UNBE'VEELA'BLE
So, after a series of rather unforeseen and unfortunate events, Hermione was left, once again, single. This is SO depressing! I'm charming and beautiful; I don't see why I can possible be single, AGAIN, thought Hermione woefully. She was also still fretting over Ron. She had just got word from her old friend, Hannah Abbott, that Ron had just found love, once again, in Lavender Brown. Fuming over this, she went to meet Harry. "So... I heard Ron's with Lav-Lav again, huh?" she asked, trying to sound nonchalant. Somewhat suspiciously, Harry replied, "Yeah...he seems pretty happy. Hermione, you should be happy for him!" "I KNEW IT! You're always on his side! Even when he was angry with me for Crookshanks apparently eating Scabbers or when he and she were together you were on his side! I shouldn't have come here at all; it was a complete waste of time." She took a deep breath and stomped away.
Now Hermione had new motives. All she wanted to do was make Harry angry; she was beyond all rational reasoning. After a little bit of snooping, and some help from her very valuable contacts, she found who she was searching for. Feeling slightly nervous, clutching the piece of paper on which the address was written, she knocked on the door of flat number 9802 in downtown London. Trying in vain to smooth her hair, she laid her palms flat down on her bushy mane. Just as she had given up, she heard a light pattering of petite feet, and the door opened. Hermione then laid her eyes on someone she hadn't seen in decades. Her hair was jet black, and reached till her waist. She was nearly a head shorter than Hermione with deep Oriental eyes and a small, vague smile on her face. Smiling brightly, Hermione said, "Hello Cho! Remember me?"
At first, Cho Chang just stared. Then her face broke into a wide smile of recognition. "Hermione Granger! What a pleasant surprise!" she exclaimed. Glad that Cho had forgotten her anger towards Hermione when the former was dating Harry, Hermione decided to press on her advantage. "May I come in?" "Of course! Where are my manners?" said Cho, slightly abashed.
"You know, Cho, I've come her for a purpose. I remember how upset you were after you and Harry broke up, and now I know how you feel. Me and Ron got divorced you see. And now I've come to realize just how troublesome the male sex is." "I hear you! You have no idea how many failed relationships I've gone through since school! I have actually even considered abandoning these vile males entirely!" said Cho, jokingly. "My, my Cho, you sure do catch on quickly..." said Hermione slowly. "I- What? What do you mean?" Cho said, evidently confused. Hermione got up, and edged seductively towards the sofa Cho sat on. She said sensually, "I think you know just what I mean..."
"I kissed a girl, and I liked it; the taste of her cherry chap stick. I kissed a girl just to try it; I hope my boyfriend don't mind it", hummed Hermione the next morning, while preparing a cup of hot Earl Grey tea. "Whoops! I forgot! I don't have a boyfriend to worry about! It felt so wrong, it felt so right! I think I'm in love tonight!" she continued.
So, thrilled with the find of new love, Hermione spent the next few days blissfully unaware of anything except her relationship. In the beginning, Cho was as ecstatic as Hermione. Neither of them felt incomplete any more, and Hermione also achieved her ulterior motive; making Harry as angry as possible. She had heard nothing from Harry since their last meeting, but heard from an oblivious Ginny, that Harry seemed rather distracted and annoyed lately. She had all but forgotten about Ron and Lavender.
The days passed, and Hermione grew happier with her new life, and lesbianism. But after nearly two months since she had first entered Cho's door, she began to notice a change in her partner. Cho seemed rather occupied most of the time, and seemed to spend lesser time with Hermione. This made the latter rather anxious and suspicious. Hermione was worried that Cho may be having an affair. So she decided that she must find out the truth. One day, when Cho wasn't at home, Hermione sneaked into the servant quarters, with a large pewter cauldron and her brand new bag of potions which she had recently bought from the apothecary in Diagon Alley. There, she sat down and got ready to make a very difficult potion- Veritaserum. So, over the next month, Hermione worked feverishly, poring over a battered old book, trying to get the right colour, consistency and smell of the potion. Finally, on the day of their 3rd month anniversary, the potion was ready. Hermione and Cho sat across each other at the dining table, sipping Firewhisky and eating a scrumptious meal. But little did Cho know that her drink was spiked with Veritaserum. Trying to sound blasé, Hermione said, "So honey! How's it been going at work?" "Pretty good..." said Cho. "Okay now enough of the nice behaviour. Are you having an affair?" burst out Hermione. Her eyes strangely vacant, Cho replied, "Yes." Hermione gasped. "With whom?" "Do you remember Gabrielle Delacour?" "WHAT? Fleur's sister?" shrieked Hermione. "Yes, her." said Cho flatly.
Hermione was too shocked to say anything else. She simply sat and stared at the wall for nearly an hour, by which time the effect of the Veritaserum had nearly worn off. Then, finally, she shook herself out of her reverie and asked Cho, "Why? Why her and not me?"
Cho stood up and said, "Because I don't do women with bushy hair."