Elladora: RE: Tape recorder. Ah I have figured that one out already!! You'll see soon.
Annmarie: Ooh, you get the feeling huh? Well I guess we'll see...
Raiining: Thanks!
Insufferable-know-it-all: Because you're an insufferable know it all? Seriously, we need a name for you. I'm getting tired of having to write out your name!!
Me: Who is me?
ZayneLily: You'll just have to see...
A/N: Sorry I'm not answering many reviews, but my hotmail is a bit screwy so I'm not getting review alerts. Also, sorry for lack of updates. It's just getting harder to write these chapters.
Thursday Afternoon, raining, the library
Harry has heard my idea and liked it. He's asking Professor Mellie if he can borrow the tape recorder – she has a soft spot for him even though he's not her student.
We've decided Hermione will confess. We've hauled Sophia, Madison and Azriel into the idea as they're okay friends with Hermione too.
It will take place tonight.
In other news, Harry and Cho are still going strong and Michael dumped me at lunchtime. Not too depressed, actually rather happy.
Okay, who am I kidding? I'm thrilled. I'm ready to tap dance on the moon, let Hagrid accompany on a run through the Forbidden Forest to cover it in streamers. I'm so happy I just might end up breaking into the Slytherin dormitories and stealing their underwear.
Well, maybe not.
Thursday Night (late), raining, Gryffindor tower
Okay!! So the plan has been changed. Tomorrow night instead. But Harry has successfully gotten hold of the tape recorder.
"She was hesitant to lend it to me," Harry explained once he left Professor Mellie's chambers.
"Why?"
"Well muggle devices going haywire around Hogwarts." He said as we headed to the Great Hall for dinner. "Usually when she brings in stuff like this for Muggle Studies she has Professor Flitwick bewitch it so it maintains muggle properties but still works, you know, like Colin has for his camera."
"Mm." I said, not really caring about Colin or his camera.
"The charm wears off pretty quickly," Harry continued as we rounded a corner, "about a day. So tomorrow afternoon I'll drop it off when I have charms. Professor Flitwick will do it for me. Then I have to return it, so we'll have to move our plan to tomorrow night, if that's okay."
"Its fine, it works. IT gives me time to talk to the girls about it actually." I said, shrugging.
"Great, I knew you wouldn't mind." Harry shot me a grin and scampered.
Friday Evening, windy, Great Hall, dinnertime
It will take place tonight!! It's all arranged! I'm actually rather excited. Ron and Hermione must be finding it really weird at how I keep glancing at them – I just can't believe that they might be together by the end of the night!!
Friday Night, storming, Gryffindor tower
Am leaving shortly to depart on my great quest.
Friday Night (later), storming, my dormitory
ALL RIGHT! IT'S OVER!! Here's what happened...
Harry met me in a corridor at promptly 8:00. We set off under his invisibility cloak. The first problem that presented itself to us was where. Where would Hermione be?
Harry solved that problem. He had an old piece of parchment. Whatever. Boys and their toys. Hermione was in Gryffindor tower. Second problem: luring her out. Obviously we couldn't have her confess there.
We decided to let Azriel, Madison and Sophia handle that problem. From what they told me, they managed to convince Hermione to come with them onto the Quidditch stands because they had pressing matters to discuss.
Harry got us there in no time. Soon we were settled under the bleachers huddled in his invisibility cloak. I was leaning against a pole and there was scarlet and gold canvas digging into my back. But anyway. The tape recorder was working (Harry tested it).
Hermione was guided (rather hesitantly might I add) to a seat near the bottom of the stands so we could record better. We had a whole hour's worth of tape, so on it went!!
"Hermione, we've brought you here for one reason." Said Azriel bluntly.
"And nobody is making us do this. We don't plan on telling anyone this. We just want to know. Ginny won't tell us." Added Sophia.
"Ron." All three chorused.
"Ron?" Hermione asked faintly.
"Yes, Ron." Madison confirmed.
"What about him?" Hermione sounded almost afraid but then changed tack. "What about him?" She repeated more boldly.
"Do you like him?"
"What? Ron?" Hermione scoffed.
There was a gap of silence. The girls later told me they were all glaring pointedly at Hermione.
"Oh, alright. I might. Why does it matter?" Hermione asked impatiently.
"I'm just saying, watch out." Sophia said with a shrug. "Someone else might like Ron, you see."
A total lie of course.
"WHAT?!" Hermione screeched. There was a thumping and Hermione presumably started storming up and down the bleachers. "WHO IS IT?!"
"Confidentiality I'm afraid." Said Azriel.
"How-who-why-what!" Hermione spluttered. "I bet they don't even love him like-" An abrupt stop. Later I was informed Hermione clapped a hand to her mouth.
"You love him?" Madison said with great interest.
"I-oh-I..." Hermione trailed off and continued stomping. Some of the heavy canvas flew into Harry, who overbalanced (he was kneeling) and fell into me. We paused to see if
"Oof." He said quietly. We both paused in case we'd been heard. Apparently not, Hermione was still ranting ("but why can't you tell me!! You must! Oh I suppose I love him, I mean I've liked him for ages, right? What do you think?").
That's when I realised where I was. I was lying on the grass, and Harry was sort of above me, his arms pinning me down. His face was very close to mine. If I had no self control, I would have kissed him. Damn, if only I didn't have any.
"Harry..." I said very quietly.
"Hmm?" He asked. That's when he noticed where he was too. We sort of stared at each other for a moment, and then Harry quickly got off me with a very quiet sorry. We pulled the invisibility cloak back on and quietened down.
"Oh come on Hermione, you either love him or not." Azriel was saying impatiently.
"Alright, alright, I love him!!"
"Well then you'd better do something about it!!"
That was all we needed. Harry and I escaped back to the castle. We ducked into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom quickly (she was lurking in the S Bend) to check our tape out.
"Do you like him?"
"What? Ron?"
Pause.
"Oh, alright. I might. Why does it matter?"
"I'm just saying, watch out."
"WHAT?!" Thump, thump. "WHO IS IT?!"
"Confidentiality I'm afraid."
"How-who-why-what!" "I bet they don't even love him like-" Cutting off, a slight clapping sound.
"You love him?"
"I-oh-I..."
"Oof." (Very quietly)
"But why can't you tell me!! You must! Oh I suppose I love him, I mean I've liked him for ages, right? What do you think?"
"Harry." (Barely audible)
"I mean, I don't want to say anything. Maybe I only have a crush, or lust or something." (We missed this part during our exchange).
"Hmm?" Pause. "Sorry." (Murmured)
"Oh come on Hermione, you either love him or not."
"Alright, alright, I love him!!"
"Well then you'd better do something about it!!"
End of tape. Excellent.
Oops, I need a drink of water. I'll continue this later.
A/N: Woohoo, cliffie! You know you gotta review if you want the next chapter, so go on! Do it!