Disclaimer: Although I wish that I were J.K. Rowling, I, sadly, am not. So blah blah blah, not mine, only the plot belongs to me yada yada yada…read on!
A/N: This might be one of the only updates in the next week, since my sister is coming home for a few days and probably taking over the computer. She'll be gone Monday, and then I'm leaving for camping on Tuesday, going to a wedding on Friday, and then she's actually coming back for the rest of the summer. So I'll still try to get updates out as soon as possible, promise! I still have no life! I failed to remember all of this when I said I would probably get an update out daily…sorry! Forgive me? Well here's the next chapter! Whoo-hoo!
Oh, and before we get onto the story, I just wanted to share with all my readers a wonderful review I have gotten from Harrysgrl. I could have replied to them, but I felt like making it known to all of you.
Here is what it said:
i think that there is on;y one thing to say to this about this chapter.... whatever.
Um…okay…what was up with that? I really appreciate your feedback here, but, ya see, the point of reviews is to tell the author whether you liked it or not, and why. And if you didn't like it, what could make it better? Now, this review's point just seemed to be wanting to make me mad. Maybe you could be a bit more…considerate in the future? And by the way, the word only does not have a semicolon in it. I usually don't complain about people's spelling, but you made me mad…
Friday, August 7 (A/N: haha, that's the actual date today! Except it's not a Friday…oh well!)
3:10
I haven't had time to write lately because of being so busy…not…We've actually not done much productive stuff. It just doesn't seem as boring because there are more people around I guess. I've finally found some time to write since Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, and Katie Bell, Fred's girlfriend, have gone to play quidditch. They begged the talented Hermione to come along, of course, but I didn't want to show off my amazing talents on the quidditch field.
Yeah…right…when I actually get on a broom, I feel all woozy and tend to throw up. Not a pretty sight, let me tell you. Not that Ron wanted me to come, of course, he blushes and makes some excuse about having to go somewhere whenever I'm around. What is up with him, really? I just asked him why he kept being so nice and he like freaked out on me! And now he's just avoiding me.
And Harry, that's a completely different story. He's acting EXACTLY THE SAME!!! Like he always does!! And I'm going completely insane from it…doesn't he realize my love for him? I have given him some very meaningful looks…of course, the only times he looked at me last night during dinner, while in the midst of my meaningful looks, I just smiled, blushed, and looked away. Hmm…that might not work, if he doesn't see my meaningful look.
There was one conversation we had thought, that seems to stick out in my mind. Ron and Ginny were inside playing chess, and Fred and George were at work. Harry and I were just lounging around on the lawn, on Wednesday I think…Well, here is our conversation.
Harry: (fiddling with a piece of grass) So what have you done this summer, Herms?
And I promise, I was prepared to say `it has been spent thinking about you, Harry, because I am madly in love with you'. Instead…
Me: Oh, you know, the usual. Studying…reading…that sort of stuff…
Harry: Oh come on, Hermy, (I glared at him, he winced) Hermione…you can't tell me you spend your summer doing what you do all during the school year.
(Now, that hurt…the love of my life can't think that I'm just a boring bookworm, can he?) He must've noticed my hurt expression because he said:
Harry: Oh, Herms, I didn't mean that the way it sounded. You're not just a bookworm, I know. I'm sorry.
(It's like he sees right into my heart…amazing…)
Well, um…that was all of the exciting stuff…OH, I hear Harry! They must be back! I'm off to try another meaningful look!
Sunday, August 9th
2:43
Oh…my…god…Well, I have finally figured out Ron, and it's safe to say I won't be leaving this room for a good week. He…likes me…as more than a friend! I finally confronted him about the avoiding me thing, and he told me about it…here's the talk we had:
Me: Ron, spill, first you were doing that nice thing, and now you're completely avoiding me. We haven't fought since the school year, and that's a natural thing for us! What's going on?
(His face turned the color of his hair and he ran his fingers through his hair quickly before saying…)
Ron: Hermione, I have to tell you something. Er…well…ilikeyouasmorethanafriend.
(I look at him with a `what?' face)
Me: Um…I have no idea what you said there, Ron.
(He looks at me as if I want to kill him)
Ron: I er…like you as more than a friend.
He faded off towards the end and looked away, but I heard him loud and clear. And I was scared, let me tell you. Ron? Has a crush on me? I open and closed my mouth, trying to say something, anything, before saying…
Me: I…don't know what to say…
Ron: (laughs nervously) Well…I'll just let you…think on that…
And before I could answer he ran off, and I ran up to Ginny's room, collapsing onto the extra bed and burying my face in the pillow.
Ginny: Hermione? What's wrong?
Me: (turning onto my back) He likes me?
Ginny: (gasps) He told you?
Me: Yes, the secret's out. I can't believe Ron likes me.
(she did a sort of `phew' thing. What was that all about??)
Ginny: Oh, Ron. I thought you meant…(with that she clapped her hand to her mouth and turned her head away)
Me: You thought I meant…who?
Ginny: George…liked you. He doesn't anymore though, so I'd just forget the whole thing.
I nodded slowly. Ginny is not a bad liar. So what's she talking about? Who else likes me? It couldn't be…no…Oh God, I seriously need to do some studying. I'll go do some Charms extra credit or something…whoa…
Later
Harry and I have just had a very meaningful talk. I'll tell it all to you.
I was furiously scribbling out some stuff for extra credit in Charms, that really does seem to calm me, when Harry walked in. Ginny left right away, muttering something about food, and Harry smiled slightly at me, walking to Ginny's bed and sitting down. I kept scribbling on the parchment, I didn't know what would happen if I looked into those eyes of his.
Me: I'm really busy right now, Harry so make it quick please.
I made the mistake of looking up at him and he gave me that lopsided smile he has…I love that smile…
Harry: I heard Ron told you about…his feelings.
Me: Yep, that's pretty much right.
Harry: So…er…do you feel the same way that…he does?
I looked up at him with a pained look in my eyes and said, my voice sort of choked up,
Me: I don't want to hurt his feelings, Harry.
With that I broke down crying as Harry moved to my bed and hugged me to his chest…he smells really good…
Harry: Oh Mione. He'll understand you just want to be friends. If you were together you'd just fight all the time…you know that.
I put my head in his lap and he wiped away my tears.
Me: He actually seemed to…like me, you know? Do you think he can get over this?
Harry: I'm sure he will in time.
Me: Do you think that…maybe…he just liked the idea of being with me?
Harry: I suppose that could be true. You okay now?
I sighed and smiled up at him.
Me: I will be.
He hugged me again and left a little later, leaving me with my own thoughts.
And now it's time for supper, I think I'm getting fat from all of Molly's good food. Reminder: don't eat that much anymore!! I'll try to write tomorrow…
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