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02:24pm 03/09/2007
  - Also, at the end of Book 4, Hermione kisses Harry on the cheek but she once again refrains with Ron. This obviously means there is some sort of tension between the two.
- When Harry sees Hermione at the Yule Ball and doesn't recognise her, it is because she looks pretty. He finds her attractive FOR ONCE. She is never described favourably again.
- When Malfoy calls Hermione a mudblood for the first time in CoS, Ron does that spell on him that then backfires and makes him "eat slugs". He reacted the strongest of all to this insult, throwing himself at Malfoy in an attempt to hurt him.
- Hermione and Ron bicker ALL THE TIME in the last few books. If this is not hate/LOVELOVELOVE relationship, then what is? Remember what movie!Snape says to Lupin and Sirius? "Well, well, well, bickering like an old married couple".
- I believe JKR gave the film makers, particularly Alfonso Cuaron, some insider details for what was yet to come in the books, especially Ron/Hermione. For example, when Harry is approaching Buckbeak, that famous grabbing for Ron's hand that Hermione exhibits? She is embarassed, he is embarrassed, they look away from eachother and even step away. Grabbing for somebody's hand if they are just a friend to you means nothing! You can do it rather easily in fact. But she did it without thinking. And when the three of them see Buckbeak getting his head chopped off, Hermione does that weird sultry putting her arms round Ron, and it is Harry who is forced to try and join the embrace. She is turning to Ron for comfort involuntarily. How lovely.

Some quotes...

"You will find that Madam Pomfrey is still awake. She's just giving out Mandrake juice - I daresay the Basilisk's victims will be waking up any moment." [Dumbledore]
"So Hermione's OK!" said Ron brightly. - CoS

"Hermione!" Ron groaned (when he saw her petrified).
-It isn't Harry who reacts, it's Ron, and we see how upset he is.

"Bet you five Galleons the next one dies. Pity it wasn't Granger -"
The bell rang at that moment, which was lucky; at Malfoy's last words, Ron had leapt off his stool, and in the scramble to collect bags and books, his attempts to reach Malfoy went unnoticed.
"Let me at him," Ron growled as Harry and Dean hung onto his arms. "I don't care, I don't need my wand, I'm going to kill him with my bare hands -"
- Ron is completely enraged, but Harry doesn't react other than to hold him back.

Ron read the message, swallowed hard, and looked sideways at the empty seat usually filled by Hermione. The sight seemed to stiffen his resolve, and he nodded.
-The fact Hermione is no longer there makes him want to go find the spiders, the things he hates above all others.

".. Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all."
Hermione went very red, put down her hand and stared at the floor with her eyes full of tears. It was a mark of how much the class loathed Snape that they were all glaring at him, because very one of them has called Hermione a know-it-all at least once, and Ron, who told Hermione she was a know-it-all at least twice a week, said loudly, "You asked us a question, and she knows the answer! Why ask if you don't want to be told?" - PoA

Harry was still thinking about what Malfoy said, while Ron was seething about Snape (for taking five points from Gryffindor because Hermione helped Neville.)
- STILL seething, really. He is obsessed...

"You don't think Malfoy did something to her (Hermione)?" Ron said anxiously as they hurried upstairs toward Gryffindor Tower.
- Worried, how touching.

Hermione flung her arms around Ron's neck and broke down completely. Ron, looking quite terrified, patted her very awkwardly on the top of the head. Finally, Hermione drew away.
"Ron, I'm really, really sorry about Scabbers ..." she sobbed.
"Oh-well-he was old," said Ron, looking thoroughly relieved that she had let go of him. "And he was a bit useless. You never know, Mum and Dad might get me an owl now."
- This is sexual tension- if you fancy someone and they throw themselves on you it's a bit awkward, and he tries to deal with her in the best way he can, which is not very effectively.

"If you think they can't spot a Mudblood, stay where you are." [Malfoy]
"You watch your mouth!" shouted Ron. Everybody present knew that 'Mudblood' was a very offensive term for a witch or wizard of Muggle parentage.
"Never mind, Ron," said Hermione quickly, seizing Ron's arm to restrain him as he took a step towards Malfoy. - GoF.
- Again, trying to protect Hermione (see previous 'mudblood' evidence).

"I hope the others are okay," said Hermione after a while.
"They'll be fine," said Ron.
(and then...)
"Those poor Muggles, though," said Hermione nervously. "What if they can't get them down?"
"They will," said Ron reassuringly. "They'll find a way."
- He's making her feel better, constantly (well, twice) reassuring her.

"Look," said Hermione patiently (to Harry), "it's always you who gets all the attention, you know it is. I know it's not your fault," she added quickly, seeing Harry open his mouth furiously. "I know you don't ask for it...but--well--you know, Ron's got all those brothers to compete against at home, and you're his best friend, and you're really famous--he's always shunted to one side whenever people see you, and he puts up with it, and he never mentions it, but I suppose this is just one time too many...."
- This just goes to show how much Hermione knows and understands Ron.

...Hermione, whimpering in panic was clutching her mouth.
Ron had hurried forward to see what was wrong with her; Harry turned and saw Ron dragging Hermione's hand away from her face.
- Where is Harry in all this? It's his fault she got hurt, for pity's sake.

"Can't you think of anyone who'd go with Ron?" he said, lowering his voice so that Ron wouldn't hear.
"What about Hermione Granger?" said Parvati.
- I've always liked Parvati...

