Chapter 10 : Thinking
A/N : Thank you to LadyWhitehart for being my wonderful beta and any mistakes is entirely my fault.
Hermione groaned as she tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't sleep after she nearly fell off her bed twice so she decided to come down to the Common Room. She grabbed her dressing gown and brushed her hair. When she was about to leave her room, she was surprised to see who was on the other side of the door. It was Harry. His hair was messier than ever and his left hand was rubbing his eyes while the other one was on the doorknob. He smiled at Hermione and yawned.
"Harry, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked.
Harry grinned at her and replied, "I already took Hannah to her room, so I decided to check if you were asleep. Seems like you aren't,"
I couldn't sleep so I decided to stay up and spend some time in the Common Room. But I think that I changed my mind. I'll sleep now; I suddenly feel sleepy," Hermione assured him.
"I'll check on you every once in awhile to make sure that you're asleep," Harry told her.
"Who are you? My father or my guardian angel?" Hermione asked him sarcastically.
"Both. Now, go to bed, young lady," Harry replied in a fatherly voice which Hermione laughed at.
"By the way, Harry, why did you have to take Hannah to her room?"
Harry froze in his spot and got nervous. He knew that Hannah would love it if he and Hermione hooked up. He must admit that he was doing Hannah a favor while he enjoyed it. He did love Hermione. Well, not as much as he loved Hannah, but at least with Hermione, he had a chance. But the truth is, Harry misinterpreted Hannah's feelings for him.
Might as well tell the truth, he thought. "Well, I wanted to have a glass of water, and I found Hannah crying. I asked her to go to sleep and she did," Harry replied, leaving out the parts about Cho.
"Why was she crying? Did you do something wrong?" Hermione continued asking.
"Last night was a full moon, and her godfather's a werewolf. Do the math," Harry replied briskly.
"Okay. I'm going to sleep now, seems like the crankiness from the morning is still in your system," Hermione informed him.
"Sorry, Mione. You're right, I'm just tired," Harry said as he bid Hermione goodnight.
"Okay, goodnight," she bided. "By the way Harry, never call me Mione again."
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Hannah couldn't sleep. It was IT again. She was feeling sick. She rushed to the bathroom and vomited in the toilet.
"I have to bring them together before it's too late. I can't let this sickness get to me, nor can I let them found out about this."
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The next morning, Ginny was the first one to wake up. She saw that the girls were still sleeping so she tiptoed across the room. When she came in the bathroom, she saw that Hannah was lying unconscious on the bathroom floor. She shook Hannah until she slowly opened her eyes.
"Hannah, are you okay?
"Yep. I think that I just sleepwalked. My bad." Hannah laughed.
Ginny grew suspicious of her excuse. "Hannah, I've been your roommate ever since first year, and I've never notice you sleepwalk,"
Hannah winked at her and gave her a beam. "Gin, I have a lot of secrets up in my sleeve."
"Well, get out now. Because I'm gonna take a shower and dress up," Ginny commanded her as she shoved Hannah out of the bathroom.
After a few minutes, Ginny came out of the bathroom and quickly called Hannah.
"The bathroom is all yours to do whatever you did in there," Ginny remarked.
Hannah just simply looked at her with confusion. Just before she entered the bathroom, Ginny asked her a question.
"Hannah? Can I ask you a question?"
"You just did," Hannah replied which made Ginny glare at her. "Sure."
"Where did you drink alcohol last night?" she asked.
"Ginny, do you really think I'm growing that irresponsible? I don't even drink butterbeer," Hannah told her.
"Well, are you pregnant?"
"WHAT?!" Hannah exclaimed, which made Parvati and Lavender moan. "Ginny, I'm not. Where the heck did you get that idea?!"
"Will you guys put a sock in it?" Parvati screamed at the two.
"Sorry, Parvati." Ginny and Hannah said in chorus.
"Well, why was there vomit in the toilet?" Ginny reasoned out.
"Ewwwwww… you looked at it?" Hannah remarked.
"I didn't. Okay, so I did. But I had a good reason. I smelled something unpleasant and it came from the toilet so I flushed it and managed to look at it," Ginny explained. "Will you just answer my question?"
"I'm sure I flushed the toilet. Oh my God. I didn't! I think I passed out," Hannah thought. "I consulted Madame Pomfrey yesterday and she told me that I was sick because I wasn't sleeping much. I forgot to drink the potion she gave me, so I must've vomited. She said that in just a few days, this sickness will be gone," she told her. God I hate lying
"Just rest, okay? We wouldn't want our second youngest to be sick, would we?"
"No. I'll just freshen up before the two Bathroom Queens wake up," Hannah joked.
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"Finally, it's morning. I can finally freshen up. I barely slept, so I guess that I have big bags under my eyes," Hermione said as she stood up from her bed.
When Hermione finished taking a bath and got dressed, she immediately met her friends down in the common room. Draco and Ron were talking about something serious (but at least they weren't fighting). Harry was yawning as he rubbed his eyes under his glasses. Parvati was retouching her foundation. Ginny and Lavender were giggling about something. Hannah… oh… something was different about her. She had that gloomy mood this morning and she was sitting all alone. She was very pale, and she looked very tired, like anytime she could collapse. When she came down the stairs, she immediately went to Hannah.
"Hans, what's with the I'm-carrying-the-whole-world-on-my-shoulders mood?"
Hannah simply smiled at her. "Nothing. I just didn't have time to sleep. I'm fine, don't worry,"
"If you say so," Hermione replied. "Hey guys, aren't we going yet? I'm getting hungry."
Ron looked at her and chuckled. "Now that's a brilliant idea,"
The group walked into the Great Hall. To Hannah's dismay, people were murmuring and pointing at Harry. Hermione saw that Hannah was looking uncomfortable.
