Harry Potter H&Hr Fluff Collection

9. IX Harry Versus Hermione

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IX

Harry Versus Hermione

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A very weird title, isn't? This is an H/Hr Fluff Collection, right? So why are readers reading fics which involve Harry and Hermione fighting? Well, the reason why this title is here is because of certain incident that occurred which involves two individuals, yes? Anyway, the two special people I'm mentioning about lived in a place called Hogwarts in er - actually, all we now is that Hogwarts is north of London. Anywho, our stories begin in a great Friday morning in the lake where we can see our heroes relaxing.

Unfortunately, Ronald Weasley (the red-head one) is having a bit of a problem

“I hate Potions!” he yells as he closes his heavy Potions book “Thirty-eight potions” he said in a hushed voice “Why do Snape have to let us memorize Thirty-eight potions?”

Maybe because he's a dunderhead

“Ron” Hermione said agitatedly “The reason why you can't study well is because you don't put it into heart”

“But I am putting it into heart” said Ron defensively

Harry - the guy in round-glasses - shakes his head

“Ron, the question is why are you studying on a Friday?”

This question proves that Ron is indeed a genuine dunderhead as he drops his book and says

“I- I was studying in advance”

“Very surprising” Hermione muttered under her breath

Anyway… the argument will start in a moment, you just wait

Harry (the guy in glasses, not a geek by the way. Quite popular) looked up to look at the mysterious beyond wondering if his arch nemesis had any plot against him

“I just don't get it” said Ron scratching his head as he flicked a page “Why would we need Potions? It's not like we need it in the future”

I may hate chemistry in school but Ron has a point which leads to Hermione saying

“Ron, I know Snape is very strict at things but we learn these things to get prepared for life after school”

“Yeah but I'm pursuing a Quidditch career” said Ron “Why would I need Potions? Besides, whatever your career is, Potions is needed”

“What are trying to point out?” Hermione asked hotly “That I can't pursue any career except on anything academic?”

Ron does a stupid thing and nods thoughtfully

“Yeah. Something like that”

“Because?” Hermione said bossily

“Well” said Ron giving her an odd look realizing she looked angry “er - because… erm - I think Harry has the words… Right, Harry?” Ron looked at Harry with a worried look

Harry gave a small shudder when Hermione glared at him in the eye

“Er,” Harry said nervously “Actually, I think Ron is half right and half wrong”

“And why is that?” Hermione asked firmly

“Well,” Harry mopped his brow “Because - you see… er - what Ron meant is that boys do Quidditch while girls -”

“Are you saying boys are better than girls?” Hermione stood up looking at Harry as if she would want nothing more but poke his eyes into his skull

“Yes - I mean WAIT! No! Let me say that again -”

But Hermione walked toward him making Harry stand up quickly as if a roach went up to his pants. Hermione looked at him and said in a very angry and firm tone

“Harry, if you say that girls are the weaker sex than boys then I say prove it”

Harry took a step backward as Hermione gave him a glare

“Oooh” she said coolly “Scared of puny girl, are you?”

I think Harry nearly wet himself but Ron braves himself by standing up between them and said

“C'mon guys, I know Harry didn't mean what he said and I know both of you would probably settle this -”

“Oh, yeah” said Hermione still looking at Harry “I think we can settle this in a Battle of the Sexes type of competition”

“Wait - who - what - when - where - how? I didn't mean -”

“Thanks a lot, Ron” said Harry glaring at Ron

“So? Up for it?” Hermione spat “You may survive Voldemort many times but that doesn't make me a weakling”

Harry tried to apologize (A sad attempt I must say) but Hermione would raise her hand to his face

“Hermione, I don't want to compete with you”

“What? Because you know I'll lose? Or is it that you are afraid of me?” Hermione said giving him a sly grin

Harry looks intimidated and said (even though he didn't want to say anything)

“I-I don't want to fight you”

Hermione gave him a sigh and said

“Well looks like Malfoy is better than you”

“Hey!” said Harry hotly “Don't say I'm second-best from Malfoy!”

“Then prove it! I challenge you to best of five competitions which Ron -” Hermione nodded to Ron who gave her a surprised look “- will set up for us. What do you say?”

Harry bites his lower lip and after a long silence he nodded

“If we are gonna have a competition” said Ron clearing his throat trying to break the silence “I think we need some deal or stipulation”

“Deal?” Harry and Hermione said in unison

“Y'know, like in some competition when one of them wins they will get this or that and the one who loses will get this and that. You know what I mean?”

