Hermione Granger Oneshots

Rita Skeeter

Y/N, Hermione, Harry, and Ron headed for a table at the back of the dungeon as usual. Once Snape had turned his back on them to write up the ingredients of today's potion on the blackboard, Hermione hastily rifled through the magazine under the desk. At last, in the center pages, Hermione found what they were looking for. Harry, Y/N and Ron leaned in closer. A color photograph of Harry headed a short piece  entitled:

Harry Potter's Secret Heartache

A boy like no other, perhaps - yet a boy suffering all the usual pangs of adolescence, writes Rita Skeeter. Deprived of love since the tragic demise of his parents, fourteen-year-old Harry Potter thought he had found solace in his steady girlfriend at Hogwarts, Muggle born Hermione Granger. Little did he know that he would shortly be suffering yet another emotional blow in a life already littered with personal loss.

Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl, seems to have a taste for famous wizards that Harry alone cannot satisfy. Since the arrival at Hogwarts of Viktor Krum, Bulgarian Seeker and hero of the last World Quidditch Cup, Miss Granger has been toying with both boys' affections. Krum, who is openly smitten with the devious Miss Granger, has already invited her to visit him in Bulgaria over the summer holidays, and insists that he has "never felt this way about any other girl."

However, it might not be Miss Granger's doubtful natural charms that have captured these unfortunate boys' interest.

"She's really ugly," says Pansy Parkinson, a pretty and vivacious fourth-year student, "but she'd be well up to making a Love Potion, she's quite brainy. I think that's how she's doing it."

Y/N snorted.

Love Potions are, of course, banned at Hogwarts, and no doubt Albus Dumbledore will want to investigate these claims. In the meantime, Harry Potter's well wishers must hope that, next time, he bestows his heart on a worthier candidate.

"I'm not surprised."Y/N said with a bitter look.

"I told you!" Ron hissed at Hermione as she stared down at the article. "I told you not to annoy Rita Skeeter! She's made you out to be some sort of - of scarlet woman!"

Hermione stopped looking astonished and snorted with laughter. "Scarlet woman?" she repeated, shaking with suppressed giggles as she looked around at Ron.

"It's what my mum calls them," Ron muttered, his ears going red.

"If that's the best Rita can do, she's losing her touch," said Hermione, still giggling, as she threw Witch Weekly onto the empty chair beside her. "What a pile of old rubbish."

She looked over at the Slytherins, who were all watching her and Harry closely across the room to see if they had been upset by the article. Hermione gave them a sarcastic smile and a wave, and she, Y/N, Harry, and Ron started unpacking the ingredients they would need for their Wit-Sharpening Potion.

"There's something funny, though," said Hermione ten minutes later, holding her pestle suspended over a bowl of scarab beetles. "How could Rita Skeeter have known ... ?"

"Known what?" said Y/N quickly. "You haven't been mixing up Love Potions, have you?"

"Don't be stupid," Hermione snapped, starting to pound up her beetles again. "No, it's just... how did she know Viktor asked me to visit him over the summer?"

Hermione blushed scarlet as she said this and determinedly avoided Y/N's eyes.

"What?" said Y/N, dropping his pestle with a loud clunk.

"He asked me right after he'd pulled me out of the lake," Hermione muttered. "After he'd got rid of his shark's head. Madam Pomfrey gave us both blankets and then he sort of pulled me away from the judges so they wouldn't hear, and he said, if I wasn't doing anything over the summer, would I like to -"

"And what did you say?" said Y/N, who had picked up his pestle and was grinding it on the desk, a good six inches from his bowl, because he was looking at Hermione.

"And he did say he'd never felt the same way about anyone else," Hermione went on, going so red now that Harry could almost feel the heat coming from her, "but how could Rita Skeeter have heard him? She wasn't there... or was she? Maybe she has got an Invisibility Cloak; maybe she sneaked onto the grounds to watch the second task. ..."

"And what did you say?" Y/N repeated, pounding his pestle down so hard that it dented the desk.

"Well, I was too busy seeing whether you, Ron and Harry were okay to-"

"Fascinating though your social life undoubtedly is, Miss Granger," said an icy voice right behind them, and all three of them jumped, "I must ask you not to discuss it in my class. Ten points from Gryffindor."

Snape had glided over to their desk while they were talking. The whole class was now looking around at them; Malfoy took the opportunity to flash POTTER STINKS across the dungeon at Harry.

"Ah... reading magazines under the table as well?" Snape added, snatching up the copy of Witch Weekly. "A further ten points from Gryffindor... oh but of course..." Snape's black eyes glittered as they fell on Rita Skeeter's article. "Potter has to keep up with his press cuttings...."

The dungeon rang with the Slytherins' laughter, and an unpleasant smile curled Snape's thin mouth. To Harry's fury, he began to read the article aloud.

"Harry Potter's Secret Heartache... dear, dear, Potter, what's ailing you now? 'A boy like no other, perhaps...""

Snape was pausing at the end of every sentence to allow the Slytherins a hearty laugh. The article sounded ten times worse when read by Snape. Even Hermione was blushing scarlet now.

".... Harry Potter's well-wishers must hope that, next time, he bestows his heart upon a worthier candidate." How very touching," sneered Snape, rolling up the magazine to continued gales of laughter from the Slytherins. "Well, I think I had better separate the three of you, so you can keep your minds on your potions rather than on your tangled love lives. Weasley, you stay here. Miss Granger, over there, beside Miss Parkinson, Y/N you too. Potter that table in front of my desk. Move. Now."

Y/N furiously grabbed his things and followed Hermione to Parkinson's table.As soon as he arrived, he lay down on the table with his head in his hands.

"And what's wrong with you?"Pansy moved it to get his attention.

Y/N barely looked at her. "You don't care. It's all your fault."

Pansy laughed."It's not my fault Granger has her eyes on everyone but you."

If I already thought that Y/N was now considering it more. Hermione at his side made an indignant noise.

"Don't talk about what you don't know Parkinson."

From that the two girls began to argue. But Y/N wasn't up for games and quickly stopped them.

"You better shut up, Snape is coming and I'm not in the mood to take it."

They both looked at him. She had a look of weariness and anger.

"Y/N! You're supposed to be on my side." Hermione said indignantly.

"Well, why don't you ask Viktor instead? He's very interested in you."

Pansy laughed. "See? You're hopeless Granger..."

Hermione had a look of betrayal, guilt and anguish. She didn't like that Y/N was on bad terms with her.

"Please Y/N, don't talk nonsense... you know I prefer you to Viktor, you're my best friend..."

Y/N looked at her. "Well, it didn't seem that way when he 'saved' you from the lake. You were so happy,especially when I spoke to you and you ignored me. So shut up and leave me alone."

And so Y/N leaned back on the table and Pansy laughed out loud. Hermione was on the verge of tears.

A/N:

I have some chapters of the new story with Hermione, I publish them?

Or better I wait until year 1 is finished?