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DICLAIMER: Not mine … never will be…
Chapter Six
Parvati and Lavender came out of the castle and found Hermione sitting down on the edge of the lake. She had her knees brought up to her chest and her chin rested on the top of her knees. They could see the tears glistening by the moonlight and went up to her.
"Hey," Parvati told her in a soft whisper and sat down beside her. Hermione simply looked at them and they could see that her eyes were filled with hurt and sadness. "Ah you poor thing," cried Parvati and held out her arms and Hermione graciously went to her. She held her tight and rocked her back and forth, while Lavender was whispering soothing words to her.
"Come on sweetie, what's wrong? Is it something to do with Harry? Did he do something?" Lavender asked when Hermione had at least stopped crying.
"It's… (Sniff) … it's umm… (Sniff)… he mentioned that other girl," she informed them and then burst into a new round of tears. Then suddenly she stopped and looked up to them. "Wait a minute. You mentioned Harry and me before. How did you figure it out?" she asked perplexed. Lavender and Parvati shared a knowing look and then Parvati started to tell her.
"We have our ways Hermione," and when Hermione started to look even more puzzled she added, "plus you talk in your sleep!" Hermione brought a hand to her mouth and gasped. Lavender ignored this and continued with a smile,
"And you know what they say! A dream is a wish your heart makes…"
"Harry must never know! Promise you won't tell him!" she told them, as she started to panic.
"Herm, calm down! Listen, why don't you tell us what happened in there and we'll try to cheer you up. Besides, if that doesn't work we can always go up to the buffet and eat as much ice cream as we want!" Parvati told her, in an attempt to cheer her up, which seemed to work as they heard Hermione give a laugh, which sounded like something between a laugh and a sob.
"Okay. Well umm, we were dancing and I could tell that, that song was affecting him so after it ended I didn't move from where Harry was holding me tight. I thought that this meant that he didn't want me to move away from him so I was gloating inside. And then this other song came on so I decided I should tell him something that would make him confess his feelings for him. If he had any," she then added as an afterthought. "So anyway, I was totally blown off when he agreed with me when I said that he probably preferred to be with that other girl, and then he went on telling me all these things about her," by this time Hermione had tears pouring down her face freely and wasn't bothering in wiping them away as she knew that more were yet to come.
"Oh honey, it's ok. What was he telling you about her?" Lavender asked.
"Well… he said that…" Hermione went on again despite the fact that she was chocking on her words as she described "the other girl". All she got out from Lavender and Parvati were nods and sharing glances between them and knowing smiles.
"Hermione, did it ever occur to you that Harry might have been describing you?" Lavender told her and reached out and hugged her. Parvati did the same and whispered gently,
"Think about it."
With this the two girls left her alone with her thoughts. `What? But how? That could never be possible… I seriously doubt that Harry likes me, he was going on about how beautiful she was and how fun. I'm neither of those things and definitely not beautiful!' she concluded with a sob. Just then, a song started to play that seemed like it was playing solely for Hermione…
Did you ever love somebody
So much that the earth moved?
Did you ever love somebody
Even though it hurt you?
Did you ever love somebody
Nothing else your heart could do?
Did you ever love somebody
Who never knew…?
`I could relate. Oh damn you Harry for making me fall for you and damn you for hurting me!' This sent her into a fit of new tears that were threatening to fall during the song but not being able to hold them back any longer. She looked up to the lake and was amazed at how it contradicted her mood. It was a black colour with the moonlight reflecting on the surface that deeply resembled black velvet. Ripples could be seen here and there as the wind blew at intervals, making her curtain-like hair blow across her face. She curled up even more and rubbed her hands up and down her arms to warm herself. `Oh Harry you'll never know, and what's even more sad is that albeit my tries to hate you I could never do that. I'm in love with you damn it and I can't do a bloody thing about it!' her mind screamed with pain.
Meanwhile, Harry was very upset and kept glancing up to the entrance of the Great Hall in case she returned. After ten minutes or so, he decided that it would be better if he went out to look for her. `But where?' he thought, even though he had a pretty good feeling where she was. Where she always went when she was upset and he didn't mean the library. As an answer to his prayers, Lavender and Parvati walked in and he walked up to them.
"Did you find her?" he asked her with urgency in his voice that confirmed them that he was indeed, in love with his best friend.
"Yes we did Harry. She's at the lake," not waiting for them to finish he picked up his pace and started to walk out. "Harry! You might want to think about what you're going to say as well. She was crying!" they shouted after him, making him stop dead in his tracks. `She's crying?' his mind screamed, confusion over-taking the worried look he had on his face. `Why in the world would she be crying?' he pondered to himself.
The worried feeling had returned stronger than before, and he was chastising himself for making her cry. It was weird, he was always saying that he would kill anyone who ever tried to hurt Hermione. Now he did it himself. `You're a bastard Harry for making her cry. You hurt her you idiot!' he was telling himself, praying over and over again that he would find her ok and that she would forgive him. It sent a pang of pain in his heart at the thought of Hermione not speaking to him ever again. He didn't think he could stand it. It was then when he realized that it would be tonight that he would come clean with his feelings and then he would know… either way what Hermione thought of him. With that thought, he broke into a run and found her sitting on the moist grass around the lake, her silhouette outlined by the moonlight. From the way that her body was shaking, he could tell that she was still crying over the stupid way he had acted before. He went near her and sat behind her, putting his hands over her eyes.
Hermione gasped when she felt two hands going over her eyes, blocking everything from view. Her heart started pounding like crazy in her chest as she wondered who the hell it could be…
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