Hey everyone and thanks for reviewing. People have been bugging me to get out this chapter, so here it is! Enjoy! Btw there's another writing scene her so;
Underlined- Hermione writing
Bold- Harry writing
Chapter Five
In Class
Hermione awoke the next morning feeling a strangely tense feeling in the pit of her stomach, but she wasn't sure why. She sat up and looked around her crimson room, but nothing seemed out of place in any way. She then looked at the clock and new what it was.
"Crap!" She yelled, throwing her sheets aside and jumping out of bed. She quickly put on her school uniform, shoved everything in her bag and raised out of her room, down the stairs and stopped as she came face to face with Draco.
The two stood and stared at each other for a few moments of awkward silence, before Hermione remembered she was late and started to walk. At the same time Draco started walking. The two exited the portrait whole and both turned right, down the stairs to the dungeons for Potions with her least favorite teacher.
"Of corse he has to be in all of my classes." Hermione mumbled to her.
"What?" Draco looked at her, very aware of what she had said.
"Nothing…" they lapsed into silence again. "So…how come you're so late this morning?" Hermione asked.
"How come you are?"
Hermione hated how he would do that, never actually answer a question when you asked it. "I slept in."
"So did I."
Hermione was very thankful (much to her surprise) to reach the potions classroom. The two walked in and Snape stopped lecturing to stare at them, along with everyone else in the class.
Draco immediately went and sat with his usual Slytherin goonies on the left side of the room.
Hermione looked around and spotted Ron and Harry. She noticed that Ron seemed to be ignoring her. Harry however had turned to wink at her, making her cringe on the inside, through she didn't show it on the outside.
She continued looking and much to her demise, she spotted an empty seat next to Neville. It wasn't the ideal spot, but it was better then sitting beside Millicent Bulstode (sp?), which happened to be the only other empty seat.
As she took a seat, Snape turned back to the bored and continued writing. Hermione sat quietly mind only half with him. The other half was cringing with the feel of Harry's eyes on her. She was infront of him, but she didn't have to see him to know he was starring at her.
Suddenly a ball of paper hit her in the back of the head. She turned and looked at Harry who nodded at the paper, as Ron continued to ignore her.
She picked up the paper, unwrinkled it and read;
Go out with me. Was all he had scribbled on the paper. Hermione turned and glared at him.
She dipped her quill in the ink, and wrote back. She through it back to Harry and he unfolded, but all that was written on it was a simple No.
Come on Hermione. The only thing that was keeping us apart was Ron, and he's out of the picture now.
'Yeah, that and you make me want to hurl.' Hermione thought. Forget it Harry.
Harry glared at her, then went back to pretending to do his work, Hermione doing the same. Unknown to either of them, the blond across the room had seen the whole thing.
Sorry, this one was kinda short, but im kinda in the middle of a serious writers block. Suggestions would be much appreciated. Tnx. R and R! ciao!