All the good-looking ones taken, Ron?" said Hermione loftily. "Eloise Midgen starting to look quite pretty now, is she? Well, I'm sure you'll find someone somewhere who'll have you."
But Ron was staring at Hermione as though suddenly seeing her in a whole new light.
"Hermione, Neville's right -- you are a girl . . ."
"Oh well spotted," she said acidly.
Well -- you can come with one of us!"
"No, I can't," snapped Hermione.
"Oh come on," he said impatiently, "we need partners, we're going to look really stupid if we haven't got any, everyone else has . . ."
"I can't come with you," said Hermione, now blushing, "because I'm already going with someone."
"No, you're not!" said Ron. "You just said that to get rid of Neville!"
"Oh did I?" said Hermione, and her eyes flashed dangerously. "Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else has spotted I'm a girl!"
Ron stared at her. Then he grinned again.
- She seems quite hurt that it took him so long to finally think of her as a date.

"Hermione -- who are you going to the ball with?" said Ron.
He kept springing this question on her, hoping to startle her into a response by asking it when she least expected it.
- Why is he so bothered?

Hermione came over and sat down in Parvati's empty chair. She was a bit pink in the face from dancing.
"Hi," said Harry. Ron didn't say anything.
"It's hot, isn't it?" said Hermione, fanning herself with her hand. "Viktor's just gone to get some drinks."
Ron gave her a withering look. "Viktor?" he said. "Hasn't he asked you to call him Vicky yet?"
Hermione looked at him in surprise. "What's up with you?" she said.
"If you don't know," said Ron scathingly, "I'm not going to tell you."
Hermione stared at him, then at Harry, who shrugged.
"Ron, what --?"
"He's from Durmstrang!" spat Ron. "He's competing against Harry! Against Hogwarts! You -- you're --" Ron was obviously casting around for words strong enough to describe Hermione's crime, "fraternising with the enemy, that's what you're doing!"
Hermione's mouth fell open.
"Don't be so stupid!" she said after a moment. "The enemy! Honestly -- who was the one who was all excited when they saw him arrive? Who was the one who wanted his autograph? Who's got a model of him up in their dormitory?"
Ron chose to ignore this. "I s'pose he asked you to come with him while you were both in the library?"
"Yes, he did," said Hermione, the pink patches on her cheeks glowing more brightly. "So what?"
"What happened -- trying to get him to join spew, were you?"
"No, I wasn't! If you really want to know, he -- he said he'd been coming up to the library every day to try and talk to me, but he hadn't been able to pluck up the courage!"
Hermione said this very quickly, and blushed so deeply that she was the same color as Parvati's robes.
"Yeah, well -- that's his story," said Ron nastily.
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Obvious, isn't it? He's Karkaroff's student, isn't he? He knows who you hang around with . . . He's just trying to get closer to Harry -- get inside information on him -- or get near enough to jinx him --"
Hermione looked as though Ron had slapped her. When she spoke, her voice quivered.
"For your information, he hasn't asked me one single thing about Harry, not one --"
". . .Why don't you go and find Vicky, he'll be wondering where you are," said Ron.
"Don't call him Vicky!"
Hermione jumped to her feet and stormed off across the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd. Ron watched her go with a mixture of anger and satisfaction on his face.
"Are you going to ask me to dance at all?" Padma asked him.
"No," said Ron, still glaring after Hermione.
-A long quote, but it makes my point doesn't it? Ron is on a date with a very pretty girl, one of the prettiest in the year by all accounts, but he is hankering after Hermione. Ron used to be a BIG fan of Krum's, but not anymore. He accuses Krum of following Hermione around just to get to Harry, and this must hurt Hermione's feelings somewhat. In fact, she looks as though she has been 'slapped' by Ron's harsh words.

[After Krum jumps into the lake]
"It's a lot colder where he comes from," said Hermione. "I suppose it feels quite warm to him."
"Yeah, but there's still the giant squid," said Ron. He didn't sound anxious - if anything, he sounded hopeful. Hermione noticed his tone of voice, and frowned.
"He's really nice, you know," she said. "He's not at all like you'd think, coming from Durmstrang. He likes it much better here, he told me."
Ron said nothing. He hadn't mentioned Viktor Krum since the ball, but Harry had found a miniature arm under his bed on Boxing Day, which looked very much as though it had been snapped of a small model figure wearing Bulgaria Quidditch robes.
- Woah! Suddenly he hates the guy?

'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 Ron 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 Ron's eyes.
(Notice it's RON'S eyes she's avoiding?!)
'What?' said Ron, dropping his pestle with a loud clunk.
'He asked me right after he's 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 Ron, 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 into the grounds to watch the second task ...'
'And what did you say?' Ron repeated, pounding his pestle down so hard that it dented the desk.
'Well, I was too busy seeing whether you and Harry were OK to -'
- Seems to be quite bothered whether she's seeing Krum again or not, doesn't he? And bothered about what she said.

"And he sneaked up here to search Snape's office!" said Ron triumphantly, looking at Hermione.
- Triumphantly? He's trying to impress her?

"You only liked him [Lockhart] because he's handsome," said Ron scathingly.
"Excuse me, I don't like people just because they're handsome!" said Hermione indignantly.
- Ron is acting jealous here, perhaps because he is not handsome and therefore thinks Hermione will not like him. Is Hermione reassuring him?

Hermione told Harry that it would do him good to get away from the castle for a bit, and Harry didn't need each persuasion.
"What about Ron, though?" he said. "Don't you want to go with him?"
"Oh ... well..." Hermione went slightly pink. "I thought we might meet up with him in the Three Broomsticks..."
"No," said Harry flatly.
- This doesn't say TOO much, but the way Harry said it - "Don't you want to go with him?" - sounds almost like "I thought you preferred to be with him." Hermione just might've got the wrong idea when he said it and blushed.

