Ashley Granger and Hermione Ketchum? Chapter 3, a Pokémon + Harry Potter Crossover fanfic

CHAPTER 3:

WE GETTING USED TO THIS NOW!

"Well-well boys, just cool it. Dean just asked me whether I could help him with his Potions. Why did you have to land in the hospital wing?" Ashley was sitting on the armchair beside the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room.

She was now the Head girl of Hogwarts (Till Hermione returned, of course!) and was sorted into Gryffindor by Professor Dumbledore, (the Headmaster of Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry hadn't died). She had been every boy's dream girl. Boys constantly tried to get her attention. This had made Harry, Ron and Malfoy to become her bodyguards. They followed her everywhere she went, (even the Girls bathroom!). Boys were only allowed to talk to her in their existence. Unfortunately, Dean had pinned down her in the library and he was beaten to pulp by the three 'bodyguards'.

"You boys are sick." She shot at them. Harry and Ron looked nervously at her. Harry looked in her face. Her cute laughing face was red with fury and her blue eyes were flaming. Her brown hair were crackling with electricity. And pink lips were pressed together.

"Bloody idiots, you would have landed yourself in detention! Dean's parents would have sued you and landed you people in muggle jail. I don't know what kept me from jinxing you…" She kept on gnashing her teeth until Malfoy shut his book deafeningly. Ashley's voice trailed in mutters.

"Listen Miss Goody-goody, he obviously meant to talk to you. Asking you for help was just a excuse to talk to you and ask for a date—" he barked at her.

"And besides, we wanted to protect you." Harry shot in.

"Listen, there's no need for you to pro—" Ashley started but she was cut again by Ron.

"Dean isn't a trustworthy fellow. He ditched my sister—" Ron started.

"She dumped him." Ashley cut him in glaring at him. "For Harry." She added glaring at Harry.

"Yeah, but………." Malfoy jumped in.

"I don't wanna hear any more. I'm fed up with you boys. I need some time alone." Ashley said rising from her seat.

"What for?" Harry and Ron asked together abruptly.

"For thinking." Ashley said and she walked to the door and slammed it as she disappeared behind it. Ron looked at the other two, who shrugged, he shook his head perplexed. They returned to their work. After a few minutes, Malfoy rose from his seat yawning.

"Good night guys, I think I need some sleep. I'll see you guys." And he walked and he too, disappeared behind the door.

Ron shook his head again and turned to Harry.

"She seems to be irritable like Hermione."

"Seems?" Harry snorted. "She's is irritable." He added, stressing on the word 'is'.

"Yeah, she'll be the greatest Head girl of the school,"

Harry just smiled.

Hermione walked in silence by Ash. She had been roaming thru and throughout Orange Islands with Ash for the whole 6 days. She looked at him and found him watching her.

"What?" she asked him.

"Nothing, I was just watching how silent you have become after the ride. Anything wrong?" Ash said smiling. Hermione shook her head.

"Nothing, just thinking about all my—"

"All your friends?" Ash completed her sentence for her. She nodded. Ash gave out his bark like laugh. Hermione gawked at him.

"What's so funny?" she asked him furiously. Ash stopped laughing but, a grin was still playing on his lips. Hermione watched him closely.

"What?" she barked at him. He shook his head.

"No, I was just wondering what your friends are doing with Ashley." He replied half-laughing. Hermione sighed.

"Yeah, I—is she—I mean, will she be fine with my Head girl job and Malfoy and others." Hermione wondered loud.

"You are a Head girl?" Ash asked in admiration.

"Hmmm… ummm. Yes, and Malfoy's the Head boy." Hermione said in pride.

"And others?"

"Oh, them. My other friends, Harry Potter, the Boy-who-lived and Ron Weasley, he comes from a poor wizarding family." Hermione said remembering dotingly.

"Why is Harry called the Boy-who-lived?" Ash asked as they entered the hotel.

"Oh, we reached the hotel." Hermione said changing the subject. Ash looked at her taken aback. But, he recovered fast.

"Yeah-yeah, I'm tired and hungry." Ash reacted. They walked in the restaurant in peace.

"So, what will you have? Here, choose from this card." Ash asked Hermione as they sat on the table by the window. She nodded and took the menu card.

Ash looked up at the waitress. She was standing watching at him.

"What will you have sir?" she asked smiling at him.

"You," he answered dreamily.

"What?" she asked him puzzled.

"I mean one beer and chicken burger." Ash said hurriedly.

"Small, medium, or large?" she asked smirking.

"Large. Hermione, what will you have?" he switched his stare from the waitress to Hermione. She looked up at him.

"The usual." She replied.

"Ok, then one beer, one chicken burger—"

"Large one, right?" the waitress cut in again.

"Yes, and one plate of corn fingers and a soda. Right?"

"Right."

"Sir, Corn fingers with Szechwan sauce?"

"Yes." Hermione nodded.

