Please remember that Harry, Hermione and Ron are 13 in this story and will act their ages.
I want to say that there is no structure to my updates. I do it when the chapter is ready. However, this one is a birthday present to myself!
Walking to classes without Ron was a novelty for Harry and Hermione. They could talk about what they were interested in and not have to stop to explain any muggle things. How refreshing.
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Reaching the history room they continued their discussion even when Professor Binns started his monotone lecture. The ghostly Professor never noticed the chatter.
"What do you think they are going to do to Ron?" asked Hermione.
"Dunno, they don't have any electricity so the electro probes are out." Grinned Harry
"Harry, that's just…that's…" and Hermione broke into giggles. "You, sir, have been watching too many bad horror movies!"
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"Is there such a thing as a 'good' horror movie?" Replied Harry cheekily.
"What's a 'orror mevee'?" asked a soft voice behind them. They turned and saw Morag MacDougal leaning towards them curiously. "I never heard of such a thing."
"It's Horror Movie. It is…umm, it's like a long play that scares you that you watch on a screen instead of a stage that you can watch at home. Some of them can be a bit silly." Replied Hermione.
"Oh, err ok then. Sorry." Morag said shrinking back.
"Why are you sorry? You only asked a question."
"Well, you and Potter don't normally talk to anyone else Weasley starts his guard dog bit."
"Look. I am sorry but you are right. Ron has been keeping people away from us and we never noticed. Harry? How many people do you know from other houses?" Hermione quietly asked.
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"I talked a bit to Hannah in Hufflepuff sometimes, and Susan too. Err, I don't think I really talk with anyone else… damn it!" Harry spat frowning.
"Language! What's wrong?"
"No wonder people were so ready to believe the rumours about me Hermione. They don't know me. They only know what they have read. You know, The Boy Who, for all I know, threw a dirty nappy at Moldy Snorts. So how can I blame them for not believing me? Even in Gryffindor. I only really talk to about four or five people. Ron kept turning our, no, MY attention onto him and what he was doing." Harry realised.
"Well, now that you know that, what are you going to do about it?" asked Morag.
Harry grinned. He turned to Morag and held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Harry Potter. You can call my Harry."
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Giggling Morag shook his hand and replied "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Morag MacDougal."
Harry saw that the whole class was watching him now. So Harry stood up and shook hands with everyone in the class (except Professor Binns).
Laughing, the class started chatting amongst themselves and ignored the droning ghost lecturing.
"Hermione?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Next weekend is a Hogsmeade weekend isn't it?"
"Yes, why? Did you want me to get you something when I'm there?"
"Um… no…I just…never mind." Stuttered Harry.
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"No, what did you want to ask?" asked a curious Hermione. Harry was never this nervous.
Clearly steeling himself he asked "Would you like to go on a picnic or something with me next Saturday?"
"Umm…sure. What's the occasion?"
"Err, no reason. I just wanted to spend some time with you. You know, relaxing and stuff…"
"Oh. That sounds good then. We just need to find a place away from the Dementors. Maybe we can invite a few others to come too! Perhaps Neville or Ginny or maybe Fr…"
"NO!" he shouted. Turning red he tried again. "No, I meant just you and me. Kinda like a…look never mind. Bad idea. Forget I said anything."
Puzzled Hermione asked "Like a what?...Did you mean…like a date?"
Flushing Harry said "I said never mind. I don't know why you would ever say yes anyway."
Reaching over and taking his hand Hermione said "Harry, look at me please. I would be honoured to go on a picnic date with you."
Smiling broadly Harry asked "Do you mean that? You're not saying that just to make me feel better are you? "
"Nope" Hermione said, popping the p. "I don't do sympathy dates. So, was there anything else you might want to say Mr Potter?"
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Turning rad again Harry stammered "I…I…I thi…ithinkilikeyoualot." And promptly hid his face in his hands.
"What?"
Discover moreExplore Top AudiobooksDiscover Picture BooksRead Fan FictionBooksExplore Sci-Fi MoviesRunning what Harry had said over in her mind Hermione could not work out why Harry was upset. Morag leaned over the desk and whispered to Hermione.
"I think he said that he likes you. You know. As in more than friends."
"Oh, is that…OH!" turning back to Harry she gently pulled his hands down and said "I think I like you, more than just friends too."
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"Really?"
"Really really."
"Well, um, I guess I should ask you, er, wouldyoubemygirlfriend?" the last came out in a rush.
Beginning to understand nervous male talk Hermione took a guess and said "I would love to be your girlfriend!"
A number of students watching them smiled and gave small cheers.
"That's…umm…. That's great! Oh, I just thought of something."
"Ron?"
"Yup. If he was bad before how is he going to be about us together?"
"Well, he can like it, or he can lump it! And I can give him the lumps if I need to, too." Smirked Hermione.