Harry Potter H&Hr Fluff Collection

VI

Broken

Hermione smiled in satisfactory as she finished her Transfiguration essay. She reread the sentences if there were any typos or errors, any fact and figures she missed out but she put the parchment down taking a deep sigh knowing that she finished it.

“Wow, not just I finished my essay, I learned a lot about broomsticks!” she said to herself

The said essay was about turning a broomstick into any item the person sees fit. A very advance type of transfiguration since broomsticks are known to have lots of enchantments to block off almost any spell.

“Now to part two of the essay” said Hermione taking a new roll of parchment and started spreading it across the table. After she did that, she frowned at the blank space on the paper

Professor McGonagall told the class the essay will be divided into two parts. One was for a written explanation and two, a sketch of the spell taking into effect. Hermione didn't have a problem with part two of the essay. The only problem was that she wasn't a very good drawer.

“Maybe if I could use some thing to copy on” Hermione said desperately looking around the common room. She needed an item. A book is good enough and a broomstick. She wanted her drawing to be accurate as possible even if her drawing abilities are anything but stellar

Hermione drew the book first, the lines are a bit uneven but that would do. Then she tried to make a drawing that looked like a book crossed with a broomstick. The last drawing was supposed to be a broomstick.

“Well here goes” she said

But something in her mind stopped her from drawing. She had an idea. It was good but would he mind? Hermione looked up at the staircase where the boy's dormitories. Harry and Ron were not available at the moment and maybe, just maybe if she can borrow Harry's Firebolt. She knew very well where he would keep his broomstick, Ron stores it in the broom cupboard at the pitch

“Harry probably won't mind” said Hermione standing up “He's my best friend after all”

She walked up the staircase and entered the dormitory of Harry. It was deserted since everyone was at the grounds enjoying the last day of the Easter holidays. Hermione walked to Harry's bed and she kicked Harry's trunk open and there laid the amazing Firebolt of her best friend.

“Easy there” she said holding the Firebolt cautiously “That does it”

Hermione carried the Firebolt out of the dormitory. She went down to the common room but her foot caught the hem of her robes making her roll down the staircase

CRACK!

“Ouch!” she squealed as she held her back in pain when she landed on the landing below “My back”

She was able to get up on her feet still wincing on the aftershock of her fall. She brushed her robes and looked around wondering where the cracking noise came from, she wheeled around to see something split into two

“Uh oh…” said Hermione with a shocked face

Harry's Firebolt was split into two.

Hermione panicked. She looked around to see if there were any witnesses. Good thing it was Sunday, everyone was out and it was only her in the common room since she was doing her studies

“Good job, brainiac” she said to herself “you sat on your best friends broomstick!” then she pulled her bushy brown her downwards with her hands “Harry's going to kill me!”

She picked up the tail and the head. She looked at them helplessly

“Why me!?” she yelled in the quiet, empty common room “I know, Harry must never know” she nodded frantically yet hysterically “I'll just hide it and - but wait” she looked around “Where will I hide it?”

Then the portrait swung open as Harry and Ron climbed inside. This made Hermione panic than ever before. She quickly put the two pieces behind her back obstructing it from view

“Woo!” said Ron “What a day! Did you see Malfoy's face when I threw that mudball at him?”

“Yeah” said Harry.

Hermione wished she was invisible right now. I should have gotten the Invisibility Cloak, she thought but the need of the cloak disappeared when she thought that she might tear it into pieces

“Hermione!” Ron said joyfully

Hermione chuckled nervously as she waved at them then she realized that she was waving at them with the handle of the Firebolt. She quickly put her hands behind her before Ron or Harry could notice

“How's your studying going?” Harry asked walking up to her

“Fine” Hermione said nervously as she started walking backwards her hands behind her back “Really great! In fact, I was just on my way out to join you but now” she saw the tail of the broomstick sticking out beside her she moved her hands a bit and hid it from view “you're here… I think I'll go to the library” she laughed

“Hermione are you okay?” Harry asked walking to her

Hermione felt her back touched the wall when she nodded

“I'm fine” she said shakily “N-Never better”

Harry was a few feet from her. He looked at her midriff for a while and said

“Er - why do you have your hands behind your back?”

Hermione gave him a nervous smile

“Oh this?” she said “I-I was just” she blinked too much “I was just scratching my back”

Hermione sighed when Harry nodded and said

“I see… anyway, Ron and I were just going to play chess before lunch… want to watch us?”

Hermione still smiling shook her head vigorously said

“No thank you”

“Okay” said Harry

“Anyway” said Ron “I'll just get the chessboard”

“You do that” said Harry “I'll just set up the table”

Hermione gave Harry an alarming look

“Er - why don't you go up with Ron?”

“Why would I do that?”

