Disclaimer, I do not own any of these characters at all. The Wonderful JK
Rowling does.
September 1st was Harry's favourite day of the year, it meant going back to Hogwarts his home. He had spent most of his holidays with the Weasley family. He had been playing Quidditch in the field. Ron and Harry had been shopping in the Muggle world and Ron had found it extremely confusing.
They were all sitting in a compartment and Hermione had put a black cloth over the door so nobody could see in or out. Ron and Hermione were playing Wizard Chess and after 15 defeats Harry could see that Hermione hated Wizard Chess. Hermione got up. "OK Ron I think we get the hint that you are way better at chess than I am," All Ron could do was laugh. "It isn't funny Ron, anyway I'm going to find Dean. I haven't spoken to him since I got on this train and he'll think something is going on if I don't go to find him." At that Hermione lifted the cloth up and opened the door and disappeared.
"So Harry do you want a go of Wizard Chess with me?" Ron asked.
"No thanks Ron, I don't feel like losing today," Harry replied.
"Suit Yourself." Ron put away his chess set and sat down and looked at Harry. Ron was obviously getting very bored as he was fidgeting and that's all Ron does when he's bored. "I'm going to find Fred and George to see what pranks they've played already on people." Again the cloth was lifted up but this time Ron disappeared.
The Train rattled as if it had never rattled before. Harry was sitting all alone He knew that Ron and Hermione wouldn't go off together because Hermione was going out with Dean. It was cold but very sunny and Harry was shivering. For some reason the window was open and however much he tried he couldn't get it to shut.
Harry pulled his trunk out from underneath his seat and opened it and got out his school cloak and wrapped it around him. He hated being alone but he knew he had to put up with it. He ate his sandwich, of Cheese and Pickle, made by Mrs Weasley and opened a book and began to read. The brightness of the Sun shone through the train windows and reflected from Harry's glasses onto the book he was reading.
All of a sudden another black cloth was put over the window and the window that was open slammed shut. He sat in complete darkness but it was only his cabin and since his door was covered with a piece of black cloth he couldn't see a thing.
He sat waiting and all of a sudden the door opened and he felt somebody sit beside him. "Ron is that you?" he heard complete silence "OK is it Hermione?" Still he heard no answer but felt the being move in front of him and hold his hand. This must have been a girl as the skin was so soft and looked after well but it was very cold. He could smell her, she smelt of roses. He had definitely smelt it before but he wasn't sure where.
He felt her move ever so closer and felt a kiss on his lips. The kiss lasted so long. After a while he began to think, her lips were very soft and tender. He knew straight away that he wanted this girl. All he had to do was find her. How hard was this going to be with a school of 280 pupils? 140 of which were girls.
All of a sudden he felt the hand leave his and the door slam shut and the lights come back on. Nothing had seemed to change only his feelings. He was in love with somebody he didn't even know.
He sat there thinking. Who would have the courage to do this? He thought of girls he knew: Ginny, no she didn't have such cold hands and never smelt like that. Hermione, why would she? She was going out with Dean and was very happy. Lavender, no she fancied Ron, even though she had never admitted to it he knew it, he could see it in her eyes. Pavati, maybe but she never showed that she felt this way towards Harry. Cho, maybe she did feel this way but Harry didn't want to think about it. Pansey, she was a Slytherin and hated the sight of Harry fullstop. He kept thinking but no other girl came to him at all.
He began to read his book again and all of a sudden Ron and Hermione entered together. "Harry what's up?" asked Ron looking at Harry
"Nothing, really. When you were out my lights went completely off and a girl came in and kissed me."
"What?" asked Hermione going a very slight shade of pink. "You heard the first time!"
"Harry? Is this yours?" asked Ron holding up a letter. On the envelope it read To Harry.
"You really think I'd write to myself Ron?" Harry said, obviously getting a bit angry.
He grabbed the letter and opened it. This must have taken ages to write, as it was bits of magazine and newspaper all cut out writing a letter to Harry. This person obviously wanted to keep her identity a secret. It read:
Dear Harry, I'm very sorry if I scared you today but I wanted you to know that somebody does love you. Lots of Love ? xx
He looked at it again and folded it up and put it into his pocket. He had to find out who this person was and soon.
