Authors Note: Thanks to all my Reviewers! XOXO to u all! I have finals now,
So Ill try and type as many chapters as possible today and upload them
during final time. Read, Enjoy, and REVIEW!
They opened the door to the Great Hall, Hermione still gripping Harry's hand tightly. They walked past the Hufflepuff table, and were nearing the Slytherin table. Hermione almost broke down, but she held her head high and didn't meet the gaze of a single Slytherin.
She sighed and slumped into a seat on the Gryffindor bench. Harry sat across from her, and motioned with his hands towards Ron. Hermione understood, and shook her head rapidly. No, she did not want her other best friend knowing what had happened. Like Dumbledore said, it would all be over soon. Soon. Soon.
Harry noticed Hermione was barely eating. He wanted to force her to, but then again couldn't blame her. Ron had his mouth full of pumpkin pie, and asked, "Hey 'Mione, why so quiet? What's up?"
Hermione quickly looked up at Ron, but averted his eyes. She put on a small smile and said, "Oh nothing, just work and stuff"
Ron wasn't stupid. But he didn't want to press her on when she looked like she was about to cry. He understood that she didn't want to say whatever was bothering her, and honored her silent wishes.
"Well, I'm really tired, I better go get a head start on my homework and then bed" Hermione said, standing up and leaving.
"Hermione, Ill walk with you. I anyways need to visit the library, for err- umm Quidditch moves. I need to research some ones that no one will remember from the past and that are good" said Harry.
Ron shrugged his shoulders and refilled his plate. "Girlfriends" he muttered under his breath, but so silently that no one heard him.
* * * *
Harry walked up to Hermione, and they walked out together. Hermione kept her eyes downcast as she walked out, and when they finally reached an empty hallway did she talk.
"Hermione, I think that you should tell Ron. Not because of anything besides the fact that he is our best friend, and I think that he deserves to know, of course only if you feel that way" said Harry.
"Oh, Harry. I don't know. I don't want anyone knowing. No one, at all. What if" She said silently, in an almost whisper. As she said this, a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Hermione, it is your choice. But I promise you, he will only be there to support you. If you don't want to, then I can tell him for you. He is our best friend, and was for the last six years. I think he can be trusted."
"Ok" she sighed. "But not today, maybe tomorrow"
They continued walking, and got up to their dormitory. They shared a common room, being they were Head Boy and Girl.
Hermione flopped onto the couch. Harry sat down next to her. He was scared to kiss her, scared that she would be afraid. He just wished that all her pain would go away, and that she could go back to the way she was. He wanted her to laugh again. He wanted her to squeal again. He wanted to hear her scold him about homework. He just wanted her to be her again.
Hermione looked a bit better than before, definitely a good sign for Harry. She was just sitting, her hazel eyes a million miles away. Harry went closer to her, and she didn't jump up. She just leaned in to him, and he hugged her. She closed her eyes, and just wished that she could erase the last 24 hours.
She didn't want to be just a sad pitied girl. She stopped right in her tracks, what was she doing? So she was sad. She was allowed to be, she felt like she needed to get a grip. She abruptly sat up.
Harry took it the wrong way; he thought she was scared again. He quickly got up and asked her what was wrong. "Oh nothing Harry, but there isn't anything I can do. I will just need to live for the next three weeks, what else can I do?"
"Hermione, I love you"
"Harry, I love you too"
He took her in his arms and kissed her, and he felt like no sugar in the world would or could ever be as sweet as that kiss.
Authors Note: Hey Hey! Hope you like! Let me know, please? I work faster when I get reviews ;). So review! I LOVE Harry lol. I want him for myself! So see ya round for the next chapter and good luck to anyone else with finals now.
They opened the door to the Great Hall, Hermione still gripping Harry's hand tightly. They walked past the Hufflepuff table, and were nearing the Slytherin table. Hermione almost broke down, but she held her head high and didn't meet the gaze of a single Slytherin.
She sighed and slumped into a seat on the Gryffindor bench. Harry sat across from her, and motioned with his hands towards Ron. Hermione understood, and shook her head rapidly. No, she did not want her other best friend knowing what had happened. Like Dumbledore said, it would all be over soon. Soon. Soon.
Harry noticed Hermione was barely eating. He wanted to force her to, but then again couldn't blame her. Ron had his mouth full of pumpkin pie, and asked, "Hey 'Mione, why so quiet? What's up?"
Hermione quickly looked up at Ron, but averted his eyes. She put on a small smile and said, "Oh nothing, just work and stuff"
Ron wasn't stupid. But he didn't want to press her on when she looked like she was about to cry. He understood that she didn't want to say whatever was bothering her, and honored her silent wishes.
"Well, I'm really tired, I better go get a head start on my homework and then bed" Hermione said, standing up and leaving.
"Hermione, Ill walk with you. I anyways need to visit the library, for err- umm Quidditch moves. I need to research some ones that no one will remember from the past and that are good" said Harry.
Ron shrugged his shoulders and refilled his plate. "Girlfriends" he muttered under his breath, but so silently that no one heard him.
* * * *
Harry walked up to Hermione, and they walked out together. Hermione kept her eyes downcast as she walked out, and when they finally reached an empty hallway did she talk.
"Hermione, I think that you should tell Ron. Not because of anything besides the fact that he is our best friend, and I think that he deserves to know, of course only if you feel that way" said Harry.
"Oh, Harry. I don't know. I don't want anyone knowing. No one, at all. What if" She said silently, in an almost whisper. As she said this, a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Hermione, it is your choice. But I promise you, he will only be there to support you. If you don't want to, then I can tell him for you. He is our best friend, and was for the last six years. I think he can be trusted."
"Ok" she sighed. "But not today, maybe tomorrow"
They continued walking, and got up to their dormitory. They shared a common room, being they were Head Boy and Girl.
Hermione flopped onto the couch. Harry sat down next to her. He was scared to kiss her, scared that she would be afraid. He just wished that all her pain would go away, and that she could go back to the way she was. He wanted her to laugh again. He wanted her to squeal again. He wanted to hear her scold him about homework. He just wanted her to be her again.
Hermione looked a bit better than before, definitely a good sign for Harry. She was just sitting, her hazel eyes a million miles away. Harry went closer to her, and she didn't jump up. She just leaned in to him, and he hugged her. She closed her eyes, and just wished that she could erase the last 24 hours.
She didn't want to be just a sad pitied girl. She stopped right in her tracks, what was she doing? So she was sad. She was allowed to be, she felt like she needed to get a grip. She abruptly sat up.
Harry took it the wrong way; he thought she was scared again. He quickly got up and asked her what was wrong. "Oh nothing Harry, but there isn't anything I can do. I will just need to live for the next three weeks, what else can I do?"
"Hermione, I love you"
"Harry, I love you too"
He took her in his arms and kissed her, and he felt like no sugar in the world would or could ever be as sweet as that kiss.
Authors Note: Hey Hey! Hope you like! Let me know, please? I work faster when I get reviews ;). So review! I LOVE Harry lol. I want him for myself! So see ya round for the next chapter and good luck to anyone else with finals now.
