DISCLAIMER: I think you already know that I, just another Harry and
Hermione shipper, can't possible own anything of this wonderful world.
Otherwise I would be enjoying the premieres of the movies with the stars.
Everything in the magical universe of Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: This is my second fic of H/Hr, so please be merciful, I am still learning the trade. I hope you enjoy it, and that you will give me feedback in order to improve the work. Well on with the show.
While you were in a coma
As the first rays of sunlight posed themselves upon his sleepy face, his eyelids fluttered slightly, refusing to wake up.
This, if possible, has been one of the worst summers he ever experienced. Of course that living with the Dursley's had provided many horrifying summers and lets face it, horrifying winters, springs, falls. Every one of the seasons with the Dursley's was a pain. But this time it was something completely different. And this was because, for the first time since second year, spending the summer with the Weasly's, in The Burrow, has been a complete nightmare.
It started out like any one of the summers with the Weasly family. Mr. Weasly and his three red-haired sons barging into the Dursley's blocked fireplace to come and pick him up. It have been normal the firsts weeks; being pampered by Mrs. Weasly, continuously talking with Mr. Weasly about his muggle anecdotes, making him tell with excruciating detail about new artifacts. There have been countless laughs with George and Fred, watching them test their new inventions on Ginny. And of course, there was his favorite pass time, playing Quidditch with all of the Weasly brothers. Yes, they were a great few weeks. And when he learned that his other best friend, Hermione Granger, the cleverest witch in all of Hogwarts, was going to be spending the rest of the summer holiday with them, he thought that this couldn't be better...Boy, was he mistaken.
As soon as Hermione set foot in The Burrow, everything changed. Ron changed. Harry could observe the change in the way Ron looked at Hermione, when he first saw her. And Harry also had to accept, she looked quite different, cute even. It appeared that Hermione had learned to accept the wavy part of her hair, and now sported her hair in thick ringlets, falling carelessly down her shoulders, marking her face. Her body was maturing and filling out in the right places, and the features of her face where softening. She looked taller also. The point was, there was a distinct change in her, and Ron was obvious to it.
Since the incident last year at the Yule Ball, Harry had the little suspicions that Ron fancied Hermione, but he never knew just how much. Ron seemed to ignore Harry completely, while flirting in a very clumsy way with Hermione, and the worst part was that she seemed to like it; the way Ron stumbled with his own feet while trying to sit next to her on the dinner table, or the way he mumbled compliments at her and even the shocking red color his ears got when he would pass close to her.
The even worst part came, when Hermione gave in to Ron's attempts and they started "going out". Now that was an awful week, they would go out for a walk completely forgetting about Harry, and with the twins locked up in their rooms, he was forced to spend the duration of the day with Ginny, who would sometimes pass several lapses of time just staring at him.
But Harry didn't understand why he felt so uncomfortable with this new found relationship between his two best friends. And it irked him to feel that way. He was getting tired of hearing Ron's recalling of their dates, when he gave annoyingly precise detail of how he had tried to kiss Hermione that day. He disliked the feeling that possessed him when Ron would do something stupid but Hermione would offer him a charming white smile. And he didn't like it any bit the way he flinched, like when other wizards heard Voldemort's name, when Ron managed to take Hermione's hand. He started to feel very guilty and dismissed all of these emotions as resentment because of how they seemed to ignore him.
Harry lay still in his bed, looking up at the ceiling and thinking about the past two weeks. Today was the day they where going to head up to Diagon Alley, for their annual shopping before school. He heard Ron shuffling as he went out of the room, presumably to the bathroom to take a shower, and he stood silent in his bed, thinking intently. He didn't comprehend why these unfriendly emotions where occupying his head, but he was going to make them stop. He was going to start showing support for them and their new relationship. He gave a little shudder when he thought of that word. What was wrong with him? Why was he acting like such a jerk? Ron and Hermione were his best friends. They were part of the few people who really cared for him. And he wasn't going to do anything that could come between their friendship.
"Morning Harry!" Spoke the female of Hermione, pocking her head to their bedroom.
