The note book Chapter 2
AN: Ok, Here is the next chapter of the story that I said I wasn't going to update, but ended up writing because of a bout of boredom. You know the disclaimer.
"So did they ever go on that date?"
"You have to be patient, Miss Granger. The story has barely even started."
"I'm terribly sorry. Please go on."
"Well, where did I leave off? Ah yes…"
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As the night winded down, Harry was so happy that she agreed to his date that he completely forgot to ask for a phone number. Not that he had a chance anyways. Right after the incident with the Ferris wheel, she left so abruptly that he never got to speak to her.
A few days past and everything that happened at the fair had already left the people's minds, except for Harry. Every night he would relive what happened at the carnival. Every evening he would go back to the Ferris wheel hoping she would return, but she never did. It seemed as though she made a new hobby of "avoid Harry". But as luck would have it, fate brought them together once again in unexpected places.
One day, after Harry's long work shift at the mills, he wandered out to take the scenic route home when he bumped into the same person that had been avoiding him.
At first, Hermione didn't recognize him and began to tell him off.
"Hey! Watch where you are go… Oh crap! It's you!"
Harry's mood immediately lifted and his smile showed it. "Hermione!"
"Go away, Harry!"
Hermione didn't really want him to go away. But her mother warned her about the local boys and how they were only there to court her for her status and… the other thing. She was somehow very intrigued by him. Maybe it was the scar, or the deep emerald eyes, Hermione couldn't be certain. But at the same time, she was slightly frightened. He was so uninhibited with his personality and openness, but he looked troubled and frightened of himself. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but whatever it was that made her feels so… free, it didn't fit her agenda.
"But what about our date?"
"What date?"
"The one you promised me!" Harry said with a smug grin.
"I never promised anything"
"But you said…"
"I know exactly what I said that night and I didn't actually promise you anything at all. Y…you were delusional at the time and I had to say something to keep you from dropping! You…you are insane you know that?!"
"Well, if you had told me that I would never have the fine pleasure of taking you out for dinner, Miss Hermione, you should have let me fall to my death' Harry said while clutching his chest in mock pain, 'How can I live now that I have seen such a remarkable beauty who insists that she will never return my affection? I have seen one more fair than Helen of Troy, but alas I am no Paris to sweep her off with great charm"
Hermione smiled despite how much she didn't want him to know how much those words affected her. The things he said certainly made her blush and the way he smiled would make any girl swoon. But her own insecurities caught up with her. She was just a bookworm. A bushy haired, short, scrawny bookworm. Who was she to capture the heart of such a handsome young man? Her reality quickly caught up with her and the smile she sported was promptly wiped off.
"Who do you think I am to fall for such… lies? Do you use it often? I'm sure all the local girls just fall right into your lap after reciting that line. But I am no floozy, Harry. You cannot fool me. I can see right through you." Hermione ended with a malicious tone. She didn't intend to sound so harsh, but what's said was said.
When she finally looked up, she realized that she was walking all by herself on the lone sidewalk. Hermione looked behind her and found Harry staring intensely at her from behind.
"What are you staring at?" she asked with concern.
"I'm sorry, I have to be honest with you" Harry started, "I… um… I have never been really good with girls."
Hermione laughed. Honestly, she didn't believe for a moment that any girl could possibly resist the charm that he had pulled on her.
"Don't laugh! I'm being honest here' he said imploringly, 'I know that I may seem rather… forward, but I am usually not like this. There's something that just seemed to spark inside me when I first saw you."
"Harry…" Hermione said to hopefully stop the conversation.
"No, please let me continue. I really meant what I said when I told you that you're beautiful. When I'm around you, all these words that I want to say just suddenly tumble out of my mouth. I don't know what I really accomplish in doing this, but you are acknowledging me and since the first night I have met you, my heart has not stopped thumping out of my chest at the mere thought of you, Hermione.' Harry said with her hand in his, 'Do you feel the same way?"
Hermione didn't want to admit that she did in fact feel the exact same way as he described his own heart. She had done everything she could to distract herself of these feelings by throwing herself into her studies. She looked at her watch and realized how late it was.
"Harry, I have to go, my French lesson starts soon, and my teacher will have my head if I'm late" she said in haste and quickly hailed a cab.
"What about our date?" Harry asked just to throw the idea out again, hoping for a positive answer.
Hermione paused while boarding the taxi.
"I'll think about it!" she yelled.
"You promise?"
Hermione smiled, "I promise."
Harry's grin stretched wide across his face. "I'm making progress."
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"Please"
"No"
"Please"
"No"
"Why not? It's not like I will get in the way of you and Luna making out in the movie. I mean, do you really want Hermione there being the third wheel while you and Luna make googly eyes to each other." Harry argued.
Ron managed to ask Luna out for a movie that night. Unfortunately for Ron, Hermione Is Luna's cousin and Luna promised to take her around and invited her along with them.
"I don't know, she might get scared of you and drag Luna away!"
"Ok, that is not going to happen and you know that."
"Alright, fine. Just make sure that she doesn't end up running away and dragging Luna with her."
Harry's face shined brightly with a wide grin, "Thank you! I owe you one."
"You owe me more than one." Ron countered.
"I know, I know!"
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