The Twenty year old Teenager Chapter 10: Chaotic Coincidence, a harry potter fanfic

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To all those who have read Moved In and Moved On before: I would like to say that I have just revised the title. Thanks.

The Twenty-year-old Teenager

Summary: (Previously named Moved In) Back at Hogwarts, Hermione had grown faster than any of her peers had, thus not facing the joys and pains of being a 'normal' teen. Now 20, her past catches up. Living under the same roof with Harry, Ron and Draco, she faces trials like overprotective 'brothers', late night parties, immature men, jealous ex's, first love and school. DHr

Chapter Ten

Chaotic Coincidence

"Yes, I do. I like her. I lo-." Draco covered his mouth and quickly spun the bottle.

It pointed to Harry.

"Truth."

The question was: How about you – do you like Hermione romantically?

"Nope, I like her as a sister."

Harry took the bottle and placed it in his drawer. "What. Did. You. Just. Say?" He said each word clearly to emphasize his point.

"I don't know." Draco kept his head down to hide his creeping blush.

"No, I heard it loud and clear – and you can't be lying awhile ago, Draco, right Ron?"

Ron apparently did not hear Harry. He was still too shocked by the current revelation.

Draco Malfoy, Draco "Ferret Boy Pureblood Slytherin Prince" Malfoy liked Hermione Granger, Hermione "Muggleborn Gryffindor Scholar" Granger. What has the world gone to?

Ron wanted to whack his head on the floor or jump from the thirteenth floor of a building and land on cold hard rough gravel.

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Hermione was bouncing with happiness as she climbed down the stairs.

The trip will be on Wednesday. She and her classmates will be excused from their regular classes on Monday and Tuesday to make way for preparations for the trip.

Hermione was obviously excited, she was going on a trip and at the same time it was educational.

She smiled to herself as she saw the first floor spotless.

"Looks like Ron and Draco has improved a great deal on their charms…" Hermione smacked her head. "Of course Draco is skilled when it comes to charms; he became Head Boy didn't he?" She groaned.

Tap-tap-tap.

Hermione found a brown barn owl knocking on the window of the living room. She opened window, took the letter, and handed the owl a treat. It was a note.

Hermione,

I'm done with my dental appointment. I trust you have received the circular and the notes from yesterday? I hope it reached you, I sent Christian over. Anyway, is the trip great or what? Tell you what; meet me at the nearest Wiz-Mart from the campus. We can already start buying the essentials for the trip. And afterwards, there is something that I really desperately need to tell you.

Gwen

Hermione immediately wrote an affirmative reply and tied it to the owl. She wrote another note to tell the men where she will be and soon afterwards, she apparated.

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"Earth to Ron, Earth to Ron! RONALD WEASLEY!" Harry bellowed at Ron's ear as he had been zoning out after Draco's shocking revelation.

Ron visibly was startled. "Bloody hell, Harry, what was that for?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "You were not paying attention to me, weren't you?"

Ron just stared blankly.

"Ron, Draco couldn't have been lying awhile ago, right?"

Ron nodded and his throat became dry. He was observing Draco Malfoy, who was fighting his blush from appearing.

Wait a minute, Ron thought. MALFOYS do not blush.

Then again, living proof that Malfoys do blush was in front of him.

This Malfoy got the love bug really bad…

Ron's eyes widened. Did he just think that? Draco Malfoy – IN LOVE?

"Weasley," Draco sighed. "I can clearly see by your blatant facial expressions that you are not pleased with what I have inadvertently blurted out."

Ron gaped with his mouth open, like a fish.

Draco continued. "I know you have feelings for her ever since hormones struck you. I know you never did open up to her for fear of rejection because of Potter overshadowing you. I know that you are perpetually insecure because -."

"Cut it out!" Ron found his voice once more. "I don't know how you know all these things but they are somewhat true." He added quietly.

Harry gawked. "I never knew you liked Hermione THAT way."

Draco smirked. "Typical Harry Potter – annoyingly innocent and amazingly ignorant."

"Enough of that, Malfoy." Harry changed the topic. "Well, since when did you have felt like this for her?"

"Well…" Draco eyed Ron suspiciously, wary of his reaction.

Ron stared back. "It's ok," He said, lying about his feelings. "I've gotten over her."

"In that case…" Draco swallowed before explaining. "I guess it started when Hermione slapped me in third year, and then appeared in the fourth year ball with Krum, and then…"

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"I never thought I'd spend this long on shopping!" Hermione commented as she minimized her things.

Gwen grinned. "What can I say? Education brings out the real you."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

"So I guess we're done with the supplies, aren't we?"

"Yes." Hermione placed her things into her pockets. "By the way, what was it that you 'desperately' need to tell me?"

