Riddle Me This

Chapter 30

Catherine's POV

When I met up with Hermione a few days later, I was going to tell her about what had happened back in the Slytherin dorms, but she seemed a little off.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" I asked. She didn't say anything, but she looked so upset. My eyes narrowed. "Did Krum do something to you? I'll bloody well hex him if-"

"It wasn't him." Hermione snapped immediately. I was taken aback a bit, but quickly recovered.

"Then who am I hexing? I mean it Hermione, no one gets to make you this upset without some form of punishment. You're my best friend." I said. Hermione gave a deep sigh.

"Ron. He ruined my evening at the ball." Hermione admitted quietly. "Making comments on how Viktor was too old for me and such rubbish." I took a deep breath.

"Didn't he try to ask Fleur out not even a week before?" I asked through clenched teeth. Hermione nodded, a small tear running down her face. I immediately pulled her into a hug. "Don't listen to him, Hermione. He's a boy, and boys are stupid. He'll get over being jealous, and then he'll ask for your forgiveness, and once his head's been removed from his arse, properly ask you out." Hermione blushed dark enough to match her Gryffindor reds.

"W-Well what about you and Malfoy." She shot back. I smiled softly and blushed, though not as deeply and more of a shy pink. This caused Hermione to stop and smile a bit. "He asked you out?" I shook my head. "You asked him?" I shook my head again. She looked confused.

"That night was just almost perfect. I don't think he's ever called me beautiful before. And at the end of the night." I sighed.

"He kissed you?" Hermoine asked, bouncing a little excitedly, her previous stressors seeming to be completely ignored.

"Sort of. It was only on the back of the hand, but-"

"Oh Cat, that's marvelous!" She said, hugging me tightly and giggling. "You'll have him within the month, end of the year at the latest." I blushed more.

"Well, I mean..." I giggled. "That would be great." We giggled a little more. I saw Ron and quickly sent out a tripping jynx, causing a beautiful fall into a snow drift. The laughs had Hermione turning to see what happened, and she huffed.

"Which Slytherin did it this time?" Hermoine asked, scanning around. I tapped her shoulder to get her attention.

"Remember our previous conversation. The one that involved hexing. I decided that since he's your friend, a simple tripping jynx will do." She gently hit my arm.

"Cat." She sassed. I shrugged.

"I promised. Just be happy it was in snow bank and not a flight of stairs, because the thought has crossed my mind a few times." I admitted. Hermione narrowed her eyes playful and I shrugged again. "I'm a Slytherin, it's a thing we do. At least I'm doing it for a friend and not to be a pretentious arse." Hermione laughed again and as we went to go to the library, I may have tripped Ron again once he was standing, just for good measure.

The second task of the tournament came, and we were brought to staging over the Black Lake. I hummed as I looked down into the water.

"What are you looking for, Cat?" Pansy asked.

"Well, I was wondering if we'd see Slytherin common rooms, but that's silly to think considering how far out we are. I'm also sort of wondering how everything's going to go." I hummed.

"You should probably pay more attention on not being knocked over the edge than where the common room is." Daphne said, grabbing the back of my shirt and pulling me back since a group of passing students did nearly knock me over the edge.