“I get it” said Hermione and looked at Harry “So Harry. If I win… you have to…”

“How about if Hermione wins, Harry has to kiss someone in Gryffindor in Hermione's favor, of course” said Ron quickly adding when Harry gave him a look of shock “And er - I think Harry has a stipulation too”

“I think if I win…” said Harry and looked at Hermione. What would be the one thing he could get back at Hermione? She's a very competitive girl and she always uses her brain to sort things out. Maybe if Harry wins she should quit studying? Nah… that's too harsh. She might hex Harry till next millennium

“Hurry up” said Hermione irritably

“Ok, I've reach a decision. If I win you should tell your deepest and darkest secret with the help of a truth serum” Harry blurted

There was pause and Harry thought Hermione looked intimidated and a bit worried but she nodded and said

“Deal”

They shook on it

“Well Ron?” Harry asked turning his head to him “What is our first competition?”

Ron was about to shrug but when Hermione did her trademark glare, Ron thought otherwise and said

“Er - Wizards Chess?” he said unsure of what he said (dunderhead)

“Ron” said Harry shaking his head smirking “You can't pit me and Hermione together in chess. We are not good in it”

“Oh, I think I'm up to it” said Hermione putting her fists on her hips

“Then it's settled then” said Ron rubbing his palms together as if he did something incredible “Harry versus Hermione begins now”

Oh yes, things are brewing up, eh? Don't worry, this game of chess will be very non-violent. I hope

- - -

“Before we begin” said Ron as he circled around Harry and Hermione who were sitting down where a chessboard lay between them “I will go through the rules in winning the competition. There are five events and both of you should win at least three events. Winning will earn you points, one point for each though. For example, if Hermione wins three events then Harry loses since he can't overtake her with only two points and the competition only has five events. Get it?”

Harry and Hermione nodded

“Good, the first event is Wizards Chess. Nothing to explain since I know both of you know this… anywho, let the game begin!”

Harry was white while Hermione was black making him the first to move. He commanded his pawn to move to E-5

“Prepare to die, Potter” Hermione said in a Voldemort-like voice

The game went on and Harry was shocked that Hermione was very good at chess considering the two checks she did

“You're so cute when you panic” Hermione teased as she saw Harry looking around the board for a strategy since in three moves, he'll lose “Giving up?”

“No” said Harry promptly pulling his collar to let out some air

“Just give up Harry! I'm gonna win anyway” said Hermione leaning on the back of the chair

I see our competitors are getting on each other

“Shut up” Harry answered back as he unintentionally commanded his bishop to capture the castle

“Ha!” said Hermione triumphantly as she commanded her queen to capture Harry's king

“Checkmate” she said happily “Looks like that's one to zero”

Harry sat there dumbfounded and looked at his king which was cornered by two bishops and surprisingly, a pawn.

“But - what - how -?”

Hermione stood up and reached his cheek and pinched it and said in a teasing voice

“You are so gonna be dead” and with that she released him and looked at Ron “So what's next Ron?”

Ron (who was still staring in shock of Hermione's win) looked at Harry dumbfounded

“You mean after all those years being under my wing, you were defeated by Hermione?!” he said looking lost “Does that mean I'm not a good teacher?”

“Ron look, I did my best -” said Harry

“But I trained you! You are my clay! I molded you!”

“Clay?” Harry asked quizzically

“You know, like Play-Doh when we - wait! Where was I? Oh yeah! I can't believe Hermione beat you! That can ruin my reputation, Harry! And if you try to-”

“Ron!” Hermione said “What's next?”

Ron looked at her and realized what was happening. After a few settling down methods, Ron cleared his throat and said

“Well, after that surprise win by Hermione” he paused and gave Harry a look of disgust. Harry thought Ron was taking his lost to Hermione rather seriously “that makes the score one to zero. There are four more events and hopefully Harry might catch up”

“What's the next event?” Harry asked

Ron rubbed his chin thoughtfully and finally said

“Are you two still afraid of your worst fears?”

Harry and Hermione gave him an odd look but shrugged

“Why?” Harry asked

“Because…” Ron said smirking

“What?” Hermione asked

“You two stay here. Meet me at the empty classroom beside the hospital wing somewhere after lunch”

Ron then left the common room leaving our would-be-couple (stories like these could be very predictable) in question marks…

- - -

“Ron?” Hermione asked nervously “Where did you get it?”

“Hagrid helped me find it” said Ron triumphantly “We found it lurking in his cabin”

Puzzled too? Well, let me clear it up. Harry and Hermione did what Ron told them to do and they found him inside the empty classroom with a moving trunk which contains a boggart.

“But Ron” said Harry “Isn't using a boggart for competitions sanctioned unless we ask?”