“Yeah, why would Harry do that?” Ron said

Hermione gave them a toothy nervous smile

“Er - uh… maybe he needs to check something…. I think” she said

Then Harry gave out a face of realization

“You know what? You're right” he said looking at Ron “C'mon Ron, I just remembered that I was going to do my daily check-up on my Firebolt”

Harry and Ron went up the boy's dormitory leaving Hermione with horrified look

“Stupid!” she cried out loud when the boys were out of earshot

Hermione ran to her bag, placed the remains of Harry's broom inside, carried it and dashed out to the portrait hole feeling bad as ever before

- - -

Hermione rushed down to the Great Hall and saw that everyone was getting ready for lunch. She sat down and placed the bag containing the Firebolt under the table then she sat down and started eating quickly. The last thing she wanted now was Harry marching to her and asking if she's seen his broomstick

It happened

Harry came marching into the Great Hall looking disgruntled and angry. Hermione quickened her eating but before she could grab her bag and leave. Harry and Ron sat down with her. Harry was beside her while Ron was across the table. By the looks of it, she was able to catch what they were talking about

“Only a Gryffindor must've gotten in” said Ron agitatedly

“I know Ron” said Harry angrily “I'm going to get the bottom of this. The culprit isn't that far”

Hermione bit her lower lip

“I know” said Ron excitedly “Let's make an investigation. You know, like that muggle detective? What's his name?”

“Sherlock Holmes” said Harry

“Yeah, him. Anyway, we should find the suspects and when we do we can give him some questions” Ron continued “then will just squeeze it out of them”

“Or maybe we should ask witnesses first then look for the suspects” said Harry

“OR! We could track the bloke down and beat him or her up to a bloody pulp!” said Ron punching his palm

Hermione started breathing heavily. She didn't want to look guilty

“Ron, we don't have to be that cruel” then he turned to Hermione “Maybe we can ask her first” he said to Ron

Hermione bit her lower lip

“Me?” she asked squeakily

Harry and Ron gave her a peculiar look

“You sound like you have a guilty conscience” Ron teased smirking

“Me? Guilty” she made a small giggle “I would never break your boomstick!”

“Break?” Ron and Harry said suspiciously

“I-I m-mean steal - Yeah! Steal your broomstick” Hermione said quickly

“Anyway” said Harry “You were in the common room the whole time, right?”

Hermione nodded quickly

“Did you see anyone climb up to the boy's dormitories?” Harry asked seriously

Hermione held the edge of the table and shook her head

“I was transfixed to my studying” she said quietly

“I see” said Harry turning to his plate

“Harry” said Ron frowning “Believe me when I say this, you have to thoroughly search the witnesses if you want answer so” he turned to Hermione “Are you sure you were studying?”

Hermione gulped

“I was” she said forcing a smile “Twenty four-seven” she gave a nervous laugh

“Are you sure?” Ron asked giving her a suspicious look

“Yes”

“I think you're hiding something”

“No”

“I think you are

“NO!”

Hermione bang the table with her to fist it made Ron jump and their area quiet

“Ron! I had nothing to do with it!” she shouted with panic in her voice “So don't go accusing me for something I didn't do!” she winced

“I'm sorry” said Ron “Just calm down I was just playing with you”

“I know but please be more careful next time okay?”

“Okay” said Ron looking down on his food

Hermione nodded, grabbed the bag and started leaving the Great Hall

“Don't worry Hermione!” Ron called after her “We'll find the culprit!”

Hermione started walking fast. She wanted to shout. Then Ron called

“The truth will be revealed, Hermione! Don't worry!”

When she left the Great Hall, Hermione started crying. She was not anymore panicking. She was afraid Harry might get angry with her. After wiping her tears, Hermione continued to walk down to the library till she broke of to a run

- - -

Hermione ran into the library. She went into the secluded parts of the book-filled room. She placed the bag on the table and sat on a chair

“This is so bad” she said and looked up “I'm so sorry Harry”

She covered her face and started crying. Then she looked up. How stupid of her!

Hermione stood up and turned her bag upside down and the broomstick's remains fell on the table's surface. Hermione took out her wand and pointed it at the broken broomstick

“Reparo!”

Nothing happened

Hermione looked at the Firebolt. It could be repaired. Harry's Nimbus couldn't be fixed since it was broken into pieces. The Firebolt, however, was just split into two. Hermione could just fix it with a repair charm but why isn't it working?

“Reparo!”

The broom didn't fix itself

Then she remembered that broomsticks can't be repaired by a simple repair charm. The spell must be advanced and there is only one way to learn it. From a book

Hermione tore into every book she could fine. Charms, spells, anything.

After searching everywhere, Hermione sat miserably on the table and looked at the Firebolt. She sighed and put it inside her bag. Before she could make a good cry, someone appeared behind the bookshelf

“Hermione?”

