Chapter Eight: Letters"So who's our study captain?" Ron was asking Hermione on <strong>the</strong> way to Care <strong>of</strong> Magicalcreatures. Hermione, in a typical move, had spent <strong>the</strong> entire day ga<strong>the</strong>ring all <strong>the</strong>specifics on <strong>the</strong> tournament as she could <strong>and</strong> Ron followed at her heels like a disciple."Pr<strong>of</strong>essor McGonagall. First meeting is tonight in <strong>the</strong> library-seven o clock sharp.""Who are <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs?""I believe that Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Flitwick is Hufflepuff's Captain, Sly<strong>the</strong>rin has Pr<strong>of</strong>essorTrelawney, <strong>and</strong> Ravenclaw's is. . . ""Warwick," finished Ron, sadness in his voice. "Oh, why can't she be a <strong>Gryffindor</strong>?""Actually," came <strong>the</strong> voice <strong>of</strong> Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Gray walking up behind <strong>the</strong>m, "<strong>the</strong>re's been achange <strong>of</strong> plans. Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Warwick is going to be hosting <strong>the</strong> event. I am going to fill infor her, coaching <strong>the</strong> Ravenclaw team.""Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Gray," <strong>Harry</strong> repeated incredulously, "you are really?""Don't sound so surprised," he smiled."Ah, so you're a turncoat, are you?" Ron teased."Hardly, Mr. Weasley. But I must admit that I am quite chuffed that I'm to be coaching<strong>the</strong> smartest lot in <strong>the</strong> school. It'll make my job a lot easier!"Hermione smirked. "Ha! We'll see about <strong>the</strong>m being <strong>the</strong> smartest lot in <strong>the</strong> school.""Miss Granger, even as a <strong>Gryffindor</strong>, I must admit that is <strong>the</strong> truth.""Ah, but we have Hermione." Ron patted her on <strong>the</strong> back."Yes," he said glumly. "Listen Miss Granger: best watch what you eat--<strong>the</strong>y really wantyou <strong>of</strong>f <strong>the</strong> team.""WHAT?" She looked faint.He laughed <strong>and</strong> shook his head. "See you in class, you three."The three smiled at his disappearing figure, <strong>Harry</strong> especially. "Great bloke, Sirius. Isn'<strong>the</strong>?" He smiled at Ron <strong>and</strong> Hermione, expecting an immediate concurrence. . . but hewas instead met with two faces completely drained <strong>of</strong> color.And <strong>Harry</strong> realized he'd made a big mistake.Ron grabbed <strong>Harry</strong>'s arm forcefully, his voice in a loud whisper. "Sirius? Are you tellin' usthat Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Gray is Sirius Black?"<strong>Harry</strong> wished <strong>the</strong> ground would have just swallowed him whole."How long have you known?," Hermione dem<strong>and</strong>ed."Er . . . since <strong>the</strong> first day <strong>of</strong> class.""And you never told us?!" Ron looked disgusted."Dumbledore specifically told me not to tell anyone-- not even you two!""But we're your best friends! And we love Sirius as well--""Even Sirius wanted me to keep it secret from you! He trusts you, but, well-- this is a bigdeal here, you know? One accidental slip <strong>and</strong>--""You mean an accidental slip like <strong>the</strong> one you just made?" Hermione's arms were foldedin triumph.<strong>Harry</strong> grimaced. "Just. . . be extra careful, all right? I mean. . . remember how peoplereacted when <strong>the</strong>y found out Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Lupin was a werewolf? Imagine how <strong>the</strong>y'd act if<strong>the</strong>y found out that Sirius Black is teaching <strong>the</strong>ir students."*"So how did <strong>the</strong> first study session go?" <strong>Harry</strong> asked.Hermione simply gushed about how wonderful it was for about ten minutes straight. Rondid look excited, but perhaps decided to leave it to Hermione to do all <strong>the</strong> explaining."It's going to be fantastic, <strong>Harry</strong>. See, each week we focus on one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> featuredsubjects-- this week it's History, right Ron? So she gives us a study parchment with keydates <strong>and</strong> we break up into independent groups <strong>and</strong> research what we've been assigned<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>n talk about <strong>the</strong>m for <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> study period-- it's lots <strong>of</strong> interaction. Justbrilliant, really.""It's a lot," Ron managed to get in. "I dunno how I'm going to get all <strong>of</strong> it done plus mynormal work.""Oh, I'll help you Ron, you know that."It was a good thing Hermione <strong>of</strong>fered it, because Ron really did need it. Ron had neverbeen an excellent student, so <strong>the</strong> added workload really threw him <strong>of</strong>f his balance. Ron48
