Hey, here's another chapter. Thanks to my beta Alana and to everyone who
reviewed. For those of you that wanted to know, this story will probably be
about 9 chapters long.
"No, stop, don't hurt her, not Hermione, I love her," Harry pleaded.
"And it's time for her to die!" said the cold, horror filled voice.
"Harry, help me, please; Harry!" Hermione screamed but it was too late, she was already dead.
"NOOOOO!" Harry screamed.
He was sitting upright in his bed, sweat pouring down his face. He glanced at his alarm clock, which told him it was 3 AM. He opened the hangings around his bed and squinted around the dark dormitory. He could hear Neville snoring away on the other side of the room, and could hear Ron muttering 'Go canons, kick their butts!' in his obviously untroubled sleep. Harry slumped back onto his bed and lay there for ages, not able to get back to sleep.
"Ow, bloody hell Ron!" Harry groaned as Ron threw a pillow at his head to wake him up.
"Come on mate, wakey wakey! Ron said very cheerfully in reply. Harry looked at his alarm clock, it was 9.30 AM so he got up, washed and then changed into his Quidditch robes. Ron got Harry's firebolt out of his trunk for him and carried it downstairs with Harry by his side.
He walked into the Great Hall to a big cheer and sat down with the usual crowd. He glanced at Hermione who smiled hopefully at him, he replied with a weak and very quick smile and looked away. Anyone else would have thought the smile was nothing, but to Hermione it meant a lot.
Everyone was getting ready in the Gryffindor changing rooms. Ginny walked over to Harry and started talking to him.
"She's been really crying all night you know." she began.
"Who?" Harry asked.
"Hermione, you twit! she's really upset." Ginny replied, getting slightly angry with the boy in front of her.
"Why, did she not get full marks on her homework or something?" he asked swiftly, beginning to sound a bit like Ron.
"Oh honestly! Were you born thick or did it come with age? She's upset because you're ignoring her. Come on Harry, everyone knows that you're in love with her and that she's in lo.." she stopped abruptly, realising what she was saying.
"What? What were you going to say?" Harry demanded, making Ginny jump slightly.
"Nothing, I just, um, I..." she stammered.
"Ginny, tell me!" Harry yelled.
"It's not my place to tell you, Harry, you'll have to ask Hermione." and she walked away.
10 minutes later, they were just about to walk out onto the pitch when Angelina Johnson called everyone around.
"As you all know, we need a new captain. Congratulations Harry!" said Angelina, as she pinned a captain's badge on his Quidditch robes.
There were lots of cheers and a lot of clapping, Harry didn't know what to say, and just smiled.
Please review!! Next chapter will be up asap.
H.L.T :)
"No, stop, don't hurt her, not Hermione, I love her," Harry pleaded.
"And it's time for her to die!" said the cold, horror filled voice.
"Harry, help me, please; Harry!" Hermione screamed but it was too late, she was already dead.
"NOOOOO!" Harry screamed.
He was sitting upright in his bed, sweat pouring down his face. He glanced at his alarm clock, which told him it was 3 AM. He opened the hangings around his bed and squinted around the dark dormitory. He could hear Neville snoring away on the other side of the room, and could hear Ron muttering 'Go canons, kick their butts!' in his obviously untroubled sleep. Harry slumped back onto his bed and lay there for ages, not able to get back to sleep.
"Ow, bloody hell Ron!" Harry groaned as Ron threw a pillow at his head to wake him up.
"Come on mate, wakey wakey! Ron said very cheerfully in reply. Harry looked at his alarm clock, it was 9.30 AM so he got up, washed and then changed into his Quidditch robes. Ron got Harry's firebolt out of his trunk for him and carried it downstairs with Harry by his side.
He walked into the Great Hall to a big cheer and sat down with the usual crowd. He glanced at Hermione who smiled hopefully at him, he replied with a weak and very quick smile and looked away. Anyone else would have thought the smile was nothing, but to Hermione it meant a lot.
Everyone was getting ready in the Gryffindor changing rooms. Ginny walked over to Harry and started talking to him.
"She's been really crying all night you know." she began.
"Who?" Harry asked.
"Hermione, you twit! she's really upset." Ginny replied, getting slightly angry with the boy in front of her.
"Why, did she not get full marks on her homework or something?" he asked swiftly, beginning to sound a bit like Ron.
"Oh honestly! Were you born thick or did it come with age? She's upset because you're ignoring her. Come on Harry, everyone knows that you're in love with her and that she's in lo.." she stopped abruptly, realising what she was saying.
"What? What were you going to say?" Harry demanded, making Ginny jump slightly.
"Nothing, I just, um, I..." she stammered.
"Ginny, tell me!" Harry yelled.
"It's not my place to tell you, Harry, you'll have to ask Hermione." and she walked away.
10 minutes later, they were just about to walk out onto the pitch when Angelina Johnson called everyone around.
"As you all know, we need a new captain. Congratulations Harry!" said Angelina, as she pinned a captain's badge on his Quidditch robes.
There were lots of cheers and a lot of clapping, Harry didn't know what to say, and just smiled.
Please review!! Next chapter will be up asap.
H.L.T :)
