The Given Choices
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
26
Views:
24,199
Reviews:
89
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter Two
*** Chapter Two ***
Hermione laid awake in her bed as she thought about the day’s events; earlier they had celebrated Harry’s sixteenth birthday, it had been an exhausting day. After Mrs. Weasley’s filling breakfast of eggs, beacon, biscuits, and oatmeal, everyone had enough energy to start their day. Tonks taught self-defense lessons to Ron, Hermione and Harry. After two hours of physical defense their muscles ached, muscles which she had only read about in books.
She had helped Mrs. Weasley fix all of Harry’s favorite foods for his birthday dinner. Of course, her place at the table was on his left side. After dinner, a few members of the Order stuck around for Harry’s presents. There was a definite theme to the gifts for his birthday. Dumbledore returned Harry’s Firebolt to him and reinstated his Quidditch abilities to play once again. McGonagall told him he had his position as Seeker, Ginny would be a Chaser, and Ron made Captain, all without any try-outs needed. With that announcement, all the students in the room were happy with the outcome.
Other gifts the birthday boy received were: a monthly Quidditch magazine, special order gear, Seeker books, a Chudley Canons jersey, the snitch his father had used when he was at Hogwarts, and then Hermione’s gift.
Since the day it was bought, Hermione debated with herself whether to give the present to Harry or not. Prior to arriving at Headquarters for the summer, she and Tonks went shopping; as they past a store in Diagon Alley, the glittering gold gift caught her eye and she immediately thought of Harry. Hermione was sitting on pins and needles as she watched Harry open the long thin box. The look on his face went from surprise to utter happiness. He held up the gold chain, it was a necklace with a charm dangled from the bottom. The clerk assured her that it was the appropriate length for a guy to wear. The gold charm was a miniature-flying snitch. It spread its wings whenever the owner touched it with their fingers. Harry had asked her to help him put it on; everyone stated they really liked it and that it was just right for the Gryffindor Seeker.
Ever since he smiled and kissed her on the cheek to thank her, she wasn’t able to stop smiling. Hermione had discovered she had feeling for Harry, as he had spent so much time by her bedside after the Department of Mysteries incident. But she could tell that he didn’t feel the same way, he cared for her just as he cared for his friends.
Over the past two months, they had gotten extremely close as they spent a lot of time talking with each other. Hermione had seen him yell, cry, throw things, and cuddle into a ball at her feet as he talked about the death of Sirius Black. She knew how much he missed his Godfather and he finally realized it was not his fault. The feelings of a crush in the hospital turned into more over the part couple months. Being in the same room as him made her happy, thinking about him at night as she fell asleep made her happy, and making him happy made her beyond happy.
Hermione turned over in her bed and saw that Ginny was still up. The girl laid in the bed across from her with her nose stuck in a Quidditch game book. “Hey Gin. What do you think about Harry?”
The redhead turned to look at her. She put the book down and pulled the covers off her legs to come talk to Hermione on the girl’s bed, she sat with her knees drawn up under her knees and said, “Well, he’s the bravest guy I know, he for the most part is smart, a great Seeker, and has a very fine arse. But he’s not for me, especially since he likes someone else.”
Hermione sat straight up and almost knocked Ginny off her bed. “He does? He told you that?”
“Oh, yes. Harry and I have heart-to-heart talks all the time,” Ginny stated sarcastically and then noticed that Hermione looked like she took it seriously. “No, Mione. I was joking. Let’s just say I can tell.”
“Well, who does he like?”
Ginny tucked a stray red strand of hair behind her ear. “Lets see. She’s witty, strong, very intelligent, makes him blush whenever she looks at him, and quite pretty.”
The brunette grabbed the littlest Weasley by the arms and shook her playfully. “I want a name, not a bloody description.”
Ginny started to laugh hard but covered her mouth, careful not to alert the rest of the household that they were wake and talking. “Here I thought you were the clever one out of the three. He likes you, Mione.”
“Me? Are you sure?”
Ginny shrugged her arms loose from the girl’s strong grip. “I am extremely sure. He looked like he was trying to hold your hand during dinner. Harry kept moving his hand closer to yours but then would move it back before you noticed. Then he kissed you after dinner. It may have seemed like a thank you kiss but his body language said differently. Lupin looked so happy he looked like he might burst. I just think Harry’s afraid you don’t feel the same way.”
“Really? Well, it looks like I might have to make the first move then. Won’t I?”
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Hermione, Ron, and Ginny had just walked upstairs from their trip to Diagon Alley. Moody suggested they go right after they got their book list from Hogwarts. It was not safe for Harry to walk in the open and he was okay with that. He sent Hedwig to Gringotts giving his permission to let Hermione sign for anything in any of the stores. Harry gave her an additional list of the school supplies he was running low on.
