RP: Breakfast & Conversation
Date: Sunday, January 29, 1999
Characters: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter
Location: Grimmauld, Other
Status: Private
Summary: Breakfast and conversation
Completion: Complete
After staying up too late reading, it was a nice surprise that sleep had been relatively restful. Hermione was used to the bad dreams, and the really bad nightmares didn't happen every night, so it seemed that things were approving in time. It was good, really, to be able to see proof of that in her own sleeping habits. She needed to work towards sleeping more hours, to be more normal in that schedule, but she had never needed that many hours of sleep to be functional, even as a child. She had often read after going to bed at a traditional time during Hogwarts, after all.
It was Sunday, which meant a day of relaxing and a morning spent with Harry. That was one routine that hadn't changed in months, and she was glad. Even with the tension and awkwardness that had existed all month, they still spent Sundays together. Last Sunday had added to the confusion, with the news that he didn't think of her like a sister, a simple statement that had messed up a lot of her analysis. She had thought about it some this week, but she still didn't have any real conclusions as to why, then, the chaste kiss on the roof had made things strange.
It really came down to two possibilities, despite all her hours of thinking and lists that she'd made. The fact that she'd actually made lists a couple of weeks ago regarding the issue was probably proof that she needed a new hobby. Still, she could only think of two main reasons that he'd have been awkward in that way since. He either didn't like the idea of exchanging an intimate kiss with someone he considered just a friend or he had confusing feelings like she did and didn't want to have to figure them out. In a way, it didn't matter which option was correct because things had already changed between them without them even realizing it.
There was also a chance that she hadn't thought of other options, which was why she wanted to think more on the subject and just see how things continued to be between them. It wasn't that she was scared of finding out whether he would always only think of her as his best friend or if there was something more complicated developing between them. It would be silly to be afraid of something like that, especially when he had no idea that she was feeling this way towards him.
Knowing that he wouldn't ever feel that way would be good, really, because then she could try to deal with this and eventually move on. However, the slight chance that maybe the reason things were weird was due to the non-platonic feelings that he might be having would make everything completely different and so much would be at risk. She had gone through that with Ron, and almost lost one of her best friends. She couldn't lose Harry, especially not over hormones and infatuation. Alright, so maybe she was a coward for not confronting this whatever between them, but that one declaration of not considering her a sister, threw all of her conclusions into the rubbish and changed things once again.
Once she had spent an hour working with Sam and exercising, she went upstairs to take a shower. NEWTs were starting in a week, there was some crazy woman writing letters to the Prophet, work was finishing in a few weeks, and there was just so much up in the air right now that she couldn't really feel bad for taking the cowards way out when it came to her relationship with Harry. Confronting things right now wouldn't do any good. Whatever happened would happen, and she knew better than most that emotions couldn't be organized or controlled. So, she should just stop thinking about it and trying to analyze it and let it go.
And that was easier said than done. It was just too risky, regardless of what was happening, and she knew it was better to stop over-thinking everything. For all she knew, this awkwardness was due to her being so weird and thinking too much, and Harry actually was reacting to that instead of anything else. It made sense. After her shower, she went downstairs and put a pot of coffee on. Kreacher wasn't around, so she decided that she might make something for breakfast. Harry should be up soon, if he wasn't already, and Ron would be hungry when he was up later.
Characters: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter
Location: Grimmauld, Other
Status: Private
Summary: Breakfast and conversation
Completion: Complete
After staying up too late reading, it was a nice surprise that sleep had been relatively restful. Hermione was used to the bad dreams, and the really bad nightmares didn't happen every night, so it seemed that things were approving in time. It was good, really, to be able to see proof of that in her own sleeping habits. She needed to work towards sleeping more hours, to be more normal in that schedule, but she had never needed that many hours of sleep to be functional, even as a child. She had often read after going to bed at a traditional time during Hogwarts, after all.
It was Sunday, which meant a day of relaxing and a morning spent with Harry. That was one routine that hadn't changed in months, and she was glad. Even with the tension and awkwardness that had existed all month, they still spent Sundays together. Last Sunday had added to the confusion, with the news that he didn't think of her like a sister, a simple statement that had messed up a lot of her analysis. She had thought about it some this week, but she still didn't have any real conclusions as to why, then, the chaste kiss on the roof had made things strange.
It really came down to two possibilities, despite all her hours of thinking and lists that she'd made. The fact that she'd actually made lists a couple of weeks ago regarding the issue was probably proof that she needed a new hobby. Still, she could only think of two main reasons that he'd have been awkward in that way since. He either didn't like the idea of exchanging an intimate kiss with someone he considered just a friend or he had confusing feelings like she did and didn't want to have to figure them out. In a way, it didn't matter which option was correct because things had already changed between them without them even realizing it.
There was also a chance that she hadn't thought of other options, which was why she wanted to think more on the subject and just see how things continued to be between them. It wasn't that she was scared of finding out whether he would always only think of her as his best friend or if there was something more complicated developing between them. It would be silly to be afraid of something like that, especially when he had no idea that she was feeling this way towards him.
Knowing that he wouldn't ever feel that way would be good, really, because then she could try to deal with this and eventually move on. However, the slight chance that maybe the reason things were weird was due to the non-platonic feelings that he might be having would make everything completely different and so much would be at risk. She had gone through that with Ron, and almost lost one of her best friends. She couldn't lose Harry, especially not over hormones and infatuation. Alright, so maybe she was a coward for not confronting this whatever between them, but that one declaration of not considering her a sister, threw all of her conclusions into the rubbish and changed things once again.
Once she had spent an hour working with Sam and exercising, she went upstairs to take a shower. NEWTs were starting in a week, there was some crazy woman writing letters to the Prophet, work was finishing in a few weeks, and there was just so much up in the air right now that she couldn't really feel bad for taking the cowards way out when it came to her relationship with Harry. Confronting things right now wouldn't do any good. Whatever happened would happen, and she knew better than most that emotions couldn't be organized or controlled. So, she should just stop thinking about it and trying to analyze it and let it go.
And that was easier said than done. It was just too risky, regardless of what was happening, and she knew it was better to stop over-thinking everything. For all she knew, this awkwardness was due to her being so weird and thinking too much, and Harry actually was reacting to that instead of anything else. It made sense. After her shower, she went downstairs and put a pot of coffee on. Kreacher wasn't around, so she decided that she might make something for breakfast. Harry should be up soon, if he wasn't already, and Ron would be hungry when he was up later.