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Missing Each Other, Chapter 3
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Harry, entry 11
August 30
Puddlemere
I haven't heard from Hermione for a week. Could it be that Ron misjudged her, and she doesn't love me?
I can't help having doubts about it. Perhaps it's good to have a little paranoia. And to always be wary. But still, I'm so worried.
I've just gotten a letter from Ron.
Harry,
Hermione hasn't spoken to me since you sent her that letter. What did you say to her? I certainly hope it wasn't offending. Even so, it's got me worried. She sits in her room all day, coming out only to eat. And whenever I ask her what's wrong, she just glares at me.
Mate, you need to come home and shake some sense into her. Before she goes ballistic. Oh, wait, I think she already has. She's just come into my room, mumbling to herself. She's opening her mouth to speak. She changed her mind. She's leaving. Well, it came close. Please come home soon, Harry.
-Ron
Hmmm. I wonder.... Perhaps she's in so much distress that she's taken to silence?
We're getting a weeklong break starting tomorrow, so I shall return home.
-Harry
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Hermione, entry 11
August 30
Home
I haven't written in a week, ever since I got that letter. It's because I've no idea what to do, say, or even think, for that matter.
I just can't believe it. Harry, my best friend of nearly ten years, the great Harry Potter, who defeated Lord Voldemort for ten years at age one, is in love with me.
I've an idea to march right up to Puddlemere, grab him by the shoulders, shake him, and ask him why he even had the slightest idea of loving me. But I won't. I've decided that I'll wait till he comes home. Then, and only then, will I speak aloud.
-Hermione
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Harry, entry 12
August 31
Home
Oh. My. God.
When I got home, all were surprised to see me. Hermione was in her room. Ron was in the living room, working on something, and Amanda was in the kitchen, trying to cook something edible for lunch. As I shut the door behind me, Ron jumped up, Amanda ran out of the kitchen, potholders in hand, and Hermione.... Well, she stayed in her room. Only when Amanda ran to get her did she emerge.
She approached me slowly, as if I was a stranger. She was blinking furiously, as if trying to hold back tears. I just stood there, motionless, with my arms at my sides. When we were five feet away, she must have had a strong surge of emotion, for she ran to me and hugged me tightly. After a moment, I felt my shirt getting wet. She pulled away from me then and looked into my eyes, her face soaked with tears.
"Why me?" she asked hoarsely. "Why me, of all people? Why, Harry?"
I smiled at her, my heart filling with love for this modest and humble woman. "Because you're the best person in the world for me. You're the only one for me," I replied, leaning down to kiss her.
I won't go into details of the kiss, but I am positive that I heard two voices go, "Awwwwww."
We spent the rest of the day talking and kissing and holding hands. Boy, won't the guys back at Puddlemere be surprised when I come back, bringing my girlfriend. We can do that, you know. The females (players and non) sleep in one dormitory building, and the males (players and non) sleep in the other. Of course, I'll only bring her if she wants to come.
-Harry
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Hermione, entry 12
August 31
Home
Omigosh! Harry's back! And he kissed me! Again, and again, and again... you get the point. Oh, I'm so happy, I feel as if I could fly!
I had no idea that he had come home until Amanda came into my room and said that he was here. I slowly rose and left my room. When I saw him, I felt like crying. He looked so handsome. I approached him slowly, blinking back tears. All of the sudden, my heart filled with joy and love, and I rushed to him and hugged him tightly, letting the tears flow free. After a moment, I looked up at him, and voiced the question I had been asking myself for the past week.
"Why me? Why me, of all people? Why, Harry?" I asked.
"Because you're the best person in the world for me. You're the only one for me," he replied, leaning down to kiss me. I won't go into details, but I swear I heard two voices go, "Awwwwww."
-Hermione
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Harry, entry 13
September 1
Home
Today would be the first day of the term if we were still going to Hogwarts. In honor of the occasion, we spent the day reminiscing about the 'old days'. It seems just yesterday that we graduated.
Ah, I feel as if a great weight has been lifted off my chest. Getting my feelings out in the open, and knowing that Hermione has accepted me has greatly affected me. I feel so light, like a Snitch.
Just having her with me is like having the sun shine 24/7. She makes me a better person. Tomorrow I'll ask her if she'll come to Puddlemere with me.
-Harry
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Hermione, entry 13
September 2
Home
Today, Harry asked me to go to Puddlemere with him. I asked him if players were allowed to bring their significant others. He said they did, all the time.
I agreed, and am now in the middle of packing my things. Harry has just left; he had come in intent on a snogging session.
He's so silly sometimes, I wonder how he can get serious when Voldemort comes after him. He's my Harry, all right. Oh, how I love him. He's the best person for me, like my other half.
I wonder what Puddlemere's like. Harry never said anything about it in his letters.
-Hermione
P.S. Finally cursed Ron for reading my diary. He's still wobbly.
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Harry, entry 14
September 3
Home
I took Hermione out on a date tonight. She thoroughly enjoyed it. So did I. I can't wait to get back to Puddlemere. The guys'll be so surprised. Three more days.
Ron's just come in to tell me I've a visitor, so I'll be back later.
Later:
Oh my God, it was Malfoy. No wonder Ron had that look on his face when he came to tell me. He wanted to wish me luck for some reason. Then he told me that he'd joined Puddlemere United, as a backup Seeker. I told him that I was the backup Seeker, and he said, "Not anymore. Didn't you hear? Kurt Manning told the coach that he's retiring, and he said that you were the best man for the job." Then he paused before asking, "You mean you haven't got your letter yet?"
I shook my head just as an owl swooped into the room. I picked up the letter and read it through quickly as Malfoy smirked.