Hermione laid awake in her bed as she thought about the day’s events; earlier they had celebrated Harry’s sixteenth birthday, it had been an exhausting day. After Mrs. Weasley’s filling breakfast of eggs, beacon, biscuits, and oatmeal, everyone had enough energy to start their day. Tonks taught self-defense lessons to Ron, Hermione and Harry. After two hours of physical defense their muscles ached, muscles which she had only read about in books.
She had helped Mrs. Weasley fix all of Harry’s favorite foods for his birthday dinner. Of course, her place at the table was on his left side. After dinner, a few members of the Order stuck around for Harry’s presents. There was a definite theme to the gifts for his birthday. Dumbledore returned Harry’s Firebolt to him and reinstated his Quidditch abilities to play once again. McGonagall told him he had his position as Seeker, Ginny would be a Chaser, and Ron made Captain, all without any try-outs needed. With that announcement, all the students in the room were happy with the outcome.
Other gifts the birthday boy received were: a monthly Quidditch magazine, special order gear, Seeker books, a Chudley Canons jersey, the snitch his father had used when he was at Hogwarts, and then Hermione’s gift.
Since the day it was bought, Hermione debated with herself whether to give the present to Harry or not. Prior to arriving at Headquarters for the summer, she and Tonks went shopping; as they past a store in Diagon Alley, the glittering gold gift caught her eye and she immediately thought of Harry. Hermione was sitting on pins and needles as she watched Harry open the long thin box. The look on his face went from surprise to utter happiness. He held up the gold chain, it was a necklace with a charm dangled from the bottom. The clerk assured her that it was the appropriate length for a guy to wear. The gold charm was a miniature-flying snitch. It spread its wings whenever the owner touched it with their fingers. Harry had asked her to help him put it on; everyone stated they really liked it and that it was just right for the Gryffindor Seeker.
Ever since he smiled and kissed her on the cheek to thank her, she wasn’t able to stop smiling. Hermione had discovered she had feeling for Harry, as he had spent so much time by her bedside after the Department of Mysteries incident. But she could tell that he didn’t feel the same way, he cared for her just as he cared for his friends.
Over the past two months, they had gotten extremely close as they spent a lot of time talking with each other. Hermione had seen him yell, cry, throw things, and cuddle into a ball at her feet as he talked about the death of Sirius Black. She knew how much he missed his Godfather and he finally realized it was not his fault. The feelings of a crush in the hospital turned into more over the part couple months. Being in the same room as him made her happy, thinking about him at night as she fell asleep made her happy, and making him happy made her beyond happy.
Hermione turned over in her bed and saw that Ginny was still up. The girl laid in the bed across from her with her nose stuck in a Quidditch game book. “Hey Gin. What do you think about Harry?”
The redhead turned to look at her. She put the book down and pulled the covers off her legs to come talk to Hermione on the girl’s bed, she sat with her knees drawn up under her knees and said, “Well, he’s the bravest guy I know, he for the most part is smart, a great Seeker, and has a very fine arse. But he’s not for me, especially since he likes someone else.”
Hermione sat straight up and almost knocked Ginny off her bed. “He does? He told you that?”
“Oh, yes. Harry and I have heart-to-heart talks all the time,” Ginny stated sarcastically and then noticed that Hermione looked like she took it seriously. “No, Mione. I was joking. Let’s just say I can tell.”
“Well, who does he like?”
Ginny tucked a stray red strand of hair behind her ear. “Lets see. She’s witty, strong, very intelligent, makes him blush whenever she looks at him, and quite pretty.”
The brunette grabbed the littlest Weasley by the arms and shook her playfully. “I want a name, not a bloody description.”
Ginny started to laugh hard but covered her mouth, careful not to alert the rest of the household that they were wake and talking. “Here I thought you were the clever one out of the three. He likes you, Mione.”
“Me? Are you sure?”
Ginny shrugged her arms loose from the girl’s strong grip. “I am extremely sure. He looked like he was trying to hold your hand during dinner. Harry kept moving his hand closer to yours but then would move it back before you noticed. Then he kissed you after dinner. It may have seemed like a thank you kiss but his body language said differently. Lupin looked so happy he looked like he might burst. I just think Harry’s afraid you don’t feel the same way.”
“Really? Well, it looks like I might have to make the first move then. Won’t I?”
~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny had just walked upstairs from their trip to Diagon Alley. Moody suggested they go right after they got their book list from Hogwarts. It was not safe for Harry to walk in the open and he was okay with that. He sent Hedwig to Gringotts giving his permission to let Hermione sign for anything in any of the stores. Harry gave her an additional list of the school supplies he was running low on.