Awooooooooo! My dear readers the Lone Wolf is back on fanfiction once more! I know what you're thinking "But Lone Wolf you keep leaving and coming back and leaving and coming back" well my dear readers sometimes a writer's block is coupled with procrastination, I never post what I am personally happy with. If I hate my work others love it. So here we go again with another from the Potter chronicles. Enjoy!
Smoke and Broken Mirrors
Chapter 1: Smoke without fire
Not for the first time that day Hermione huffed at Ron as he once more attempted to read her notes.
"How do you ever expect to learn if you keep pestering me to do the work for you?" she whispered irritated. Ron looked at her in horror.
"You expect us to learn this rubbish?" he asked incredulously.
"Shut up" Harry hissed already sporting a head ache and a disgruntled attitude towards the day's progression. Ron and Hermione fell silent of their bickering and went back to their notes.
After a few more minutes the bell rang out signaling the end of their lessons for the day, Ron and Hermione stared pointedly at their belongings the tension between them could have been cut with a knife. Harry sighed and led the trio out of their History of Magic classroom and headed downstairs towards the great hall. The smells of freshly roasted chicken and various other foods of delight wafted towards them. With the exception of Ron whom seemed blissfully unaware of the first years he ploughed through in his pursuit for food. Both Harry and Hermione quickly followed Ron's devastation into the great hall and took their seats. Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas were having a heated discussion by the time the food appeared magically.
"I'm telling you I'm certain he is who else would garden so much and not talk about girls if he wasn't" Seamus claimed fiercely.
"But we've known him what nearly six years now and he just seem the type" Dean argued calmly.
"Look if he isn't then why is it when we talk about the girls we'd like to get into does he suddenly claims to be tired?" Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust at Seamus's remark.
"Because he's shy and doesn't particularly like talking about girls like that because he gets embarrassed." Dean countered.
"Oi! What are you two prats yapping about?" Ron chipped in when he had swallowed a large portion of steak pie.
Dean turned to Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"Seamus reckons Neville's gay" he wasn't smiling a sure fire way of telling that this was a serious discussion.
Ron blinked.
Hermione furrowed her brow and Harry looked confused.
It was Harry who broke the silence.
"Neville's gay?"
Harry didn't look convinced; Ron shrugged his shoulders and dove right back into his pie. Hermione on the other hand looked thoughtful.
"It would explain a few things" Hermione muttered, she turned away from Seamus and Dean who's topic of conversation and once more returned to girls.
"Do you think it's true?" she asked Harry after assessing that Ron had once again sank into his feeding frenzy.
"I don't know we've known Neville a long time and he's never had a boyfriend or fancied a boy or a girl for that matter, maybe we should ask him?" he suggested. Hermione looked mortified at the thought.
"What? Harry we can't just go up to him and say Neville are you gay it's not polite if he wants to tell us he will." And with that she returned to her salad.
"Hermione why are you eating like a rabbit?" Ron blurted out randomly.
"It's healthy Ronald" sniffed Hermione.
"Is this because Pansy Parkinson called you fat in Potions last week?" he asked. Hermione turned pink and shot daggers at Ron.
"It has nothing to do with what she said I just enjoy salads" she hissed.
"You're not fat you know Hermione" Ron stated in a matter of fact sort of tone.
"You haven't seen me without my robes on" Hermione mumbled more to herself than anyone else. Ron's ears turned red and he dropped the topic very suddenly. A few minutes later Neville wandered into the hall smiling. He plopped himself down next to Harry grinning broadly his cheeks slightly pink. Ron stopped eating and looked at Harry in shock a piece of steak dangling from the side of his mouth comically.
"It's you" Ron mouthed. Hermione looked between the two boys putting two and two together, then it clicked and she gasped.
"Neville fancies Harry?" She mouthed to Ron. Ron nodded and resumed eating. Hermione let an embarrassed smile slide to her face as she suppressed a giggle. Harry looked between Ron and Hermione a confused look on his face, Hermione focused on her salad.
Later after dinner Harry, Ron and Hermione walked up the grand staircase towards the Gryffindor common room.
"So what were you two signaling each other about?" Harry asked curiously.
Ron's bellowing laugh dominated the halls as Hermione shushed him.
"You remember Seamus and Dean talking about how they thought Neville was gay?" she asked carefully dancing around Harry's temper.
"Yes" Harry answered slowly.
"Well we reckon that Neville fancies you" Despite her best efforts Hermione's grin swept across her face once more.
Harry's jaw flopped open and he stopped walking.
"What?" he yelled jogging to catch up with the now sniggering Ron and pink cheeked Hermione. Ion the Gryffindor common room the twins were sat in a corner quietly discussing something secretly.
"Even if Neville was gay and I'm not saying he is what makes you think he fancies me?"
Hermione glanced at him.
"He was blushing and acting like Ginny did when she fancied you" At her name Harry felt heat creep up his neck towards his face.
Hermione rolled her eyes and climbed the staircase to the girl's dormitory.
Awooooo! Dear readers, I lost my job so I should have more time to work on the fanfictions but I'll bounce back I always do dear readers, until then here is my comeback special! Hope you enjoyed it don't forget to REVIEW!