"What are you writing?", she asks in a whisper, with her head laying on her hand, staying propped up by her elbow, across the table from me. Can't be too loud in the Library, after all. Her eyes are on me. She has the tiniest hint of a smirk laid out on her lips. Those eyes. Those warm, caramel eyes that make me feel as if I could melt right into the ground, every time they're on me. She's told me before that she loves watching me do my homework, only because it's such a rare thing for me to put forth effort into something. She likes seeing me try, even when I know that it won't make a difference. I'm not stupid; I just don't have a flow when it comes to certain subjects. Potions is one of them.
"Snape assigned a generous amount of work that needs to be done by the end of this week. I'm trying to put at least a dent in it, before the end of today." She makes it so difficult to concentrate, especially when I can feel her gaze upon me. As if doing this work isn't hard enough. Must she always be the first to complete all of her assignments, without a flaw in them? I guess I can't complain, since I know I love it when she keeps her attention on me.
I can't read her. I'm constantly unsure if she even feels remotely the same as I do. I wonder if she longs for me, the way I do for her. I wonder if she dreams about me on a nightly basis. She's told me before that she fancies girls, but that doesn't necessarily include me. We've been friends for a long time. Ever since I was in my second year. It's been four years since then. Funny how after all that time, I still can't figure her out. What I would do to know what's going through her head, even for just this moment. I can't ask her about it, either. What if she chooses to stop being my friend because she doesn't feel the same way about me? That's too much of a risk for me, so I keep all these thoughts to myself. "You could help, you know..." I tell her, in a fake agitated tone. I look up at her, and all she does is stare back at me. After a short moment, she says, "No Ginny, I think you've got everything under control.", before giving out a soft chuckle.
"For being brilliant, you're kind of useless." She perked one of her eyebrows. Ah, I love getting reactions out of her. I just looked back down at my paper, trying not to smile. I failed. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her sit up straight, then cross her arms over her chest. I wonder what she's going to say now. Knowing her, it'll be something ridiculously witty.
"Alright then, since we don't have class tomorrow, how about we work on this assignment of yours all night? Will that be of any help to you?" I felt my heart jump a few beats faster. I wasn't expecting that. She's never offered to help me with my work, since she found it 'so cute' that I could do it on my own. Though, Potion's isn't exactly the first thing that pops into my mind when 'Hermione' and 'night' are put into the same sentence. Stupid pervert, put your focus back on what's in front of you.
"Would you really?" I said with a smile, without looking up from my parchment. Smooth... "So we'll meet back here, after dinner, deal?" Hermione stood from her chair, and said, before turning to leave, "Deal." I watched her walk off, behind a row of books, looking back at me with a smile, before disappearing. I blushed. She caught me watching her leave. She must know at this point that I was forcing myself to show as little attention to her as possible. Because regular friends don't just stare at each other instead of trying to concentrate on homework, right..?
I let out a deep sigh as I ran a hand through my hair, to get the strands out of my face. I'm acting like an idiot. Why can't I just be myself around her? Because that'd probably scare her off... Wise words, coming from an obsessed mind. Let's just hope I don't do anything stupid, that I'll end up regretting tonight. I've managed to hold everything back for this long. I don't want her to change her mind about ever helping me out again. For the sake of my grades, and my heart. Don't let yourself down, Ginny. Whatever you do, don't you dare let yourself down...