Chapter Two: Revelations
"G'night Harry" whispered Hermione, to Harry's retreating back. She had a quick look around the common room before going back up to her dormitory.
The next day, Hermione awoke to the smell of freshly cooked bacon and eggs. She turned to her bedside table, where a tray loaded with eggs, bacon and toast was waiting for her. "Who the hell?" said Hermione, as she reached for the tray. She picked it up and a small card dropped onto the floor. She put the tray back on the table, and bent down to pick up the card.
"Oooooooh, Hermy's got herself an admirer," chanted the other girls in the dorm, who were standing next to Hermione's bed, having been woken up by the aromatic scent of bacon.
Hermione smiled wryly. "It's probably nothing, seriously. Why don't you lot go down and have breakfast?"
"We'll leave you alone, with your SPECIAL breakfast. Just in case whoever sent it COMES BACK TO VISIT" they teased.
Hermione blushed and replied, "It's nothing! I don't know who sent it, and I don't want it, you can have it if you want." She gestured to the tray with her hand.
"Oh no, we COULDN'T, Hermione. You have it; we'll just have whatever's at the Great Hall. You ENJOY yourself now," they taunted playfully. Hermione shook her head disapprovingly, moved the tray from her bedside table to her lap, and then shut the drapes around her bed. The girls left the dorm giggling amongst themselves.
'I wonder who did send it?' Hermione thought to herself as she looked at the tray, the card forgotten beside her. 'I wonder if it was Harry, to make up for what he did last night?'
"Oh well" said Hermione, before tucking into her special breakfast.
Harry woke up, rolled over in his bed, and rubbed his eyes sleepily. His thoughts drifted between the dream he had just woken from, and reality. He lay there, and then sat bolt upright as the events of the previous night came flooding back.
Jumping out of bed, he pulled on his jeans and a slightly crumpled shirt, dressing as fast as he could. If he wanted to rescue the friendship with Hermione, now would be a good time to find her and apologise, or he may never get another chance. Hermione, he'd found out, could be very good at holding a grudge.
After a quick look in the mirror to ensure he hadn't put his shirt on back- to-front or anything equally stupid, he charged out of the dormitories to find her. He didn't have to look long.
She was waiting outside the portrait hole, bobbing up and down on her feet excitedly. When she saw Harry coming towards her, she squealed and flew over to him. Her arms flung out and squeezed him so tightly he had to gasp for air. When she finally released him from what was easily the biggest hug he'd ever received, she was beaming.
He tried to hide his confusion by saying, "Uh.........good morning?"
Hermione smiled and tucked a few strands of her long, brown hair behind her ear where, being as bushy as her hair was, they did not stay. "Thank you so much for the breakfast, Harry. It was so thoughtful! No one's ever done something like that for me before." She looked up to see his reaction with a shy but flirty glance.
Harry licked his lips nervously. "Um...I...breakfast?"
Hermione's eyebrows creased slightly. "You know, the breakfast you left for me beside my bed?" She looked at him through slightly narrowed eyes. "That was you, wasn't it?"
"Oh! Oh, right, that breakfast...yeah, it was just to apologise for me being such a git last night," replied Harry quickly, thinking that it would be better to agree with whatever she was going on about. Chances were, Ron might have some kind of clue, and he could ask him later.
"Well, your apology has been accepted," said Hermione, smiling sweetly up at Harry, before wrapping her arms around him squeezing him into another gigantic hug.
"Ah, Hermione?" said Harry shallowly.
"Yes?" she replied.
"Can you...let go? I can't...breathe." Said Harry, gasping for air.
"Oh, sorry" replied Hermione, quickly releasing Harry from her bear-like hug. "Have you eaten? Do you want to go down to the Great Hall?"
"Uh, yeah. I'll go down to Great Hall and grab some breakfast," Said Harry "No- don't follow me, I'll be about five minutes, then I'll come back up and we can go to class or something ok?" he interjected quickly, as Hermione made to follow him through the portrait hole.
Before Hermione could answer, Harry had stepped through the portrait hole and started to walk off towards the Great Hall.
End Chapter Two.
[A/N: Because this editing program is complete and utter shite, the usual three asterixis that denote scene change don't actually appear, i have used a horizontal line instead. And instead of italis i have resorted to using caps instead to denote emphasis of a word. If anyone knows how i can fix this, then could you please say so in a review. Thanks,
The Author.]
[Additional: I HATE this 'quick edit' system of theirs, its so Shite. Again, anyone who knows how to deal with it, say so in a review, thanks.]
