What are the odds

Chapter 2

Harry Potter woke up the next morning, reached over to the table, grabbed his glasses and put them on his face. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes with his glasses still on his face. After he readjusted his glasses he looked down to see a girl sleeping next to him. "Yeah, now you stay in one place." He mumbled to himself then got out of bed.

Harry walked over to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. After he took his clothes off, he got in the shower, and stayed in there for about five minutes. When he was done, he turned the water off, wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out to find a certain girl standing there waiting for him. "Hermione!" Harry yelled.

"Wow…Harry." Hermione said staring at his body. "Uh…" she said. Harry was standing before her soaking wet; he had water running down his well-toned body or that's what she thought. His bangs were hanging in front of his face dripping water on the floor. The rest of his hair clung to him but curled out at the ends, dripping water everywhere.

"What the bloody hell are you doing in here?" he said snapping her out of her little trance.

"Well…I woke up and you weren't there." Hermione said in a said voice. "I got scared."

"You got scared?" Harry said back in disbelief.

"You know, you have a nice…I mean great body," she said smiling.

"Hey." Harry said cutting her off. "When I'm in the shower, you don't come in here."

"But…but…I was scared." She said again in a trembling voice. "I didn't know where you were."

"Hermione."

"I don't like being alone." She said and Harry sighed.

"Well you don't just walk in places whenever you feel like it." He said and reached for another towel.

"Sorry…I didn't mean to…I'll just go." She said sadly.

"No Hermione wait." Harry said trying to stop her.

"It's fine really, don't worry about it." Hermione said then was about to leave but was stopped when Harry grabbed her wrist and turned her around.

"I don't want you to go." He said looking in her dark brown eyes. "Stay?"

"Well…" she said trailing off. "If you don't mind me being here?"

"Not at all." He said half smiling.

"Great." Hermione said in a cheerful voice, and smiled at him. "So what are we going to do today Harry?" she asked impatiently.

"We?" Harry said to her. "No, no there is no we." Her smile dropped. "I have class."

"But…but…"

"I'm sorry Hermione, I'm a student here meaning I have to go to class." Harry said cutting her off.

"You said you wanted me to stay." She said with a sad look on her face.

"Yes I know I did…"

"So what are we doing today then?" she asked cutting him off.

"How about this, when I'm done with class later on today around six o'clock, we'll do something together?"

"Meaning you don't want to play with me?" Hermione asked him. "Now." She quickly added.

"Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying."

"Well then I must say, Harry Potter, that you are the meanest wizard alive." She said then stormed out of the bathroom.

"Hermione wait!" he yelled walking out after her but when he did, she was gone. "Now where'd you go?" he said to no one.

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Tonks walked in the classroom carrying a pile of books, which she set down slowly on her desk so they wouldn't fall and make a mess. After she fumbled slightly with her books, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, she turned and faced the class. "Today we will be learning the Reflection Charm, it's similar to the Shield Charm but only more powerful." She said to them. "Can anyone tell me the Shield Charm incantation?"

Everyone in class sat there looking at her like she was mad, no one raised their hand, not one. "Oh come on you all learned this last year." She said starting to get angry. "Mister Weasley, can you answer the question?" she asked and his eyes widened.

"Ah…the Shield Charm is…um…"

"How sad." Hermione said causing Harry to jump slightly. "He can't even answer the question."

"What are you doing here?" he whispered.

"Looking for you sexy, what else?" she said smiling. "You know something, you're kind of cute when you get angry."

"Mister Weasley, answer the question." Tonks said again.

"And the key word is…Protego." Hermione said to Harry. "He's never going to get this right, it's so sad." Harry turned his head and looked at Hermione. "Oh…do you know him or something?" she asked him. "No offence but your friend is kind of stupid." She said giggling.

"I don't know." Ron finally said.

"It would seem so. Mister Potter." Tonks said getting his attention. "Will you answer the question for Mister Weasley over here." She said pointing to Ron who was sitting next to him.

"Protego." Harry said and Tonks smiled.

"Correct." She said. "Now everyone open your books to page six hundred and eighty-four, and start reading about the Reflection Charm.

"Wow am I good or what?" Hermione said to Harry. "Your welcome."

"Will you just leave me alone?" Harry whispered again. "I'm in class."

Ron turned his head and looked at Harry, "I'm not doing anything to you mate." He said and Harry looked at him.

