HARRY'S POV

Quite honestly, I think everyone has gone insane. Like is there something wrong with me, or what? I'm really confused right now.

GINNY'S POV

As all four of us (Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I) stepped into the Great Hall, this collective silence went over all the tables, and the rest of us stopped from having so many people look in our direction at the same time. Harry, oblivious as ever, elegantly stretched his long legs, and practically strutted past all of us with a roll of his eyes at our abrupt halt. His caramel tanned hand reached up, and ruffled his raven black hair as the muscles in his arms rippled in response under his a little too tight button down shirt. He was wearing his last year's uniform, and since he had gained height and muscle since last year the uniform was tight but pleasantly so. He had the first two buttons undone and the tie was all loose over his, no doubt, delectable neck that I would love to drape my arms over in the heat of the moment...Sigh. Harry didn't pay any mind to the gaping hall, and sat down leisurely next to Lavender Brown, who nearly fainted when she smelled his cologne. He smiled at Lavender making her gasp at his pearly whites, and the way his eyes sparkled when he smirked so charmingly. I would've fainted a little also if Harry was sitting as close to me as he was to Lavender.

Anyway, everyone, even the teachers, stopped eating and just stared at him as he devoured a chicken leg, licking the moist meat slowly with his tongue before opening his mouth, showing a glimpse of his white teeth, before finally biting down, and swallowing a sizable amount of chicken. I can safely say that watching Harry Potter eat a chicken leg is probably the most erotic thing half the people in the hall will ever see; at least that's what their faces are saying. The girls were staring with their mouths wide open, some speaking excitedly, and the guys with awed and amused smiles on their faces. Now, in my opinion, the real hilarity was in the teacher's reactions. And here they are:

McGonagall: Blushed bright red, stared at him for a while, and then looked back onto plate blushing even deeper.

Flitwick: Was sipping pumpkin juice, and ended spitting all of it on a very disgruntled Snape. Blushed a deep red after, and started choking.

Snape: Frowned even deeper, but managed to harbor a slightly bewildered look on his face, but only for a split second.

Remus Lupin, DADA: Normal glance at Harry and back to his plate. Remus had seen Harry numerous times over the summer unlike us.

That is all the observation I managed to gather on the teachers. Now onto certain students:

Malfoy: A confused yet interested and appreciative look passed over his face. Ending with sneer yet still slightly confused.

Colin Creevey: The only way to describe his expression is by saying that Colin probably thought Harry was the answer to his prayers.

Cho Chang: A sorrowful yet awed expression.

Crabbe: An awed and dreamy look. Huh. Interesting.

With Harry still happily munching on his dinner, leaving a mess on his shirt, but making him all the more endearing, conversation started again in the Great Hall, mostly all about Harry. Actually, every conversation was about Harry…even ours, and we were sitting right next to him.

Hermione and I were having a whispered conversation about Harry. Harry was still eating his chicken with gusto, still completely oblivious, and not noticing the entire excited buzz around him or the lusty glances he was getting from half the hall. Ron was quietly humming while stuffing his face with anything he could get his hands on.

Hermione and I had stopped talking, and went back to our food in silence, both of us still glancing at Harry occasionally. The rest of the dinner went by slowly, still in silence. I was still slightly in shock by both the way Harry looked and by how oblivious he really is. I think I actually saw Harry look at himself from the reflection of his spoon. He just held it front of his face for a minute, then shook his head, and went back to his food. Staring occasionally at Harry, I reveled in his appearance. The candles really reflected well against his defined cheekbones…He had stopped eating and was instead staring blankly into space, occasionally thrusting his hands into his hair, and making me wish that I could run my own fingers through his soft glistening hair, and down his hard pectorals...He really had no clue that anyone was thinking the dirty thoughts that I was, if only he saw it though. Turning my head, I looked around the Great Hall, and noticed almost everyone staring at him again. The teachers had cooled their act a little more, and most of them only had a light blush on their cheeks.

The only weird thing that happened was when Malfoy stood up and shouted "NOT!" I found the whole ordeal quite hilarious. Apparently, Harry did too because he started laughing right away. Although, any misfortune on Malfoy's part is hilarious to Harry.

By the end of dinner, the hype about Harry's new look was even higher than before. Most of the girls were sending Harry furtive glances, blushing all the way, and giggling helplessly. The guys were being a little less obvious, occasionally looking over at him in interest and some even in jealously

Harry looked over at one group of giggling girls, trying to be polite, and smiled at them when we were leaving for the common room. He was once again unaware that they were giggling because of him. The response was instantaneous, and most of the girls started giggling like crazy. Harry continued walking in a leisure pace, and most of the people blindly followed after him. This progressed until Harry walked up the boy's staircase, and even then some girls tried to follow him up. Harry didn't hear them. Until one of them screamed when he took his shirt off…

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