"Are you sure that you're all right?" Hermione asked while Hannah nodded.
When they sat down to their usual positions, Chandelie, Hannah's white owl, arrived while carrying a newspaper.
"Hey Chandie, what have you got here?" Hannah asked her owl as she removed the newspaper. She unfolded it and was shock by what was written on it.
"Hannah, what's the news about?" Harry questioned her.
Hannah looked at Harry, her face still shocked. "Someone was abducted… here… in HOGWARTS."
"Who is it?" Harry asked her again.
"Let me rephrase that… it's a they…" Hannah informed him. "It's Neville and Luna."
"Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood?" Ginny asked as Hannah nodded briskly. "Hey Ron, didn't you once had a crush on Luna?"
Ron laughed and corrected his sister. "She had a crush on me. I think it was on our fifth year,"
"How could Professor Dumbledore let this leak into the newspapers? I mean, he managed to cover up about the people who were petrified in our second year," Hermione said.
"We have to find the Horcruxes as soon as possible and I have to find out who RAB. I have to find out if he could help us," Harry told the group. "Hannah, is there any news about You-Know-What?"
"About Voldemort?" Hannah asked while Parvati, Lavender and Ron cringed at the sound of the name, which annoyed Hannah. Harry simply shook his head. "Well, what about him?"
"You-Know-What not You-Know-Who," Harry corrected her while Hannah arched an eyebrow up.
"Oh! That?" Hannah remarked as she started turning the pages of the newspaper. When she finished, she simply smiled and shook her head.
"Harry, can I speak with you for awhile?" Hermione requested.
Harry nodded and followed her.
"Harry, what if you're a Horcrux, or what if your scar is a Horcrux?" Hermione asked.
"Well, I might as well die if it means that Voldemort will die," Harry smiled at her.
"But Hannah will die with you. Do you want her to die?" Hermione appealed to him.
"I might as well study about the Inflictious Curse and how to uplift it. But knowing Hannah, she'll be proud to die in the name of good," Harry notified her. "By the way, Hermione. Today is our first flying lesson. Best be ready with your broom and be ready to feel some serious air because I'm a very strict flying instructor,"
Hermione shot a look at him. "You told me that you'll go easy on me."
"Well, I lied. So be prepared, Granger," Harry smirked at her. "What will you give us in your first ever flying lesson?"
"Well, I might give you some serious screams that will be heard all over the school. I promise you that," Hermione answered, her heart throbbing.
"You'll better learn fast or you'll never get a chance to try out for Quidditch and Hannah and I are expecting you to make it," Harry stated which made Hermione look pensive.
I didn't want to lie to you Harry, but I just want to spend more time with you and I'm desperate. Now, Hannah's lying to you for me, and I know that Hannah hates lying more than I do.
"I think that the others are waiting for us, 'Mione. We don't want them to think that we're hooking up or something right?" Harry urged Hermione.
Hermione looked at Harry and grinned at him. "You do know that I hate being called 'Mione, right?"
"What do you like more? Her-my-oh-ninny, Hermy or Mione?" Harry questioned her reminding Hermione about the time she taught Krum to pronounce her name. Hermione knew that Harry knew how to pronounce her name but he was trying to annoy her so she just smirked.
"I think that I'll prefer 'Mione than any of those names," Hermione replied.
Hermione and Harry sat beside each other as they ate. They notice than Hannah wasn't eating anything, and she was just scribbling something on her notebook. She turned to her parchment and wrote something. Parvati grabbed her quill which made Hannah scream, "HEY!"
"Hannah, will you just eat something," Parvati scolded her.
Hannah shook her head and grabbed another quill from her bag. "I'm quite busy here. Lucky for me, I have a self writing quill so I can do two things at once."
"What exactly are you doing?" Draco asked.
"Well, Malfoy, this parchment is essay and this is something that is my hobby," Hannah giggled. "Hey, Harry, Mione, did you know that if you two were married you could have the same initials?"
"Wait, how?" Ron asked.
"Look, Harry James Potter and Hermione Jane Potter, HJP,' Hannah replied as she showed the group what she scribbled. Her writing was a simple calligraphy on her notebook and her powder blue quill underline the initials.
"How did you know that my middle name is Jane?" Hermione asked her.
Hannah pointed to her temple and smiled. "I have resources."
"You're not a mind-reader are you?" Hermione asked her.
"Don't be ridiculous," Hannah laughed. "Hey, isn't your first flying lesson today?"
"Yeah, and windows of Hogwarts, prepare to be shattered into pieces."
"Come on, Hermione, you'll do great!" Hannah winked.
"I hope so, or I'll end up disappointing you guys," Hermione told them.
"You don't have to worry about disappointing us; it will be fine with us," Ron told her.
"If you don't do great, you could always cheer with us. Didn't you use to do that? When Harry was still playing at least, but when he got banned, you stopped," Parvati asked her.
"I don't know why, but I lost interest in it," Hermione replied.
"Maybe you lost interest in it because your interest left the Pitch? Well, maybe because Harry got banned," Lavender asked her.
"Maybe," Hermione smiled which made the girls giggle more.
They weren't aware of it but somebody was spying on them and taking pictures. There were pictures when Hannah and Harry were comforting each other and when Hermione and Harry were talking and laughing. Her quill was also scribbling the juicy things that they said to each other. Cho was definitely planning for revenge, but she was gathering more information.
A/N: Cho is growing quite evil in this fan fic. Well, I did once like Cho in the Potter series but when she got all jealous and paranoid in OoTP, she's out in my like list. Anyways, in this fan fiction, Hermione said Voldemort's name in year 2. I LOVE TO MEDDLE WITH CANON.
Spoiler in my fan fic : Just assuring you that Hermione wouldn't try out for Quidditch.