"Oh I wasn't talking to you." Harry said to him.

"So you were talking to yourself?" Ron asked.

"Mister Weasley, Mister Potter, stop talking and read." Tonks said to the both of them.

"Well you said you'd play with me, and you lied to me, you're a lire." She said then walked to the back of the classroom, and out the open door.

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"Hermione!" Harry yelled as he stormed in his room. "Where are you?" he yelled again as he walked into his bedroom. "Hermi…"

"What?" she said from behind him, cutting him off. "You're mad." She said sweetly. "I take it you didn't have a good day?"

"When I say I have class, that means you stay here." He said coldly.

"Sorry, I just…I don't seem like I exist when I'm not around you." She said sitting down on the couch.

"Yeah well my friend Ron, he didn't even see you." Harry said as he came up next to her and sat down on the table.

"The stupid one," she said then sighed. "Figures."

"He's not stupid Hermione."

"Well it looked like it." She said as she folded arms across her chest.

"Well maybe in some cases yes, but he's usually not."

"Whatever." She said then looked away.

"Well do you want to play now?" Harry asked her.

"Oh so now you want to play." She said with sarcasm. "What next, you want to throw me off the Astronomy Tower?"

"What?"

"You wouldn't play with me earlier…so what makes you think that you'll play with me now?" she said then paused. "I said that wrong."

"Hermione, I'm sorry okay. I had to attend class, I didn't have an option."

"And you expect me to believe you?"

"Yes." Harry said. "But I have to do my homework." He said then stood up, grabbed his book bag and walked over to the table in his room.

"Figures." Hermione said then laid down on the couch. "All he wants to do is work." She mumbled to herself.

"Hey Harry?" Hermione said about ten minutes later causing him to sigh.

"Yeah?" he said not looking up from his book.

"Did you know that Voldemort, didn't kill your parents?" she said.

Harry stopped reading his book and looked up at her. "What are you on now?" he said coldly.

"The people in that picture." She said pointing over to the picture on his dresser. "Your parents, now I know why you didn't want me to touch it." She said remembering back to yesterday.

"And?"

"Listen Harry, I know you think he killed your parents, but he didn't. Voldemort is a holographic image. He doesn't exist." She told him.

"What?" Harry said confused.

"Meaning he's not real."

"I know what that means." Harry said to her as he got up and walked over to her, bringing his book with him. "Listen Hermione, I don't know what crazy things are running through your head, but…Voldemort is real. Voldemort killed my parents right in front of me." Harry told her.

"You were just a baby Harry, you couldn't possibly remember what the killer looked like?"

"Hermione…I'd say you're crazy, but you've been like this since I've met you." Harry said then opened his book back up and began reading again.

"But the killer is wondering the halls at Hogwarts as we speak." Hermione pleaded. "You have to listen to me Harry."

Harry sighed and put his book back down. "Yeah well it's probably you."

"Okay Harry, if I was the killer why would I tell you?" Hermione asked leaning forward closer to him.

"Good point." He said and shrugged his shoulders. "So…who is it then?"

"That's just it…I…I don't know." Hermione said then sighed. "Probably someone close to you, someone you'd least expect."

"Yes but you still didn't answer my question." Harry said.

"That's because you didn't…"

"How do you know that Voldemort doesn't exist?" Harry said cutting her off.

"I can't tell you that."

"What!" Harry yelled and stood up. "What do you mean you can't tell me?"

Hermione looked at him like he was crazy. "I don't understand the question?"

"How…do…you…know…that…Voldemort…didn't…kill…my…parents?" Harry asked her very slowly.

"Why are you talking to me like I'm five?" she asked him. "Listen Harry all I know is that I was sent to protect you." She said and stood up.

"That's why I can only see you." He said as she walked away.

"You catch on quick." She said turning around and looking at him. "Oh…yeah…your parents told me to tell you to look behind you." She said then paused.

Harry looked behind him and nothing was there.

"Well I didn't actually get what they meant by that but that's what they said." she said as she saw him turn around.

"Anything else princess?" Harry said. "Wait your dead?"

"No." Hermione said hurt. "I'm not dead!"

"Then why can I only see you?" he asked her. Hermione opened her mouth to talk but nothing came out so she closed it. Harry on the other hand was waiting for an answer.

A/N: Sorry it's been awhile. Hope you liked it and tell me what you think. R&R everyone.

Till next time,

Jen