Pirate Blood

Chapter 13

Hermione and Jesse

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Chris got up to her dormitory. She found Hermione crying on her bed. "You know when a guy says he loves you and then you see him, most girls don't slap him without saying two words to him." Chris said.

"I don't know why, but everything is just so confusing. It took him three years to finally write and he tells me that he loves me. Then he comes here. I am just angry and upset and confused." Hermione sobbed.

"Hey it's okay. We'll figure out everything eventually." Chris hugged Hermione.

In Potions the next day things were awkward between Chris and Draco. "Sorry about the other night." Draco whispered.

"It's fine, Draco."

"So that guy is your brother. Jesse, right?"

"If you think sharing DNA with him means he's my brother, then yeah."

"So if you're the same age your twins. Who's older?"

"Him. Three and a half minutes."

"So, why is he here just now?"

"He lived with my mom is the US. I haven't seen him for a few years. I didn't even know he was coming. We really don't get along to well."

"I can see that." Draco said as he added in the Pixie Dust.

Over at Hermione's table

Hermione had been in a group with Lavender and Crabbe because there was an uneven number of students. Now since Jesse joined the class, he was Hermione's new partner. They were making their potion in silence. "So is there a reason that your not talking to me or are you just trying to put me through hell."

"Both." Hermione answered simply.

"Come on Hermione. You need to give me a chance." Jesse whispered.

"I did. Three years ago I gave you fifty million chances. Over and over again I kept getting my heart broken. For two damn years I waited thinking one day you'd be back. But then at the end of fifth year, I gave up. You don't write or visit for three years, Jesse. I thought that you might have been dead. Now you show up and think that everything will be the way you left it. It's not like that at all." The bell rang, signaling that classes were over for the day. "I'll see you later." Hermione said and left.

Hermione and Chris were in their dormitory after classes and dinner. Chris changed into a shirt and jeans. The shirt said 'SMILE it confuses people.' Hermione changed into a black and white stripped off the shoulder shirt with fitted jeans. "I don't know what I am going to do for Battle of the Bands." Hermione said.

"You know are an awesome singer." Chris said.

"Yeah, but I don't know what to sing. I haven't written a song for over a year and a half."

"Well just try writing a song. With Jesse back you should find something to write about. Like how you and Jesse just break up every five minutes."

"Oh shut up. We didn't break up every five minutes." Chris gave her look that said 'Yeah you did.' "We broke up every fifteen minutes." Hermione said. They both broke out in laughter.

"At least you haven't not written songs as long as I have. I haven't written or played my guitar or keyboard since the day I left."

"But music was your life. Well, music and sailing. How did you give that up?" Hermione asked, shocked.

"I don't know. I kinda just started a new life when I left. A life without a boyfriend, without my music, without anything that I have ever known. Except sailing."

"Wow. That must have been hard."

"Yeah, but hey, it doesn't matter now."

"Is it any easier being back?"

"Honestly? I haven't figured that out yet. I like having you and Jesse here. Everything has been a lot easier with you two here. But then there's Draco. Which makes everything harder. I wish I could tell him. But I can't. It would just make it harder for him when I leave."

"I guess you're right." Hermione said, "I'm going to go in the common room with Harry and Ron. Are you coming?"

"I'll be down in a second." Chris said, as Hermione left.

Chris went to the bottom of her trunk. She took out a silver frame. It held a picture of Draco, Kaylee, Hermione, and Jesse on a boat the summer before Kaylee left. Draco had his arm draped over Kaylee's shoulders. Jesse had his hand wrapped around Hermione's waist. They were all smiling. For some reason Chris suddenly needed to look at that picture. 'I guess I just needed to remember the life that used to belong to me. But that was before Rachel and Voldemort. Now, that life can't be mine ever again.'

Chris walked down to the common room.

"Hermione, how do you know Jesse?" Harry asked, he was wearing a dark blue t-shirt that said 'HAPPY' with a smiley face.

"The same way I know Chris. He worked at Sparrow's Ships." Hermione answered.

"But you went right up to him and slapped him across the face. You could have hurt him." Harry said.

"Oh please. That was not the first time Jesse got slapped by Hermione. He didn't get hurt. Trust me if he did I'd be having a party right now." Chris said as she sat down on the couch next to Hermione.

"No offense, but this is really none of your business Chris." Harry said.

"Why is this none of my business? It is my twin brother."

"I'm trying to figure out why Hermione slapped Jesse. That doesn't concern you." Harry said.

"Why don't you flat out ask her?"

"That wouldn't work. Hermione wouldn't be so simple." Harry said.

"Hello I'm still right here." Hermione said.

"Well actually let's see if you're right. Hermione, why did you slap Jesse?" Chris asked.

"He is an asshole." Hermione answered.

"Well I think the flat out asking her thing really worked." Chris smirked.

"Yeah but why does she think he's an asshole?" Harry asked.

"Well no offence, but this is really none of your business, Harry." Hermione said.

"Okay, you're going to have to tell them sooner or later." Chris said.

"I choose later." Hermione said. At that moment Jesse came into the common room, wearing a black T-shirt that said

'S. T. D.'

K I E

A LA

T L T

E H

"What's up?" he asked casually.

"Well we're trying to figure out why Hermione hates you." Ron said. Ron was wearing a orange shirt with the 'Chudley Cannons' logo with a pair of cargo pants.

"Don't bother. I know, she knows, and Chris knows. That's really all that matters." Jesse said.

"So you know why Hermione slapped you?" Ron asked.

"Yeah of course I do. But it doesn't really look like she wants me to tell you. So I won't. I was an asshole a few years ago and I regret it. That's all I can tell you." Jesse told them.

"You really should tell us though." Harry said, "We might be able to help you."

"No you can't. I can't have help from anyone but my little sister. It wouldn't be good if you guys got yourselves involved in this complicated mess." Jesse said.

"I'm sure it isn't that complicated. We have seen some very complicated things before." Harry said.

"Harry, I know you're just trying to help. But you really can't get involved. It's between me and Jesse and Chris is involved a little bit two. It's more complicated then you think. More complicated than we have seen before." Hermione said.

"But we tell you almost everything." Ron said.

"No one ever asked you to." Hermione said.

"Does this have something to do with this new makeover?" Ron asked.

"You got a makeover?" Jesse asked.

"You knew her a few years ago. Didn't you notice that she is blonde?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, she was the same way when I left." Jesse said.

"I lighten my hair in the summer."

"You never told us that." Ron said.

"Look I don't tell you guys every aspect of my life. Deal with it." With that, Hermione left the common room.

"Hermione hasn't changed a bit, has she?" Jesse commented to his twin.

"Nope." Chris said.

"Why does it seem like we know two completely different Hermione's?" Harry asked.

"Because we do." Chris answered, "You know this bookworm, who thinks everything through, and doesn't take many chances. We know a rebel chick, who does what she wants when she wants to with out thinking. The Hermione I know, took every risk and didn't care if she messed up. With all of us in the same room, she doesn't know who to be, the goody two shoes or the rebel chick?"

"Hermione's a rebel? I just really can't picture that." Ron said.

"Well I can't picture Hermione doing what she is told." Jesse said, "I think I am going to find her."

Jesse went down to the library. He found Hermione in the back crying silently. Jesse sat down next to her. "I just wish I could tell them. Everything would be so much easier." she sobbed.

"I know Hermione. I really do know what you're going through." Jesse said as he held Hermione in his arms. Hermione eventually ended up falling asleep in his arms.

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