"Oh, right."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Um…"

Hermione smiled knowingly. "It's about Chris, isn't it?"
Gwen blushed and her eyes bulged. "What – how did you – how?"

"I'm your and Christian's friend, I'm supposed to notice things like that."

Gwen was dumbfounded. "I know you're smart but, this is just over that border."

Hermione grinned in return. "Deal with me, Gwen."

Gwen sighed. "Anyway, so I think I have feelings for him but…"

"You're afraid to be rejected?"

"Yeah…"

"What else?"

"Listen, I think he likes you." Gwen swallowed hard.

Hermione raised an eyebrow once more. "What?"

"He likes you that way."

Hermione let out a laugh. "Oh, don't be bothered by that. That's not true."

Gwen was not assured. "Uh-huh."

"Look, don't worry, I assure you he doesn't. And besides, I don't like him that way. He's all yours."

"Sure?" Gwen felt mood lighten up.

"Sure."

Gwen smiled. "I guess, you're like that since you live with three other men -."

"Gwen!" Hermione chided.

"Well," Gwen grinned mischievously. "Why not? Don't you feel any thing past platonic towards any of them?"

Hermione looked at her, with a weird expression on her face. "Actually, no, I haven't felt anything but platonic emotions."

"Girl, loosen up." Gwen lightly punched Hermione's arm.

Hermione sighed. "I just don't, ok?"

"Come on," Gwen hooked an arm to Hermione's as they made their way to the exit of the building. "Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Draco Malfoy: they are an assortment from the Boy-Who-Lived to the boy-next-door to the bad boy. You got to at least have interest in one of them."

Hermione pulled a face. "Gwen, we're talking about my friends here."

"So? Chris is my friend too and -."

"I get your point. But I just don't feel any spark to any of them."

"Have you tried kissing?"

Hermione grumbled. "Gwen!" She sighed. "Anyway, thanks for inviting me to go shopping with you but no thanks for the mental images you gave me."

"Anytime, anytime," Gwen waved as Hermione prepared to apparate.

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"Well, are you two done with your conference or shall I die here out of boredom?" Draco called out to the huddled pair at the other side of Harry's room.

"Wait, Malfoy." Harry replied. "We're actually deciding on your future so shut up before we go all Trelawney on you."

"What do you mean 'all Trelawney'?"

Harry adopted a misty voice. "You shall die today because of drinking poison, mistaken for coffee. This is all because of the alignment of Jupiter and the Sun -."

"I get your point, Potter."

Harry shook his head and faced Ron. "Well, so, we'll help him?"

Ron nodded absentmindedly. He, after all, was the one who said that he had gotten over Hermione.

Harry dragged Ron to where Draco was sitting.

"Well?" Draco asked, almost unconcernedly. Little did Harry and Ron know that it was just a façade – deep inside, Malfoy was anxious.

"Ok, mate," Harry announced. "Since we've gotten past petty rivalries throughout the years, Draco, we'll help you with Hermione."

Ron felt his world crashing down on him while Draco felt he had been redeemed.

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The next few days had been a blur for the four of them. They rarely met each other due to each of their busy schedules.

Hermione was busy packing and preparing for her trip, Harry was busy formulating plans to avoid his fans and media altogether, Draco was busy with his own thoughts, and Ron was busy avoiding all of them for fear they might see some change in his attitude.

Wednesday came and Hermione woke up earlier than usual when she realized something.

She still has not told any of the boys about the trip.

"Condemn busy schedules…" She muttered under her breath as she recalled leaving the house early and arriving to find the house empty with her housemates still at work.

Hermione felt worry creeping onto her but she brushed it aside.

"So what if I don't tell them personally?" She told out a parchment where she wrote everything she knew about the trip that the boys would need to know. "At least I informed them." She stuck it to the refrigerator and prepared a breakfast, which she placed a heating charm on.

After doing her morning rituals, Hermione took her things and apparated to the campus.

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Draco Malfoy had his day planned and so he was very much ready to execute it.

He woke up earlier than Hermione usually does, just as planned. He quickly showered and wore his best suit, just as planned. He applied gel lavishly on his hair, just as planned. He listened to the compliments of his reflection, just as planned. Feeling confident, he headed downstairs to tell Hermione what he feels for her, just as planned. Ron and Harry would not be around, just as planned and discussed. They would still be in their respective bedrooms, pretending to be asleep or truly asleep, just as planned.

Draco inhaled the scent of food, just as planned. He started to say, "Hermione, there is something important that I have to tell you," when he entered the dining room, just as planned.

He stared into the empty chair where Hermione should be, just as – NO, not as planned.

