New chapter! Thanks everyone who reviewed, ooh lots of stuff happens this
chapter! Hope you like it, please read and review.
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That was it, they were separated. Afterwards Harry felt weird, probably because he got so used to being with Hermione all the time, he felt as if he were missing a part of him. He shook himself and looked at her. She had watched him pack all his bags, without saying a word. He faced her.
"Well I guess I'll see you... at lunch, right?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Yeah, at lunch..." she muttered.
Harry went to hug her but stopped himself, remembering their fight. I hate being stuck with you translated in his mind to I hate being with you and he wasn't going to hug her when she didn't want him to. He picked up his trunk and started down the steps, going to the boy's dormitory.
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Hermione watched him go, sighing. She sat down on her bed crossed-legged. She looked at her right hand, it felt weak from hardly using it for months. She had wanted to finally loop both hands around his neck as they hugged but he had stomped off with his trunk before she got the chance. She closed her eyes, hugging her knees, and she sighed again.
"Oh you poor thing."
Her eyes snapped open and she saw Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny all around her. They all climbed onto her bed and looked at her sympathetically.
"Wha...?" She started, confused.
Then they all started in.
"It's okay Hermione."
"You're too good for him."
"And we're here to cheer you up!"
Hermione groaned inwardly.
'Great, a pity party.' She thought.
As soon as she knew it, her hair was being braided and the girls were all talking about some guys that she would look good with.
"You know Dean Thomas isn't a bad guy, of course I broke up with him because he was a little possessive and I kind of liked someone else but he is the perfect guy for you." Ginny blabbed on.
'Oh god get me out of here!' she thought.
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Harry had gotten out of the boy's dormitory as soon as he could. The guys were not helping his mood at all by asking what Parvati or Lavender wore to bed or even better, asking if he got some action with Hermione. Now he was walking through the hallways, to a place where only his feet knew they were going. The Library. It reminded him of Hermione but he went in the same. There were little people inside, a couple of seventh years with a pile of homework, and a few people reading. Harry picked a random book off a shelf and started to read. Someone put their books down on the table and sat down besides him. He frowned when he saw it was Cho Chang.
"Harry, I heard what happened." She said, syrupy sweet. "How are you feeling?"
He didn't think she looked at all sorry that he and Hermione had 'broken up' but he decided she was trying to be nice so he put down 'Transfiguration do's and don'ts' and turned to Cho.
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Hermione was having a hard time carrying the load of books she had in her arms. She had managed to escape her pity party with the excuse that she had tons of work, as well as excluding her from that party she never wanted, she figured that burying herself in work would take her mind off Harry. Entering the library her gaze fell upon the two people she didn't expect to be in the library. Her books fell to the ground noisily, the librarian threw her a glare but Hermione was too busy hiding in behind a shelf to notice.
"Horrible, thanks for asking." Harry told Cho.
She wondered what Cho had asked him. Cho smiled at him and took his hands, Hermione felt anger boil up in the pit of her stomach but she told herself that if Harry wanted to date a cow like that he could.
"It's okay Harry I'm here for you. Besides, you're better off without that Hermione Granger, she gets angry quite easily doesn't she? I'll never know why you chose her over me, but if you want..." she said, getting closer and closer to him until her face was inches away from his. "I'll give you another chance." She finished.
That's it, Hermione had to do something, either stomp out of there or find some sort of weapon... She analysed the sharp edges of her book but shook her head. It wouldn't hurt her that much, however if she threw the whole pile... She stopped as she heard Harry speak.
"Cho, do you realise that the reason we broke up wasn't because of Hermione at all, I wasn't cheating on you with her?" He asked her.
Cho rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to talk.
"And do you realise that while I may have liked you when we were going out, I am now in love with Hermione? So you're here, insulting the girl I love, saying you'll give me another chance and expecting me to just get over her?" He spat, looking furious.
Hermione grabbed the shelf to keep herself standing. She felt a smile rise to her face. He loved her. He loved her. Harry loved her. HARRY LOVED HER!
Cho glowered at him.
"You know I could date anyone here, you're not that cool, Harry. Maybe I'll just go date someone who appreciates me!" She told him, her face becoming red.
"Why didn't you go straight to the mirror before you came and wasted my time then?" He replied.
Cho, without another word, stomped off. Hermione couldn't believe it, she turned around, putting her hands up to her cheeks and trying to comprehend what had just happened. Her legs went to jelly and she put her hand back to the shelf.
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Harry picked up 'Transfiguration do's and don'ts' and walked to the shelf where he found it, meaning to put it back. He frowned, looking at the shelves, trying to remember where it had been. Finally, he found the spot, at about the middle of the shelf. When he looked up he saw that there was a girl with her back turned to him, she had long brown hair that he recognised. He felt his jaw drop.
"Hermione?!" he asked.
She looked in behind and started. He noticed that when she spun around she had caused the shelf to wobble ominously. He tried to pull her away but the books, cascading around them, caused them to fall on the ground. Buried underneath the books and the shelf, they were pressed close together on the ground. He felt a sharp pain in his left eye and groaned.
