And if she was entirely honest, how many girls went to seek refuge in the library, in the vain hope that their boyfriend wouldn't come to see them? She forced her face into a smile and looked up at her boyfriend, who was being yelled at by Madam Pince for shouting in her library. When he finally escaped he looked up at Hermione and gave her a sheepish grin, his floppy dark hair in front of his eyes.
"Hello Miss Granger, what might you be doing here?"
"Hey Justin," she couldn't be bothered to tie in with his surname terms game right now.
He took the seat next to her, at their favourite table.
How sad. Hermione and Justin had a favourite table in the library. Not the Three Broomsticks, or even the Hogs Head - the library. It wasn't that she didn't like the library, it was great but it wasn't romantic and it wasn't her ideal place for a date. She had definitely changed – maybe it was because of Justin and how alike they were. The thing was, when she looked at Justin she thought he was boring and she didn't want to be like him.
"Hey -you OK? You look a bit down?"
"No, no I'm fine, this essay is just reeeely long. Honestly," she added, seeing Justin's look of disbelief all across his face. He had good reason of course, whoever heard of Hermione Granger not liking writing a long essay? It was exactly these assumptions that Hermione hated – she hated being the boring sensible one, the one who took notes, the one who was reliable, but who no other boy than Justin would ever look at.
Of course, Justin was gorgeous. He was tall, lean but not skinny, and had the floppy hair that most girls swooned over. And for some reason he liked Hermione. And for some reason Hermione didn't like Justin that much anymore.
It had started off great. They began dating in the fourth year, after working together on a Herbology project, and Justin had immediately felt a connection. No, that was wrong, they had both felt the connection – but now it didn't feel so mutual.
"OK, well anyway baby...."
Urgh baby.
"...so Ernie heard that there was probably going to be a ball this holiday, either Easter or Hogwarts Hell."
This perked even Hermione up.
"Hogwarts Hell! Are you sure? That hasn't happened since 1921 has it – when those two boys turned the whole school to jelly with such a powerful spell that school had to be closed for three....." She was drowned out by a series of loud shouts, bangs and "stifled" laughter from the table across the room from them. She saw Fred, George, Lee, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson sitting in silent hysterics pointing at something that was steaming in the middle of the table. Fred was physically shaking, while Angelina was crying with laughter. Hermione, grinning, turned to see Justin's reaction, but he spoke before this was necessary,
"Honestly, you'd never believe those lot were in 7th year would you? Are they like that in the common room as well? What a pointless way to be living their lives, and you know, 7th year is really important 'cos of NEWTS and everything, I mean the Weasley twins are just pathetic the way" "Just, they're having a bit of fun – don't go on yeah?"
Justin looked slightly surprised at Hermione's backchat, but just shrugged,
"Yeah whatever, you know, I was just saying." He leaned back on his chair, "so how about we go somewhere for a walk, romantic or something? We haven't done anything for ages." Hermione's heart rose, maybe this would be the time where her entire perspective would change, and her and Justin could become a real couple. Maybe even one that went further than just a kiss here and there.
They headed out the library, Justin talking to Hermione animatedly about Hogwarts Hell. It was a famous all day "festival" where the students of Hogwarts could do anything they wanted, and then party the night away at the Great Hellraiser in the evening. It was legendary, and hadn't happened for 83 years, due to dangerous behaviour, which made it all the more tempting.
As they walked along chatting, Justin suddenly grabbed Hermione's hand. Both were surprised by this action, as they had never really been into being intimate, especially not in school corridors.
"Mione, I know I'm not funny like Fred and George or brave like Harry or anything but I really do like you a lot you know that?"
Hermione blushed; she didn't know that Justin still dwelled on her brief relationship with Harry. She also remembered with a dash of happiness, her feelings for Justin when he took the time to work with her.
"Just I know, but |'m not with Harry. Or Fred and George come to that! I'm with you."
She felt the kiss she gave him on the cheek at that moment felt just right. But Justin seized his chance as Hermione rested her hands on his shoulder and gripped her tightly around the waist spinning her to face him; she let out a surprised yet delighted squeal as he pressed his mouth firmly against hers. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, the first French kiss in 3 weeks. She relaxed into him, feeling the strongness of his arms, and the warmth of his body next to hers.
"100 points from both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw!"
The couple broke apart, looking round hurriedly, worried about ruining their perfect reputations. However, all they saw was a grinning Ron, and a slightly embarrassed looking Harry, who had never quite got used to seeing Hermione with other boys, even though he was fully over her it still felt weird. Ron on the other hand, who had lusted after their best friend for years, had now found a new love in the form of Quidditch. He decided that he didn't feel a girlfriend was necessary right now, unless of course it was a certain girl.
"Ron! You scared me so much – get lost idiot!" But it was with a grin that Justin caught Hermione's hand again and lead her out, away from her laughing friends, and away from any other prying eyes....
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters; they all belong to the amazing JK Rowling!
A/N Please Review guys! Lol enjoy.
"Hermione!"