“Actually, I got two for you to face” said Ron cutting Harry off smirking at Hermione's small whimper “One against two. One who defeats his or her boggart in the fastest time wins”

With a coin toss game to determined who goes first, Hermione loses making her the first to do the “Takes Three To Tango” challenge

“Ready?” Ron asked unlocking the trunk

Hermione gave a very nervous nod. She looks as if she's about cry… But always the gentlemen, Harry goes beside her and says

“Hermione, I can go first if you want… I understand”

But Hermione took this the wrong way

“I'm not afraid, Harry and I wish you would stop acting so haughty” Hermione said firmly

Harry looks taken aback at the sudden comment but he just stood back as Hermione sighed and nodded Ron to open the trunk

Ron opened the trunk and Harry was expecting Professor McGonagall to come out and tell Hermione she failed all subjects but what came out of the trunk wasn't a disappointed McGonagall holding a report card that says she failed. It was a man in a black robe, his face was very familiar. It was Dolohov

Harry put on his guard as Hermione raised her wand at him and took a step backwards when she started saying the counter curse

“R-R-ridikulus!” Hermione squeaked

But her small, tiny and shaky voice wasn't too understandable for the spell to work. The boggart Dolohov pointed his wand at her and Hermione dropped her wand as her mouth hung slightly

“Hermione!” Harry yelled running to her

Dolohov brandished his wand at her and a purple jet of light came bursting out of his wand.

“Ah!” Hermione squealed as Harry tackled her out of the purple lights line of fire

Harry pinned her to protect her as she clung to him. Harry looked down and saw she was closing her eyes tightly, tears falling down across her cheeks

“Ridikulus!”

Harry looked at Ron, who did the spell, and saw the boggart Dolohov turning to a spider. Without difficulty, he lazily said the counter curse. Glad thing he overcame his fears a few months back. The spider turned into a soccer ball and Ron kicked it pell-mell to the trunk before shutting it tight.

There was silence in the room and only Hermione's whimpers could be heard as she clung to Harry very tightly

Ron was the first to break the silence

“Look, I'm sorry I put you up to this and I understand if you don't talk to me and -”

But unfortunately for our redhead here, Harry was looking down at Hermione who was crying. Harry was kind of disturbed when he saw her shocked face when Dolohov walked to her

“Hermione?” Harry said quietly stroking her brown hair giving her comfort “Are you alright? Hermione?”

Hermione made a high but soft sob and looked up at him

“I-I'm sorry Harry” she said softly almost in a whisper “E-ever s-s-since then - I-I”

“It's okay Hermione” said Harry warmly as he hugged her which kind of felt awkward for his part. Wait, Ron is still talking in the background…

“I-I don't want to e-experience it… I'll never have the c-courage and bravery y-you and R-Ron have” Hermione said quietly

“Hermione” Harry pulled her away “You are brave as me and Ron… look, you told McGonagall about my Firebolt and that was brave knowing that you would face a lot of cold shoulders from us and I'm sorry about that”

Hermione sniffed and her eyes were filled with pleading for another hug and since those “hardcore” H/Hr shippers say they can communicate without words, Harry pulls her gently to another hug

“Don't worry, Hermione… I promise that no Death Eater or Dolohov or any Dark Lord will hurt you”

“Promise?” Hermione said weakly on his shoulder

“Promise” said Harry

And out of the blue, Harry felt his shoulder wet. Not because he wet himself - no - of course, Hermione was crying

“Hermione, you can stop now” said Harry gingerly patting her back

“I-I'm sorry” she said pulling herself from him and looked down “I-I just feel very vulnerable that's all. I-If Dolohov can get me that fast… what will happen if V-Voldemort d-does the K-killing Curse to me?”

Harry held her cheeks and said

“Hermione, no one will hurt you”

But Hermione continued sobbing biting her lower lip to stifle the moans then Harry looked at her sympathetically and gives her kiss on the forehead which - of course since every H/Hr story has this scene… quite cliché, if you ask me - made her stop and looked at him

“Harry?” she asked weakly as Harry kissed her on the cheek

“Feel better?” Harry asked giving her a warm smile

But before Harry could get an answer, Hermione moved slowly and pressed her lips on his. Harry never expected this (but us shippers did) and when they both pulled away, Hermione wiped a lone tear away and said

“I think I feel a lot better” she said hugging him

There was silence then Harry realized what happened when Ron blurted out

“O-Oh my Merlin! Y-you two j-just k-kissed! This isn't what I planned out” he gave a small laugh “I was expecting you two to make up after that little heated argument back then and I see that I never saw this coming”

And again, us shippers so this coming

Hermione laughed and stood up thanks to Harry's hand for support

“I think I'm ready to leave now… and for the competition” she said looking at Harry “I'll call it even… all bets are off?”

Harry smiles and nods giving her a small peck on the cheek

“C'mon guys, you can continue your bonding later” said Ron opening the door “We know bonding can lead to touching and touching can lead to grandchildren and nephews”

Hermione and Harry smiled at each other and left the room with Ron following them at their wake

So what do you think, eh? Not the action pack, funny comedy setting you expected? Well, there are other fluffs to come so please bear with a Mexican narrator (as the author calls me) and wait for more and oh as for the lovely shippers of H/Hr, I salute you!

ihasta la vista!

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If there is a problem with my Spanish grammar, please notify me if you speak fluent Spanish… thank you…

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