"Erm.." in OOtP (Vampire!Snape whose side you on NOw?)

[M.Clifford]

No: HPFGUIDX 125372



Ok now knowing that JKR *wrote* the "Erm.. I don't think so." answer 
to Vampire!Snape I decided to do a little research.

So far A quick skip through OOtP reveals TWO meanings of Erm... in 
JKR's writing.

So here it is folks The OOtP verdict on "Erm.. I don't think so."

Jo is either VERY nervous.

Or

She is ummm telling a little white lie.

Look below to see the evidence for yourself.

Valky


'Harry?' said Hermione tentatively.
'Well done, Hermione,' said Harry, so heartily it did not sound like 
his voice at all, and, still not looking at her, 'brilliant. 
Prefect. Great.'
Thanks,' said Hermione. 'Erm - Harry - could I borrow Hedwig so I 
can tell Mum and Dad? They'll be really pleased - I mean prefect is 
something they can understand.'


Cho had called him brave
 she did not hate him for being alive

Of course, she had preferred Cedric, he knew that
 though if he'd 
only asked her to the Ball before Cedric had, things might have 
turned out differently
 she had seemed sincerely sorry that she'd 
had to refuse when Harry asked her

'Morning,' Harry said brightly to Ron and Hermione as he joined them 
at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall.
'What are you looking so pleased about?' said Ron, eyeing Harry in 
surprise.
'Erm
 Quidditch later,' said Harry happily, pulling a large platter 
of bacon and eggs towards him.


'Harry,' she said timidly, 'don't you see? This
 this is exactly why 
we need you
 we need to know what it's r-really like
 facing him
 
facing V-Voldemort.'
It was the first time she had ever said Voldemort's name and it was 
this, more than anything else, that calmed Harry. Still breathing 
hard, he sank back into his chair, becoming aware as he did so that 
his hand was throbbing horribly again. He wished he had not smashed 
the bowl of Murtlap essence.
'Well
 think about it,' said Hermione quietly. 'Please?'
Harry could not think of anything to say. He was feeling ashamed of 
his outburst already. He nodded, hardly aware of what he was 
agreeing to.
Hermione stood up.
'Well, I'm off to bed,' she said, in a voice that was clearly as 
natural as she could make it. 'Erm
 night.'


'Er,' said Hermione, her voice slightly higher than usual out of 
nerves. 'Well - er - hi.'
The group focused its attention on her instead, though eyes 
continued to dart back regularly to Harry.
'Well
 erm
 well, you know why you're here. Erm
 well, Harry here 
had the idea - I mean' (Harry had thrown her a sharp look) 'I had 
the idea.


'Well, I on'y jus' got back,' said Hagrid, waving an enormous hand 
at the haversack. 'Maybe someone came ter call earlier an' I 
missed 'em.'
'There are no footsteps leading away from your cabin door.'
'Well, I
 I  don' know why that'd be
' said Hagrid, tugging 
nervously at his beard and again glancing towards the corner where 
Harry, Ron and Hermione stood, as though asking for help. 'Erm
'


Oh, don' you worry abou' that, I've got a great load o' lessons 
planned,' said Hagrid enthusiastically, scooping up his dragon steak 
from the table and slapping it over his eye again. 'I've bin keepin' 
a couple o' creatures saved fer yer OWL year; you wait, they're 
somethin' really special.'
'Erm
 special in what way?' asked Hermione tentatively


Hermione had tears of fury in her eyes now.
'You hag, you evil hag!' she whispered, as Umbridge walked towards 
Pansy Parkinson. 'I know what you're doing, you awful, twisted, 
vicious -'
'Erm
 anyway,' said Hagrid, clearly struggling to regain the flow of 
his lesson, 'so - Thestrals. Yeah. Well, there's loads o' good stuff 
abou' them
'


And what do you think of them?' she said, waving her stubby hand at 
the horses, who by now had stripped a great deal of the carcass down 
to bone.
'Erm,' said Neville nervously, with a glance at Hagrid. Well, 
they're
 er
 OK
"
'Students
 are
 too
 intimidated
 to
 admit
 they
 are
 frightened,' 
muttered Umbridge, making another note on her clipboard.


'Yeah, not bad,' said Harry.
'Mine was pretty quiet,' said Cho. For some reason, she was looking 
rather embarrassed. 'Erm
 there's another Hogsmeade trip next month, 
did you see the notice?'
'What? Oh, no, I haven't checked the noticeboard since I got back.'


'I've been meaning to ask you for ages
 did Cedric - did he - in - 
in - mention me at all before he died?'
This was the very last subject on earth Harry wanted to discuss, and 
least of all with Cho.
'Well - no -' he said quietly. There - there wasn't time for him to 
say anything. Erm
 so
 d'you
 d'you get to see a lot of Quidditch in 
the holidays? You support the Tornados, right?'


The wrap:

Nervous = 5 times
Lying = 4 times

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