Thanks," she (Parvati) said. "Padma's going to meet you in the entrance hall," she added to Ron.
"Right," said Ron, looking around. "Where's Hermione?"
"Where is Hermione?" he said again.
- This happens throughout the period just before the Yule Ball, during the Yule Ball and after. Ron is constantly pressing Hermione's personal life, particularly whom she is going to the Yule Ball with. Hallo, he's about to go on his first date with a girl, and all he can think of is her!

Ron, however, walked right past Hermione without looking at her. [when she comes out with Krum]
- Ron shows that he is VERY jealous, and does a terrible job at concealing it.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?" yelled Hermione; her hair was coming down out of its elegant bun now, and her face was screwed up in anger.
"Oh yeah?" Ron yelled back. "What's that?"
"Next time there's a ball, ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort!"
Ron mouthed soundlessly like a goldfish out of water as Hermione turned on her heel and stormed up the girls' staircase to bed. Ron turned to look at Harry. "Well," he spluttered, looking thunderstruck, "well - that just proves - completely missed the point-"
Harry didn't say anything. He liked being back on speaking terms with Ron too much to speak his mind right now - but he somehow thought that Hermione had got the point much better than Ron had.
- This is as good as any line that tell us Hermione likes Ron. "Next time there's a ball, ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort!" tells the reader that she's hurt that he hadn't approached her first, and that she has feelings for him.

Krum had come to say Goodbye to Hermione.
"Could i have a vord?" he asked her.
"Oh...yes...all right," said Hermione, looking slightly flustered, followed Krum
through the crowd and out of sight. "You'd better hurry up!" Ron called loudly after her. "The carriages'll be here in a minute!"
He let Harry keep a watch for the carriages, however, and spent the next few minutes craning his neck over the crown to try and see what Krum and Hermione might be up to. They returned quite soon. Ron stared at Hermione, but her face was impassive.
- Ron wants to know what is going on. Harry doesn't care.

"And you, too - you 'elped-" [Fleur]
"Yeah," said Ron, looking extremely hopeful, "yeah, a bit-"
Fleur swooped down on him, too, and kissed him. Hermione looked simply furious.
- Hermione isn't furious that Fleur kissed Harry, is she? Only when it's Ron.

"We will see each uzzer again, I 'ope," said Fleur, as she reached him, holding out her hand. "I am 'oping to get a job 'ere, to improve my Eenglish."
"It's very good already," said Ron, in a strangled sort of voice. Fleur smiled at him; Hermione scowled.
- And again with the not liking Ron fancying Fleur.

"Who're you writing the novel to, anyway?"
"How many other Viktors do we know?
Ron said nothing, but looked disgruntled. - OotP
Um, it's just because it's 'Vicky' that he's angry.

"What does she see in Krum?" Ron demanded, as he and Harry climbed the boys' stairs.
"Yeah, but apart from that," said Ron, sounding aggravated. "I mean, he's a grouchy git, isn't he?"
- Ron is angry and frustrated at Hermione liking Krum.

(About Christmas presents) "... and that perfume's really unusual, Ron."
- Harry gets Hermione a book, something rather impersonal but fitting for someone who likes to read. A perfect present from a friend. Poor, sweet Ron gets her some perfume- something girly, but not really suited for a girl he is trying to impress. It's also the sort of thing a boyfriend would give to his girlfriend.

"No problem," said Ron. "Who's that for anyway?" he added ...
- Right after Hermione thanks Ron for giving her the perfume, he, embarrassed, turns the attention onto something else, feeling awkward that Harry is witnessing this and seeing his gift.

"Good luck, Ron," said Hermione, standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. "And you, Harry-"
Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had kissed him, looking puzzled as though he was not sure what had just happened.
- There is a moment in the books where Hermione kisses Harry goodbye for the holidays, and he thinks nothing of it. In fact, it is not mentioned again in the next paragraph. Because it means nothing. When Hermione kisses Ron on the cheek, he touches the spot, and JK devotes a paragraph to this. Dropping ANVIL SIZED HINTS once again. He's thinking, "Am I just dreaming or did Hermione really kiss me on the cheek?"

Ron was looking at Hermione suspiciously.
"You're not still in contact with him [Krum] are you?"
"So what if I am?" said Hermione coolly, though her face was a little pink. "I can have a pen pal if I --"
"He didn't only want to be your pen pal," said Ron accusingly.
Hermione shook her head exasperatedly and ignored Ron, who was continuing to watch her.
- Ron is 'accusing' towards Hermione concerning Krum. Harry just doesn't care at all.

"Are you that bad at kissing?" [Ron]
"Dunno," said Harry, who hadn't considered this, and immediately felt rather worried. "Maybe I am."
"Of course you're not," said Hermione absently, still scribbling away at her letter.
"How do you know?" said Ron very sharply. - page 405
This goes back to Ron's jealousy again. At Hermione's remark that Harry is not bad at kissing, Ron tenses up assuming that perhaps Hermione has been kissing Harry, and that certainly will not do.

"How would it be ... if I refused to lend you my notes this year?" - Hermione
"We'd fail our OWL," said Ron. "If you want that on your conscience, Hermione ..."
"Well, you'd deserve it," she snapped. "You don't even try to listen to him, do you?"
"We do try," said Ron. "We just haven't got your brains or your memory or your concentration - you're just cleverer than we are - is it nice to rub it in?"
"Oh don't give me that rubbish," said Hermione, but she looked slightly mollified.
- She likes his compliments, and let's be honest, what girl wouldn't like her crush complimenting her?

[Still in Potions class, after Slughorn realises that Harry's "best friend [who] is Muggle-born and the best in the year" is Hermione.] Hermione turned to Harry with a radiant expression and whispered, "Did you really tell him I'm the best in the year? Oh, Harry!"
"Well, what's so impressive about that?" whispered Ron, who for some reason looked annoyed. "You are the best in the year - I'd've told him so if he'd asked me!" (HBP)
-Ron is jealous and annoyed at Hermione's response.

