Love: An Irresistable Desire...HP Fanfic

Chapter 8:

Chapter 8: I Miss my Mind the Most

“Alright Hermione, the first rule when it comes to acting is this: Relax. You’re most likely not as bad as you think. Lying has the same concept.”

“But, I can’t lie well.”

“Oh, pish, of course you can.”

“No, I can’t.”

“Well, I’ll prove you wrong. Do you remember when it was your first year, and you went to the loo because my idiot of a brother said something to offend you? You were in there practically all day and then at dinner, that berk Quirrell told of the ‘troll, troll in the dungeons!’?” When Fred was saying this part about the troll, he had the same quavering voice as the pitiful Quirrell. “Harry and Ron came to save you since you didn’t know about the troll, and they defeated it all by themselves, the little firsties that you all were. McGonagall had a conniption when you said that it was your idea to go after the troll, thinking you could handle it, and that Harry and Ron only followed to help. Or something like that.”

“Yes, I remember that. But what’s your point?”

“You lied. To McGonagall. That’s a feat in itself.”

“So. I’ve lied to McGonagall many times.”

“And the truth comes out.”

“Like you never lied to McGonagall.”

Fred sighed. “I never did. That was always George. That witch scared the bloody hell outta me.”

“Oh.”

“You need to keep that a secret Hermione. No one else knows that. Besides George, of course.”

“I will.”

Oh dear, Fred had a secret. He was frightened of Minerva McGonagall. That woman, as harmless as a rabid rabbit. How embarrassing that would be to learn that you were afraid of that old witch.

“Alright. Moving on. Rule number two on acting. You have to know what the story, tale, lie, etcetera is about. That’s one of the easiest rules. Mostly because you already know the objective: fool my parents into thinking we really are dating.”

“Yes. Relax and know the tale. Next?”

“Rule number three: Don’t think about what will be asked later. Just think about what is going on and being asked now.”

“Relax, know the tale, and don’t anticipate the future. Okay. Got it.”

“Rule number four: really listen. Just pay attention to who you’re talking about and what.”

“Relax, know the tale, don’t anticipate the future and really listen.”

“Rule number five: be ready for whatever happens next. It can be unpredictable what will happen next.”

“Relax, know the tale, don’t anticipate the future, really listen, and expect anything. How many more rules are there?”

“Only two more. Now, rule number six: now we already discussed this, but know the objective. Technically, it the first one. Rule I mean.”

“Okay. Relax, know the tale, don’t anticipate the future, really listen, expect anything, and know the objective. What’s the last rule?”

“Trust yourself.”

“What?”

“Trust yourself.”

“Trust myself? I don’t trust myself! I’ll let it slip that I’m not really your girlfriend! That we’re only attached at the wrist and you don’t want your bloody pride diminished!”