Hermione groaned, and then chastised herself. After all, how many girls groaned inwardly every time their boyfriend came to see them? And if she was entirely honest, how many girls went to seek refuge in the library, in the vain hope that their boyfriend wouldn't come to see them? She forced her face into a smile and looked up at her boyfriend, who was being yelled at by Madam Pince for shouting in her library. When he finally escaped he looked up at Hermione and gave her a sheepish grin, his floppy dark hair in front of his eyes.
"Hello Miss Granger, what might you be doing here?"
"Hey Justin," she couldn't be bothered to tie in with his surname terms game right now.
He took the seat next to her, at their favourite table.
How sad. Hermione and Justin had a favourite table in the library. Not the Three Broomsticks, or even the Hogs Head - the library. It wasn't that she didn't like the library, it was great but it wasn't romantic and it wasn't her ideal place for a date. She had definitely changed – maybe it was because of Justin and how alike they were. The thing was, when she looked at Justin she thought he was boring and she didn't want to be like him.
"Hey -you OK? You look a bit down?"
"No, no I'm fine, this essay is just reeeely long. Honestly," she added, seeing Justin's look of disbelief all across his face. He had good reason of course, whoever heard of Hermione Granger not liking writing a long essay? It was exactly these assumptions that Hermione hated – she hated being the boring sensible one, the one who took notes, the one who was reliable, but who no other boy than Justin would ever look at.
Of course, Justin was gorgeous. He was tall, lean but not skinny, and had the floppy hair that most girls swooned over. And for some reason he liked Hermione. And for some reason Hermione didn't like Justin that much anymore.
It had started off great. They began dating in the fourth year, after working together on a Herbology project, and Justin had immediately felt a connection. No, that was wrong, they had both felt the connection – but now it didn't feel so mutual.
"OK, well anyway baby...."
Urgh baby.
"...so Ernie heard that there was probably going to be a ball this holiday, either Easter or Hogwarts Hell."
This perked even Hermione up.
"Hogwarts Hell! Are you sure? That hasn't happened since 1921 has it – when those two boys turned the whole school to jelly with such a powerful spell that school had to be closed for three....." She was drowned out by a series of loud shouts, bangs and "stifled" laughter from the table across the room from them. She saw Fred, George, Lee, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson sitting in silent hysterics pointing at something that was steaming in the middle of the table. Fred was physically shaking, while Angelina was crying with laughter. Hermione, grinning, turned to see Justin's reaction, but he spoke before this was necessary,
"Honestly, you'd never believe those lot were in 7th year would you? Are they like that in the common room as well? What a pointless way to be living their lives, and you know, 7th year is really important 'cos of NEWTS and everything, I mean the Weasley twins are just pathetic the way" "Just, they're having a bit of fun – don't go on yeah?"
Justin looked slightly surprised at Hermione's backchat, but just shrugged,
"Yeah whatever, you know, I was just saying." He leaned back on his chair, "so how about we go somewhere for a walk, romantic or something? We haven't done anything for ages." Hermione's heart rose, maybe this would be the time where her entire perspective would change, and her and Justin could become a real couple. Maybe even one that went further than just a kiss here and there.
They headed out the library, Justin talking to Hermione animatedly about Hogwarts Hell. It was a famous all day "festival" where the students of Hogwarts could do anything they wanted, and then party the night away at the Great Hellraiser in the evening. It was legendary, and hadn't happened for 83 years, due to dangerous behaviour, which made it all the more tempting.
As they walked along chatting, Justin suddenly grabbed Hermione's hand. Both were surprised by this action, as they had never really been into being intimate, especially not in school corridors.
"Mione, I know I'm not funny like Fred and George or brave like Harry or anything but I really do like you a lot you know that?"
Hermione blushed; she didn't know that Justin still dwelled on her brief relationship with Harry. She also remembered with a dash of happiness, her feelings for Justin when he took the time to work with her.
"Just I know, but |'m not with Harry. Or Fred and George come to that! I'm with you."
She felt the kiss she gave him on the cheek at that moment felt just right. But Justin seized his chance as Hermione rested her hands on his shoulder and gripped her tightly around the waist spinning her to face him; she let out a surprised yet delighted squeal as he pressed his mouth firmly against hers. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, the first French kiss in 3 weeks. She relaxed into him, feeling the strongness of his arms, and the warmth of his body next to hers.
"100 points from both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw!"
The couple broke apart, looking round hurriedly, worried about ruining their perfect reputations. However, all they saw was a grinning Ron, and a slightly embarrassed looking Harry, who had never quite got used to seeing Hermione with other boys, even though he was fully over her it still felt weird. Ron on the other hand, who had lusted after their best friend for years, had now found a new love in the form of Quidditch. He decided that he didn't feel a girlfriend was necessary right now, unless of course it was a certain girl.
"Ron! You scared me so much – get lost idiot!" But it was with a grin that Justin caught Hermione's hand again and lead her out, away from her laughing friends, and away from any other prying eyes....