Secret Valentine
Hey everybody!
Thanks for all reviewers! I love you! LOL. Anyway, I erased the end of the last chapter, the part where Hermione picks up the paper, because I thought that I'd rewrite, elaborate that in this chapter. Don't punch me! lol. Since it stops at the exact moment than last time, I'm going to post the 5th chapter before the end of this week! And I'm so sorry for not updating so soon, but I got VERY busy…, please review and enjoy!
Chapter 4: The Sorting
- So,are wegoing? asked Ginny.
- Going where?
- Well… the sorting!
- Right! I forgot all about it!
I didn't…it's driving me crazy…I hope that I'll have Hermione as my Valentine…I have to withdraw her! If it isn't me, it's going to be somebody else… No! It HAS TO be me! It can't turn out otherwise… thought Harry.
- Are you coming? Hermione, please don't be that depressed! Come on, smile! Fortunately I'm here (she's so modest, lol)… It can't be that terrible! It's supposed to make us at least enjoy ourselves, since it's supposedly a GAME…
- You know as well as I do that the game was created in order to bring the Houses closer to each other! Imagine that you pick up somebody that you didn't want to pick, or instead you end up giving nice gifts to Malfoy or worse…
- Okay… point taken… I know… But come one, it is just a game, and the Sorting Hat isn't stupid, or at least, I hope so…
Ginny apparently didn't want to continue arguing, so she interrupted Hermione. Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione went in the Great Hall to pick out their Valentine's name. They were very surprised to see a whole bunch of students pushing themselves, screaming to reach: the Sorting Hat!
Indeed, Dumbledore has chosen an impartial judge: he had first thought about the Goblet of Fire, but then he chose the Sorting Hat because of his faculty of being able to read minds… The Hat was disposed on a wooden stool, always as old as he seemed to have always been… By its side, there was a notice where was written:
To all Hogwart's students & professors,
To know the name of your Valentine, put the Sorting Hat on your head, and then put it back on the stool when he'll tell you to, and take the paper which will fall down from
the Hat…
Remember that you have to stay anonymous…
This week's theme will be communicated to you by your House's Head teacher,
and a notice will be hanged up in all common rooms.
Enjoy yourselves, Albus Dumbledore
- Students and PROFESSORS? I didn't know that they were participating in this thing… said Ron.
They looked at each other and decided that since there were too many people there that they'd come back the next morning, just after they'd wake up.
They were going back to class, when they heard a big noise behind them and saw a big horde of girls all hysterical and crazy because they all wanted to pick up the "right" person, and they all wanted to be there first. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was there to watch on the poor, old Sorting Hat for the day, so the calmness returned in the Hall almost instantly. On the way back to class, they crossed Malfoy's path…
- Who do you think Draco will pick up? And who will pick up him? suddenly asked Harry.
He wished that Draco wouldn't pick Hermione, since he looks like that he really loves her… Loves her? What happened to the mudblood hater? Life is just so strange sometimes…How can a person change so suddenly?
I have to withdraw Hermione. This whole situation is crazy. If at the beginning of the year, somebody told me that I would fall in love with a mudblood, I would have laughed very hard, and I would have told him that he'd better take an appointment at St-Mungo's! Or, I would have him under Umbridge's supervision… Draco thought at once. At first, it was ONLY a bet…Make Hermione fall in love with me… But now, I have fallen in love with her! From then on, each time that I see her, I act like a puppy at her feet and desires… This HAS TO STOP! But she's so beautiful, so bright, kind, soft and sweet… STOP! Stop thinking about her! You're a MALFOY for heaven's sake… Oh God… I'm even starting to talk like her… This is bad… She has bad influence on me… I have to pick her! Not only to win my bet, but also to not be a loser in front of the others… I'll have her no matter what, even by force if I have to!
- I don't really know… started Ron. And I don't care either…
- I hope that he won't pick up me! said Hermione.
- I hope that too! agreed Ginny.
- I hope that he'll pick up an ugly and stupid girl, said Ron.
- Ron, imagine that he'll end up picking up me, I think it'll be better for you if you took off what you've just said, because I hope that I'm not "ugly and stupid", said Ginny.
