Romeo and Juliet: A Harry Potter Love Story Chapter VI
As soon as she neared the Gryffindor house, Hermione stopped running, and started to practice her breathing. In… out… In… out… She shook her hair back, straightened her robes and continued to walk coolly back to the house and faked her smile that she used so often. She knew Harry would be on her case if he saw her upset and agitated. Hermione felt like slamming her head on the gray stone walls, but that'd only give her a really bad concussion and a trip back to the hospital wing. How could she have been so stupid? She should've known that anything Malfoy gave her would have something in it that wasn't supposed to be there. But then again… Did he really like her back? After six years of waiting could she possibly have gotten what she wanted?
'No,' said her pessimistic side firmly. 'It's not possible. It just doesn't work that way. You're supposed to spend the rest of your life wishing you were his and have your heart broken repeatedly when he dates other girls. No, he doesn't, can't, have feelings for you.' Those walls were so tempting… Hermione sighed and dealt with the problem the only way she knew how: blame someone else.
DAMN YOU, MALFOY! Damn you for making me fall for you! DamndamndamndamndamndamnDAMN!
Great. Now she was just being stupid. She spoke the Gryffindor password and saw Harry sitting at a table with her satchel and some other students getting ready for their classes. Then she remembered: Double Potions with the Slytherins! Oh damn, damn, damn… Hermione noticed Harry… sharpening her quills for her? That was odd. And he was placing them back so carefully too… Could he…? Nah. No way would Harry ever fall for her. Right?
Hermione and Harry just made it to the dungeons as Snape walked in. Luckily, he didn't dock any points from them. As she made her way to her seat, Hermione carefully avoided Draco's penetrating stare. Damn, why did she have to sit two seats in front of Draco and his stupid friend Blaise?
All through Snape's class Hermione wasn't taking any notes. The only thing she could think of was 'he loves me, he loves me not'-ing. She risked a sneaky glance at Draco to see if he was still staring but thankfully, he was taking notes, or at least scribbling very attentively. Just as she was about to turn back to the front, someone tapped on her shoulder. She turned around and saw Blaise holding out a small scrap of paper. She took it suspiciously and opened it underneath her desk. 'Sorry' was scrawled out in big red letters, signed Blaise and Draco. She looked back and saw Draco staring at her pleadingly and Blaise chewing his lip. Well this was weird…
But still. They had trickedher. Hermione wrote a large NO on the paper and just as she was about to slip it back to Blaise, Snape turned to the front to address the class and his stare fell on Hermione and the pieve of paper clutched in her fist. "Oh, and what do we have here?" he asked nastily as he advanced to her desk. "Let's see, Granger passing notes? Fifty points from Gryffindor for not paying attention in class." "B-b-but sir, it wasn't me, Draco started—" "No buts, Miss Granger. Detention this Friday night at eight o'clock SHARP. Understood?" All Hermione could do was to nod. But as soon as Snape left her desk, she looked back and shot Draco the most venomous glare she could muster. Blaise gazed pityingly at his friend as he slumped down in his seat.
Bah. I know it's short. Sorry people, but I have the dreaded writer's block. This was all I could think of so far. Will try to write more as soon as possible. Please read and review!