I look at him and wonder!
I look at him and wonder why… Is it his humor or his temper? Those bright blue eyes which always sparkle with adventure, or the way his ears turns red when embarrassed? That crooked grin which makes my heart skip a beat, or those annoying fights that he drags me into with just a word? I have no idea why I fell head-over-heels in love over a boy who I myself described to "have an emotional range of a tea-spoon". Sighhh!
I look at him and wonder when… When did I stop viewing him as my "Other Best Friend who is a tad annoying" and start seeing him as the most charming and handsome wizard I have ever seen? When did his bluntness become endearing and his insecurities adorable? When did his unreasonable arguments with me, which used to make me want to tear my hair out in frustration, become the one source of complete bliss just because I got his undivided attention then? I am either ridiculously in love or severely out of my mind!
I look at him and wonder how… How is it that me, Hermione Granger, The brightest witch of my year at Hogwarts, is rendered speechless when I see him coming into the common room, all drenched by the pouring rain outside, with his brilliant red hair sopping wet and falling over his eyes? How did he change my take on my Prince Charming (who I previously dreamt of having gorgeous dark hair with dark eyes full of the secrets of his past and a silent but mysterious personality) just like that, with just one of his goofy laughs.
Ginny nudges me on the side and I wake up, as if from a trance. She raises her eyebrows at me and whispers teasingly, "Dreaming about my brother, huh, Mione?". I blush and glance away from where I have been unconsciously gazing at all this time. I pick up my quill and try to force my mind into finishing my Arithmancy homework and not look towards the sofa across the room where Ron and Harry had been playing Wizarding Chess for the past half-hour.
I sigh and wonder why not, someday…