It was Ginny

“Oh, Ginny” said Hermione “Hi. Hey, can I talk to you about something”

Ginny nodded and walked to her

“Well, what is it?” she asked

Hermione sighed

“Well” said Hermione biting her lower “I-It has something to do with Harry”

“His broom? Yeah, I know” said Ginny and a serious look appeared on her face “It's bad isn't? He was furious

Hermione gulped. She didn't know where this was going

“He swore he's gonna find the bloke who stole his broom. I know he sounds a bit negative but if I lost my broomstick then I would” she looked around and saw Hermione's bag “Do you have parchment paper?”

Hermione quickly gave her a piece of parchment paper

“Thanks” she said taking it “Anyway, if someone stole my broomstick then I would -” she tore the parchment paper in half - “find the guy” - in fourths - “grab him” - in eights - “and kick the lights out of `em”

Hermione saw as Ginny put the pieces in her pocket

“Anyway, is that what you want to say?”

Without further ado, Hermione grabbed her bag and ran out of the library as quick as possible

Great! Just great! Now I'm a marked woman!

Hermione didn't know where she was going. She turned to a corner and bumped into someone

“Ouch!” Hermione cried as she landed on her bum

She looked up and froze when she saw the person she bumped was Harry

“Hermione” he said surprisingly “Sorry, I didn't see you” he held up a hand

“It's my fault actually” she took his hand as he heaved her up

There was a slight pause then

“Well” said Hermione “How's your search?”

Harry frowned and sighed

“Nope, but I have a hunch who got it”

Hermione smiled nervously

“Who?”

“I think it was Dean. I remembered having an argument with him last month but I don't think he would have done something this big”

Hermione nodded

“Harry… I think I need to go”

“Okay… see you around”

Hermione sighed in relief as she walked pass him. She was going back to her dormitory to… well she doesn't even know what to do! Either try to find a way to undo what she did or cry

“Hey Hermione!” Harry called after her “You forgot your bag!”

Hermione froze on the spot and turned to Harry. He was holding her bag which was still open. She gave out a horrified look and sprinted to him

“Hermione?” Harry said wondering why she was running to him

Hermione ran and tackled Harry right on the torso making him and her fall on the ground

“ARGH! HERMIONE! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” Harry shouted

Hermione ignored him. She took the bag and ran away

She didn't know how many floors climbed. She just ran and ran. She didn't want Harry to know, she was afraid that Harry might get angry with her. She was the reason why Harry temporarily lost his Firebolt during third year. But what if he found out she was the reason he lost his Firebolt again?

Hermione shook her head and stopped to a halt at a lone corridor. She pressed her back on the wall and lowered herself to a sitting position

“I'm sorry, Harry” she mumbled through her heavy breathing

Why was she afraid? She knows she's afraid of Harry getting angry at her but why would she be afraid of tell the truth to Harry? Harry's her best friend. Would he understand? He probably might learn a lesson that friendship is more important than broomsticks

“Ms. Granger?”

Hermione looked up and saw Dumbledore looking down at her

“Professor” she said standing up and realized she was crying so she wiped her eyes “I didn't see you there”

“It's okay” he said smiling “I was just wondering why weren't you out in the grounds enjoying the last day of the holidays”

“Actually, I'm in a small dilemma right now” said Hermione looking down

“What sort of dilemma?”

“It has something to do with afraid of telling the truth”

Dumbledore smiled and said

“I can't help you in your little problem Ms. Granger but I can give you one friendly advice. Remember that the truth can set you free”

And with that Dumbledore left Hermione to her thoughts

- - -

Ever since she gave Harry a spearing tackle, she's been avoiding him for the whole day. Every time Harry was in the area, Hermione would run away from him afraid that Harry might do something to her if he spotted her.

“I think I'll be safe here” she said as she sat behind a bush near the lake

Hermione looked beyond and saw Harry talking with Hagrid. She frowned and wondered when she'll tell the real truth that she broke his broomstick and borrowed it without asking permission

“Harry will kill me” said Hermione

That night Hermione climbed into the portrait to see Harry, Ron, Ginny and Neville. Fortunately, Harry was absorbed by a game of chess with Ron while Ginny and Neville were reading books at the other side.

Maybe if I just walk quickly, Harry won't mind me

Hermione sighed and walked across the common room. She was already halfway when Harry called her

“Hermione” he called as he stood up from the chair “I need to talk to you”

Hermione quicken her pace then she felt someone grab her bag forcefully

“Hermione, you've been avoiding me the whole day!” said Harry holding on to Hermione's bag as if he was going to tear it apart “Is there something you want to talk about?”

