Things Are Getting Weirder by:arual-chan
Hi folks! Um… oh yeah, I know a reviewer asked if Puddlemere was Oliver's team, and in all the fics I've read, it is. But I don't want it to be Oliver's team, I want originality! So…his team is unnamed because if I tried to name it, it would sound dumb. So…here's chapter 3!
Chapter 3-Dear God! Now There's Scheming!
Disclaimer:My story, not my characters, but I would happily claim them given the chance! (In other words, if J.K. died a mysterious and sudden death.)
Hermione decided to first pay a visit to Harry and Ron. She was trying to forget Vik…er, him, and she needed some encouragement and self-confidence boosting, things she couldn't give herself.
She went (apparating this time!) to their apartment and quietly opened the door. She had a key to the place and knew that they had probably stayed up late the night before watching 'the biggest match of the year' as they so kindly referred to every match.
And she was right, for pizza boxes and Butterbeer jars were the sight that greeted her as she stepped into the living room, seeing Ron and Harry asleep on the couch with the remote still in Ron's hand.
Even though they lived in Wizarding London, Ron had acquired a liking of pizza from a trip (a disasterous one at that) to the muggle one. So now, every chance they got, that's what they ate.
Smiling to herself, Hermione began cleaning the mess. That was how Harry knew something was wrong when he woke up.
She was in the kitchen, washing dishes, when he seated himself at the table. She still had not heard him yet because she was humming quietly to herself. (Whistle while you work and all that stuff, ya know!)
"What's wrong?" Harry's voice broke her from her reveries. She jumped about as foot in the air, making Harry's laughter fill the room.
But it abruptly ceased, one, from the evil death glare he was receiving and two, that damn headache he had! Hermione took that as her chance to speak.
"Nothing's wrong. Why would something be wrong?" she asked curiously. She hadn't done anything out of the ordinary…had she? "And that was plain mean Mr. Potter!" she added.
"Well, here you are, picking up after us, when you'd normally wake us up with a loud noise of some sort, reprimand us for mot keeping the place perfectly spotless, take pity on us, and THEN help clean." He explained matter-of-factly. Sometimes Hermione wondered how they could be so smart, and yet so stupid, depending on the situation. "And I thought it was quite funny," he said, smiling.
She disregarded his last comment, probably because she didn't hear it, and chuckled nervously, "Well, I thought you guys deserved a break." She lied, trying to avoid the subject. She knew it would come out eventually, and she'd be grateful when it did, but stalling always came first.
"That is a bold-faced lie, Ms. Granger. And do you know how I know this?" he interrogated, making her look away guiltily. He continued talking after it was apparent she wasn't going to. "We had plans for last night. You were going to come over after some 'previously scheduled' things. And you didn't. You forgot."
She sighed, "Viktor broke up with me." She mumbled as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Oh man, I'm sorry Mione!" Harry said sympathetically, mentally cursing himself for being so hard on her.
She sniffed, "It wasn't your fault. It was mine."
"Hermione…" he warned. He would not let her blame herself for that ass.
"No Harry, it was my fault. I thought he was going to propose. I gave myself false illusions about our relationship!" she was getting into hysterics now and crying even harder.
Ron walked into the room, sleepily rubbing his eyes. He yawned, "What's all the commotion? Oh, hey Hermione." He saw her state and looked questioningly at Harry.
"Viktor broke up with her," he said quietly, hoping she didn't hear and go ballistic again. Too bad he wasn't quiet enough…
"What's WRONG with ME?!" she shrieked miserably to no one in particular.
"Nothing is Hermione. Viktor's a prick." Ron poured some himself some of the coffee Hermione had made and sat down.
She suddenly stopped crying. A mad gleam had entered her eyes and upon seeing it…the boys became scared. Her eyes were not focusing on objects in front of her, but rather, staring into space. Harry and Ron exchanged their worried glances.
This could be bad.
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Oliver quickly left the pitch and went home. He had almost forgotten about Katie…and then it had come rushing back in one swift fluid motion.
For the first time in his life, Oliver wanted to just give up.
But he couldn't.
He knew it was a vain hope trying to fix things with Katie. He just didn't know what else to do…
At home he cleaned himself up, and then studied his bedroom. Things were definitely going to change. Everywhere there wasn't a quidditch picture, poster, or flier, there was an image of Katie and him. All his walls were blue- her favorite color. Since she was there all the time, it was almost as if it were her own home and not his own.
'That's gotta go!' he thought doing a spell to turn the walls various shades of green, his favorite color. The living room was olive, the bathroom teal, the bedroom a lively forest color, and the bedroom, was yellowish green. (that could have been the worst description ever.)
And as for all the pictures, he tossed them…all but one. For memories sake. He was a free man and he was not going to let her ruin him. So he did what he would normally do. He turned on the tube to watch…what else? Quidditch.
