New chapter because my friend kept bugging me about it, wow I'm just a
writing machine, and I don't work for nobody but you, my great reviewers.
Please R&R (read and review)! Enjoy!
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"We're stuck?" Hermione asked for the millionth time. "Yes!" Madame Pomfrey snapped. "What. how is this supposed to work?" Harry asked, mind buzzing with the millions of things that seemed impossible to do with a girl's hand attached to your own.
He looked over to Hermione and saw in her face that she was thinking, "how do I get out of this?" He felt bad about the whole situation, he had been the one to grab her hand, not the other way around. His thoughts were interrupted by Madame Pomfrey.
"Well I'll let Professor Mcgonagal know about this and she can make arrangements for you two, but for now I think you two should go back to Griffindor tower and wait for her there." She turned to Neville, "You, however, can stay right where you are."
Neville got a gloomy look on his face. Harry pitied him slightly, but not enough to not be mad at him. Not really mad, he was too overcome with worrying for that. As they walked through the halls they did not talk, the silence was depressing. Then they heard the sounds of people coming out of their classes, Harry tried not to notice their stares but it wasn't just the staring, it was the whispering.
"I knew it.."
He recognised the voice that whispered this, it was Cho, talking to her friends. He tried to imagine what followed this sentence.
I knew it.. He was always with Hermione Granger, even when we were going out. I even confronted him about it, and the worst thing was that he wouldn't even admit that he liked her like that. Imagine he went to see her on our first date!
Harry blushed in embarrassment at what she was saying in his thoughts, he tried to ignore the image of her in his mind and continue walking.
"What are you guys doing?" "Hey Ron." Hermione greeted.
He looked down to their hands and lifted and eyebrow.
"Did you guys 'get together' over the summer?" he asked, speculatively. "WHAT?!!!" Harry yelled. "Ron, have you been reading your sister's teen romance novels again?" Hermione asked him, lifting an eyebrow in mimic.
Ron didn't lose face but Harry did notice that his ears reddened.
"Alright then, you're not holding hands because you're together, just because.. you feel like it?" he asked sarcastically. "Some of Neville's potion got on our hands." Harry explained. "I see." Ron replied, still suspicious. "Ron, don't you have divination next?" Harry asked. "In the North tower?" Hermione added.
Ron's face got considerably whiter.
"Oh no, first class and I'm late, prefects aren't late!" He said, starting to jog through the empty halls. "There's only so much of Ron's sarcasm I can stand in a day." Hermione said, shaking her head slightly.
That lightened the mood as they made the rest of the way to Griffindor tower. The Fat Lady soon came into view.
"Password?" she asked. "Jabberwock." Hermione said.
The painting swung open and they walked into the common room. They awkwardly sat down. She looked to him.
"So.." he said. "So." she replied. "Hermione.. I'm sorry, you know for getting us stuck like this." He said, sincerely.
She looked slightly surprised.
"Oh no that's okay it was really not our fault and at least we're not caught in some stupid position like Neville is." She said, smiling meekly. "Yeah, but Rita Skeeter would get a kick out of this, huh?" Harry said.
Hermione snorted.
"Doubt it, this time it's true so she might not be so interested." She said, smiling.
Finally Professor Mcgonagal arrived in the common room. She sighed and shook her head.
"The situations you kids get yourselves into.. now, here are your living changes.." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks for reading, and please, as always, R&R! Oh yea, and go check out my friend Nayhleii's story (last chapter I wrote it wrong -.-')
"We're stuck?" Hermione asked for the millionth time. "Yes!" Madame Pomfrey snapped. "What. how is this supposed to work?" Harry asked, mind buzzing with the millions of things that seemed impossible to do with a girl's hand attached to your own.
He looked over to Hermione and saw in her face that she was thinking, "how do I get out of this?" He felt bad about the whole situation, he had been the one to grab her hand, not the other way around. His thoughts were interrupted by Madame Pomfrey.
"Well I'll let Professor Mcgonagal know about this and she can make arrangements for you two, but for now I think you two should go back to Griffindor tower and wait for her there." She turned to Neville, "You, however, can stay right where you are."
Neville got a gloomy look on his face. Harry pitied him slightly, but not enough to not be mad at him. Not really mad, he was too overcome with worrying for that. As they walked through the halls they did not talk, the silence was depressing. Then they heard the sounds of people coming out of their classes, Harry tried not to notice their stares but it wasn't just the staring, it was the whispering.
"I knew it.."
He recognised the voice that whispered this, it was Cho, talking to her friends. He tried to imagine what followed this sentence.
I knew it.. He was always with Hermione Granger, even when we were going out. I even confronted him about it, and the worst thing was that he wouldn't even admit that he liked her like that. Imagine he went to see her on our first date!
Harry blushed in embarrassment at what she was saying in his thoughts, he tried to ignore the image of her in his mind and continue walking.
"What are you guys doing?" "Hey Ron." Hermione greeted.
He looked down to their hands and lifted and eyebrow.
"Did you guys 'get together' over the summer?" he asked, speculatively. "WHAT?!!!" Harry yelled. "Ron, have you been reading your sister's teen romance novels again?" Hermione asked him, lifting an eyebrow in mimic.
Ron didn't lose face but Harry did notice that his ears reddened.
"Alright then, you're not holding hands because you're together, just because.. you feel like it?" he asked sarcastically. "Some of Neville's potion got on our hands." Harry explained. "I see." Ron replied, still suspicious. "Ron, don't you have divination next?" Harry asked. "In the North tower?" Hermione added.
Ron's face got considerably whiter.
"Oh no, first class and I'm late, prefects aren't late!" He said, starting to jog through the empty halls. "There's only so much of Ron's sarcasm I can stand in a day." Hermione said, shaking her head slightly.
That lightened the mood as they made the rest of the way to Griffindor tower. The Fat Lady soon came into view.
"Password?" she asked. "Jabberwock." Hermione said.
The painting swung open and they walked into the common room. They awkwardly sat down. She looked to him.
"So.." he said. "So." she replied. "Hermione.. I'm sorry, you know for getting us stuck like this." He said, sincerely.
She looked slightly surprised.
"Oh no that's okay it was really not our fault and at least we're not caught in some stupid position like Neville is." She said, smiling meekly. "Yeah, but Rita Skeeter would get a kick out of this, huh?" Harry said.
Hermione snorted.
"Doubt it, this time it's true so she might not be so interested." She said, smiling.
Finally Professor Mcgonagal arrived in the common room. She sighed and shook her head.
"The situations you kids get yourselves into.. now, here are your living changes.." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks for reading, and please, as always, R&R! Oh yea, and go check out my friend Nayhleii's story (last chapter I wrote it wrong -.-')