Dear Harry,
Kurt has quit, saying he's too old to be playing and his eyes are going bad. He told me that you're the best man for the job, so I'm promoting you. You are now the official Seeker for Puddlemere United. This means more work, though. I hope you're up to it, or Draco, your new backup, gets the job, and you're a backup again.
Sincerely,
Oliver Wood
Captain of Puddlemere United Quidditch Team
P.S. Don't forget to bring your girlfriend when you come back from break.
I jumped up and ran into Hermione's room. She looked up from her suitcase as I burst in. I handed her the letter, and she read it through quickly, before throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me soundly on the mouth.
"I'm so happy for you, Harry!" she said, her smile lighting up her face.
"What's going on?" Ron asked, coming into the room. I showed him the letter, and he grinned and clapped me on the back, saying, "Congratulations, mate!"
We all headed out into the living room, where Malfoy still stood. When Hermione saw him, she gasped and took a step back behind me. "What's he doing here?" she whispered.
"Relax, Granger," said Malfoy. "I'm only here to wish Potter good luck, and to remind him that if he fails, I get the job. And as I've just done both of those things, I'll be leaving now."
With that, he turned and strode out of the flat.
I still can't believe it.
-Harry
Hermione, entry 14
September 3
Home
GAH! Harry's the official Seeker now! He came into my room while I was packing, and showed me his letter. I can't believe it! I kissed him and hugged him, and then Ron came in, saw the letter, and congratulated him. Then we all went into the living room, and I saw Malfoy standing there. I gasped and took a step back behind Harry, and asked him what Malfoy was doing here.
Then Malfoy said something that actually wasn't evil or insulting before turning and leaving.
Really weird, it was.
Well, I'm tired, so it's sleepy-time!
-Hermione
Harry, entry 15
September 7
Puddlemere
Well, we're back. Sorry I haven't written, but it's been hectic. Hermione had a run-in with Lucius Malfoy in Diagon Alley on the 4th and he cursed her. Sadly, it was a 24 hour curse, so we weren't able to reach Puddlemere when I planned. I sent an owl to Wood, though, giving him an explanation. Luckily, he accepted, so I haven't been pulled back.
Draco (Oh, the shame that I must call him that!) sent a Howler to his father, much to our amusement. Then he got a Howler back, and the look on his face is one I shall never forget.
"DRACO IGNATIUS MALFOY, DON'T YOU EVER USE THAT TONE OF VOICE WITH ME AGAIN! THE MUDBLOOD"-this was spat out-"GOT IN MY WAY, AND WHEN SHE DIDN'T MOVE I CURSED HER FOR BEING INSUBORDINATE! SO NEVER, EVER SEND ME MAIL LIKE THAT AGAIN OR I WILL MAKE SURE THAT YOU ARE SEVERELY PUNISHED!"
That's how the Howler went. Of course, then I got mad, saying that Hermione was not insubordinate. She just acted toward Malfoy senior the way she would act to any other evil wizard who was Voldemort's right hand man.
This, of course, made everybody chuckle. Even Draco. That surprised me, that I hadn't insulted him.
I told him this.
"I don't care about him anymore, unless he hurts someone I like. He did three years ago, and ever since, I've hated him," he replied nonchalantly.
I was astonished. "You… like me?"
He shrugged. "Why shouldn't I? Besides the fact that it was your fault Slytherin's lost the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup ever since you've been at Hogwarts except for first year, and you're much better at Quidditch than I am, and you're the famous Harry Potter and all that."
Hermione and I stared at him in openmouthed shock.
"Yes, I like you, since you've saved the world from an evil git who kills Muggles and would rule the world. Or you've tried, at least. He's still at large. Plus, I don't want anybody ruling me. If you can get rid of him, then I think we can be great friends."
We were still staring at him.
"I hope that was sarcastic," I was finally able to say.
"Oh, no, it really wasn't," he replied.
Hermione and I just looked at each other. This was really weird.
Then Draco yawned. "Well, I'm off for a good ol' sleep. You guys should get to sleep, too."
Then he left.
So here I am, puzzling over Draco's strange behavior.
I'm sighing as I wish I could go over and see Hermione, but I can't.
Will end here for tonight.
-Harry
Hermione, entry 15
September 8
Puddlemere
Ooh, I just want to curse him out, that Malfoy! Not younger, older. He cursed me for not moving out of his way. Am sure Harry's informed his diary of events, so will not go into further detail. Have feeling that our diaries talk to each other.
Anyways, we were given a warm welcome here at Puddlemere. Then Harry had a very weird conversation with Draco. Won't go into details.
The players started training again. Us significant others stood in the stands and cheered them on.
Harry (Oh, that crazy man!) was practicing a fancy stunt, and he got hit by a Bludger and fell of his broom. Luckily, he wasn't too far from the ground, but he broke a leg anyway.
I, of course, rushed onto the field immediately and healed him. Luckily, it wasn't that bad, but Oliver still didn't let him practice for the rest of the day. So he and I went back and had a nice afternoon together.
Sadly, Oliver still had to talk to him. He's just left. I'll end for now, as I must go find out what happened.
Later:
Oliver said that if Harry can't concentrate, he'll have to become a reserve again! Oh, the shame! I consoled him and gave him some pointers, so hopefully he will concentrate more.
-Hermione
Many thanks to: Annison Crane, Srox4690 (Thank you!), Joyce Cohen (Wise words, my friend.), Ronnieboy89 (Will say nothing about the Cannons. Yes, as the saying goes. Hermione was infatuated by that time, and not thinking clearly. You must excuse her.), MorrowindTheElf, and Gryfindor_21_phoenix.
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