"Morning Hermione." He responded with a small smile.
"Are you ready to go down for breakfast; Mrs. Weasly already shouted that it was ready." She said stepping inside, after seeing that Harry was decent, in pajamas, but decent.
"Sure, just let me get ready." He said nonchalantly, as he went to closet to grab some clean clothes.
"Umm, Harry? Can I ask you a question?" Said Hermione lightly sitting in his bed.
"You already have." He said turning to her with a smirk. Hermione made one of her trademark annoyed faces, and Harry led out a laugh. "Kidding. Go ahead, ask away."
"Well.I know that this might seem strange to you.you know.Ron and me." She started slowly.
"I don't find it strange." Harry stated, impressed by how convincing his voice sounded.
Hermione was surprised, but continued. "Well.umm.the thing is.I wanted to know if."
"Hi, 'mione, what are you doing here so early?" Ron interrupted, stepping into the room, water droplets still clinging to his hair. And he made his way to Hermione, trying to give her a peek on the top of her head, but Hermione moved her head up in that same instant and came in contact with his chin.
"Oww!!" Proclaimed the two of them, one grabbing her head, and the other his chin. "Ron, you need to start planning better your kis...movements" She said blushing, as she headed to the door. "I'll see you in the dinner table." And with that she left, still rubbing her skull.
"She's right you know. Haven't been able to give her a proper kiss all week." Confessed Ron to Harry as he had been on his way to take his bath.
"Hmm." Answered Harry just about to open the door, then he remembered his resolution and turned around. "Don't be so nervous, just wait for the right moment, it will come, when you look her at her eyes you will know, and just try to be a little more gentle." Advised Harry with a small smile.
Ron smiled back, and seemed filled with new determination. "Thanks mate."
"Yeah.you're welcome." Harry said before closing the door and heading to the bathroom. This was going to be a bit difficult.
To Be Continued.
OK. That was it, maybe it was a little slow, but it is just an introduction chapter. So what do you think?? How am I doing?? Come on and Review. Please, please, please. Give me a little pointers of tell me if you like it so far. So please REVIEW!!! Until next chapter Sayonara.
A/N: This is my second fic of H/Hr, so please be merciful, I am still learning the trade. I hope you enjoy it, and that you will give me feedback in order to improve the work. Well on with the show.
While you were in a coma
As the first rays of sunlight posed themselves upon his sleepy face, his eyelids fluttered slightly, refusing to wake up.
This, if possible, has been one of the worst summers he ever experienced. Of course that living with the Dursley's had provided many horrifying summers and lets face it, horrifying winters, springs, falls. Every one of the seasons with the Dursley's was a pain. But this time it was something completely different. And this was because, for the first time since second year, spending the summer with the Weasly's, in The Burrow, has been a complete nightmare.
It started out like any one of the summers with the Weasly family. Mr. Weasly and his three red-haired sons barging into the Dursley's blocked fireplace to come and pick him up. It have been normal the firsts weeks; being pampered by Mrs. Weasly, continuously talking with Mr. Weasly about his muggle anecdotes, making him tell with excruciating detail about new artifacts. There have been countless laughs with George and Fred, watching them test their new inventions on Ginny. And of course, there was his favorite pass time, playing Quidditch with all of the Weasly brothers. Yes, they were a great few weeks. And when he learned that his other best friend, Hermione Granger, the cleverest witch in all of Hogwarts, was going to be spending the rest of the summer holiday with them, he thought that this couldn't be better...Boy, was he mistaken.
As soon as Hermione set foot in The Burrow, everything changed. Ron changed. Harry could observe the change in the way Ron looked at Hermione, when he first saw her. And Harry also had to accept, she looked quite different, cute even. It appeared that Hermione had learned to accept the wavy part of her hair, and now sported her hair in thick ringlets, falling carelessly down her shoulders, marking her face. Her body was maturing and filling out in the right places, and the features of her face where softening. She looked taller also. The point was, there was a distinct change in her, and Ron was obvious to it.
