I'm back with Chapter 2! A/N at bottom. Until then, enjoy!
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Little Did They Know: Chapter 2
He had absolutely no idea how long he'd been sitting there for.
He had no idea whether he'd eaten anything in the last hour.
He wasn't aware of whether or not anyone was sitting next him.
He hadn't even the time.
What he did know was that Hermione looked more breath-taking than she ever had tonight.
…And that she was dancing with Krum.
Bloody Viktor Krum, of all people!
He hardly dared to believe it.
Krum: his idol of nearly fourteen years, dancing with his girl. He paused, shaking his head.
Hermione was most definitely not his girl.
…But he wished she were.
Wait - What?! Where did that come from?
Okay, so may be he's fancied her a while…or a couple of years.
Oh, heck. Who was he kidding? He fell under her spell the day that he and Harry saved her from the Mountain Troll.
…Not that he would ever admit that, of course.
He had been young and naïve and she had already become an old soul.
Now he saw just exactly what he was missing out on.
Her beautiful brown eyes are gleaming with adrenaline, and beads of sweat dot her forehead. Her up-do is slowly falling back down into the tendrils he loves, and her smile has never accentuated her beautiful face quite as well.
She never looked more magnificent.
Who was he kidding? He loved her. Though, he knew she would never see him as anything but a sparring partner.
He knew that she would never return his affections.
…Even if Ron Weasley saw the world of her.
Little did he know exactly how wrong he was.
A/N: I'm not having one of my greater days, and I found myself thinking "this is not one of my better chapters." I think my hunch is correct.
Please feel free to review anyway!
Until next time,
100-percent-HP-obsessed