Hermione, You Go Girl!

ChaserKT

Rating: PG13
Genres: Drama, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 18/07/2005
Last Updated: 19/07/2005
Status: completed

Wrote this after I read the quote that Arthur Levine said a few weeks ago before HBP came out. Has a bit of fluff at the end and a little angst at the beginning. But it’s the good kind of angst. Does not follow HBP at all.

Chapters

1. Part 1

2. Part 2

1. Part 1

Hermione, You Go Girl!

Disclaimer: I own nothing JKR does. I just use them to past the time.

Summery: Wrote this after I read the quote that Arthur Levine said a few weeks ago before HBP came out. Has a bit of fluff at the end and a little angst at the beginning. But it's the good kind of angst. This is something that I would have liked to see in HBP but did not. I can still hold out hope for the 7th book.

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Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room to the sound of his best friends yelling. This had been happening more and more lately. Harry wasn't entirely sure why either.

He was tired from his lesson with Dumbledore and really didn't want to have to deal with this. But as he could see from the stares of his fellow house mates it looked like he was going to have to pull them apart.

But he never got the chance. As he stepped further in the room Hermione's voice was cut off by Ron pushing his lips on hers.

Harry watched for a moment as his best friends kiss. But the moment was cut short when Hermione physically pushed Ron off of her. Then she did something that he had only seen her do once before.

She smacked Ron. Hard.

The sound of her hand hitting his cheek resounded through the room. No one moved. Not even Harry.

“How dare you.” Hermione snarled.

“Hermione…I…I thought…”

“NO YOU DIDN”T THINK! What makes you think that while you are yelling at me about how stupid S.P.E.W is, and how it will never work, I would want to kiss you! Ron do you have any idea what you where just saying to me? Do you?”

When Ron failed to answer Hermione let out a growl that would make Lupin proud. As quickly as Hermione had been furious she became very sad.

Ron seemed to see this as well.

“Hermione…” Ron said as he made a move toward her.

“Stay away from me Ron.” Her voice was shaky. “I have to go.”

Hermione quickly moved through the common room toward the portrait hole. When she saw Harry standing there, he could have sworn he saw her eyes get teary.

Hermione brushed past him quickly and went out to the corridors. It was only then did it seem that Ron saw Harry.

“Harry mate- ..”

Harry shook his head. “Not now Ron.”

Harry then too left the common room. He had to find Hermione he knew that. She had seemed to be so upset when she left before him.

As he thought for a moment he had a feeling where she might go. Quickly he made his was through the castle to the main doors.

After a quick walk to the Whomping Willow, he found a branch and poked the knot at the base of the tree. He quickly made his way into the tunnel and ran the distance to the trap door, already open in the floor above him.

That was the clue he needed to know that she had come here. Whenever he left he made sure to close the door.

Harry made his way up to the one spot in the house that was clean and almost like new. Harry had cleaned the top bedroom at the beginning of their sixth year. He wanted a place that he could go to think.

Hermione was the only other person who knew about it. He had been gone all day and she had taken out the map to find him. Apparently he had worried her to death or that's what he think she said, she had been yelling at the time.

Harry stood at the bedroom door for a moment watching Hermione's back hiccup as she cried into the pillow. She looked so small to Harry at that moment, not like the strong woman he knew she was.

He made his way over to her and knelt down on the floor so he was at the same level she was.

“Hey are you ok?” Harry asked as he brushed some hair away from her face.

Hermione sniffled. “Why'd he have to go and do something like that Harry? I know he's had somewhat of a crush on me but I thought he would have gotten the fact that I don't feel the same way.”

Harry tried not to let on that he had no idea that Ron had a crush on Hermione. But when the thought about it he could see it.

“Don't worry about it Hermione. Everything will work out.”

“Oh Harry this changes everything. All of this happened in front of the entire common room. Everyone will be talking about this. It'll be all over the castle by tomorrow. Oh God then when Malfoy gets a hold of this. Can't wait to see what creative names he comes up for me with this.”

