Jig and Romance
I smile to myself as I catch Harry looking at me for the fourth time in Potions. Wait, the fifth time? No, defintely the fourth. I know that we've been friends for six years now but lately things had been different. Ron has been finding odd reasons to leave us alone and the girls giggle when they pass by. Harry has even started complimenting me. All these things might seem pretty insignificant, unless you are a hormonal teenage girl with a major crush, like me.
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She looks great today. I keep staring across the dungeon. I can hardly believe it myself. Last year, if you had told me I'd be head over heels for my best friend, I would have laughed in your face. Maybe that's because I used to consider Ron my best friend and Hermione just a friend, but you get the picture. After this class. After this class. Come on. I can do it. I'll rehearse it one more time. Nothing can be simpler.
Me: Hi Mio!
Mio: Hey Harry.
Me: Listen, I know we've been friends for forever but I think we should move forward. I really like you. Will you go out with me?
Mio: I feel the same way! Yes! Yes!
So maybe I'm being dramatic, but she'll say yes. She has to. Right? Oh god, what if she doesn't?
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Come on! When is the stupid bell going to ring!!!!!!!! Let's get down to dinner so I can flirt relentlessly. I can't believe I, Hermione Granger, have gone gaga for some guy. But it's Harry. He's something else entirely. Something wonderful.
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Oh God. The bell. It's ringing. It's go time. Deep breaths. Here I go. Breathe. Why am I doing this? I can't do this!
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"Hey-Mio!"
"Yeah Harry?"
'Do you, wanna, er, what's up?"
"Nothing much."
"Listen," he said. It came out stern, definitely not his intention. "Do you want to go out with me?"
"Ummm. I'll have to think about it."
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OH MY! OH MY! Harry just asked me out! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO! **does a little dance**
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"Er Mio? I can-uh-still see you."
"Oh, sorry, just getting ready to jog to dinner. It's part of my new exercise program. Bye."
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She was dancing. Is that a good sign?
I smile to myself as I catch Harry looking at me for the fourth time in Potions. Wait, the fifth time? No, defintely the fourth. I know that we've been friends for six years now but lately things had been different. Ron has been finding odd reasons to leave us alone and the girls giggle when they pass by. Harry has even started complimenting me. All these things might seem pretty insignificant, unless you are a hormonal teenage girl with a major crush, like me.
****
She looks great today. I keep staring across the dungeon. I can hardly believe it myself. Last year, if you had told me I'd be head over heels for my best friend, I would have laughed in your face. Maybe that's because I used to consider Ron my best friend and Hermione just a friend, but you get the picture. After this class. After this class. Come on. I can do it. I'll rehearse it one more time. Nothing can be simpler.
Me: Hi Mio!
Mio: Hey Harry.
Me: Listen, I know we've been friends for forever but I think we should move forward. I really like you. Will you go out with me?
Mio: I feel the same way! Yes! Yes!
So maybe I'm being dramatic, but she'll say yes. She has to. Right? Oh god, what if she doesn't?
*******
Come on! When is the stupid bell going to ring!!!!!!!! Let's get down to dinner so I can flirt relentlessly. I can't believe I, Hermione Granger, have gone gaga for some guy. But it's Harry. He's something else entirely. Something wonderful.
*******
Oh God. The bell. It's ringing. It's go time. Deep breaths. Here I go. Breathe. Why am I doing this? I can't do this!
*******
"Hey-Mio!"
"Yeah Harry?"
'Do you, wanna, er, what's up?"
"Nothing much."
"Listen," he said. It came out stern, definitely not his intention. "Do you want to go out with me?"
"Ummm. I'll have to think about it."
*******
OH MY! OH MY! Harry just asked me out! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO! **does a little dance**
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"Er Mio? I can-uh-still see you."
"Oh, sorry, just getting ready to jog to dinner. It's part of my new exercise program. Bye."
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She was dancing. Is that a good sign?