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After about 20 minutes of silence, Harry and Ron returned to the TV. Nothing they tried would snap Hermione out of it. But awhile later she came into the room, seemingly fine.
"You okay?" Ron asked, mouth full of chips.
"Yeah. Eww, that is SO gross!" she wrinkled her nose in distaste.
"That's the Hermione we all know and love," Harry chimed in.
"VIKTOR KRUM AND KATIE BELL! HOT NEW COUPLE!" the announcer shouted on the TV.
The boys waited nervously for a reaction from Hermione, but all she said was, "Damn, he sure moves fast." But really she felt as though she'd been obliviated from the inside out.
Stunned at her lack of emotion, Harry remained still until a thought clicked in his head. "Hey, isn't Oliver going out with Katie?"
And for some odd reason, that made Hermione grin from ear to ear. "Perfect." She said and was gone before they could even blink.
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Oliver awoke to the unrelenting sound of someone trying to break his door down. Realizing that he had fallen asleep, he attempted to look awake and went to save his poor door.
"Hello." The brunette who stood before him said. She was very pretty with soft, shiny, waist-length curls and eyes to match. She was slender, yet petite, and she had the sweetest voice. He stepped aside to let her in. "I love what you've done with the place," she said looking around. Oliver was sure she, whoever she was, had never been in his house before.
"Do I…know you?" he asked, suppressing a yawn from his rude awakening.
She looked confused for but a moment before she replied, "Hermione Granger."
"Hermione?! Welcome! Tell me...how are Harry and Ron? And you? You look dazzling!" he said, leading her into the living room.
"Thank you." She said graciously, sliding onto the sofa. "The boys are fine."
"And what about you? Or do you always evade questions about your well-being." He teased.
"Oh, well…Viktor broke up with me." She said quietly, but he could still hear the pain in her voice. It reminded him of a similar situation. And of a theme called rejection.
He looked embarrassed for asking so she quickly spared him an apology, "But thanks for the concern. I appreciate it." She stared at him for a long moment before adding, "I have a proposition to make, if you're willing."
"Oh really?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, but I need a to know...are you still dating Katie Bell? And I'm not trying to reopen wounds here, but…" he cut her off sharply, "I don't think that information is extremely relevant in this instance," his tone held a 'case-closed' demeanor, one which Hermione could easily detect. But still, she pressed on.
"I take that as a 'no'." she said, with the small bit of courage she had remaining. He glared at her menacingly and growled, "No comment." With a voice deathly low.
"Please Oliver," she squeaked, already pale from fright.
"Are you and Krum dating?"
"What?!" she screeched at an earsplitting pitch. It actually made Oliver wince in pain. He was only sitting a few feet away. 'Where the hell had that come from? And just how short term was his memory?' Hermione thought incredulously.
"Are you and Krum dating?" he reiterated.
"I believe I already answered that. No." she said bluntly.
"Well, the same goes for Katie and I." He elaborated.
"You could've just said 'no'." but seeing him about to retort to her remark, she interrupted before he had the chance. "Back to the real issue, are you mad at her?"
"No," he said softly and the sadness in his voice made her want to cry…again.
"Well, watch this." She turned on the TV and flipped to the station that Harry and Ron had been watching earlier.
"HERE WE HAVE WITH US THE HOT NEW COUPLE, VIKTOR KRUM AND KATIE BELL!" she heard him gasp, and had to fight back her own impulse to yell. "SO TELL US KATIE…HOW LONG HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DATING?" the woman asked.
"WELL, WE STARTED DATING ABOUT A WEEK AGO AND THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST WEEK OF MY LIFE!!" she pronounced excitedly.
"AND WHAT ABOUT OLIVER WOOD?" the woman questioned.
"OH, HE WAS JUST A MISTAKE, A PLAY THING REALLY…" Hermione turned off the TV and heard Oliver mutter "Conniving bitch."
"I'm sorry you had to see that." She told him gently.
"And…?"
"And back to my proposition. Will you agree?" she queried.
"Maybe. Is it revenge?" he wondered aloud.
"Yes." Was her short answer.
"Then count me in." he agreed.
a/n: hello! now, you may have questions and stuff so…ask at will! um… I know its weird, but when they're not around people, they don't hide their grief, but when they are around them, they put on a brave face, or try to anyway. so read and review and I'll try and update once a week.
once again, thanks for the reviews
ford perfect:lol thanks for reviewing. but ya gotta read the rest of it, k? see ya in snyder's!
silver rose petal4: thank you, I liked the last chapter too! lol. yeah, I changed the name, but was too lazy to just fix the error and repost the chapter. oh well. and im glad you're a heavy metal fan! me too!!!!!!!! don't worry, I will keep updating. and even posting more stories.
odyssesy1:read the beginning thing. yeah, im weird, but that's just me. thanks for reviewing!
well, until the next update! toodles!