"You can still see where those brains got hold of me in the Ministry, look," said Ron, shaking back his sleeves.
"And it doesn't hurt that you've grown about a foot over the summer, either," Hermione finished, ignoring Ron."
"I'm tall," said Ron inconsequentially.
- Ron's obviously trying to impress Hermione, showing his scars and his height. It's cute.

What did surprise [Harry] was that when Ron drew level with them, Parvati suddenly nudged Lavender, who looked round and gave Ron a wide smile. Ron blinked at her, then returned the smile uncertainly. His walk instantly became something more like a strut. (...) Hermione, however, looked cold and distant all the way down to the stadium through the cool, misty drizzle, and departed to find a place in the stands without wishing Ron good luck.
-Hermione's jealous!

"You did brilliantly, Ron!"
This time it really was Hermione running towards them from the stands; Harry saw Lavender walking off the pitch, arm in arm with Parvati, a rather grump expression on her face. Ron looked extremely pleased with himself and even taller than usual as he grinned around at the team and at Hermione.
- Ron loves Hermione's attention, and Hermione is quick to establish the fact that Ron is "hers" to Lavender, who doesn't react well.

[Hermione says] "Ron, what are you staring at?"
"Nothing," said Ron, hastily looking away from the bar, but Harry knew he was trying to catch the eye of the curvy and attractive barmaid, Madam Rosmerta, for who he had long nursed a soft spot.
"I expect 'nothing''s in the back getting more Firewhiskey," said Hermione waspishly.
- Hermione's reply shows she is peeved with Ron eyeballing some other woman when she's around.

Harry groaned. Ron, meanwhile, who was attempting to burst the pod in the bowl by putting both hands on it, standing up and squashing it as hard as he could, said angrily, "And this is another party just for Slughorn's favourites, is it?"
"Just for the Slug Club, yes," said Hermione.
The pod flew out from under Ron's fingers and hit the greenhouse glass, rebounding on to the back of Professor Sprout's head and knocking off her old patched hat. Harry went to retrieve the pod; when he got back, Hermione was saying, "Look, I didn't make up the name 'Slug Club'-"
"'Slug Club'," repeated Ron with a sneer worthy of Malfoy. It's pathetic. Well, I hope you enjoy your party. Why don't you try getting off with McLaggen, then Slughorn can make you King and Queen Slug-"
"We're allowed to bring guests," said Hermione, who for some reason had turned a bright, boiling scarlet, "an I was going to ask you to come, but if you think it's that stupid then I won't bother!"
Harry suddenly wished the pod had flown a little further so that he need not have been sitting there with the pair of them. Unnoticed by either, he seized the bowl that contained the pod and began to try and open it by the noisiest and most energetic means he could think of; unfortunately, he coul still hear every word of their conversation.
"You were going to ask me?" asked Ron, in a completely different voice.
"Yes," said Hermione angrily, "But obviously if you'd rather I get off with McLaggen ..."
There was a pause while Harry continued to pound the resilient pod with a trowel.
"No, I wouldn't," said Ron, in a very quiet voice.
Harry missed the pod, hit the bowl, and it shattered.
"Reparo," he said hastily, poking the pieces with his wand, and the bowl sprang back together again. The crash, however, appeared to have woken Ron and Hermione to Harry's presence. Hermione looked flustered and immediately started fussing about for her copy of Flesh-Eating Trees of the World to find out the correct way to juice Snargaluff pods; Ron, on the other hand, looked sheepish but also rather pleased with himself.
"Hand that over, Harry," said Hermione hurriedly, "it says we're supposed to puncture them with something sharp."
Harry possed her the pod in the bowl, he and Ron both snapped their goggles back over their eyews and dived, once more, for the stump.
It was not as though he was really surprise, thought Harry, as he wrestles with a thorny vine intent upon throttling him; he had had an inkling that this might happen sooner or later. But he was not sure how he felt about it ... he and Cho were now too embarassed to look at each other, let alone talk to each other; what if Ron and Hermione started going out together, then split up? Could their friendship survive it? Harry remembered the few weeks they had not been talking to each other in the third year; he had not enjoyed trying to bridge the distance between them. And the, what if they didn't split up? What if they became like Bill and Fleur, and it became excruciatingly embarassing to be in their presence, so that he was shut out for good?
"Gotcha!" yelled Ron, pulling a second pod from the stump just as Hermione managed to burst the first one opem, so that the bowl was full of tubers wriggling like pale green worms.
The rest of the lesson passed without further mention of Slughorn's party. Although Harry watched his two friends more closely over the next few days, Ron and Hermione did not seem any different except that they were a little politer to each other than usual. Harry supposed he would just have to wait to see what happened under the influence of Butterbeer in Slughorn's dimly lit room on the night of the party.
- Doesn't this make you want to CRY? I'm so glad it happened. This just killed me. Harry can bloody see it, he always knew it would happen. That bit where he says he isn't sure how he feels about it, it isn't because he is jealous, it's because they could possibly break up.

"D'you think Hermione did snog Krum? Ron asked abruptly, as they approached the fat lady. Harry gave a guilty start and wrenched his imagination away from a corridor in which no Ron intruded, in which he and Ginny were quite alone-
"What?" he said confusedly. "Oh ... er ..."
The honest answer was 'yes,' but he did not want to give it. However, Ron seemed to gather the worst from the look on Harry's face.
"Dilligrout," he said darkly to the Fat Lady, and they climbed through the portrait hole into the common room.
- This matters a lot to Ron, duh.

