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The song in this chapter is Where is Your Heart, by Kelly Clarkson, and it's in italics
READ: The song is supposed to be like what Hermione and Krum are thinking, like from different points of view, but if it gets confusing then just disregard the song.
Chapter 13
"Harry, I know what you're going to say, and I don't care. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself!" This came from Ginny, who was listening to what Harry was telling her with Ron and Hermione about what had happened to him last night.
"Ginny, he said I was going to lose everything. That's a pretty good indication that he's going to use my friends, and my girlfriend especially." Harry said, and Ron put his arm around Hermione, who had the occasional silent tear sliding down her face. She was worried about Harry, but was looking at him, however, with the same kind of blazing look that Ginny was giving him. Ron marveled at the fact that she was this brave. Even with a baby in her stomach, she was still ready and willing to help Harry defeat Voldemort.
"Okay, and when was the last time You-Know-Who used one of us to bring you to him?" Ginny asked, getting angry.
"Wow, you forgot so quickly? How about when Voldemort used you in your first year to do his bidding with that diary? You almost died, Gin!" Harry shouted, people were beginning to stare. They moved to a more secluded corner of the common room before continuing their conversation.
"That was when I was young and stupid. I would be wise to a diary trying to talk to me now!" Ginny yelled. Ron and Hermione were watching with bated breath; they wondered where this was going to happen as much as everyone else in the common room who were now listening.
"Well, I'm sure Voldemort would know that, and he wouldn't be stupid enough to try that again, it would be something more clever!" Harry shouted, and Hermione bit her lip. This was a very surprising display, considering that Harry and Ginny hadn't been anything but wonderful to each other since they began dating.
"Considering I've had six years of schooling, I'd be able to defend myself pretty well. Besides, once he has you, you'll be able to defeat him, because you're just invincible, right?" She yelled, her cheeks red. Harry just stared, speechless as angry tears came to Ginny's eyes. "Did you ever think of the fact that you aren't invincible, and I worry about you too? You don't always need to be protecting everyone else. Sometimes you need to be protected too." Ginny whispered, the stood and stalked off.
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Hermione was sitting on a bench in the Quidditch stadium, doing homework while Ron and Harry were at Quidditch practice; they hadn't had much time for it lately and decided that they'd better take advantage of a fairly slow Saturday to practice for the afternoon. The team was in the running for the Quidditch Cup, so Harry had the team practicing extra hard.
Hermione would look up every once and a while, always noticing the look of concentration on Ron's freckled face as he watched the quaffles, barely ever blinking.
"Vat are you doing here, Herm-own-ninny?" Krum asked, coming up behind her. Hermione jumped up a foot in the air, her heart racing.
"Victor, I'm sorry, you startled me!" Hermione gasped, suddenly nervous. She was sure Ron wouldn't take it well seeing them together. Krum sat down beside her, looking at the essay she was writing. She moved her legs slightly, trying to shield the paper from him. It had always bothered her that all he had wanted to do was watch her study, even when they were dating.
"So, vere is Geeny?" He asked, trying to make small talk. Hermione just shrugged, not particularly wanting to get into telling him about the fight Ginny and Harry had, or that they hadn't spoken to each other; let alone been in the same room together for about four days. She was pretty sure that they were still technically "dating", because they hadn't formally broken up, but Ginny wouldn't talk about it, and Ron said Harry was just glad that now Ginny was supposedly "safe from Voldemort".
The two sat in an uncomfortable silence for a while, and then out of the blue, Krum began talking so quietly that Hermione had to strain to hear him.
"I broke up with my very serious girlfriend before I came here. I came because I thought you vould vant to get back together. I didn't know you and Ronald vere together, or I never vould have come. But I miss you, Herm-own-ninny, I vant you back." He whispered all of this, with Hermione just goggling at him the whole time.
I know that you're true to me
You're always there
You say you care
I know that you want to be mine
"Victor, I'm pregnant with Ron's baby, I can't just up and leave right now. We're in this together now." Hermione said, as Victor looked at his feet, his broad shoulders sagging a little. He knew he could be more devoted to Hermione than Ron was; this just wasn't fair.
Where is your heart?
'Cause I don't really feel you
Where is your heart?
What I really want is to believe you
Is it so hard
To give me what I need?
I want your heart to bleed
That's all I'm asking for
Oh, where is your heart?
"So if you didn't have Ronald's baby, then everything vould be different vith us? Ve could be together?" He asked, but Hermione just shook her head. Victor wanted her to talk more; she seemed so distant.
It seems so much is left unsaid
So much is left unsaid
But you can say anything
Oh, anytime you need
Baby, it's just you and me
Oh yeah
"Victor, I'm sorry, but I love Ron. Even if I wasn't carrying his baby, I'd still be with him. I'm sorry." Hermione said, and then stood, giving him a small smile, trying to be comforting. He wasn't very reassured, however.
I don't believe
In the smile that you leave
When you walk away
And say goodbye
Well I don't expect
The world to move underneath me
But for God's sake
Could you try?
