Confused about Love – Harry Potter
It was nearly midnight, and Harry Potter lay on his bed with his thoughts playing around in his head. The other day he had caught Hermione glaring from behind her book at Lavender and Ron, who, once again, were snogging at the back of the common room. Harry knew that Hermione had a tiny bit of a crush on Ron, and even Hagrid said they would have looked cute together. Oh, he was so confused! Harry never told anybody this but ... during their OWL year, Hermione had always been there for him, figured out ways to help him, and those were the days that he started to develop feelings for her. Like the time when Umbridge caused Harry's hand to bleed during his detention, and Hermione had suggested Essence of Murtlap. Or the other times when they needed to study for all of their tests.. well, she didn't know this, but Harry looked over at her quite often and felt these butterflies fluttering around madly in his stomach. The sad thing was that he knew from the start that Hermione and Ron liked each other. It was so obvious during the Yule Ball that Hermione and Ron fancied each other... he hated to admit it but sometimes he would get angry at Ron for being so ignorant. Just tell her you like her! I can handle it... I'm strong. Go ahead, break up with Lavender and get together with Hermione already. It was all Harry could do not to punch Ron during his snogging sessions with Lavender. He knew it was hurting Hermione and he wanted it to stop, he wanted it all to work out so that she could feel good again. He was the one who looked past Hermione's looks and actually saw the nice, smart girl inside (though she did look extremely pretty now that her teeth were fixed, and her hair didn't look quite as bushy these days). He, Harry was the one who wasn't causing her pain by getting with another girl, he was the one who actually cared for her and was willing to do anything to be with her.
On the other hand... well there was the only other drawback. Harry wasn't sure about this, but Ginny was also becoming a problem. He started fancying during the beginning of sixth year, and now another girl was added to the list of girls that Harry Potter liked. Ugh, hormones! Why did they both have to be so, so ... amazing and pretty, and worth liking? It was so awkward during the summer where he spent times with all 3 of them in the same room. Who was he supposed to like? How many times would he have to face them both, and try to figure out which one to talk to and which one to fancy? Well, it was actually quite a problem, because of the fact that Ginny was dating Dean, and Hermione was always burying her head in those books. Sometimes he liked to blame everything on Ron, but he knew that that wasn't right. Ron was his best friend, and best friends don't blame each other for liking the same person or for having a beautiful girl for a sister. You would think that being Harry Potter, the things that he would lay awake at night and think about was how to defeat Voldemort and save the wizarding world but no... it was girls that were his main thought. Harry decided to change the subject and think about something else for a change, so he forced himself to think about quidditch and before he knew it, he was drifing off into a peaceful sleep... with no thoughts about girls at all.