Chapter 2 - Best Friends
Hermione stared. She couldn't help it. Harry just sat there like nothing was different. She knew it was him, it had to be. After seven years, why was he finally letting go of his true feelings for her? She couldn't help but smile as Harry swept a hand through his hair in frustration over the Potions test he was taking.
"Miss Granger, would you like to share that dream you're having with us or are you just staring at Mr. Potter because you feel like it?" Professor Snape's voice rang like a bell in Hermione's head. She felt her face turn bright red and she felt the urge to run out of the classroom then and there.
"Um. no sir. I was just thinking about how to change a. um. snake into a lion." Hermione thought of her first excuse. 'God, why do I have to be so stupid!' She thought to herself.
"Well, maybe if you paid more attention to Potions you would have graduated at the very top of the class."
Hermione's face could not detest what she was thinking. Pure shock ran through her system. "NOT AT THE TOP OF THE CLASS!" She yelled. She thought she had only said that to herself, but she couldn't help but have an outburst.
"That's correct. I believe. Mr. Malfoy is the very tip-top. yes, I might add, if you didn't make little outbursts and paid more attention you definitely could have been the top." Snape snickered and turned away with a flash of his cape.
Hermione felt water collect in her eyes, making them sting. She grabbed her bag and ran from the classroom.
~*~ Harry knocked on the door patiently, knowing that there probably was going to be no answer. Harry sighed again and turned around, but then, the sound of a door opening made him stop.
Hermione sniffled and then said his name. "Harry?"
"'Mione!" Harry paused and then waited to walk into the room after her gesture for him to come in.
Hermione just looked at him. He could see she was full of emotions: anger, embarrassment, sorrow.
Hermione sat down on her bed and let the tears flow. She couldn't hold them back anymore then she could stop the earth from moving. Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her. She leaned her head on his shoulder and wept into his clothing.
"I can't believe I just. ran out like that. I don't want." She blew her nose on his shirt before going on. "I'm in so much trouble. Not in the top of my class? Oh, God Harry. what am I going to do?"
Harry started smoothing her hair with his hand.
"'Mione, everything's going to be just fine. I promise. Top student isn't completely chosen yet. Snape is probably lying."
"My life is over." Once again, she blew her nose on his shirt.
"No it's not. your life is far, far ahead of you. The best years of your life are to come, school is only a stepping stone in a long, winding path of life ahead of all of us."
"Harry, thanks for being my best friend." She finally stopped crying and looked up to slowly smile at him.
~*~ The next day as Hermione rushed towards Transfiguration class she thought about how she had had the perfect chance to ask Harry about the wonderful, beautiful rose the day before when they were alone in her dorm. She had been so upset about Snape's comments that she had completely forgotten. As she started to think about how much she enjoyed Harry's company, she ran into someone, who just happened to be Harry.
"Oh, Harry. I didn't see you there." Hermione paused and stared at Harry uncomfortably. Harry didn't notice.
"It's okay, 'Mione! I was just heading to Divination class. Oh, by the way. I have something very important to tell you, but I can't tell you here and now. Midnight tonight in the common room. Meet me there," Harry looked around to make sure no one was around to hear.
Hermione's face turned from being uncomfortable into trying to look concerned, instead of showing the real emotion that was going on inside of her right now.
"Sounds fine Harry. I'll see you at dinner." Hermione swept past him and once she was sure he was out of sight, she broke into a large smile.
Little did she or Harry know that a malicious, cunning person had overheard every bit of their conversation together, and that soon, that large smile would be no more.
bA/N ~
Wow, this one was harder to write than the first chapter! Hehehe. I hope this leaves ya at a cliffhanger! I tried my best. Thanks for the UNO review I got for Chapter 1. I'll try not to make it too fluffy ;-). Trust me, Fluffy is not the word to describe this Hermione. Hahaha./b
Hermione stared. She couldn't help it. Harry just sat there like nothing was different. She knew it was him, it had to be. After seven years, why was he finally letting go of his true feelings for her? She couldn't help but smile as Harry swept a hand through his hair in frustration over the Potions test he was taking.
"Miss Granger, would you like to share that dream you're having with us or are you just staring at Mr. Potter because you feel like it?" Professor Snape's voice rang like a bell in Hermione's head. She felt her face turn bright red and she felt the urge to run out of the classroom then and there.
"Um. no sir. I was just thinking about how to change a. um. snake into a lion." Hermione thought of her first excuse. 'God, why do I have to be so stupid!' She thought to herself.
"Well, maybe if you paid more attention to Potions you would have graduated at the very top of the class."
Hermione's face could not detest what she was thinking. Pure shock ran through her system. "NOT AT THE TOP OF THE CLASS!" She yelled. She thought she had only said that to herself, but she couldn't help but have an outburst.
"That's correct. I believe. Mr. Malfoy is the very tip-top. yes, I might add, if you didn't make little outbursts and paid more attention you definitely could have been the top." Snape snickered and turned away with a flash of his cape.
Hermione felt water collect in her eyes, making them sting. She grabbed her bag and ran from the classroom.
~*~ Harry knocked on the door patiently, knowing that there probably was going to be no answer. Harry sighed again and turned around, but then, the sound of a door opening made him stop.
Hermione sniffled and then said his name. "Harry?"
"'Mione!" Harry paused and then waited to walk into the room after her gesture for him to come in.
Hermione just looked at him. He could see she was full of emotions: anger, embarrassment, sorrow.
Hermione sat down on her bed and let the tears flow. She couldn't hold them back anymore then she could stop the earth from moving. Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her. She leaned her head on his shoulder and wept into his clothing.
"I can't believe I just. ran out like that. I don't want." She blew her nose on his shirt before going on. "I'm in so much trouble. Not in the top of my class? Oh, God Harry. what am I going to do?"
Harry started smoothing her hair with his hand.
"'Mione, everything's going to be just fine. I promise. Top student isn't completely chosen yet. Snape is probably lying."
"My life is over." Once again, she blew her nose on his shirt.
"No it's not. your life is far, far ahead of you. The best years of your life are to come, school is only a stepping stone in a long, winding path of life ahead of all of us."
"Harry, thanks for being my best friend." She finally stopped crying and looked up to slowly smile at him.
~*~ The next day as Hermione rushed towards Transfiguration class she thought about how she had had the perfect chance to ask Harry about the wonderful, beautiful rose the day before when they were alone in her dorm. She had been so upset about Snape's comments that she had completely forgotten. As she started to think about how much she enjoyed Harry's company, she ran into someone, who just happened to be Harry.
"Oh, Harry. I didn't see you there." Hermione paused and stared at Harry uncomfortably. Harry didn't notice.
"It's okay, 'Mione! I was just heading to Divination class. Oh, by the way. I have something very important to tell you, but I can't tell you here and now. Midnight tonight in the common room. Meet me there," Harry looked around to make sure no one was around to hear.
Hermione's face turned from being uncomfortable into trying to look concerned, instead of showing the real emotion that was going on inside of her right now.
"Sounds fine Harry. I'll see you at dinner." Hermione swept past him and once she was sure he was out of sight, she broke into a large smile.
Little did she or Harry know that a malicious, cunning person had overheard every bit of their conversation together, and that soon, that large smile would be no more.
bA/N ~
Wow, this one was harder to write than the first chapter! Hehehe. I hope this leaves ya at a cliffhanger! I tried my best. Thanks for the UNO review I got for Chapter 1. I'll try not to make it too fluffy ;-). Trust me, Fluffy is not the word to describe this Hermione. Hahaha./b