A/N: Hi everybody!!! So stupid that I sound so happy; I haven't updated for
like, almost 2 months!!! My deepest apologies... I've been sooooo lazy, and
really not in the mood to write... like, I need that inspiration! Okay
anyway, I've had the 4th and 5th written for so long already, when I was
done the 3rd chapter, but I just didn't... feel like typing it up. Anyway,
here's the 4th chapter. And about the going to the Ministry in the phone
booth, I'm terribly sorry; at that time, I'd totally forgotten that
Hermione could APPARATE! Lol, so yuppers. Btw, this chapter's dedicated to
Hannah; the Hannah I haven't been in touch with for the longest time ever.
Hope you're doing well!!!
Previously on CLBL:
As Hermione stepped off the elevator, she immediately took notice of the enchanted underground windows which had a stormy and dark day splattering upon them. Candles around were dimly lit. The place had an eerie feel to it. Her neatly shaped eyebrows furrowed. 'Magical Maintenance probably wants a pay rise again' she thought. She turned a corner, walked through a pair of heavy oak doors and emerged in a faintly visible cluttered open area divided into cubicles, which was silent all but muffling that came a long way from the back.
Hermione walked along a row slowly, silent footsteps weighing on the carpet. And there it was; no one could mistaken that flaming red hair for anything else, even in the dark, especially contrasted by black raven hair. Hermione let out a shriek and dropped the bag of candy with a thud.
Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter, entangled within each other.
Chapter 4 – Cheap Leather and a bookless Library
Ginny whimpered as a sense of Hermione's existence.
"Uh... what?" Harry got out between the kisses. He looked over Ginny's shoulder. What he saw was something he'd never seen before; blazing chestnut brown eyes that almost had a hint of red glimmered fiercely against the poorly lit cubicle. Despite the tears welled up in them, shooting back at his alarmed green eyes were shock, disappointment, and hate. Harry had never seen such a version of eyes before throughout his over experienced life.
"H-Hermione..." he managed to croak out.
"H-H-Harry... Potter..." Hermione whispered, barely audible. Ginny whipped her head over in shock. Harry was so flabbergasted that he was speechless. The looks on the three of their faces were priceless.
They gaped at each other unable to utter out a single word. Hermione couldn't stand seeing Harry with someone else. This had never happened to her before, and she was absolutely disappointed in Harry. She'd never expected this, never suspected it, and the thought of this scenario had never at the least bit crawled close to her mind.
Ginny began to get off Harry (they were in his chair) and Hermione turned around to leave. She couldn't believe it; why'd Harry do this to her? What did she do wrong? Hermione's vision was severely blurred by the double up of tears. She was a little past ½ way down the row when someone harshly grabbed her wrist. She flung her head over, causing the droplet of tears splashing Harry's face.
There she was again; losing herself in the same emerald green orbs she'd fallen for in first year. They were so war... she'd feel so happy and complete when she'd see them... not a thing in the world mattered... but not anymore.
"Hermi-"
"How could you do this to me, Harry?"
"I... I... "
"What did I do wrong? Was I noto good enough for you? The famous Harry Potter? Now I know-"
"Hermione! You know I'm not like that! You've never said that to me before! That's only what Malfoy used to-"
"You know, I really really believed you, trusted you... and-"
"Hermione, I'm sorry."
"No, Harry, I'm sorry. Sorry for never suspecting you! All those times you owled me about staying O.T. were lies... and all those times you stayed... you were with.... with... Ginny!" she spilled out, sobbing.
"Look Hermione, listen-"
"You've been spending so much time with Ginny... ALL your time with Ginny! You've lied to me; not just one time, but every time you've owled me! I cant' believe it, I can't believe you..."
"Hermione, it's not like that..." Harry protested. Then what was it really like? Only a miracle could save Harry now. He knew it was like that, Ginny knew it was like that, and everyone did besides Hermione. Truth was, Hermione was right. Despite her abnormal intelligence, it didn't take the eighth world wonder to figure it out.
Hermione looked in Harry's pleading green eyes. She knew that he wasn't this kind of person; she'd trusted him more than anything. She'd valued their friendship more than anything, but she'd never thought of Harry cheating on her.
"You know what Harry?" she asked, his eyes begging her not to reply to her own question. "We hardly have any time for each other now, and things have gotten so out of hand... I think we should..." she sniffled and gave out a small sigh. "We don't work."
Harry grabbed her wrist when she turned to leave again. "I'm sorry, Hermione. After all these years we've been through, you're just going to leave our relationship like this? We've been through so much, surely we can- "
"It is because of all these years that I have turned weak!" she yelled back at him. "After all these years, how could you do this to me?!" she retorted.
Harry was dumbfounded. Hermione easily used his own point against him, and no matter how hard he tried to rack his brain, he just couldn't think of anything else to say back before she started again.
"Just forget it." she stated, and with a last look of pity and resentment, Hermione's skirt whipped away with a crack.
