In Love
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley or any other character for that matter. The only thing I own is the plot.
Chapter 6
Hermione didn't speak to Harry for almost three weeks. She couldn't bear seeing him and remembering all that he did. She couldn't even stand Parvati, who was supposedly her friend. But, of course, things change.
Ginny and Ron supported her throughout the whole ordeal. They were always there with her and always made an effort to cheer her up. Ron had been extra sweet to her. He was always bringing her surprises like flowers or chocolates. She smiled at the thought as she walked towards their Transfiguration classroom. When she entered, the room became quiet. She looked around and saw that most of her classmates were looking at her. She ignored them and proceeded to her seat. When she got there, she suddenly understood why they were all looking at her. There were about three dozens of red roses on her desk and she had a feeling she knew from whom they were from. She carefully put them all on the floor and sat down on her desk. Susan Bones immediately sat beside her.
"Hey," Susan said quietly.
"It's from Harry, isn't it?"
"Yeah. He put it there earlier."
"Well, you can tell him it won't change a thing. But, of course, I love the flowers," Hermione said plainly.
"Aren't you going to forgive him?" Susan asked carefully. "I mean, Harry's really sorry. He's been distancing himself from Parvati and Parvati's been subject to much hate and ridicule from among students."
"Well, tell them they can be together freely and that I don't really care what they do to each other," Hermione replied.
"Guys! Professor McGonagall won't be here today. She said she has some important things to attend to. So we can all go now," Dean announced.
As Hermione stood up, she turned to Susan. "Oh. To your question, I've forgiven him a long time ago."
**
"I heard about the flowers," Ginny said to her once she saw Hermione in the hallways. "What did you do?"
"Nothing," she replied. "What am I supposed to do?"
Ginny shrugged. "What did Ron say?"
"I don't know. He wasn't there earlier," Hermione answered. "Come to think of it, where is he?"
**
Ron was in the common room. He deliberately skipped Transfiguration because he didn't want to see Hermione smile at the flowers then run back to Harry's arms. Everything was fine the way it is, but he knew that he couldn't stop Hermione from forgiving Harry and being with him again.
The portrait opened and Ginny walked in with Hermione.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"Transfiguration's been cancelled. What are you doing here? Why weren't you in class?" Hermione asked back.
"I, uh, wasn't feeling well," Ron answered lamely.
Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Well, have you heard about the flowers Harry left for Hermione in class?"
"Yeah," Ron said carefully. "So are you guys back together?" Ginny noticed that there was bitterness in his tone.
Hermione shook her head. "No."
"No?" Ron asked, surprised and happy. Ginny noticed this, too.
"No. I'm not getting back with him ever, Ron," Hermione said simply. "We're just not meant to be."
Ron grinned. "What did you do with the flowers?"
"I left it there," Hermione said, giggling. "If it were from someone else, I would've died in joy. You know how much I love flowers."
"Yeah. Too bad for Harry, though," Ginny said, sighing. "Are you sure you're not going to forgive him?"
"What are you guys talking about? I've forgiven him already," Hermione said. "But talking to him would take some time." She sat down on the couch beside Ron and sighed.
They stayed quiet for a while, when suddenly the common room portrait opened and Dean, Seamus and Neville walked in carrying the three dozens of roses. Hermione stood up as she saw them walk in.
"Why did you bring that here?" Hermione demanded, hand on hip. There was a reason she left them in the Transfiguration room.
"Don't get mad at us, Hermione," Seamus said at once. "We just brought these here on orders."
"Orders from whom?" she asked.
"Harry, ma'am," Neville croaked. He still felt afraid whenever Hermione would get upset. "He told us to bring these here."
"Yeah and he has a message for you, too," Dean added, handing Hermione a white envelope.
Hermione slowly got the envelope from Dean. She glanced at Ginny and Ron before opening it.
My dearest Hermione, There are only two things I would like to tell you. It's that I love you and that I'm sorry that I did what I did. I don't know what came over me to do such a thing. I want you to know that I love you with my whole heart and that would never change even if you realize that you don't want me back anymore.
I will love you forever.
Harry
Hermione took a deep breath as she folded the letter and returned it in its envelope. Dean took a step forward, a bit cautiously. "Uh, Hermione, we were told to ask you what your reply is."
She didn't answer at once. "Tell him. tell him that I said thank you for the flowers." She managed a small smile as her gaze turned to the roses. "They're lovely." She turned to Dean. "As for this," she continued, referring to the letter. "I don't really have anything to say." Dean, Seamus and Neville turned around and prepared to leave the common room. "Uh guys," Hermione said, making them face her. "I'm really sorry."
"For what?" Seamus asked.
"For being dragged into this mess. And thanks," she said.
Dean, Seamus and Neville smiled. "No problem, Herm," Dean said. "Anything for you." With this, the three guys left.