Hermione bit her lower lip and pulled the bag from his grasp but that was a mistake

Rip!

She pulled to strong the bag ripped into two making her books, parchment papers, ink bottle, quills fall over. The Firebolt fell down on top of the whole stack. There was a very long pause. Then Hermione panicked she didn't look at Harry's face but she could see he was dumbstruck at the sight of his Firebolt split into two and that it was his best friend who did it.

“Hermione?” said Harry as if he was trying to put his voice in an even tone “What happened?”

Hermione felt her lip tremble. This was it. Her friendship with Harry is finally over.

“Well?” he said sternly breathing hard

Then Hermione threw herself on her knees and hugged Harry's hips crying on his crotch.

“YES! YES HARRY IT WAS ME WHO DID IT! I BROKE IT!” she wailed

Harry was startled to see Hermione like this he looked at Ron who was as shocked as him

“I'm sorry okay?” she cried hugging him tightly “I didn't mean to! I wanted to make a simple drawing and I wanted to be accurate so I borrowed your broom without asking permission then I broke it! Oh, Harry! I'm such a bad friend!”

Hermione cried on his robes even harder still hugging him tightly

“Hermione -” said Harry quietly

“Before you do or say anything, I just want to say I didn't mean to steal it or break it. I'm not mad at you. I was just -”

“Hermione” said Harry

Hermione sniffed and looked up at Harry who was giving her a serious look. Turning brick red, Hermione stood up gingerly and looked into Harry's eyes

There was a long and silent pause

“Hermione -” said Harry but Hermione cut him off

“Harry” she said wiping her eyes “If you want to hex me then go ahead, I deserved it” she said raising her arms sideways to shoulder height

Harry looked bemused

“I don't want to hex you”

Hermione lowered her arms and said

“Then punch me” she said moving her head closer to him

“No”

“Alright, maybe a kick might do me good, right?” she said turning so her back is facing him but Harry said during her mid-turn

“I don't want to kick -”

Hermione looked at him puzzlingly

“What? Bite me?” she said hysterically

Harry gave her a bemused look and said

“No, I don't want to bite, hex or hurt you”

Hermione bit her lower lip and looked down

“But I broke your broom” she said quietly

“Hermione” said Harry holding her shoulder. She was relieved he was smiling “When you were admitting how you felt when you were crying, it made me realized that I should value friendship more than a broomstick”

Hermione forced a smile

“Look” Harry continued “The damage you did isn't bad as my Nimbus. We can take it to a broom repair shop at Hogsmeade and it isn't your fault, okay?”

Hermione couldn't help herself. She flung her arms around his neck and said

“Thank you for being so nice to me, Harry”

“No problem” he said as they pulled away

They were looking at each other with smiles then Hermione realized how good he looked with his glasses. She blushed

“What?” said Harry raising an eyebrow

Hermione didn't what happened but she moved her head closer to his till there lips pressed. There were gasps around the room as Ron yelled

“I knew it!” he pointed at them amused

The both pulled away and Harry said

“Hermione?” he asked perplexedly “First you tackle me, now you're kissing me?”

Hermione blushed

“S-sorry, I couldn't help myself” she said apologetically “I-I just realized how much you cared for me, that's all”

Harry gave her a look of confusion. Hermione was hoping he might deny how she felt for him but he smiled and said

“You can just tell me about it” he said

“I'm sorry” she said “But I just want to let you know. I lov -?

Harry pressed a finger on her lips

“Shut up Hermione, if you want me to feel the same way as you, I suggest we move things slowly, okay?” said Harry grinning

Hermione nodded, Harry's finger on her lips

“Granted” she said

“Er - excuse me” said Ron going to them “Sorry, hate to break the moment but would you like me, Ginny and Neville to go? So that way you two can bond in the common room by snogging each other senseless and -”

“Ron!” Hermione spat hitting him on the shoulder. Ron winced and said in a whimper

“Ouch! You hit like a man!”

“Does this mean anything?” Neville asked from the corner “You know. The two of you together, I mean”

Before Hermione could answer, Harry said

“Neville, Hermione's had a very busy day and I think she needs rest. Right?” he said looking at Hermione

Hermione smiled and nodded

“Alright” said Harry and gave her a kiss on the cheek “G'night”

“Thanks” said Hermione skipping to the girl's dormitory

When Hermione left, Harry looked at Ron who said

“That was amusing” he said smirking “Tell me, why you went all soft on her?”

Harry sighed

“Remember when Hermione's copy of The Dark Arts Theory was found in shreds?”

“Yeah, why?” Ron asked

“It was I who accidentally tore it”

Ron gave Harry a look of shock

“That was you! Why didn't you say anything? Hermione was so mad at me I had to buy a new one for her! You owe me thirty galleons for that - no make that thirty five!”

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