Since the incident last year at the Yule Ball, Harry had the little suspicions that Ron fancied Hermione, but he never knew just how much. Ron seemed to ignore Harry completely, while flirting in a very clumsy way with Hermione, and the worst part was that she seemed to like it; the way Ron stumbled with his own feet while trying to sit next to her on the dinner table, or the way he mumbled compliments at her and even the shocking red color his ears got when he would pass close to her.
The even worst part came, when Hermione gave in to Ron's attempts and they started "going out". Now that was an awful week, they would go out for a walk completely forgetting about Harry, and with the twins locked up in their rooms, he was forced to spend the duration of the day with Ginny, who would sometimes pass several lapses of time just staring at him.
But Harry didn't understand why he felt so uncomfortable with this new found relationship between his two best friends. And it irked him to feel that way. He was getting tired of hearing Ron's recalling of their dates, when he gave annoyingly precise detail of how he had tried to kiss Hermione that day. He disliked the feeling that possessed him when Ron would do something stupid but Hermione would offer him a charming white smile. And he didn't like it any bit the way he flinched, like when other wizards heard Voldemort's name, when Ron managed to take Hermione's hand. He started to feel very guilty and dismissed all of these emotions as resentment because of how they seemed to ignore him.
Harry lay still in his bed, looking up at the ceiling and thinking about the past two weeks. Today was the day they where going to head up to Diagon Alley, for their annual shopping before school. He heard Ron shuffling as he went out of the room, presumably to the bathroom to take a shower, and he stood silent in his bed, thinking intently. He didn't comprehend why these unfriendly emotions where occupying his head, but he was going to make them stop. He was going to start showing support for them and their new relationship. He gave a little shudder when he thought of that word. What was wrong with him? Why was he acting like such a jerk? Ron and Hermione were his best friends. They were part of the few people who really cared for him. And he wasn't going to do anything that could come between their friendship.
"Morning Harry!" Spoke the female of Hermione, pocking her head to their bedroom.
"Morning Hermione." He responded with a small smile.
"Are you ready to go down for breakfast; Mrs. Weasly already shouted that it was ready." She said stepping inside, after seeing that Harry was decent, in pajamas, but decent.
"Sure, just let me get ready." He said nonchalantly, as he went to closet to grab some clean clothes.
"Umm, Harry? Can I ask you a question?" Said Hermione lightly sitting in his bed.
"You already have." He said turning to her with a smirk. Hermione made one of her trademark annoyed faces, and Harry led out a laugh. "Kidding. Go ahead, ask away."
"Well.I know that this might seem strange to you.you know.Ron and me." She started slowly.
"I don't find it strange." Harry stated, impressed by how convincing his voice sounded.
Hermione was surprised, but continued. "Well.umm.the thing is.I wanted to know if."
"Hi, 'mione, what are you doing here so early?" Ron interrupted, stepping into the room, water droplets still clinging to his hair. And he made his way to Hermione, trying to give her a peek on the top of her head, but Hermione moved her head up in that same instant and came in contact with his chin.
"Oww!!" Proclaimed the two of them, one grabbing her head, and the other his chin. "Ron, you need to start planning better your kis...movements" She said blushing, as she headed to the door. "I'll see you in the dinner table." And with that she left, still rubbing her skull.
"She's right you know. Haven't been able to give her a proper kiss all week." Confessed Ron to Harry as he had been on his way to take his bath.
"Hmm." Answered Harry just about to open the door, then he remembered his resolution and turned around. "Don't be so nervous, just wait for the right moment, it will come, when you look her at her eyes you will know, and just try to be a little more gentle." Advised Harry with a small smile.
Ron smiled back, and seemed filled with new determination. "Thanks mate."
"Yeah.you're welcome." Harry said before closing the door and heading to the bathroom. This was going to be a bit difficult.
To Be Continued.
OK. That was it, maybe it was a little slow, but it is just an introduction chapter. So what do you think?? How am I doing?? Come on and Review. Please, please, please. Give me a little pointers of tell me if you like it so far. So please REVIEW!!! Until next chapter Sayonara.