"All right" the waitress said looking at the piece of paper where she had written down their order. "One chicken burger large, one Corn fingers with Szechwan sauce, one beer and one soda. Any thing else for you sir?"

"No thanks." Ash said. "Thank you."

"Thank you." And the waitress collected the menu card and walked away.

"Very attracting, eh?" Hermione asked smirking mischievously at Ash.

"Nope, just beautiful." He said looking in her eyes. "Like you," he said dropping his voice to whisper. Hermione looked into his eyes and she felt herself drowning into them and she felt some strange pleasure drowning into them. She dropped her gaze to her feet.

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WHY AM I GETTING SO EMOTIONAL IN HIS COMPANY? AM I LOVE? NO NO IT CAN'T BE! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? OH NO! DOES HE KNOW I'M ATTRACTED TO HIM? HERMIONE YOU ARE GOING CRAZY!!!!

I wanna' tell you what I'm feeling,
but I don't know how to start
I wanna' tell you,
but now I'm afraid that you might break my heart
Oh, why should anything so easy, ever be so hard to do?
I wanna' tell you what I'm feeling,
and to say that, I love you…………

Anything wrong?" he was staring at her.

Hermione looked into his eyes.

"Nope, nothing!"

"What's wrong, Hermione?" he repeated.

"Nothing. I just—need a walk." She looked into his puppy eyes. They were brimming with innocence and sincerity. She bit her lip.

"Are you sad or troubled about something ?" Ash asked her apprehensive. She nodded.

"I'm worried about Ashley." She replied. Ash smiled.

"Don't worry about her. She's one of the strongest woman I've seen in my life." Ash said smiling.

"Really?" Hermione asked raising her eyebrows.

"Hmm."

"Hermione, I'm friend, so it's okay if I ask some questions and worry about you, isn't it?" Ash said. Hermione nodded. Her eyes were overflowing with tears. Ash stared. She sprang to her feet and ran towards the door, wrenched it open and hurried off out of the restaurant.

"Hermione!" Ash called after her, but the door had already swung open behind her. Ash too, sprang to his feet, throw some notes down on the table and followed Hermione out of the door.

It was a starry night and the moon was shining brilliantly. Ash screwed his eyes to search for Hermione, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Hermione!" he called looking around waiting for a reply.

No reply.

"Hermione! Where are you?" he called out. He saw a bush rustle and move. Thinking it was her he tiptoed towards the bush and jumped behind it.

He landed on a couple making out.

"Sorry. I'm searching for my friend." He said and rushed before they could make out what fell on them.

"Women!" he muttered angrily, walking down the lawn, with his hands in the pockets. As he turned to the right to walk back to the hotel, he thought he heard a hearty sniff. He turned to see Hermione lying on the grass on her tummy sobbing.

"Wha—"

He didn't know what to do. She was simply lying down at his feet crying. He ran towards her and crouched beside her. He stroked her hair tenderly.

"Hermione?" he called out gently. She looked up. She looked very pretty even when her eyes were red and puffy. She sat up wiping her tears with the back of her hands.

"Sorry. I mean—" she said profusely.

Ash opened his arms and pulled Hemione into a huge bear hug. She rested her head against his chest to hear his heart beating against his ribs. He rested his chin over her head, smoothly stroking her back and running his fingers through her hair. She broke the hug and looked up to his face; his eyes were shimmering in the moonlight and had them affixed on to hers. She smiled and leaned nearer towards his lips. She stopped when their lips were only an inch farther.

"I love you, Ash." She whispered and leaned to complete the distance. Soon, they were engaged in a deep kiss.

When they had both decided to catch their breaths, Ash spoke lightly again in her ear. " Hermione, I love you too. Come we'll complete our work back in the room. " Hermione let out a watery chuckle and nodded. He scooped her in his arms and she smiled throwing her arms around his neck. As the ivory moon climbed into the black velvety sky, Ash swept Hermione into his arms and carried her up to their room….

"Ashley, cant you keep your voice down?" Malfoy asked Ashley, who was sitting on an armchair reading the Potions textbook loudly with her fingers in her ears. She looked up from her book and shook her head.

"This potion works best on the werewolves—no Malfoy, I cant. I don't remember things unless and until I by heart them like this." Ashley said rubbing her temples.

"I'm sleepy Ashley, its two in the morning" Malfoy said miserably.

"I'm not stopping you to go and sleep." Ashley said angrily. She looked at her book and turned the page. "And by the way, it was you who told me this idea."

"It was my mistake." Malfoy murmured. Ashley laughed at this. Malfoy's heart sank right back past its usual point and settled somewhere near his navel.

"Wow! She's so beautiful, I wish she would feel the way I felt for her."

"Hello, Malfoy. Are you there with me?" Ashley said waving her hand in front of his face.

"Wha—oh, yeah! I was wondering…." He broke away.

Practice all the things that I could say,
Line by line, every word
I tell myself today could be the day,
But every time, I lose my nerve

I look at you, you look away

"Yes?" Ashley was looking at him intently. He shook his head.