"You added Felix Felicis to Ron's juice this morning, that's why he saved everything! See! I can save goals without help, Hermione!"
"I never said you couldn't-Ron, you thought you'd been given it, too!"
But Ron had already strode past her out of the door with his broomstick over his shoulder.
"Er," said Harry into the sudden silence; he had not expected his plan to backfire like this, "shall ... shall we go up to the party, then?"
"You go!" said Hermione, blinking back tears. "I'm sick of Ron at the moment, I don't know what I'm supposed to have done ... "
And she storem out of the changing room, too.
Harry walked slowly back up to the grounds toward the castle through the crowd, many of whom shouted congratulations at him, but he felt a great sense of let-down; he had been sure that if Ron won the match, he and Hermione would be friends again immediately. He did not see how he could explain to Hermione that what she had done to offend Ron was kiss Viktor Krum, not when the offence had occured so long ago.

Harry looked into the corner she was indicating. There, in full view of the whole room, stood Ron wrapped so closely around Lavender Brown it was hard to tell whose hands were whose.
"It looks like he's eating her face, doesn't it?" said Ginny dispassionately. "But I suppose he's got to refine his technique somehow. Good game, Harry."
She patted him on the arm; Harry felt a swooping sensation in his stomach, but then she walked off to help herself to more Butterbeer. Crookshanks trotted after her, his yellow eyes fixed upon Arnold.
Harry turned away from Ron, who did not look like surfacing soon, just in time to see the portrait hole closing. With a sinking feeling he thought he saw a mane of bushy brown hair whipping out of sight.
He darted forwards, sidestepping Romilda Vane again, and pushed open the prtrait of the Fat lady. The corridor outside seemed to be deserted.
He found her in the first unlocked classroom he tried. She was sitting on the teacher's desk, alone except for a small ring of twittering yellow birds circling her head, which she had clearly just conjured out of midair. Harry could not help admiring her spellwork at a time like this.
"Oh, hello, Harry," she said in a brittle voice. "I was just practising."
"Yeah ... they're - er - really good ..." said Harry.
He had no idea what to say to her. He was just wondering whether there was any chance that she had not seen Ron, that she had merely left the room because the partu was a little too rowdy, when she said, in an unnaturally high-pitched voice, "Ron seems to be enjoying the celebrations."
"Er ... does he?" said Harry.
"Don't pretend you didn't see him," said Hermione. "He wasn't exactly hiding it, was -"
The door behind them burst open. To Harry's horror, Ron came in, laughing, pulling Lavender by the hand.
"Oh," he said, drawing up short at the sight of Harry and Hermione.
"Oops!" said Lavender, and she backed out of the room giggliing. The door swung shut behind her.
There was a horrible swelling, billowing silence. Hermione was staring at Ron, who refused to look at her, but said with an odd mixture of bravado and awkwardness, "Hi, Harry! Wondered where you'd got to!"
Hermione slid off the desk. The little flock of golden birds continued to twitter in circles around her head so that she looked like a strange, feathery model of the solar system.
"You shouldn't leave Lavender waiting outside," she said quietly. "She'll wonder where you've gone."
She walked very slowly and erectly towards the door. Harry glanced at Ron, who was looking relieved that nothing worse had happened.
"Oppugno!" came a shriek from the doorway.
Harry spun round to see Hermione pointing her want at Ron, her expression wold; the little flock of birds was speeding like a hail of fat golden bullets towards Ron, who yelped and covered his face with his hands, but the birds attacked, pecking and clawing at every bit of flesh they could reach.
"Gerremoffme! he yelled, but with one last look of vindictive fury, Hermione wrenched open the door and disappeared through it. Harry though he heard a sob before it slammed.
- Oh, poor, wronged Hermione.

Ron, whose hands still bore scratches and cuts from Hermione's bird attack, was taking a defensive and resentful tone.
"She can't complain," he told Harry. "She snogged Krum. So she found out someone who wants to snog me, too. Well, it's a free country. I haven't done anything wrong."
"Harry did not answer, but pretended to be absorbed in the book the were supposed to have read before Charms the following morning (Quintessence: A Quest). Determined as he was to remain friends with both Ron and Hermione, he was spending a lot of time with his mouth shut tight.
"I never promised Hermione anything," Ron mumbled. "I mean, all right, I was going to go to Slughorn's party with her, but she never said ... just as friends ... I'm a free agent ..."
Harry turned a page of Quintessence, aware that Ron was watching him. Ron's voice tailed away in mutters, barely audible over the loud crackling of the fire, though Harry thought he caught the words 'Krum' and 'can't complain' again.
Hermione's timetable was so full that Harry could only talk to her properly in the evenings, when Ron was in any case so tighly wrapped around Lavender that he did not notice what Harry was doing. Hermione refused to sit in the common room while Ron was there, which meant that their conversations were held in whispers.
"He's at perfect liberty to kiss whomever he likes," said Hermione, while the librarian, Madame Pince, proled the shelves behind them. "I really couldn't care less."
She raised her quill and dotted and 'i' so ferociously that she punctured a hole in her parchment.

"Told you," said Hermione succintly. "Sooner you ask someone, sooner you they'll all leave you alone and you cam-"
But her face suddenly turned blank; she had just spotted Ron and Lavender who were entwined in the same armchair.
"Well, goodnight, Harry," said Hermione, though it was only seven o'clock in the evening, and she left for the girls' dormitory without another word.