September 1st was Harry's favourite day of the year, it meant going back to Hogwarts his home. He had spent most of his holidays with the Weasley family. He had been playing Quidditch in the field. Ron and Harry had been shopping in the Muggle world and Ron had found it extremely confusing.
They were all sitting in a compartment and Hermione had put a black cloth over the door so nobody could see in or out. Ron and Hermione were playing Wizard Chess and after 15 defeats Harry could see that Hermione hated Wizard Chess. Hermione got up. "OK Ron I think we get the hint that you are way better at chess than I am," All Ron could do was laugh. "It isn't funny Ron, anyway I'm going to find Dean. I haven't spoken to him since I got on this train and he'll think something is going on if I don't go to find him." At that Hermione lifted the cloth up and opened the door and disappeared.
"So Harry do you want a go of Wizard Chess with me?" Ron asked.
"No thanks Ron, I don't feel like losing today," Harry replied.
"Suit Yourself." Ron put away his chess set and sat down and looked at Harry. Ron was obviously getting very bored as he was fidgeting and that's all Ron does when he's bored. "I'm going to find Fred and George to see what pranks they've played already on people." Again the cloth was lifted up but this time Ron disappeared.
The Train rattled as if it had never rattled before. Harry was sitting all alone He knew that Ron and Hermione wouldn't go off together because Hermione was going out with Dean. It was cold but very sunny and Harry was shivering. For some reason the window was open and however much he tried he couldn't get it to shut.
Harry pulled his trunk out from underneath his seat and opened it and got out his school cloak and wrapped it around him. He hated being alone but he knew he had to put up with it. He ate his sandwich, of Cheese and Pickle, made by Mrs Weasley and opened a book and began to read. The brightness of the Sun shone through the train windows and reflected from Harry's glasses onto the book he was reading.
All of a sudden another black cloth was put over the window and the window that was open slammed shut. He sat in complete darkness but it was only his cabin and since his door was covered with a piece of black cloth he couldn't see a thing.
He sat waiting and all of a sudden the door opened and he felt somebody sit beside him. "Ron is that you?" he heard complete silence "OK is it Hermione?" Still he heard no answer but felt the being move in front of him and hold his hand. This must have been a girl as the skin was so soft and looked after well but it was very cold. He could smell her, she smelt of roses. He had definitely smelt it before but he wasn't sure where.
He felt her move ever so closer and felt a kiss on his lips. The kiss lasted so long. After a while he began to think, her lips were very soft and tender. He knew straight away that he wanted this girl. All he had to do was find her. How hard was this going to be with a school of 280 pupils? 140 of which were girls.
All of a sudden he felt the hand leave his and the door slam shut and the lights come back on. Nothing had seemed to change only his feelings. He was in love with somebody he didn't even know.
He sat there thinking. Who would have the courage to do this? He thought of girls he knew: Ginny, no she didn't have such cold hands and never smelt like that. Hermione, why would she? She was going out with Dean and was very happy. Lavender, no she fancied Ron, even though she had never admitted to it he knew it, he could see it in her eyes. Pavati, maybe but she never showed that she felt this way towards Harry. Cho, maybe she did feel this way but Harry didn't want to think about it. Pansey, she was a Slytherin and hated the sight of Harry fullstop. He kept thinking but no other girl came to him at all.
He began to read his book again and all of a sudden Ron and Hermione entered together. "Harry what's up?" asked Ron looking at Harry
"Nothing, really. When you were out my lights went completely off and a girl came in and kissed me."
"What?" asked Hermione going a very slight shade of pink. "You heard the first time!"
"Harry? Is this yours?" asked Ron holding up a letter. On the envelope it read To Harry.
"You really think I'd write to myself Ron?" Harry said, obviously getting a bit angry.
He grabbed the letter and opened it. This must have taken ages to write, as it was bits of magazine and newspaper all cut out writing a letter to Harry. This person obviously wanted to keep her identity a secret. It read:
Dear Harry, I'm very sorry if I scared you today but I wanted you to know that somebody does love you. Lots of Love ? xx
He looked at it again and folded it up and put it into his pocket. He had to find out who this person was and soon.