“Don't you worry about any of them, I'll protect you Hermione.”

Hermione smiled slightly. “You always do don't you?”

“I always will.”

Hermione took Harry's hand in hers. “Why don't you lay down you look tired.”

“That may be because I am.” Harry said as he climbed over her in the bed.

“I hate that you have to work this hard.”

Harry said nothing at first. “Tell me about your favorite memory from your childhood, before you came here.”

“Why do you want to know?”

“Because I do and because I don't have any. And I want to know these things about you.”

Hermione smiled before starting to tell Harry stories of her childhood. Some made Harry laugh, others made him sad that he never had those.

They stayed like that for some time before they both fell asleep.

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2. Part 2

You go girl - Part 2

A/n- The second and final part of this little fic. I hope you guys like the fluff in this part. It was fun to write. Please review I do love to hear what you think!

Harry woke to the sun blazing brightly in his eyes. Wondering briefly why the curtains around his bed were open. But as soon as he opened his eyes he knew why.

He wasn't in his own bed. Well technically it was his bed but not the one in his dorm. And he wasn't alone.

As his eyes adjusted to the harsh light he could see the fuzzy outline of Hermione beside him.

He wondered if Hermione had taken off his glasses before she went to sleep. She must have. Harry thought it funny, even when he had come to take care of Hermione she ends up taking care of him.

Even without his glasses he could see that her eyes were still puffy from crying the night before. He knew that what happened last night was going to change things among the three of them.

He also knew that he would be made to choose sides. He hated the thought, but he knew it would happen. He also knew whose side he was going to choose.

Hermione had been right to be angry with Ron. He had stepped over that line of friendship, and he did it without considering whether Hermione wanted to step over with him.

He knew Ron would be furious with him for siding with Hermione because they were best mates. But in the end Hermione had done nothing wrong. She had been, in a way, violated.

Harry looked Hermione over and smiled when he saw that with every breath she took a piece of hair would fly out then plaster back to her face. He reached over and moved the offending piece of hair behind her ear.

Harry let his hand rest on her cheek before he pulled back.

“Good morning Harry.” Hermione said before she yawned so much that her nose scrunched up.

“Morning.”

“How long have you been awake?” Hermione asked as she stretched much like Crookshanks does.

“Not long. We should head back, people will start to wonder were we are.”

Hermione shook her head. “I don't want to.”

Harry laughed as she snuggled down further into the bed.

“Come on.” Harry said as he poked her side causing her to squeal. “Don't tell me the great Hermione Granger is ticklish?”

“Harry don't you dare!” Hermione shrieked as she buried herself further under the covers.

“Oh don't think you can get away from me. I'm The-Boy-Who-Lived!”

With that Harry dove under the covers after her. Soon the covers had been tossed to the floor and the two teenagers were rolling around on the bed laughing and trying to pin the other.

It was soon that Hermione finally got Harry on his back long enough so she could sit on him and successfully pinning him to the bed.

“Ha! I got you! I can see the headlines now `Bookworm beats Boy-Who-Lived!' Now you know you are going to have to pay me handsomely to keep this to myself.”

“You can have all the gold in my vault. But I would hope that because I am your best friend that you would let me off the hook.” Harry pleaded to her while trying not to laugh.

“Hmmm.” Hermione looked as if she was thinking it over before she leaned over and gave Harry a quick peck on the cheek. “I'll keep it to myself for now but if you cross me you better pay up.”

“Deal.”

Harry laughed at the playful look on her face. Slowly Hermione lay down and rested her body completely on top of Harry's. For a brief moment Harry panicked at the feeling of that washed over him when she did this. But he pushed this aside quickly when he felt her try to hold back a sob.

“What's wrong Hermione?”

She sniffled before rubbing her tear streaked face on his shirt. “I don't want to go back. Can't we just stay here today?”