"Harry, do you really love me?" she asked him.
'Why is she asking me this NOW?' he thought to himself.
"Why aren't you answering?" she asked sadly.
He made himself answer.
"Because there's the pointed edge of a book buried half an inch into my cornea." He told her.
"Oh, are you okay?" she asked, concerned.
He smiled and took the edge out of his eye. He frowned and closed the injured eye.
"I was until I took it out, are you normally that blurry?" he asked.
"Yes, since your glasses aren't on." She told him.
"Oh right, were did they go?" he wondered.
"Let's get out of here and find out." She suggested.
Hermione pushed the books away from them, while Harry lifted the shelf enough for her to get out from under it and help him pull it up. They looked at the mess at their feet. She said a spell that Harry didn't recognise and all the books went back onto the shelf in their correct places.
"Now, I think we've made enough noise for today, how about we get out of here Mister Potter?" She asked him.
"I think that's a great idea, Miss Granger." He agreed.
Once they were a reasonable distance from the library Hermione stopped him.
"Okay, now that you don't have anything pointy in your eye, do you really love me?" she asked him.
He looked at her, he couldn't read her expression, but what good was lying to a question like that?
"Hermione I love you so much..." He said, looking into her brown eyes intensely.
He felt jittery with nerves, he waited for her reaction. He felt his face redden when she started laughing.
"What's so funny?!" he nearly yelled at her.
"So... corny!" she said, still laughing.
Harry glared at her and waited for her to finish. When she was done she smiled at his glare.
"Sorry for laughing Harry, really it was cute, you should have seen me the first time you said it, I was so happy. Because I love you too." She said, getting closer to him.
His glare vanished almost instantly. He grinned and leaned close to her, their faces came together and they shared their first real kiss. When they parted they grinned at each other like wolves.
"You know, sleeping in the same bed as you, isn't so bad." Hermione announced.
"And I love going to Arithmancy with you." Harry told her.
"Bathing with you isn't that horrible..." she admitted, blushing.
"I would love to help you wash your hair any day." He smiled.
"I'm still sick of pretending to be your girlfriend." She told him.
"Will being my real girlfriend suit?" he asked her, pulling her close to him.
"I think it will..."
"Definitely not sick of kissing you." He stated.
"Not sick at all of being kissed by you." She replied.
"I love being around you."
"Who needs to be alone?"
"I loved being stuck with you." Harry told her.
"I loved being stuck with you too." Hermione said.
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I don't think this is the end, I'll probably continue because I really don't want to write a sequel so don't forget about me! Please read and review I repeat NOT the end!!!
Foxxyyy: Here's something to smile about ^^.
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That was it, they were separated. Afterwards Harry felt weird, probably because he got so used to being with Hermione all the time, he felt as if he were missing a part of him. He shook himself and looked at her. She had watched him pack all his bags, without saying a word. He faced her.
"Well I guess I'll see you... at lunch, right?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Yeah, at lunch..." she muttered.
Harry went to hug her but stopped himself, remembering their fight. I hate being stuck with you translated in his mind to I hate being with you and he wasn't going to hug her when she didn't want him to. He picked up his trunk and started down the steps, going to the boy's dormitory.
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Hermione watched him go, sighing. She sat down on her bed crossed-legged. She looked at her right hand, it felt weak from hardly using it for months. She had wanted to finally loop both hands around his neck as they hugged but he had stomped off with his trunk before she got the chance. She closed her eyes, hugging her knees, and she sighed again.
"Oh you poor thing."
Her eyes snapped open and she saw Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny all around her. They all climbed onto her bed and looked at her sympathetically.
"Wha...?" She started, confused.
Then they all started in.
"It's okay Hermione."
"You're too good for him."
"And we're here to cheer you up!"
Hermione groaned inwardly.
'Great, a pity party.' She thought.
As soon as she knew it, her hair was being braided and the girls were all talking about some guys that she would look good with.
"You know Dean Thomas isn't a bad guy, of course I broke up with him because he was a little possessive and I kind of liked someone else but he is the perfect guy for you." Ginny blabbed on.
'Oh god get me out of here!' she thought.
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Harry had gotten out of the boy's dormitory as soon as he could. The guys were not helping his mood at all by asking what Parvati or Lavender wore to bed or even better, asking if he got some action with Hermione. Now he was walking through the hallways, to a place where only his feet knew they were going. The Library. It reminded him of Hermione but he went in the same. There were little people inside, a couple of seventh years with a pile of homework, and a few people reading. Harry picked a random book off a shelf and started to read. Someone put their books down on the table and sat down besides him. He frowned when he saw it was Cho Chang.
"Harry, I heard what happened." She said, syrupy sweet. "How are you feeling?"
He didn't think she looked at all sorry that he and Hermione had 'broken up' but he decided she was trying to be nice so he put down 'Transfiguration do's and don'ts' and turned to Cho.