did have determination. . . though <strong>Harry</strong> was a bit worried when only two weeks into <strong>the</strong>Pennant sessions, Ron looked like he was ready to drop: it wasn't even Halloween yet<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> Pennant wasn't until just before Christmas!"I've been starin' at <strong>the</strong> same paragraph for <strong>the</strong> last ten minutes," he said as <strong>Harry</strong> tooka seat beside him in <strong>the</strong> library. <strong>Harry</strong> had to laugh. Arithmancy was probably <strong>Harry</strong>'sleast favorite subject as well-- <strong>of</strong> course, with <strong>the</strong> exception <strong>of</strong> Divination.Hermione walked into <strong>the</strong> common room, barely visible from behind her books."Sorry I'm late," she said, dropping her books down with a heavy thud. "Never seen <strong>the</strong>library so crowded before!""Hey-- Herm," Ron started. "Did you . . . do something . . . different?"To what?""I dunno -- to your hair, maybe?"<strong>Harry</strong> looked back up at Hermione.Ron was right.There was most definitely something . . . different about her. Her brown mane <strong>of</strong> hairwasn't unruly <strong>and</strong> bushy. . . but tame. Her hair swept into very pretty, s<strong>of</strong>t waves,reaching down her back. And . . . well, it was just her entire appearance altoge<strong>the</strong>r! Hers<strong>of</strong>t, charcoal gray turtleneck sweater seemed to contrast with pallor <strong>of</strong> her face <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>rosiness in her cheeks. Hermione was <strong>the</strong> sister that <strong>Harry</strong> never had <strong>and</strong> . . . well, hefelt awkward admitting it, but <strong>the</strong> truth was that Hermione looked . . .prettyOf course she'd never exactly been ugly, but <strong>the</strong>n again she wasn't <strong>the</strong> type <strong>of</strong> girl a guywould generally loose his head over. . . or was she? Viktor Krum liked her, after all, <strong>and</strong>he could have had any girl he wanted. She'd taken several <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Gryffindor</strong>s by shocklast year when she showed up at <strong>the</strong> Yule Ball-- was it possible that <strong>Harry</strong> had been bestfriends with this very same knockout st<strong>and</strong>ing in front <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m all this time?Ron <strong>and</strong> <strong>Harry</strong> were gawking at her unabashedly.She sat down, a visible flush to her. "It's rude to stare, you two."<strong>Harry</strong> shook himself out <strong>of</strong> it, though Ron's eyes were still stuck on her. He had to kickRon's shins under <strong>the</strong> table."Right, so I'm bloody lost here. My number chart's all wrong, I know it.""Mine too," said <strong>Harry</strong>, pulling out his <strong>and</strong> h<strong>and</strong>ing it to Hermione who studied <strong>the</strong>m bothmost intently. Out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> corner <strong>of</strong> his eye, he could see Ron beginning to gaze at heragain <strong>and</strong> once again, <strong>Harry</strong> had to kick him to snap him out <strong>of</strong> it.By <strong>the</strong> end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> evening, <strong>Harry</strong> was hoping that Ron wouldn't be black <strong>and</strong> blue in <strong>the</strong>morning from <strong>the</strong> amount <strong>of</strong> times he had to nudge him. But Ron simply couldn't seem tohelp himself.And <strong>the</strong>n it hit <strong>Harry</strong>!Ron fancied Hermione!<strong>Harry</strong> knew all too well whenever his dear friend Ron had flipped over a girl-<strong>and</strong> he mostcertainly had that same distant sparkle in his eye with Hermione. Now <strong>Harry</strong> wasn't anexpert when it came to things like relationships, so just to make sure that he wasn'tjumping to conclusions, he didn't say anything to Ron about it that night, but made aspecial point <strong>of</strong> watching Ron's every move while Hermione was around.He wrote Sophie, <strong>of</strong> course, excited to share his discovery with someone."Sophie! I think that Ron fancies Hermione! He can't seem to concentrate on anythingelse while she's in <strong>the</strong> room! In Defense Against <strong>the</strong> Dark Arts class yesterday, Pr<strong>of</strong>essorGray asked him to read from <strong>the</strong> textbook TWICE before Ron snapped out <strong>of</strong> his trance!You write to Hermione all <strong>the</strong> time-- has she ever mentioned anything about Ron?"<strong>Harry</strong> couldn't believe it when Sophie wrote back:"Wow! Wonderful news, that! Hermione's never admitted to me in direct terms, but Ireally do think that she may fancy Ron as well! Whenever she mentions him, <strong>the</strong>re'salways an almost bitterness to it. She loves to call him names, dwells on hisshortcomings, you know, all <strong>the</strong> things that girls do when <strong>the</strong>y fancy someone <strong>and</strong> aretrying to convince <strong>the</strong>mselves <strong>the</strong>y don't."<strong>Harry</strong> hadn't been aware <strong>of</strong> that."But that doesn't make sense! If deep down inside <strong>the</strong>y like someone, why would <strong>the</strong>ytry to appear as though <strong>the</strong>y don't to <strong>the</strong> guys <strong>the</strong>y like? That would only confuse <strong>the</strong>yguy, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>n he wouldn't know what to do, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>n no one would ever get anywhere!"49
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