“Oh Hermione,” Harry hated how she sounded so sad and defeated. “We can't hide here forever.”

“I'm not asking for forever. I'm asking for today.”

Harry rolled over until Hermione was lying beneath him.

“Don't worry Hermione I'll take care of you.” Harry said as he brushed her hair out of her face.

Hermione smiled slightly. “You're too good to me.”

“Funny - I was just thinking the same of you earlier. Come on get up.” Harry gave her a quick peck on the cheek before pulling them both out of bed.

Slowly they both made their way back to the castle without anyone seeing where they had come from. They went through the many twist and turns of Hogwarts' halls and stairways before making it to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

“Blue Bell” Harry stated the password before he let Hermione enter the common room before him.

They had just walked in when the angry voice of their friend cut through the air.

“WHERE HAVE YOU TWO BEEN ALL NIGHT!”

What little noise had been in the common room came to a halt as everyone turned to see Harry and Hermione standing in front of the portrait hole in the same clothes they were in the night before.

“That is none of your business Ronald Weasley!” Hermione shot back.

“OH” Ron started sarcastically. “So I guess it's none of my business that you two go out and go SHAGGING ALL NIGHT LONG!”

“RON!” Harry yelled back.

How could Ron say something like that to the two of them? Harry looked over at Hermione to see that her mouth was open wide and her nose was flared. He knew it would only take a moment for her to regain her composer and go after Ron.

“Ronald Weasley.” Her voice was low and menacing as she stalked towards him. “How dare you say such things to us. Just because you want to shag me doesn't meant that I'm going to want to shag you OR anyone else for that matter. What you did last night was so out of line that I can't believe you even did it. Did you even think about my feelings before you kissed me?” She didn't give him time to answer before she started in on him again. “And just to let you know; if I am shagging Harry right now you would be the last person I would tell.”

With that Hermione turned on her heels, smiled at Harry, and went up the stairs to the girl's dorm.

Harry could only stare at Hermione's retreating back before he followed her lead and went up to his own dorm.

After quickly changes his clothes Harry went back to the common room in hopes to maybe get out of there and head back to the Shrieking Shack to do more work on his retreat.

“So are you shagging her?” Ron's still angry voice asked loudly causing the common room to come to a stop once again.

“Like Hermione said it's none of you business if we are or aren't.” Harry really didn't want to add fuel to the fire but he wasn't about to go against anything Hermione said.

“You son of-.”

Ron charged Harry so fast that he knocked him off his feet and onto the floor. It was only a second later that Harry felt Ron's fist connect with his jaw. He tried to push Ron off but apparently he was used to fighting with his brothers and would not be moved. Harry knew then that the only way to get out of this was to fight back. He felt Ron's fist hit his cheek causing his glasses to fly off.

Harry started to throw his fist up and in the general direction of where Ron was. After a few hits the voice that started it all came into the mix.

“What's going on here?” Harry heard Hermione ask someone in the crowd around he and Ron.

“Ron and Harry are fighting.”

“WHAT? Ron get off of him. Stop it! Someone help me!”

Harry finally felt Ron being forcefully pulled off of him. He let himself lay there for a few minutes while Hermione yelled at Ron.

“Harry, are you okay?” Hermione asked as she leaned in over Harry's face.

Harry tried to open his mouth to responded but found that he could not move his jaw without causing great pain.

“Neville keep an eye on him for a minute for me okay?”

Harry watched as the blurry form of Hermione ran back up to her dorm room. She returned a moment later with her school bag slug over her shoulder.

“Come on Harry.” Hermione said as she leaned down and helped him to his feet.

“Hermione, my glasses.” Harry said weakly.

“I have them don't worry.”

Slowly the pair made their way back through the castle and out onto the grounds. After a quick trip under the Whomping Willow Harry found himself in the same place he had left not an hour before.

