And Then What?
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Ch 3: The Call
Hermione groaned as she rolled over onto her back, she then mumbled to herself, "Damn sun, sometimes I wish it would rain everyday." Then she rolled over onto her side and looked over at the clock that resided on her bed stand. It was almost 9:30 in the morning. She was officially late for work. Hermione worked as a librarian at Bradford & Brown Bookstore. It was her job to be at work at 7:45 am. She would then open up the store at 8:00. It was too late to go to work now. Hermione grabbed the phone off of the floras she rubbed her temples.
'I better call Luna and let her know I'm not coming today.' Hermione thought to herself. She dialed the phone number; it rang and rang and then…
"Hello, Bradford and Brown Bookstore, how can I help you?"
Luna's voice sounded as quiet and dreamy as it always was. Her voice also seemed to be a tad sleepy as though she had been working very hard, which she probably was, since Hermione wasn't there.
"Hey Luna, it's Hermione."
"Hermione? Where are you, how come you aren't here? Luna sounded anxious and worried.
"Sorry, I slept in. Yesterday's happenings really took it out of me. I was wondering if it would be okay if I took the day off today."
"Um, sure Hermione. Take as much time as you need."
"Thanks Luna, you have no idea how happy you just made me. Will you be able to handle everything over there?"
"Yeah, I'll manage. And Hermione, don't worry, everything is gonna be okay."
"Okay, Thanks a lot. I appreciated it. See ya tomorrow."
"Kay, bye."
"Bye"
Hermione hung up the phone and once again collapsed back onto the bed. It was good to know that she didn't have to worry about missing work that day; also tomorrow was Saturday, the start of the weekend, which meant that Luna and she would get out of work early. Then all of the sudden, a feeling of dread swept over Hermione. She still needed to call Harry.
'Maybe I can get Ron to call him for me. No, that wouldn't do it.'
Ron had been trying to get Hermione and Harry to mend their friendship, but all of his means of doing so just didn't work, and if he called Harry for Hermione it would just keep them farther apart. No one else knew Harry well enough to talk about the subject, so Hermione would have to do it herself. She sat up, grabbed the phone, and called Harry's number. Harry had moved into Grimmauld Place right after he got out of school. Hermione had been able to convince Ron to get a phone and by now he was used to using one. She then got Ron to convince Harry to get a phone. Harry had told Ron his phone number after it had been hooked up and then Ron told Hermione, Harry's number.
'Well, here goes nothing.' She dialed his number while her hand shook furiously, her palms became sweaty, and her heart rate increased steadily. She also started to breathe in short quick breaths. She finished dialing his number and waited for him to pick up. This time she wasn't going to hang up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Harry."
"Ummmm… I'm sorry if I sound rude, but who is this?"
"It's Hermione."
Click
"Hello, Harry are you still there? I can't believe him; he hung up on me! Lemme try again, see what happens." She dialed his number again and waited for him to answer the phone.
"Hello? Hermione if that's you, I suggest you hang up right now before I do."
"But, Harry, I really wanna-
Click
"Oooooohhhhhhhh, he is so maddening sometimes. Let's try one more time, if not then I won't bother with this anymore." Once again she dialed his number.
"Geez Hermione, did you not get the hint the first two times!"
"Harry I just really wanna talk, that's all."
"Really? Well it's a little late for that, don't ya think?"
"Harry, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean anything I said back then."
"It didn't seem like it."
"Harry, I'm really sorry. I would never say a thing like that and mean it."
"But you did say it Hermione, and in front of everyone, it's kind of hard to take things like that back."
"Harry I am truly sorry, I know I can't take it back, and I'm not asking you to forgive me, but at least know how sorry I am."
"I understand Hermione, but I still can't forgive you, not yet. But could you get down to the real reason you called. You wouldn't just call me out of the blue to say sorry."
"Okay, well I just thought you ought to know that Malfoy and I are no longer getting married."
"Alright, Why?"
"Well, Malfoy was a little obsessed with me, to the point where he beat me when other men looked at me."
The other end of the line was quiet and no one said a thing as Hermione waited for Harry to reply.
"Harry are you still there?"
"Yeah. Ya know, somehow 'I told you so' doesn't quite cut it." His tone of voice was a very mocking one.
"Gee, nice way to rub it in my face, Harry." Her voice was sarcastic.
"Well, I think you deserve what you got."
"What did you say to me?"
"You heard me Hermione, you should have listened to what I said."
"Did you really expect me to believe you?"
"No, but you should have."
"Well guess what-
Click
"I guess that went well. Not. My god, what is his problem?"
A/N Hey guys, hope you liked this one. It took a little longer than I expected, I was really caught up in reading the new Harry Potter book. It was fantastic, but I will say no more for those who haven't read it. I would like you to review; it would really help. Flames are welcomed, but I like good reviews better. And thank you to all of my faithful reviewers, I really appreciate it. My next chapter may take a little longer to come, I'm not sure, but it will come. Thanks.
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