"... oh, hi, Hermione!"
Parvati positively beamed. Harry could tell that she was feeling guilty for having laughed at hermione in Transfiguration. He looked around and saw that Hermione was beaming back, if possible even more brightly. Girls were very strange sometimes.
"Hi, Parvati!" said Hermione, ingnoring Ron and Lavender completely. "Are you going to Slughorn's party tonight?"
"No invite," said Parvati gloomily. "I'd love to go, though, it sounds like it's going to be really good .. you're going, aren't you?"
"Yes, I'm meeting Cormac at eight and we're-"
There was a noise like a plunger being withdrawn from a blocked sink and Ron surfaces. Hermione actes as though she had not seen or heard anything.
"-we're going up to the party together."
"Cormac?" said Parvati. "Cormac McLaggen, you mean?"
"That's right," said Hermione sweetly. "The one who almost" she put a great deal of emphasis on the word, "became Gryffindor keeper."
"Are you going out with him, then?" asked Parvati, wide-eyed.
"Oh - yes - didn't you know?" said Hermione, with a most un-Hermione-ish giggle.
"No!" said Parvati, looking positively agog at this piece of gossip. "Wow, you like your Quidditch players, don't you? First Krum, then McLaggen ..."
"I like really good Quidditch players," Hermione corrected her, still smiling. "Well, see you ... got to go and get ready for the party ..."
She left. At once Lavender and Parvati put their heads together to discuss this new developement, with everything they had ever heard about McLaggen and all they had ever guessed about Hermione. Ron looked strangely blank and said nothing. Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge.
- Jealous much?

"Serves you right for coming with him [McLaggen]." he [Harry] told her severely.
"I thought he'd annoy Ron the most," said Hermione dispassionately.

"Well, yeah," said Ron. He hesitated a moment, then said, "Is Hermione really going out with McLaggen?"
"I dunno," said Harry. "They were at Slughorn's party together, but I don't think it went very well."
Ron looked slightly more cheerful as he delved deeper into his stocking.
- This cheers Ron up, even though he has a girlfriend.

Hermione gave an almost inaudible sniff. She had been exceptionally quiet all day. Having hurtled, white-faced, up to Harry outside the hospital wing and demanded to know what had happened, she had taken almost no part in Harry and Ginny's obsessive discussion about how Ron had been poisoned, but merelystood beside them, clench-jawed and frightened looking, until at last they had been allowed in to see him.
- Hermione is terrified at the thought of losing Ron.

"Then the poisoner didn't know Slughorn very well," said Hermione, speaking for the first time in hours and sounding as though she had a bad head-cold. "Anyone who knew Slughorn would have known there was a good chance he'd keep something that tasty for himself."
"Er-my-nee," croaked Ron unexpectedly from between them.
- HE'S SPEAKING HER NAME IN HIS SLEEP! OH GOD! You don't hear him croaking "'Arry", do you?

"If you don't want to go out with her any more, just tell her," said Harry.
"Yeah ... well ... it's not that easy, is it?" said Ron. He paused. "Hermione going to look in before the match?" he added casually.
"No, she's already gone down to the pitch with Ginny,"
"Oh, said Ron, looking rather glum. "Right. Well, good luck. Hope you hammer McLag- I mean, Smith."
- Ron is thinking of Hermione whilst talking of his girlfriend.

"Ah, no!" said Ron, staring horror-struck at the parchement. "Dont say I'll have to write the whole thing out again!"
"It's OK, we can fix it," said Hermione, pulling the essay towards her and taking out her wand.
"I love you, Hermione," said Ron, sinking back in his chair, rubbing his eyes weaily.
Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, "Don't let Lavender hear you saying that."
"I won't, said Ron into his hands. "Or maybe I will ... then she'll ditch me ..."
- Hermione wishes he did love her.. oh, but he does.

"Ron, you're making it snow," said Hermione patiently, grabbing his wrist and redirecting his wand away from the ceiling from which, sure enough, large white flakes had started to fall. Lavender Brown, Harry noticed, glared at Hermione from a neighboring table through very red eyes and Hermione immediately let go of Ron's arm.
"Oh yeah," said Ron, looking down at his shoulders in vague surprise. "Sorry ... looks like we've all got horrible dandruff now ..."
He brushed some of the fake snow off Hermione's shoulder. Lavender burst into tears. Ron looked immensly guilty and turned his back on her.
"We split up," he told Harry out of the corner of his mouth. Last night. When she saw me coming out of the dormitory with Hermione. Obviously she couldn't see you, so she thought it had just been the two of us."
"Ah," said Harry. "Well - you don't mind it's over, do you?"
"No," Ron admitted. "It was pretty bad while she was yelling, but at least I didn't have to finish it."
"Coward," said Hermione, though she looked amused.

They had one of their rare joint free periods after Charms and walked back to the common room together. Ron seemes to be positively light-hearted about the end of his relationshio with Lavender and Hermione seemed cheery, too, though when asked what she was grinning about she simply said, "It's a nice day."

Ron, he saw, was now holding Hermione and stroking her hair while she sobbed into his shoulder, tears dripping from his own long nose.
- I know you don't think this is valid, snowy, but it IS, and so I left it in.
New site 
08:25pm 18/01/2006
  To all those who still come:
the HMS coon died. however, I have a new non HP board, and need good members.
Check it out
Umm, layout? 
12:48am 16/01/2006
mood: blah
Am I the only one that thinks this community is crying out for a new layout? I mean, I'm LJ challenged. I use the S2 style, but even my journal is more readable than this. Maybe I'm just picky, but it would be nice to have a HP themed layout, no? Please change it, please. *begs with puppy dog eyes*
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The "All your base" version of the shipping conflict 
08:58pm 10/01/2006

Hey, I've decided to do an "All your base" version of the events in the shipping war. It's just an idea that sort of came to me. Hope you enjoy!


After HBP and the shipping issues that happened, some shippers got really pissed off with each other, and started flamewarring each other as part of a big shipping war.


In A.D. 2005
War was beginning.


Some Harmonians could not believe what they had just seen.


What happen ?