“Here lay on the bed.” Hermione said as she helped him.

Harry watched her blurry form remove the things she had brought with her in her school bag. After a few moments the side table was covered with potions and there was a book balanced on her knees.

“Okay some of this may twinge a bit.”

Slowly Hermione gave Harry one potion to another. Then moving on to placing an ointment on the cut above his eye which made him hiss and pull away.

“Sorry but it will it so much faster then the stuff in the Hospital Wing.”

Harry could feel the cut starting to heal itself.

“Okay I need to remove the ointment now.” Slowly Hermione brought up a cloth and removed the ointment from his brow. “Take off your shirt.”

“WHAT?” Harry squeaked.

Hermione's head tilted. “Ron was hitting your chest when I got Seamus and Dean to pull him off of you. I just want to make sure that anything's not broken.”

Harry reluctantly pulled his shirt off and realized that his chest did hurt quite a bit. He heard Hermione sucking in a breath and then looked down at his chest to see that there were some bruises starting to cover it.

“Oh Harry.” Hermione whispered.

Slowly Hermione went through the many spells to remove the bruises.

“Harry, where did you get this scar?” Hermione asked once she was done.

Harry looked down at the burn scar on his left side.

“Oh that, Uncle Vernon got mad at me once when I didn't cook his bacon right. He hit me with the frying pan.”

“How old were you?”

“Eight maybe nine.”

“Oh Harry.” Hermione cried before throwing her arms around him.

“It's ok Hermione.” Harry said as he patted her back.

Hermione pulled backed. “No it's not Harry. You didn't deserve to go though that as a child. You shouldn't have been in charge of making breakfast and then not being able to eat it. You should have been aloud to play in the yard and have friends that would play with you.” Hermione started to cry in earnest tucking her head in Harry shoulder.

“Hermione please don't cry. You know I hate it when you cry.”

Hermione pulled her head up and looked at Harry. She placed her hand on Harry's cheek. “I wish you could have had a normal childhood.”

Harry tried to turn away but Hermione's other hand came up to hold him in place. Harry looked into her bright brown eyes, tears trailing down her cheek. Slowly Harry brought up his hand to remove the tears that sat on her cheek.

It took only a moment for Harry to close the distance between himself and Hermione and to feel her lips on his.

It took only a moment more for him to quickly end the kiss.

“Hermione I-.”

Harry never got to finish because Hermione had crushed her lips back to his. Soon Harry found himself lying on top of Hermione his tongue in her mouth massaging hers. Her fingers were digging into his back as he let his rub the soft skin on her side.

“Hermione,” Harry panted as he pulled away.

“Don't stop.”

“Hermione shouldn't we talk about this.”

“I don't want to talk about this just yet. I want to feel your lips on mine and maybe your hand a bit higher.”

Harry blushed bright red before rolling off of Hermione.

“Now why did you go and do a thing like that.” She asked as she leaned over him.

“Because Hermione don't you think it's a bit odd that one second you were crying and the next I was lying on top of you snogging.”

“Harry I've been waiting for you to do that for a year.”

“You have?”

“Harry you were too caught up with Cho to notice me. I know that. But I'm glad that you were kissing me. I like having you kiss me. And you can snog me anytime you like.”

Harry smiled as Hermione started to kiss his chin before working her way back up to his lips. He felt her tongue press against his lips begging to be let back in. Harry opened his mouth to Hermione and loved the feeling that her tongue was creating with his.

A short time later found the pair asleep. Hermione's head resting on Harry bare chest. Both had a slight smile on their kiss swollen lips.

They both knew that it was going to be even harder to go back to the castle this time. The fight with Ron was bound to be spread around the castle. The fact that the two of then disappeared after said fight was enough fuel to add that the two of them had something going on.

But neither of them cared at this moment. They would deal with it later when this happy little world ended. But they both knew that anytime they needed it they could come back to this world and find that happiness again.

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