"Nothing." He dismissed her. She shrugged and turned to her book and began studying again.

Why, Why do you turn away
It must be, you're afraid like me
I try,(I try) but I can't pretend that I
Don't feel for you the way I do
Can't you see

He sighed and leant back on the chair and soon drifted into a sleep. A few moments passed, Malfoy was woken up by gentle nudging. He opened his eyes to see a pair of brown eyes looking into them.

"Hermione?" he whispered.

"No, its Ashley." She whispered and leaned to kiss. Malfoy woke up with a start. He looked around to find no pair of eyes kissing him. He wiped his sweaty forehead looking around. The common room was dark. He could see Ashley's silhouette sleeping on the sofa. The one thing that kept him awake for this length of time was he couldn't stop thinking about the one girl he had fallen in love with. Ashley. She had managed to capture Malfoy's heart and constant thoughts. The brunette with aqua blue eyes, he could stare in to for hours had charmed every corner of his mind and soul; she had been hitting his heart, with her every touch and word she would beside upon him, which made him constantly light-headed, warm inside, sent shivers up and down his spine and the familiar feeling of butterflies arise in side of him every time she smiled. He turned his head toward where Ashley laid asleep. She looked beautiful in the moonlight; the only sound that could be herd coming from her direction was gentle rustle of the pages of the book she had rested her head everytime she let out her breath. He wanted to sleep a little longer, but the need to touch Ashley and to listen to her voice or feel her breath on his skin was beckoning his passion and desire for the brunette angel. He quietly rose from his armchair and crept to where she were asleep. He gently nudged her lightly enough for her to stir and whispered her name in to her ear. She moved a little and opened her eyes.

Aqua and grey coloured eyes meet as she slowly sat up.

"Hi! Its morning already?" she asked. Malfoy placed his index finger on her lips.

"Shush! It's just three in the morning." He said whispering. She looked at his eyes.

"I—I'm sorry." She whispered.

"What for?" Malfoy asked.

"For sleeping the whole night. I couldn't cope up with the sleep." She said moonlight shining in her eyes. Malfoy smiled.

"My mistake." He whispered. Ashley leaned forward.

"Mind if I ask a question?" she whispered.

"No mind!" Malfoy whispered. He heard Ashley chortle in the dark.

"Do you love me?"

Malfoy jumped at the attack. "Ashley, listen. What you said is really nice, but. I well I don't feel that way about

you. You're more like a sister to me" he replied. Those words hit her like a lightning bolt. She just stood there and stared at him for a moment.

Then suddenly she felt sharp pain, like she has just been stabbed in the heart. She twitched and bent over slightly, a wave of pain rushed through her entire body.

"Ashley, are you OK?" Malfoy asked worriedly, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm fine" She said and shook his hand off.

More pain came with the words. Then a second wave of pain rushed through her.
Malfoy watched in shock as she crumpled to the ground, shaking and clutching her chest.

"Get help. Please" she groaned. She twitched with every word that came out of her mouth, it was so painful.

Malfoy sat in the waiting room of the hospital wing they had rushed Ashley to. His elbows were rested on his knees and he held his head in his hands. It was early morning, and it was a lousy gray day. It was raining non-stop outside.

'Why?' he thought 'Why didn't I just tell her? If Ashley's not going to be OK, I'll never forgive myself'
Then the Madam Pomfrey came out, Malfoy rushed to her.

"Is she OK?" he demanded.

"She suffered a stroke" Madam Pomfrey said.

"A what?"

"A heart attack. It's very unusual for someone this young -who hasn't taken drugs- to suffer a heart attack. But apparently something very emotional has happened in her life that has caused it. But in any case, she'll be fine" Madam Pomfrey explained. Then she looked at Malfoy who seemed to be terribly shocked.

"Are you all right, young man?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah" Malfoy said quickly snapping out of it. "May I go see her now?"

"Sure, it's the second bed on the right"

Malfoy thanked her and went on down the hall. He came up to the door to Ashley's bed and shakily, pushed it open.
Ashley was seating in her bed wearing a plain, white hospital gown and staring out the window at the rain.
Ashley took one quick look at who it was and turned back to the window.

"Go away" she said coldly. Malfoy didn't move.

"It wasn't true you know" he finally spoke up. Ashley turned around swiftly.

"What wasn't true?" she questioned quietly. Malfoy cleared his throat.

"That I think of you as a sister. I lied. I love you." Her eyes filled with tears.

"But why Malfoy? Why did you lie?"

"I didn't want to lose you, Ashley. I was afraid that it wouldn't work out and then you'd be gone forever." Malfoy explained crying. She smiled and motioned for him to come closer to her. She hugged him tightly, stroking his white blonde hair gently.

"You'll never lose me, Malfoy. I promise" she said and smiled happily. He then looked up into her beautiful aqua-blue eyes and kissed her softly. Something they both had wanted for such a long time. Outside, the rain had cleared and the sun had come out from behind the cloud.

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