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Hermione was having a hard time carrying the load of books she had in her arms. She had managed to escape her pity party with the excuse that she had tons of work, as well as excluding her from that party she never wanted, she figured that burying herself in work would take her mind off Harry. Entering the library her gaze fell upon the two people she didn't expect to be in the library. Her books fell to the ground noisily, the librarian threw her a glare but Hermione was too busy hiding in behind a shelf to notice.
"Horrible, thanks for asking." Harry told Cho.
She wondered what Cho had asked him. Cho smiled at him and took his hands, Hermione felt anger boil up in the pit of her stomach but she told herself that if Harry wanted to date a cow like that he could.
"It's okay Harry I'm here for you. Besides, you're better off without that Hermione Granger, she gets angry quite easily doesn't she? I'll never know why you chose her over me, but if you want..." she said, getting closer and closer to him until her face was inches away from his. "I'll give you another chance." She finished.
That's it, Hermione had to do something, either stomp out of there or find some sort of weapon... She analysed the sharp edges of her book but shook her head. It wouldn't hurt her that much, however if she threw the whole pile... She stopped as she heard Harry speak.
"Cho, do you realise that the reason we broke up wasn't because of Hermione at all, I wasn't cheating on you with her?" He asked her.
Cho rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to talk.
"And do you realise that while I may have liked you when we were going out, I am now in love with Hermione? So you're here, insulting the girl I love, saying you'll give me another chance and expecting me to just get over her?" He spat, looking furious.
Hermione grabbed the shelf to keep herself standing. She felt a smile rise to her face. He loved her. He loved her. Harry loved her. HARRY LOVED HER!
Cho glowered at him.
"You know I could date anyone here, you're not that cool, Harry. Maybe I'll just go date someone who appreciates me!" She told him, her face becoming red.
"Why didn't you go straight to the mirror before you came and wasted my time then?" He replied.
Cho, without another word, stomped off. Hermione couldn't believe it, she turned around, putting her hands up to her cheeks and trying to comprehend what had just happened. Her legs went to jelly and she put her hand back to the shelf.
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Harry picked up 'Transfiguration do's and don'ts' and walked to the shelf where he found it, meaning to put it back. He frowned, looking at the shelves, trying to remember where it had been. Finally, he found the spot, at about the middle of the shelf. When he looked up he saw that there was a girl with her back turned to him, she had long brown hair that he recognised. He felt his jaw drop.
"Hermione?!" he asked.
She looked in behind and started. He noticed that when she spun around she had caused the shelf to wobble ominously. He tried to pull her away but the books, cascading around them, caused them to fall on the ground. Buried underneath the books and the shelf, they were pressed close together on the ground. He felt a sharp pain in his left eye and groaned.
"Harry, do you really love me?" she asked him.
'Why is she asking me this NOW?' he thought to himself.
"Why aren't you answering?" she asked sadly.
He made himself answer.
"Because there's the pointed edge of a book buried half an inch into my cornea." He told her.
"Oh, are you okay?" she asked, concerned.
He smiled and took the edge out of his eye. He frowned and closed the injured eye.
"I was until I took it out, are you normally that blurry?" he asked.
"Yes, since your glasses aren't on." She told him.
"Oh right, were did they go?" he wondered.
"Let's get out of here and find out." She suggested.
Hermione pushed the books away from them, while Harry lifted the shelf enough for her to get out from under it and help him pull it up. They looked at the mess at their feet. She said a spell that Harry didn't recognise and all the books went back onto the shelf in their correct places.
"Now, I think we've made enough noise for today, how about we get out of here Mister Potter?" She asked him.
"I think that's a great idea, Miss Granger." He agreed.
Once they were a reasonable distance from the library Hermione stopped him.
"Okay, now that you don't have anything pointy in your eye, do you really love me?" she asked him.
He looked at her, he couldn't read her expression, but what good was lying to a question like that?
"Hermione I love you so much..." He said, looking into her brown eyes intensely.
He felt jittery with nerves, he waited for her reaction. He felt his face redden when she started laughing.
"What's so funny?!" he nearly yelled at her.
"So... corny!" she said, still laughing.
Harry glared at her and waited for her to finish. When she was done she smiled at his glare.
"Sorry for laughing Harry, really it was cute, you should have seen me the first time you said it, I was so happy. Because I love you too." She said, getting closer to him.
His glare vanished almost instantly. He grinned and leaned close to her, their faces came together and they shared their first real kiss. When they parted they grinned at each other like wolves.
"You know, sleeping in the same bed as you, isn't so bad." Hermione announced.
"And I love going to Arithmancy with you." Harry told her.
"Bathing with you isn't that horrible..." she admitted, blushing.
"I would love to help you wash your hair any day." He smiled.
"I'm still sick of pretending to be your girlfriend." She told him.
"Will being my real girlfriend suit?" he asked her, pulling her close to him.
"I think it will..."
"Definitely not sick of kissing you." He stated.
"Not sick at all of being kissed by you." She replied.
"I love being around you."
"Who needs to be alone?"
"I loved being stuck with you." Harry told her.
"I loved being stuck with you too." Hermione said.
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I don't think this is the end, I'll probably continue because I really don't want to write a sequel so don't forget about me! Please read and review I repeat NOT the end!!!