Chapter 3
Monday am:
I know this seems crazy but I'm sure that "he" has been looking at me more often than not, I mean, I might be crazy, but I think Ron or Harry might have said something by now, hmmm then again, those two, I might just fit right in.
It's time for me to start the day only 11 hours to go before I find out if I have been chosen, and more importantly which house I'm going to represent.
It occurred to me that I haven't really gone into any detail on the competition, I know, I know I'm just excited to have a chance to get closer to "him".
Anyway, it was on Friday I was walking my way to Charms with Ron and Harry when Ginny came rushing up to us.
"Guess what Harry", smiled Ginny
"What Gin?" asked Harry looking down at his charm parchment, (yes Harry is doing his homework as he's walking to charms – but that's a whole other story)
"There's a big announcement after dinner tonight, Luna heard it off Michael, who heard it off Susan that its Hogwarts got talent", breathed Ginny into Harry's face.
Harry finally looks up at Ginny. "Have you been at the fire whiskey Gin?" squints Harry at Ginny
"NO! its true" glared Ginny.
Dumbledore wouldn't even know what Britain's got talent even is", laughed Ron.
"Well" said Ginny, "That's where you're wrong Ron! Mum heard off Tonk's that Dumbledore told her that he loves Muggle Saturday night TV and he'd had a few ideas for inter house relations after watching them" Ginny was quite ferocious when she is challenged you know, What they say about red heads is true in this instance.
"Do you think it's true" Ron said turning to Harry, "we could be a double act?"
Harry was looking at Ron in horror at this statement, hehehe, it was quite funny that Ron as usual couldn't tell that this was one thing in the whole world that Harry Potter would not do. Yes he's had to be in the limelight a few times, but looking at it logically, it was purely out of his control, I don't think I would ever see Harry voluntarily step into the lime light.
"Erm, no thanks Ron", I'm too busy with all this, says Harry pointing to his parchment, "and to be honest I don't think you have the time either Ron, Shame your brothers aren't still here, this would be right up their street"
"What do you think Hermione?" asks Ginny turning to me "you've got quite a good voice; you could sing a song and maybe dance as well".
"Maybe, Gin, I'd have to think about it, you how much work I've got to do at the moment, I haven't even finished the transfiguration homework for Professor McGonagall yet".
By now though, I was jumping up and down inside. I know I have a reputation for being a bit a book worm/nerd – and yes it is warrantied, to be honest I would be surrounded by books all day every day if I could. And yes I'm seriously learning towards a career as a librarian, but when all's said and done I do have a more outgoing side – it's well hidden I grant you but it's there.
"Well see you Hermione" said Ginny as she kissed a rather distracted Harry's cheek and pulled a face at her brother before running off to her classes.
All through Charms I was thinking of the talent show, I made a list of possible ideas:
I could make up a dance and sing along to it – no too childish
I could incorporate a pole dancing pole, hmmm – nope too adult, is it? Maybe?
Big screen TV's behind me?
Have backing singers? Ginny, Susan, Luna – what nope not Luna, (sorry Luna)
Wear a top hat and tails
Glittery?
Dress like a snake – too obvious? This is getting ridiculous!
Then it struck me!
Now I could tell you what I'm going to do but that would spoil the surprise
Monday 1pm:
I've managed to sneak back to update you while everyone's in the great hall.
"He's" definitely looking at me, Ginny noticed too, we were wondering around outside enjoying the sunshine, when I noticed "him" across the way, I had a quick look and noticed him telling off some 2nd years for loitering.
I was smirking at the way he was towering over them, no looming over them, that's a better way to describe it, I think he looks lovely when de does it, I wish he would come and loom over me, but no such luck all I get are glares and insults.
As I'm surreptitiously eyeing up all those buttons that lead up to a lovely neck and then up to an amazing dimpled chin, that you could just lick, mmmm and then ….. Oh crap he's looking at me.
I swear I tried to look away but I couldn't those chocolaty eyes were locked on me and for a change they weren't glaring at me he was just - looking.
I then did something stupid.
I smiled.
Yup smiled, what am I an idiot?
As if he can just smile back at me.
As anyone could have predicted this is what broke "our" spell. He frowned, looked at the 2nd years that were still standing there as if in a spell too, glanced back at me and then stalked off, robes billowing behind him.
Just as I was wondering whether I imagined the look between us or the tint of red on his cheeks… "What the hell, Hermione", Ginny shrieked. "Bloody hell Gin, burst my eardrum why don't you" I replied glaring at her whilst rubbing my ear.
"Professor Snape was looking at you"
"So", I asked looking at her blankly"
"He was looking at you, I mean really looking at you, not glaring or scowling" Ginny replied in amazement.
I was amazed myself, one at the fact that it had happened, and two that I had an eye witness.
"Ginny, do you … I don't know, think maybe, he did?" I asked.
"Yes definitely", replied Ginny "and you like it, don't you" she asked softly.
"Yeah I do, I did, I mean…. ""I know what you mean" she smiled.
"Come on time for classes, but we will talk about this later, right?"
"Right" I smiled.