- Okay… Don't worry… If it is you or Hermione, I won't say that you're ugly or stupid…
- Good!
- …But I might be thinking it…
An enraged Ginny pursued her brother down the corridor until they reached class while Harry was laughing out loud.
After the lessons, Harry and Ron returned in their dormitories, and met Parvati on the way, at a spot where there were a lot of people. She approached Harry with a big, wide, bright smile on her face and it seemed that she would go through Harry. He looked paralyzed, as he knew what would happen next. So, Parvati took his hands and leaned to kiss him. Her lips met his gently, but Harry didn't kiss her back. She opened her eyes, and saw him staring at her, and stepping back slowly. The kiss lasted only a few seconds, but it was enough for everybody to see that Harry had never liked Parvati who had been caught up in her own lies and misjudgment!
Arrived in the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Harry noticed that a lot of people knew what had happened. They decided to go in the dormitories to discuss that without being whispered about all around them.
- What a scene! said Ron. I didn't see that one coming. I thought she was only saying that you liked her because she wanted to be popular! Now, it's for sure that she'll be the one who got dumped! Haha! Skeeter will want to write an article on that!... Hey, buddy, are you okay? You're all pale!
- Ya, of course… I was just thinking about how I broke her heart if she really loved me…
- Did you know that she loved you?
- In fact, I didn't know… I didn't know for sure… I thought she was just pretending. But I was too busy to tell her that I didn't like her…
They went to bed without knowing that the next day would be totally different…
Harry put on his pants and his robe without noticing anything. He joined ron who showed him the ceiling and the walls:
- Did you see that? They decorated all last night. The house elves must have worked very hard…Hermy is the one who's going to be in a bad mood. Not only we're picking the name of our Valentines, she'll be also very angry with her S.P.E.W. thingy… said Ron.
Harry looked around him and saw above him little angels who were firing arrows at the passers-by, roses' petals in the showers, pink garlands on the walls, some streamers around the Fat Lady who was even dressed in pink! The armors were singing serenades to the students, angels were passing messages between lovers, all the paintings were combined in couples, and even the ghosts were two by two! Harry couldn't believe his eyes! In the Great Hall, the magic sky was blue, paper hearts were falling without stopping on the tables (then were disappearing), candles were floating in the air, the tablecloths had taken shades of pink, and the tables were packed of abundance of food of different kinds, but all had a shade of pink! Even the professors looked like they were in a good mood, but it wasn't the case of everybody, unfortunately.
- Hey Hermione! How are you? asked Ron.
- Mad!
- …
- Did you see the decorations? Who did the whole job? Hm? Who? The house elves of course! As if S.P.E.W. isn't useful!
- Hermy, it isn't useful…
- And this stupid game! To hell! I'm sick of it!
- You've said that at least a hundred times already!
- So, mudblood, you're scared? doubtful? asked a Slytherin who was passing by.
- Are we going to pick or not? interrupted Ginny.
And they departed for the Hall to put for the second time the Sorting Hat (Harry the third time). They looked at each other and decided who was going first. Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione. Ron sat, put the Sorting on his head and waited. He got up all pale, took the paper and blushed:
- Margaux Caput from Serdaigle…
- Ah! The nice French girl for whom you had a thing for at the beginning of the year! You didn't tell me you still liked her…
Ginny was next. She put the head on her head, waited and took the paper…
- Dean! I have him! YESSSSSSS! She was smiling and Hermione returned her smile back. Hermione was very nice, she didn't appreciate the game, but she was still happy for Ginny.
Harry was trembling slightly as he put the Sorting Hat on his head. He waited. He heard a voice saying:
- Do you really love Hermione Granger?
- Yes, he replied.
- Are you sure?
- Absolutely, replied Harry again with determination.
Then, get up and took the paper.
Harry stood up and read the paper that said "Hermione Granger from Gryffinfor".
- So, who is it? asked Ron.
- I'm not going to tell you.
- … (silence)
Finally, it was Hermione's turn. She took the paper and read…
So, what do you think? I am so sorry who those who already read this part in the last chapter, but I thought I'd rewrite it… Anyway, don't kill me… I PROMISE I'll update before the end of this week!