A/N: Sorry about this A/N again, but for one of my friends *cough* Vuong *cough* she might not know what the crack meant, and it means that she apparated. Oh, and I'll try not to make the next update too long. Thanks for being with me guys! And please please review.
Much love,
Irene
PS. For those of you who'd like me to email you when I update, please say so in your review! Thankies!
Previously on CLBL:
As Hermione stepped off the elevator, she immediately took notice of the enchanted underground windows which had a stormy and dark day splattering upon them. Candles around were dimly lit. The place had an eerie feel to it. Her neatly shaped eyebrows furrowed. 'Magical Maintenance probably wants a pay rise again' she thought. She turned a corner, walked through a pair of heavy oak doors and emerged in a faintly visible cluttered open area divided into cubicles, which was silent all but muffling that came a long way from the back.
Hermione walked along a row slowly, silent footsteps weighing on the carpet. And there it was; no one could mistaken that flaming red hair for anything else, even in the dark, especially contrasted by black raven hair. Hermione let out a shriek and dropped the bag of candy with a thud.
Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter, entangled within each other.
Chapter 4 – Cheap Leather and a bookless Library
Ginny whimpered as a sense of Hermione's existence.
"Uh... what?" Harry got out between the kisses. He looked over Ginny's shoulder. What he saw was something he'd never seen before; blazing chestnut brown eyes that almost had a hint of red glimmered fiercely against the poorly lit cubicle. Despite the tears welled up in them, shooting back at his alarmed green eyes were shock, disappointment, and hate. Harry had never seen such a version of eyes before throughout his over experienced life.
"H-Hermione..." he managed to croak out.
"H-H-Harry... Potter..." Hermione whispered, barely audible. Ginny whipped her head over in shock. Harry was so flabbergasted that he was speechless. The looks on the three of their faces were priceless.
They gaped at each other unable to utter out a single word. Hermione couldn't stand seeing Harry with someone else. This had never happened to her before, and she was absolutely disappointed in Harry. She'd never expected this, never suspected it, and the thought of this scenario had never at the least bit crawled close to her mind.
Ginny began to get off Harry (they were in his chair) and Hermione turned around to leave. She couldn't believe it; why'd Harry do this to her? What did she do wrong? Hermione's vision was severely blurred by the double up of tears. She was a little past ½ way down the row when someone harshly grabbed her wrist. She flung her head over, causing the droplet of tears splashing Harry's face.
There she was again; losing herself in the same emerald green orbs she'd fallen for in first year. They were so war... she'd feel so happy and complete when she'd see them... not a thing in the world mattered... but not anymore.
"Hermi-"
"How could you do this to me, Harry?"
"I... I... "
"What did I do wrong? Was I noto good enough for you? The famous Harry Potter? Now I know-"
"Hermione! You know I'm not like that! You've never said that to me before! That's only what Malfoy used to-"
"You know, I really really believed you, trusted you... and-"
"Hermione, I'm sorry."
"No, Harry, I'm sorry. Sorry for never suspecting you! All those times you owled me about staying O.T. were lies... and all those times you stayed... you were with.... with... Ginny!" she spilled out, sobbing.
"Look Hermione, listen-"
"You've been spending so much time with Ginny... ALL your time with Ginny! You've lied to me; not just one time, but every time you've owled me! I cant' believe it, I can't believe you..."
"Hermione, it's not like that..." Harry protested. Then what was it really like? Only a miracle could save Harry now. He knew it was like that, Ginny knew it was like that, and everyone did besides Hermione. Truth was, Hermione was right. Despite her abnormal intelligence, it didn't take the eighth world wonder to figure it out.
Hermione looked in Harry's pleading green eyes. She knew that he wasn't this kind of person; she'd trusted him more than anything. She'd valued their friendship more than anything, but she'd never thought of Harry cheating on her.
"You know what Harry?" she asked, his eyes begging her not to reply to her own question. "We hardly have any time for each other now, and things have gotten so out of hand... I think we should..." she sniffled and gave out a small sigh. "We don't work."
Harry grabbed her wrist when she turned to leave again. "I'm sorry, Hermione. After all these years we've been through, you're just going to leave our relationship like this? We've been through so much, surely we can- "
"It is because of all these years that I have turned weak!" she yelled back at him. "After all these years, how could you do this to me?!" she retorted.
Harry was dumbfounded. Hermione easily used his own point against him, and no matter how hard he tried to rack his brain, he just couldn't think of anything else to say back before she started again.
"Just forget it." she stated, and with a last look of pity and resentment, Hermione's skirt whipped away with a crack.
A/N: Sorry about this A/N again, but for one of my friends *cough* Vuong *cough* she might not know what the crack meant, and it means that she apparated. Oh, and I'll try not to make the next update too long. Thanks for being with me guys! And please please review.
Much love,
Irene
PS. For those of you who'd like me to email you when I update, please say so in your review! Thankies!