Disclaimer: Obviously, I do not own any of the Harry Potter stuff, or else
this story would be published, and not on the internet.
It was the first day at Hogwarts, and everyone was excited to see their friends. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger were all greeting each other after not seeing each other all summer. Hermione gave Harry a big hug, and then gave Ron a handshake. When the reunion was finished, all of the students went to the Great Hall for the feast. In the Great Hall, Harry refused to sit down. He was absorbed in looking around for some one or something. Neither Hermione nor Ron knew what he was looking for. Suddenly a huge smile appeared on Harry's face as he saw his crush, Charisma. Charisma was a medium height young woman in Gryfindor, with shoulder length brown hair and hazel colored eyes that sparkled and shone with radiance and beauty. Both Harry and Charisma were 5th years. Harry shouted to Charisma, "Charisma! Come sit by us! There's an empty seat right here, between me and Hermione!" Charisma came over and sat down next to the handsome boy. Hermione scowled at her behind her back. Nobody knew that Hermione liked Harry, but everybody knew that Harry liked Charisma. She turned to Ron, who was sitting on the other side of her. She motioned to him that she had to tell him a secret. "I have to tell you something, but promise you won't say anything to anybody! Especially Harry!" she whispered sharply. Ron nodded quickly. "I like Harry, not only as a friend, but I really like him!" she said. Ron just sat there dumbstruck. "You won't tell, right?" she asked again. Ron whispered back, "Of course not!" Hermione looked over at Charisma, and then back at Ron. Ron knew what she was worried about. Back at the common room, Harry was lying on the couch daydreaming. Ron came up and sat next to his feet. Harry looked up at him and smiled casually. Ron had an uneasy look on his face. "What is wrong?" Harry asked. Ron didn't know how to answer, "Umm. well. I found out something that is really weighing on my mind I guess." Harry seemed instantly interested. "Is it about Charisma?" he inquired. "Well. sorta." Ron answered back, "I'm really not supposed to tell you." Harry sulked back to laying down. "Isn't she great?" Ron smiled and replied, "Yeah, Hermione sure is great." Harry popped up in surprise, "Hermione? You like Hermione?" Ron instantly turned bright red. He looked around. Harry had said that so loud, the entire room full of people had heard, luckily, Hermione was in the library. "Well. maybe just a little. it's not like I have a chance with her. I mean, she totally likes you!" Ron said much quieter than Harry had. Suddenly, Ron's face dropped, "Oops," he whispered remorsefully. In the library, Hermione was researching the growth of skrewts, or at least that's what she was pretending to be doing. Really, she was just sulking in her own sorrow. She glanced at the next table. Draco Malfoy was sitting there. She rubbed her eyes and looked again. She wasn't dreaming, Draco was actually in the library. Instantly, she suspected that he was up to something. Then a beautiful 5th year came and sat down next to him. So that was why he was in the library, because of some girl. Hermione recognized her. Her name was Kiya; she was a Slytherin pure blood with really long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Most of the Slytherins had a crush on her, but it seemed like she was infatuated with Draco. She started talking and laughing with him, then to Hermione's disbelief, they kissed! All of the romance around her made her even more depressed. She gathered her stuff and left to the common room. As she walked in, every one grew silent and watched her walk over the couch where Ron and Harry were seated. Ron looked guilty, and Harry was staring at the floor. "Oh God!" Hermione blurted as she ran to her dorm. Harry looked at Ron, and Ron looked at Harry. They got up without a word and both went separate ways. Harry got into his pajamas and crawled into his bed, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. He liked Charisma, Hermione liked him, Ron liked Hermione, and next he would probably find out that Charisma liked Ron. He tried to brush the thought from his mind, besides, who in their right minds would like Ron?
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It was the first day at Hogwarts, and everyone was excited to see their friends. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger were all greeting each other after not seeing each other all summer. Hermione gave Harry a big hug, and then gave Ron a handshake. When the reunion was finished, all of the students went to the Great Hall for the feast. In the Great Hall, Harry refused to sit down. He was absorbed in looking around for some one or something. Neither Hermione nor Ron knew what he was looking for. Suddenly a huge smile appeared on Harry's face as he saw his crush, Charisma. Charisma was a medium height young woman in Gryfindor, with shoulder length brown hair and hazel colored eyes that sparkled and shone with radiance and beauty. Both Harry and Charisma were 5th years. Harry shouted to Charisma, "Charisma! Come sit by us! There's an empty seat right here, between me and Hermione!" Charisma came over and sat down next to the handsome boy. Hermione scowled at her behind her back. Nobody knew that Hermione liked Harry, but everybody knew that Harry liked Charisma. She turned to Ron, who was sitting on the other side of her. She motioned to him that she had to tell him a secret. "I have to tell you something, but promise you won't say anything to anybody! Especially Harry!" she whispered sharply. Ron nodded quickly. "I like Harry, not only as a friend, but I really like him!" she said. Ron just sat there dumbstruck. "You won't tell, right?" she asked again. Ron whispered back, "Of course not!" Hermione looked over at Charisma, and then back at Ron. Ron knew what she was worried about. Back at the common room, Harry was lying on the couch daydreaming. Ron came up and sat next to his feet. Harry looked up at him and smiled casually. Ron had an uneasy look on his face. "What is wrong?" Harry asked. Ron didn't know how to answer, "Umm. well. I found out something that is really weighing on my mind I guess." Harry seemed instantly interested. "Is it about Charisma?" he inquired. "Well. sorta." Ron answered back, "I'm really not supposed to tell you." Harry sulked back to laying down. "Isn't she great?" Ron smiled and replied, "Yeah, Hermione sure is great." Harry popped up in surprise, "Hermione? You like Hermione?" Ron instantly turned bright red. He looked around. Harry had said that so loud, the entire room full of people had heard, luckily, Hermione was in the library. "Well. maybe just a little. it's not like I have a chance with her. I mean, she totally likes you!" Ron said much quieter than Harry had. Suddenly, Ron's face dropped, "Oops," he whispered remorsefully. In the library, Hermione was researching the growth of skrewts, or at least that's what she was pretending to be doing. Really, she was just sulking in her own sorrow. She glanced at the next table. Draco Malfoy was sitting there. She rubbed her eyes and looked again. She wasn't dreaming, Draco was actually in the library. Instantly, she suspected that he was up to something. Then a beautiful 5th year came and sat down next to him. So that was why he was in the library, because of some girl. Hermione recognized her. Her name was Kiya; she was a Slytherin pure blood with really long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Most of the Slytherins had a crush on her, but it seemed like she was infatuated with Draco. She started talking and laughing with him, then to Hermione's disbelief, they kissed! All of the romance around her made her even more depressed. She gathered her stuff and left to the common room. As she walked in, every one grew silent and watched her walk over the couch where Ron and Harry were seated. Ron looked guilty, and Harry was staring at the floor. "Oh God!" Hermione blurted as she ran to her dorm. Harry looked at Ron, and Ron looked at Harry. They got up without a word and both went separate ways. Harry got into his pajamas and crawled into his bed, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. He liked Charisma, Hermione liked him, Ron liked Hermione, and next he would probably find out that Charisma liked Ron. He tried to brush the thought from his mind, besides, who in their right minds would like Ron?
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