**
"Hermione!"
She turned around at the sound of her name. She immediately regretted doing so because she saw Harry approaching her hurriedly. She had been successfully avoiding Harry for three weeks. She wasn't about to fail now. "Hermione." he repeated, almost breathless.
"Yes?" she replied indifferently. Hermione saw the confusion and hurt cross his face and she felt a bit bad for being so cold to him when he's been trying his best to make up for what he did.
"I just. we haven't talked for so long," Harry began, clearly not knowing what to say.
"I know," she said, waiting for him to continue.
"Are you still angry at me?"
"What do you think?" she asked back mildly.
Harry looked down at the floor. "I don't know, Hermione. Ginny told me that you've forgiven me, but."
"But?"
"But you're still so distant. I can't. I can't reach you anymore."
Hermione could hear the morose in his voice and her heart softened to his plea. "Harry, you just have to understand that. from now on, friendship is all I'll ever have to offer you. I know it's hard," she added, seeing Harry's head droop down. "But this is the way it has to be. Things have changed."
"I'm really sorry, Hermione. I'm really, really sorry. If I could turn back the time, I would."
"But you can't," she said. She reached out and touched his cheek. "You're the first man I've ever loved, Harry. Nothing will change that."
"But I'm not going to be the last," he added sadly.
"C'mon, Harry, are we going to loom in this forever?" Hermione asked lightly, completely forgiving him. "Let's forget about this and move on."
"That's easy for you to say," he said glumly.
"Please! Do this for us," Hermione pleaded. "Even if we're not together anymore, we're still friends. And that's something I wouldn't ever want to lose."
Harry looked up at her and smiled a little. "You're right. I don't want to lose our friendship, too."
Hermione smiled back at him. "So are we going to put this behind us?"
"Definitely," Harry said. "Come here." Harry wrapped both his arms around her and hugged her tight. Hermione laughed as she rested her head on his shoulder, feeling relieved that they're now okay and back to normal.
"What's going on here?"
Harry and Hermione pulled away from each other, both all smiles and saw Ginny standing there, grinning.
"We're just celebrating a little," Hermione said. "We're good now."
"Really? That's great," Ginny said happily. "We should all go out."
"Let's," Harry agreed. "How about Hogsmeade?"
"Sure," Hermione and Ginny chorused.
"Ooh wait. I'll go tell Ron. I'll meet you guys in the main hall," Ginny said and hurriedly left.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley or any other character for that matter. The only thing I own is the plot.
Chapter 6
Hermione didn't speak to Harry for almost three weeks. She couldn't bear seeing him and remembering all that he did. She couldn't even stand Parvati, who was supposedly her friend. But, of course, things change.
Ginny and Ron supported her throughout the whole ordeal. They were always there with her and always made an effort to cheer her up. Ron had been extra sweet to her. He was always bringing her surprises like flowers or chocolates. She smiled at the thought as she walked towards their Transfiguration classroom. When she entered, the room became quiet. She looked around and saw that most of her classmates were looking at her. She ignored them and proceeded to her seat. When she got there, she suddenly understood why they were all looking at her. There were about three dozens of red roses on her desk and she had a feeling she knew from whom they were from. She carefully put them all on the floor and sat down on her desk. Susan Bones immediately sat beside her.
"Hey," Susan said quietly.
"It's from Harry, isn't it?"
"Yeah. He put it there earlier."
"Well, you can tell him it won't change a thing. But, of course, I love the flowers," Hermione said plainly.
"Aren't you going to forgive him?" Susan asked carefully. "I mean, Harry's really sorry. He's been distancing himself from Parvati and Parvati's been subject to much hate and ridicule from among students."
"Well, tell them they can be together freely and that I don't really care what they do to each other," Hermione replied.
"Guys! Professor McGonagall won't be here today. She said she has some important things to attend to. So we can all go now," Dean announced.
As Hermione stood up, she turned to Susan. "Oh. To your question, I've forgiven him a long time ago."
**
"I heard about the flowers," Ginny said to her once she saw Hermione in the hallways. "What did you do?"
"Nothing," she replied. "What am I supposed to do?"
Ginny shrugged. "What did Ron say?"
"I don't know. He wasn't there earlier," Hermione answered. "Come to think of it, where is he?"
**
Ron was in the common room. He deliberately skipped Transfiguration because he didn't want to see Hermione smile at the flowers then run back to Harry's arms. Everything was fine the way it is, but he knew that he couldn't stop Hermione from forgiving Harry and being with him again.
The portrait opened and Ginny walked in with Hermione.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"Transfiguration's been cancelled. What are you doing here? Why weren't you in class?" Hermione asked back.
"I, uh, wasn't feeling well," Ron answered lamely.
Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Well, have you heard about the flowers Harry left for Hermione in class?"