"G'night Harry" whispered Hermione, to Harry's retreating back. She had a quick look around the common room before going back up to her dormitory.
The next day, Hermione awoke to the smell of freshly cooked bacon and eggs. She turned to her bedside table, where a tray loaded with eggs, bacon and toast was waiting for her. "Who the hell?" said Hermione, as she reached for the tray. She picked it up and a small card dropped onto the floor. She put the tray back on the table, and bent down to pick up the card.
"Oooooooh, Hermy's got herself an admirer," chanted the other girls in the dorm, who were standing next to Hermione's bed, having been woken up by the aromatic scent of bacon.
Hermione smiled wryly. "It's probably nothing, seriously. Why don't you lot go down and have breakfast?"
"We'll leave you alone, with your SPECIAL breakfast. Just in case whoever sent it COMES BACK TO VISIT" they teased.
Hermione blushed and replied, "It's nothing! I don't know who sent it, and I don't want it, you can have it if you want." She gestured to the tray with her hand.
"Oh no, we COULDN'T, Hermione. You have it; we'll just have whatever's at the Great Hall. You ENJOY yourself now," they taunted playfully. Hermione shook her head disapprovingly, moved the tray from her bedside table to her lap, and then shut the drapes around her bed. The girls left the dorm giggling amongst themselves.
'I wonder who did send it?' Hermione thought to herself as she looked at the tray, the card forgotten beside her. 'I wonder if it was Harry, to make up for what he did last night?'
"Oh well" said Hermione, before tucking into her special breakfast.
Harry woke up, rolled over in his bed, and rubbed his eyes sleepily. His thoughts drifted between the dream he had just woken from, and reality. He lay there, and then sat bolt upright as the events of the previous night came flooding back.
Jumping out of bed, he pulled on his jeans and a slightly crumpled shirt, dressing as fast as he could. If he wanted to rescue the friendship with Hermione, now would be a good time to find her and apologise, or he may never get another chance. Hermione, he'd found out, could be very good at holding a grudge.
After a quick look in the mirror to ensure he hadn't put his shirt on back- to-front or anything equally stupid, he charged out of the dormitories to find her. He didn't have to look long.
She was waiting outside the portrait hole, bobbing up and down on her feet excitedly. When she saw Harry coming towards her, she squealed and flew over to him. Her arms flung out and squeezed him so tightly he had to gasp for air. When she finally released him from what was easily the biggest hug he'd ever received, she was beaming.
He tried to hide his confusion by saying, "Uh.........good morning?"
Hermione smiled and tucked a few strands of her long, brown hair behind her ear where, being as bushy as her hair was, they did not stay. "Thank you so much for the breakfast, Harry. It was so thoughtful! No one's ever done something like that for me before." She looked up to see his reaction with a shy but flirty glance.
Harry licked his lips nervously. "Um...I...breakfast?"
Hermione's eyebrows creased slightly. "You know, the breakfast you left for me beside my bed?" She looked at him through slightly narrowed eyes. "That was you, wasn't it?"
"Oh! Oh, right, that breakfast...yeah, it was just to apologise for me being such a git last night," replied Harry quickly, thinking that it would be better to agree with whatever she was going on about. Chances were, Ron might have some kind of clue, and he could ask him later.
"Well, your apology has been accepted," said Hermione, smiling sweetly up at Harry, before wrapping her arms around him squeezing him into another gigantic hug.
"Ah, Hermione?" said Harry shallowly.
"Yes?" she replied.
"Can you...let go? I can't...breathe." Said Harry, gasping for air.
"Oh, sorry" replied Hermione, quickly releasing Harry from her bear-like hug. "Have you eaten? Do you want to go down to the Great Hall?"
"Uh, yeah. I'll go down to Great Hall and grab some breakfast," Said Harry "No- don't follow me, I'll be about five minutes, then I'll come back up and we can go to class or something ok?" he interjected quickly, as Hermione made to follow him through the portrait hole.
Before Hermione could answer, Harry had stepped through the portrait hole and started to walk off towards the Great Hall.
End Chapter Two.
[A/N: Because this editing program is complete and utter shite, the usual three asterixis that denote scene change don't actually appear, i have used a horizontal line instead. And instead of italis i have resorted to using caps instead to denote emphasis of a word. If anyone knows how i can fix this, then could you please say so in a review. Thanks,
The Author.]
[Additional: I HATE this 'quick edit' system of theirs, its so Shite. Again, anyone who knows how to deal with it, say so in a review, thanks.]