J.K. Rowling tried to make it out that the hints for R/Hr and H/G were obvious. In this case, "bomb" is another term for "anvil".


Somebody set up us the bomb.


Some shippers, fearing for what was to happen, tried to engage their "opposition" in friendly debates.


We get signal.
What !
Main screen turn on.


Some people, however, ended up getting such a negative reputation that they were instantly recognised on the forums they went on.


It's you !!


Of course, some canon shippers, and those who had argued against Harmony, really could not wait to gloat. Thus, they announced their arrival on opposing forums.


How are you gentlemen !!


The absolute defining moment of the shipping war, some Herons, Choclateers and other shippers celebrate victory.


All your base are belong to us.


At this point, it gets nasty. Some canon shippers are wanting to complete their victory with Harmony being shut down, whereas some Harmony shippers gloat at the possibility that JKR will write H/Hr in Book 7. Both imagine the wonderful prospect of trouncing their enemy.


You are on the way to destruction.


Both sides react with disbelief to each other's arguments.


What you say !!


So, some shippers from both sides of the conflict look forward to the time when Book 7 comes along, when the argument of what ship is valid will hopefully, finally be resolved.


You have no chance to survive make your time.


Some shippers of both sides, in the meantime, simply laugh at opposing arguements. And yes, this is how they laugh in Japan.


Ha Ha Ha Ha ....


But in the meantime, there are also shippers who seek to calm the situation, thereby disassociating themselves with shippers who shame them, and fight for "justice" so that there is cooperation within the fandom.


Captain !!
Take off every 'Zig'!!
You know what you doing.
Move 'Zig'.
For great justice.


01:29am 01/01/2006
  I was on TV (yes I know I am a hypocrite and a bad person.) but I was trying to find were ET was metioned. And I would like to make something clear: I AM NOT SNOWY. That post On my site was at a certain point (I believe it was when he made the four new petitions, either that or the Hermione poll) where I realized Snowy had to be fake. I didn't want any more people thinking he was real on my site.
BTW: you were on my site? well guess I can't really talk but whatever.
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Importance, Intelligence, and why Emerson's Thugs exists 
07:45pm 12/12/2005

Somebody shoot me if I mess this up.

Hey, I've visited this old community as it seems to update quite a few times now, and thought I would add my contribution.

Two really big topics of discussion have caught my eye while engaging in friendly conversation at TV (being someone who is reformed enough to know some of my actions have been wrong), are intelligence and importance. Namely, the intelligence that has been called into question about JK Rowling after HBP, and the importance of the books. I'd like to address this now.

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I hope this answers a few questions ;-)

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To Friends At Team Voldemort 
07:48pm 17/11/2005
mood: amused
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03:25pm 20/10/2005

The Online Triwizard Tournament - vote for us!
Despite the enormously high death toll in past tournaments, MuggleNet is participating in this year's Warner Brothers-sponsored Triwizard Tournament by Dissendium.com.

So what's this tournament all about? After registering on the site, you're sorted into one of three schools or houses: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons or Durmstrang. You earn points for your house by completing various tasks such as trivia and scavenger hunts.

For the past six months fans have been voting on which webmasters of which sites will be elected as one of three "School Captains," and I have had the honor of being nominated as MuggleNet's representative. The top three vote-getting webmasters will become captains of these schools, and the students of the schools will compete for their school's victory. So if you'd like to vote for me and spare the life of an innocent kitten, register for a PotterPass and vote here. Thanks, guys!
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Ok guys.  This is the first thing that Emerson has posted in who-knows-how-long.  So go do what he says.  *points* NOW!

x-posted! sorry if I spammed your friends list!

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My new HP forum!!! 
07:03pm 08/09/2005
  For those still checking here I have a new forum (LINK!!!) Including a good fight for sanity section! Be sure to check it out!  
11:11pm 05/09/2005
  Just letting anybody who checks this know that we think snowy might be stuck in Hurricane Katrina, since her last post was right before it hit New Orleans. Now although we don't like her, I'm sure you'll join me in hoping that she comes out of it alive. I don't wish bad things on other people, whether I like them or not, and I'm sure some of you guys feel the same way.  
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10:47am 02/09/2005

I know I said I was done but I have to put this in: Pumpkinhead said in his blog that he made this all up as a joke.



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08:50pm 01/09/2005
  Well, its over... I resigned earlier but I would like to say one more thing. Here lies a dead blog. If anyone would like to pick up where we left off fell free to. I would like to extend a inviitation to all the old members (Johnathan, MissTrish and such) that if you would like to pick this up again next summer........... I'll be waiting.  
Another leader resigning... 
06:35pm 02/09/2005
  MissTrish, Tiffi, and Jonathan have pretty much summed it up. With school rapidly approaching (I start the 6th), I won't be on the computer as much, and therefore will not be checking Snowy's petition, pumpkinhead's blog, and our awesome community.

I knew it had to happen, I think we all did. The only question was when. After Snowy was missing for about a week, I knew the end was near. What was once a hilarious example of the rabid, militant, delusional fans soon became a joke that got old fast.

Thanks for all the laughs this summer, and I wish everyone the best of luck in...the rest of their lives, I guess.

It was fun while it lasted.

So long, and goodnight,
Much love to all,
The End is Coming, though not yet... 
04:40pm 02/09/2005

A week ago, if you had asked me how I was feeling about all this, the whole shipping war that was going on, I would tell you: "It would be tiring if it weren't so funny." And let's face facts here, it WAS funny. Seeing the pathetic arguments of delusional, militant Harmony (or are they Dan/Emma?) shippers and how they desperately threw cheap insults at us because they had no arguments at all, and how we kept pressing forward and humiliating them further...ah my friends, it has been a joyous time. A time which has truly lit up what has otherwise been an incredibly dull summer holiday. 

