..:: Goodbye Isn't Forever
..:: Author: Lil' Bode
..:: Chapter V: HermioneLand
..::Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE, THAT IS PROPERTY OF J.K. ROWLING, AND, OR WARNER BROTHERS
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I sat there in the stands thinking of better thing I could be doing than sitting there in the sleet, watching Quidditch, something I wasn't entirely interested in. I cheered, of course, every time we scored, but I don't think I ever really knew what happened. I cheered harder than normal that game for it was against Slytherin. I loved to kick their butts and that was exactly what we were doing; 80 to 10 so far.
I watched as Ginny caught the Quaffle Ron had thrown at her. She flew down the field swerving left and right avoiding other players and bludgers. She by passed the hoops teasing their keeper and then threw a reverse pass to Marie Bell, Katie's younger sister a second year. Who threw it through one of the hoops behind the Slytherin's third year keeper. She scored and the crowd erupted in cheers, I stood up yelling, "GO GRYFFINDOR!" at the top of my lungs. But it was drown out by the noise of everyone else. I sat back down with everyone else and continued to watch the game.
A half hour later we had completed the Slytherin's butt whipping, 280 to 40. Harry had gone into a dive closely followed by Malfoy; Harry had nearly hit the ground before he pulled out, Malfoy pulling out long before. Harry raced across the ground after it and caught it seconds before slamming into the wall.
I ran over to him, he was surrounded by his team and many other Gryffindor's. I pushed my way to the front, and came to a stance beside Ron. Madam Pomfrey was already in front checking him over.
"He has a serious head injury, he has been knocked out," I heard her say. She conjured up a stretcher and levitated him onto he, and he was carried up to the castle, by numerous professors. Ron and I tried to follow but we were shooed away like everyone else. I watched as they carried him up to the castle.
"You think he'll be alright," I said as I watched him enter the castle.
I turned to Ron to see what he had to say, he turned towards me, "He should . . . he's been through worse."
"Yeah I hope," I said as I turned back to look at the castle.
"It is useless to go up there now, you know she won't let us in," he said and headed back towards the pitch and into the locker rooms.
I followed him sitting under the over hang, waiting for him. It was 30 minutes before he walked out again. I had, by then, preformed a quick drying and warming spell on myself, for it still hadn't ceased sleeting yet. We walked back to the castle in silence.
I couldn't stand it any longer, him not saying anything, so I told him I was going to head to my dormitory.
There Malfoy sat slumped on the couch, he had an annoyed look on his face, I decided I was going agitate him more by saying anything for fear I would pay dearly. I walked over to the book case and grabbed a book, and I curled up in the chair furthest from him.
I opened the book and tried reading but it was no use, I just kept reading the same paragraph over and over again. So I set the book in my lap, open so it looked like I was reading and thought about Harry.
"Why don't you just go see him and put yourself out of your misery," I heard someone say. I took awhile for me to come back to reality. When I did I realized it had been Malfoy.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Go visit your stupid little friend; I can't stand you sitting here like you are," he said sneering at me.
So I got up putting my book on the coffee table, and walked towards the door. As I walked up to the Gryffindor common room, I couldn't help but wonder why he had suggested I do this. Had he been sitting there starring at me the whole time, and I hadn't noticed because I was in Hermione land.
I said the password to the Gryffindor common room and stepped in. I didn't see Ron sitting anywhere so I decided to ask Colin Creevy.
BIG MISTAKE, he flooded me with questions about Harry. He still hadn't gotten over his obsession. So I walked out without getting Ron. I figured it wasn't that big of a deal. He could always go visit Harry whenever he wanted.
I walked into the hospital wing; I was immediately pestered by Madam Pomfrey. After lots of convinces I got her to let me in for ten minutes. She told me he had some pretty serious head injures, and had come out of his slight coma and was now sleeping.
I walked up to him and sat down in the chair beside his bed. He had a few small cuts on his face and some bruises on his arms. His head was wrapped in a bandage. I watched him as he lay there; his eyes flickered open halfway through my visit.
"How are you?" I whispered.
"Okay, I guess," he answered with a weak smile, he cringed as he tried to smile bigger. "So we won?" he asked, "Madam Pomfrey wouldn't tell me when I woke up the first time."
"Yes," I said rolling his eyes, "Be quieter, otherwise I'll get kicked out. You wouldn't believe the talking I had to do for a measly 10 minutes."
"You should have been good at that," he teased.
"Would you shove it?"
"Sure," he said, we sat there for awhile in silence.
"So where's Ron?"
"I don't know I walked into the common room and didn't see him. So I asked Colin Creevy where he was, but he didn't stop asking questions about you long enough to answer, so I just left and came here."
Harry tried to laugh, but it hurt too much so he managed another weak smile.
I laughed at him and then realized that that would be another of my mistakes. Instantly Madam Pomfrey came around the corner and shooed me out of there, cooing about him needing his rest and that I could come back tomorrow when he was feeling slightly better.
I told Harry goodbye and walked back to my common room.
Draco was no longer sitting on the couch, but I could hear water running. I sat down in the same chair and picked up my book, this time I was able to read. I sat there reading for 20 minutes before I heard the bathroom door open. Out walked Malfoy he wore a pair of stonewashed jeans and a gray sweater over a white collared shirt. He looked very nice for just sitting around the common room. Nice, no not I word I should use, more like . . . dressed up.
He sat there starring at the fireplace, so I continued to read my book. This time I was careful to look up occasionally to see if he was starring at me. Out of the five times I looked up I caught him 3 times. A little odd I thought. So I decided to get up and take a shower.
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I walked down to sit and read some more after I got out of the shower. My hair was still wet, and I had my pajamas on; a t-shirt and shorts. Malfoy had obviously enchanted the chess board to play against him.
As I walked past I saw that he was about to put himself in check mate and had to tell him, "I wouldn't do that, it will put you in check mate."
The chess piece spoke before Malfoy could, "Don't tell him that, Mudblood, I was about to win."
"Oh would you shove it, you a measly chess piece," I said and grabbed my book and sat down.
Malfoy said nothing, but he chose another move, I tried to read but it wasn't working I kept looking at the chess board. Seven years with Ron had taught me quite a lot. I watched as he made another stupid move and the game was over, Malfoy loosing.
"Let me play," I said as I sat my book down, and walked over.
He looked up at me like I was crazy and then took the spell off the board. I scooted the chair over to the stand, and watched as he placed each piece in its place.
He moved, white first.
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"Check mate," I said quietly. A little more than an hour later, he laid down his king. I had moved my bishop, trapping his king.
I got up grabbed my book and walked to my room.
"Good game," I heard him say.
I stopped and turned around, "Thanks." He had turned around to look at me, he had is usual smirk plastered across his face. I turned back around and headed for my room.
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