I know that you're true to me
You're always there
You say you care
I know that you want to be mine
Ron came over; the practice had ended, and took Hermione's hand. He kissed her softly, barely noticing Krum, who just glared at Ron. Harry noticed, and began looking from Hermione to Krum, confused. He was put at ease, however, when he saw Hermione wrapped in Ron's arms, looking as though she had forgotten all about Krum.
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Even though Krum left a few days after their conversation, Hermione still felt guilty about hurting him. She didn't want to get back together, but he had always been so nice to her…he had always been there, so it was hard hurting him like that.
However, she had more pressing matters on her mind at the moment. Harry and Ginny still hadn't spoken and it was now the beginning of February; it was especially hard now that everyone was talking about Valentine's Day plans.
Hermione was also now worrying about what she and Ron would do after graduation, since it was only five months away. However, the baby was due in four months. Hermione had to start making arrangements to have private lessons with her teachers just in case she had to be put on bed rest for the last month of her pregnancy; under no certain terms was she going to graduate late just because she was pregnant.
Snape's lessons were the worst. This is where she was right now, in the dungeons trying to brew a nastily hard potion. Of course, her mind wasn't in it, because she was still worried about her and Ron's future. She didn't know if he was going to ask her to marry him or not, and Harry wouldn't tell her anything because he was still in a funk about him and Ginny.
As the time went on, the dungeon just got hotter and hotter, filling with steam from the potion she was trying to brew. Hermione had pulled her hair up in a clip, but still had a few strands of stray hair sticking to her sweaty forehead. Snape stood over her with a sneer on his face; she had never done this badly at potions before, and he was rather enjoying watching her finally mess up.
"You have five minutes left, Ms. Granger." He said curtly as Hermione began crushing her boomslang skin fervently, until they were to a fine powder, and scooped them into the potion. She was almost done; all she had to do was stir the potion slowly counter-clockwise three times, one time clockwise. As she began to stir, the potion finally began turning the shade of red it was supposed to until it was a deep shade of burgundy. Hermione sighed, relieved, and looked at Snape, but turned away again quickly when she saw the livid look on his face.
"Very well, you may go. Next week we'll work on something more advanced, since this seemed so easy for you." He said scathingly, and Hermione just nodded, packed her bag, and left as quickly as she could.
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Harry and Ron were sitting next to each other at breakfast, with Hermione and Luna Lovegood sitting across from them. Ron and Harry were speaking in hushed tones so that no one could hear them; they'd been doing this all morning, and Hermione was getting rather irritated. Just as she was about to say something, her parent's owl (she had forced them to buy one so they could keep in touch) swooped down, dropping a letter on her lap. Hermione decided to keep it under the table, since she wasn't sure what it would say; she and her parents hadn't spoken in two months, since the incident at Christmas. When she finally opened the letter, she read it quietly.
Hermione,
We want to talk to you and Ronald. If you could come home over Valentine's Day weekend, with Ronald, we would like you to have dinner with us. Send a reply soon.
Love,
Your Parents
Hermione stowed the letter back in its envelope, and decided to wait to show it to Ron when he and Harry weren't in such deep discussion.
"Well, when are you gonna ask her?" Harry whispered as Ron shoveled eggs in his mouth.
"I don't know, mate! She's so wrapped up in her studies, that I can't barely get a moment alone with her!" Ron replied, looking at Hermione to make sure she wasn't listening.
"Yeah, but she's getting freaked out about what's going to happen to you two once the baby's born. She wants you to propose." Harry said, and Ron just looked at him, knowing full well that he was right, but having no idea how he was going to afford a ring.
Hermione handed the letter to Ron, who groaned inwardly.
"I know," said Hermione, "but if they want to apologize or something, we should go and make things right."
"Alright, fine, lets get it over with." Ron said, digging in to the breakfast in front of him.
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The night Ron and Hermione left for Hermione's parent's house, Harry was out on the Quidditch pitch practicing on his own as it began to get dark out. It was going to be a long weekend, considering he and Ginny still weren't talking. He just wanted to keep her safe, and he couldn't think of any other way to do it than to stay away from her.
"Harry?" He heard a voice behind him and spun around, ending up face to face with Ginny. He stumbled backwards, almost tripping over his broom. Ginny fought to keep a straight face.
"Ginny, you scared the hell out of me!" Harry exclaimed as she giggled, acting more normal around him than she had in a month.
"Harry, I thought about what you said, and I think that I'd rather be your friend and still be able to talk to you than be you girlfriend and have you avoiding me all the time." She said, looking at the ground. Harry reached out taking her hands in his. She looked up at him, and he pulled her close, hugging her tightly.
"I love you Ginny, you know that. But I wouldn't be able to live with myself if anything ever happened to you." Harry whispered into her ear, and she nodded. Ginny pulled away from him, mounting her broom and taking off. Harry followed, and they spent the rest of the night practicing for their next game.