Draco's eyes widened.

"What went bloody wrong here?" He shouted to himself in frustration.

He saw a parchment posted on the refrigerator with the magnet, which is in the shape of an arrow with the words "READ ME".

Sighing, Draco took and unfolded it.

"So much for the romantic approach…" Draco muttered, reading the contents. "What the -? Where the – how could she – where is she – how – POTTER! WEASLEY!"

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"As you can all see, we are in Asia." Professor Pertich, Hermione's homeroom adviser and Muggle Studies teacher, said after they had used the Port Key. "Where in Asia exactly shall not be divulged." She addressed her students. "As you all know, I shall be leaving you on your own and leave you with your head, so behave, understood?"

All her students nodded.

Hermione looked around.

To the Muggle eye, the building would look like a normal house. It is made of wood, with piers for support. The roof made of tile, features curving lines with wide, turned-up eaves supported on carved brackets. In reality, it is a concrete building which serves as home to one of the most prominent fashioning establishments in the Wizarding world.

"Where do you reckon the boys are?" Gwen asked.

Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "I have no idea, but we'll meet them sometime in the middle of the test, right?"

"Right," Gwen concurred and was about to comment when the doors of the building burst open.

A sophisticated woman came out wearing cream colored slacks, a red blouse and red-high heels with rhinestones.

"Welcome to the world-renowned Sassy and Stylish. I'm Cho Chang, CEO and your proctor for this year's Muggle Studies test." Cho swished her long black perfectly straight hair.

Hermione gaped. "No. Way." She mumbled.

Gwen was also gaping, but for a different reason. "Oh. My. Gosh. It's THE Cho Chang."

"Somebody pinch me." Hermione whispered as Cho led their group into the lobby. "I need to see Professor Pertich and -."

"Too late, girl," Gwen said. "She already left."

Hermione groaned. "This test is going to be terribly biased. I just know it."

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Cho Chang stood in front of the group of collegians as she took out a list and began to have a roll call.

"This is going to be a boring period of time," Cho thought to herself. "These are all star-struck girls who wish to be like me. What a waste, I don't even see a prospective model. Hey," She saw the next name. "Maybe this won't be boring after all.

"Granger, Hermione." She called out aloud.

"Present." A brown haired witch replied, raising her hand in a dejected manner.

There eyes met.

Just you wait, Granger, just you wait.

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"What the bloody hell were you shouting about Malfoy?" A disgruntled Weasley stumbled into the dining room. "I was happily sleeping when you shouted bloody murder!"

"What do you want, Draco?" Harry came in shortly after Ron, though he was a good deal calmer.

"It's Hermione – she left." Draco thrust the parchment into the faces of his housemates.

After quickly reading the note, Ron immediately reacted.

"But we didn't bloody allow her yet to go! She should've asked permission."

Harry sat down and poured himself some coffee. "Ron, don't get so worked up. She's way past legal age – she doesn't need waivers or anything from us."

But Ron was not appeased. "Still, she should have consulted us!"

"You know, Ron's right." Draco commented. "She should have told us earlier."

Harry looked from one man to the other. "Don't you guys get it? There's a concept called independence."

"Still, what if something bad happens to her? How do you think we'll explain it to her relatives? We don't even know where -."

"Exactly how it is supposed to be." Harry cut short. "So stop being immature, you two. We've got work to do and besides, their whole class is on the trip. Nothing can go wrong."

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"Everything's all wrong," Hermione thought to herself. "Cho still blames me for her breakup with Harry. Idiotic woman – doesn't she get the picture that Harry is as platonic as a brother to a sister? Darn it."

Cho kept on shooting glares at her after the roll call and all throughout the orientation.

"Well, thing's couldn't get any worse, can it? I'll just have to make this situation work."

Little did Hermione know that Cho has something up her sleeve for her considered rival.

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Sorry if this chapter is sort-of crappy, I wasn't really into writing it… Yeah, I know the Cho's establishment name sounds kind of tacky; I need suggestions for a better name.

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Hey, brilliant news: due to a really great response, I says it with conviction will finish this fic.

Thanks to all my brilliant reviewers for the encouragement. You guys are the ones who keep me going! And as for my grammatical errors in this fic, I am so sorry since I haven't really got the time to edit my work every time I upload a chapter. ((Yeah, I know, I got this past-present tense problem…))

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P.S. Sorry if this sounds kind of OC, I just want to loosen up in my writing compared to my other DHr fic, which is kind of serious…

To all those reading my other fic, I'll be updating that one a week or less after this one.

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Up next: Cho blatantly shows that she has a grudge against Hermione and Narcissa Malfoy visits them and decides to let her son know about her wishes on having grandchildren.