"Yeah," Ron said carefully. "So are you guys back together?" Ginny noticed that there was bitterness in his tone.
Hermione shook her head. "No."
"No?" Ron asked, surprised and happy. Ginny noticed this, too.
"No. I'm not getting back with him ever, Ron," Hermione said simply. "We're just not meant to be."
Ron grinned. "What did you do with the flowers?"
"I left it there," Hermione said, giggling. "If it were from someone else, I would've died in joy. You know how much I love flowers."
"Yeah. Too bad for Harry, though," Ginny said, sighing. "Are you sure you're not going to forgive him?"
"What are you guys talking about? I've forgiven him already," Hermione said. "But talking to him would take some time." She sat down on the couch beside Ron and sighed.
They stayed quiet for a while, when suddenly the common room portrait opened and Dean, Seamus and Neville walked in carrying the three dozens of roses. Hermione stood up as she saw them walk in.
"Why did you bring that here?" Hermione demanded, hand on hip. There was a reason she left them in the Transfiguration room.
"Don't get mad at us, Hermione," Seamus said at once. "We just brought these here on orders."
"Orders from whom?" she asked.
"Harry, ma'am," Neville croaked. He still felt afraid whenever Hermione would get upset. "He told us to bring these here."
"Yeah and he has a message for you, too," Dean added, handing Hermione a white envelope.
Hermione slowly got the envelope from Dean. She glanced at Ginny and Ron before opening it.
My dearest Hermione, There are only two things I would like to tell you. It's that I love you and that I'm sorry that I did what I did. I don't know what came over me to do such a thing. I want you to know that I love you with my whole heart and that would never change even if you realize that you don't want me back anymore.
I will love you forever.
Harry
Hermione took a deep breath as she folded the letter and returned it in its envelope. Dean took a step forward, a bit cautiously. "Uh, Hermione, we were told to ask you what your reply is."
She didn't answer at once. "Tell him. tell him that I said thank you for the flowers." She managed a small smile as her gaze turned to the roses. "They're lovely." She turned to Dean. "As for this," she continued, referring to the letter. "I don't really have anything to say." Dean, Seamus and Neville turned around and prepared to leave the common room. "Uh guys," Hermione said, making them face her. "I'm really sorry."
"For what?" Seamus asked.
"For being dragged into this mess. And thanks," she said.
Dean, Seamus and Neville smiled. "No problem, Herm," Dean said. "Anything for you." With this, the three guys left.
**
"Hermione!"
She turned around at the sound of her name. She immediately regretted doing so because she saw Harry approaching her hurriedly. She had been successfully avoiding Harry for three weeks. She wasn't about to fail now. "Hermione." he repeated, almost breathless.
"Yes?" she replied indifferently. Hermione saw the confusion and hurt cross his face and she felt a bit bad for being so cold to him when he's been trying his best to make up for what he did.
"I just. we haven't talked for so long," Harry began, clearly not knowing what to say.
"I know," she said, waiting for him to continue.
"Are you still angry at me?"
"What do you think?" she asked back mildly.
Harry looked down at the floor. "I don't know, Hermione. Ginny told me that you've forgiven me, but."
"But?"
"But you're still so distant. I can't. I can't reach you anymore."
Hermione could hear the morose in his voice and her heart softened to his plea. "Harry, you just have to understand that. from now on, friendship is all I'll ever have to offer you. I know it's hard," she added, seeing Harry's head droop down. "But this is the way it has to be. Things have changed."
"I'm really sorry, Hermione. I'm really, really sorry. If I could turn back the time, I would."
"But you can't," she said. She reached out and touched his cheek. "You're the first man I've ever loved, Harry. Nothing will change that."
"But I'm not going to be the last," he added sadly.
"C'mon, Harry, are we going to loom in this forever?" Hermione asked lightly, completely forgiving him. "Let's forget about this and move on."
"That's easy for you to say," he said glumly.
"Please! Do this for us," Hermione pleaded. "Even if we're not together anymore, we're still friends. And that's something I wouldn't ever want to lose."
Harry looked up at her and smiled a little. "You're right. I don't want to lose our friendship, too."
Hermione smiled back at him. "So are we going to put this behind us?"
"Definitely," Harry said. "Come here." Harry wrapped both his arms around her and hugged her tight. Hermione laughed as she rested her head on his shoulder, feeling relieved that they're now okay and back to normal.
"What's going on here?"
Harry and Hermione pulled away from each other, both all smiles and saw Ginny standing there, grinning.
"We're just celebrating a little," Hermione said. "We're good now."
"Really? That's great," Ginny said happily. "We should all go out."
"Let's," Harry agreed. "How about Hogsmeade?"
"Sure," Hermione and Ginny chorused.
"Ooh wait. I'll go tell Ron. I'll meet you guys in the main hall," Ginny said and hurriedly left.