But let's go back to my original statement: "It would be tiring if it weren't so funny." We now have to revert to sad truth, for now I feel that the reverse is true at this point: "If it weren't so tiring it would be funny."

Yes, it has come to this. My passionate material against Harmony shippers has dried up. My resolve to fight is near enough gone.

Even before Miss Trish handed over moderation of this site to everyone else, I too was considering packing all this in. For me, school starts again quite soon as well, and this means that I will almost certainly be here a lot less often. Plus, it seems like a more noble and right thing to do. We could have exhausted The Good Fight For Sanity and Emerson's Thugs to the ground, for I think that we would be continuing to fight a war which I feel that we have now already (if not won) have established ourselves as undefeatable. Caina's HrP forums have since made themselves Harmony-only after we anti-militants made our prescence felt there. She may have then got the HMS STFU banned, but this petty response only serves to illustrate that in the end, the battle was won. The HMS STFU achieved its purpose of defeating HMS Harmony.

Also, Snowy has not updated her website for a week, thus going AWOL again, and this time I feel that her absence is more permanent. She has grasped the reality of the situation and fled into her hidey-hole. Her petition may still grow, but Snowy has not been there to celebrate her "success" since the petition got past siggy 3600. Add this to the fact that the HMS Harmony forums (run by MEM) have their little hidey hole, we're more or less undefeatable.

Still, some enemies do remain. Team Voldemort is still an area which is just begging to be mocked due to the laughable stupidity of its content, HarryLovesHermione.com, what with its "Edited for stupidity" section, is just too good an opportunity to miss, and of course we have Mushy Pumpkinhead, his blog being the second funniest thing I've read (No prizes for guessing for the first funniest thing being). In the week I have before school starts, I'm gonna make it my mission to achieve victory over them, to crush them under my foot.

Another reason why I'm quitting is directly linked to HBP itself. The fact is, it's been OVER A MONTH since HBP was released, and that is pretty much how long the Good Fight for Sanity and Emerson's Thugs have been in existence. It's been a long while, but I think we can feel satisfied with what we achieved. In recognition of this achievement, it's obviously Party Time, and so, as I often said: BISCUITS FOR EVERYONE! (Distributed in GARGANTUAN qualities. It's the mother of "All you can eats" folks!)

Finally, as a special treat for you all, I'd like to tell the story of how I got involved in the Snowy bashing, and ended up finally having my name getting quite a few fans. This is gonna be quite long, so here's Part 1 for now:

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So this, at the moment, is not quite a farewell. However, when the farewell does come, it will state that I will miss you guys. You have made me laugh hugely.
Thank you.
06:04pm 01/09/2005
mood: nostalgic
All good things must come to an end ... as must evil things, like Voldemort, and snowy's reign of pathetic-ness.

I've a heck of a lot of laughs uniting in the face of militant delusion, but I guess now that everyone's trickling off, it's time for me to disappear too! Well, not completely. I'm addicted to Harry Potter Fandom, and there's absolutely no hope for an escape now ...

Hope you guys continue to enjoy the hilarity of Emerson, Potter Puppet Pals, the use of the word 'delusional', and, of course, the Harry Potter series. Duh. Oh, and if by some random freak of genetic engineering you're in Wellington, New Zealand at the time of Book 7's release, I'll be the teenage girl first in line at Whitcoulls. Gimme a wave, and I'll see if I have any crumpets to hand out.

Speaking of the un-banned Book 7, maybe I'll see some of you (in the cyberspace sense) in the sure to be controversial aftermath of that. Controversy in the form of the deaths, the true colours of Snape and Malfoy, rather than shipping ... the fandom will always be interesting, and I'll always be obsessed. Hehe.

Emerson's Thugs rock. And snowy will always be a somewhat sad existence - oh, and snowy? You'll never win. It's over. Watch your little petition fade into nothingness ... VICTORY! If I was some kind of cheerleader, I'd be breaking into a chant about now, but luckily I'm sure as hell not.

Lots of love for you all,
everyone's favourite sexy poodle,

*throws so many freakin' crumpets that the sheer weight of them unbalances the universe and a rift is caused in time and space, resulting in Tiffi's transformation into an Arabian goddess - but, that, kids, is a story so thrilling, that it  cannot be done justice here ...*

<~*•All Hail The Leaders Of The Good Fight For Sanity•#~>
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01:00pm 01/09/2005
  I have removed myself as maintainer of "Emerson's Thugs", and made everyone else maintainers.

I've had enough of this shipping wars business. Sure it's been fun, but it's getting old.

I'll lurk here from time to time, as well as over at the_hms_stfu and Fandom Wank (there will always be folks in fandom that need a good sporking, e.g. Snowy and pumpkinhead ;-)), but I'm a bit sick of this whole "Us versus HMS Harmony" thing we've got happening. It's boring.

Have fun with this little community when I'm gone, people.

(Platonic) Love to you all,
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10:17pm 31/08/2005
  Ok, I shouldn't have posted the stuff from teamvoldemort.com, and I do apologise to the maintainers of it. I was looking through some other stuff today, and instead of posting it here, I post the link instead.

Harry & Hermione "Forever Faithful" have a page dedicated to H/Hr Moments in the books. Just scroll down. Some of these are actually legit.

"Subtle Signs" have also got a thorough book moments section and even a movie moments section, at their website.

Harry Loves Hermione have also got comprehensive moments, over their site.

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pumpkinhead is back in action... 
05:19pm 31/08/2005
  ...latest update of pumpkinhead's blog is here. I must say, I'm really looking forward to his/her/their/its "essaying into the issue of True Love" (it's coming soon, apparently! Yay!). Enjoy!  
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