Chapter 3: Music and Lyrics

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"What is it?" said Hermione to a beet-red Luna Lovegood who ran towards her. Luna looked more dazed than usual with her red-stained cheeks, unruly dirty blonde hair, and disorganized books that she was clutching to her chest. Hermione couldn't stop herself from wondering what was wrong with her friend. Luna in return just merely smiled at Hermione who was baffled more than ever at her friend's actions. "Seriously, what's the matter with you?" she asked once more. Luna rolled her wide, vibrant blue eyes and said in a high melodious voice, "Nothing. Or is it?" She laughed heartily at what she said and opened her locker, ignoring the murderous glare of her brunette haired friend. "Fine don't tell me, I'll just ask Ron, he'll know it for sure. And aside from that he can never keep a secret for more than a day." Hermione smiled triumphantly at her thought and opened her own locker. As soon as she has done so her eyes went wide as saucers.

"What is it?" this time it was Luna who asked as she peered at Hermione's open locker. And there she saw a small apple green Post-it stuck in front of Hermione's upper book shelf.

"I thought he was kidding about the Post-it's" muttered Hermione dumbstruck.

"Whose it from?" cried Luna excitedly.

"No one." Was the short answer to the girl's query.

"There must be someone Hermione. I mean no one besides yourself knows what your lock combination is, after you made sure that the incident with Lavender will never happen." Came Luna's insistent reply.

"I said no one."

"I know! How about I'll tell you my secret if you tell me who gave you that green Post-it." At this Hermione raised one of her eyebrows but then sighed and gave in to the blonde's request. "Fine. I don't know why you're so interested."

"Well for starters this doesn't happen often at our school, the secret admirer thing I mean-"

"What makes you think it's a secret admirer?!" interrupted Hermione.

"Secondly," Luna said ignoring the other's interruption. "If you haven't noticed yet the note there is a quote from one of your favorite movies. You know, 10 Things I Hate About You." And as Luna said this Hermione looked at the small Post-it and read its note written in a hurried scrawl.

"You can't just buy me a guitar, every time you screw up you know." Kat

"Yeah, I know. But then you know there's always the drums and bass and maybe even one day a tambourine." Patrick

She opened her mouth several times before saying, "How did he know that, that is one of my favorite lines from the movie?" Luna who was serenely smiling at her replied, "Who is it then?"

"Excuse me?"

"The boy who wrote you that." Luna explained. Hermione narrowed her eyes at her friend before grabbing several of the books from her locker which she slammed after.

"How are you so sure that it's a boy?"

"Well," said Luna. "you said awhile ago, 'I though he was kidding about the Post-it's.' or something like that." This time it was Luna who smiled triumphantly among the two of them. But before Hermione can retort any further, the school bell rang ending their interesting conversation. "I will ask you again later at World History, Hermione." Said Luna as she walked towards the Chem. Lab her radish earrings swaying as she walked dreamily. Hermione sighed and headed off to her English Lit. Class her book back heavier than usual. As she walked to class she thought of who could've done it, "Possibly Harry, I mean he did say he would. But what if it is a secret admirer? No. Definitely not, who would fall for a bushy-haired know it all like me." She entered Professor McGonagall's room with a bitter smile and when she sat down at her seat in the middle of the class she missed the mass of unruly jet-black hair that seem to pass behind her in a blur.

Before her class in World History, Hermione found herself being given a lot of green Post-it's wherever she is. Most of them were placed on obvious places like her books and table but some were placed on much more odd placed like the window sill near her chair at her French Class and even in front of Professor Slughorn's desk at Chem. The written notes there were never personal messages but more of quotes from her favorite movies, songs, books and bands. As she walked to Professor Lupin's class she heard someone walking behind her. "Is someone even following me?" she thought but quickly shook out the idea for as always she thought it is impossible for someone to stalk her. She continued on walking, ignoring the ominous footsteps behind her but when she can't take it anymore she sharply turned around only to find an empty hallway. Hermione shook her head and turned around once more to where she was headed but before she could do that she bumped into someone else, more precisely a boy. She was about to stumble backwards when the boy grabbed her arms to support her. Hermione was about to ask who the boy was when she heard the familiar deep chuckling, how could she not when the boy is several inches away from her. Then suddenly it dawned on her why the deep chuckling of the boy was familiar after all she just heard it this morning. "Harry!" she cried pulling away from Harry's grasp.

"Yes?" he replied amused at her antics.

"What are you doing here?"

"I thought you were smart, figure it out for yourself." He said smugly. Hermione rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest while tapping her foot impatiently. Harry unable to stand the noise quickly gave up and said in an irritated voice, "Fine, fine!" While throwing his arms up in defeat. "I'm your Guardian Angel, I'm supposed to be wherever you are and in this case the school."

"Were you the one leaving all those Post-it's around the school?" asked Hermione. He tried to look innocent but his twitching mouth gave away and when Hermione groaned and stomped away from him he gave up and laughed. Hard. "What's so funny?" she said icily. "Nothing." Said Harry seriously before laughing once again. Hermione rolled her eyes at the laughing angel and walked angrily once more towards her class. "Hermione! Wait!" cried Harry. "Why should I?" she cried back, not looking back. "I'm sorry okay." Said Harry as he floated in front of her, his white wings flapping a few times to support him. She groaned and mumbled, "I swear one day I am going to chop off those wings and chuck them out."

"I'd like to see you try." he said seriously his green eyes flashing angrily at her. Hermione stepped backwards as she saw him growing angry at her but before she could run away he snapped out of it and smiled smugly at her once more. "You're scared?"

"I am not!" said Hermione indignantly.

"Then why were you backing away?"

"None of your business besides you have a lot of explaining to do."

"Hmm?" replied Harry who seem to be looking at something behind her.

"Are you even listening to me?" she asked angrily.

"Nope. Hi Luna!" he added. Hermione's eyes widened and she sharply turned around to find her dreamily distracted friend smiled at Harry. "Luna!"

"Hi, Harry! I see that you finally showed yourself to Hermione." Said Luna walking towards the two; Hermione gaping like a fish and Harry grinning to himself. "Luna how do you know Harry?" Luna cocked her head to the side contemplating the answer to Hermione's question. "Well do you remember the day we became friends?"

"Yeah." Hermione said slowly who was ignoring what Harry was doing to her hair which was twirling some of her locks on his fingertips. Luna beamed and said jovially, "He was the one who told me to approach you and talk to you. He said that we may be very different but you are a very nice person deep down, at first you won't believe whatever I would tell you but in the end he said, we will become great friends." Hermione turned her head to the side to look at Harry's reaction. He merely shrugged and continued on playing with her hair. "But how are you able to see him?" This time it was Harry who replied. "Luna isn't exactly what normal people are. She's more perceptive and intuitive just like you except she bases her beliefs in faith unlike your which is based in logic and facts. The day I met her she was new here and she was alone meaning she didn't have any mortal friends."

"Mortal?" asked Hermione puzzled.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that she knows who her Guardian Angel is. Unlike you she quickly believed her angel's story. I mean how could she not, it's her friend Rolf." Said Harry pensively.

"You mean her childhood friend who died out of an accident?"

"Yeah, that's him." Said Luna.

"Going back to the topic, she saw me sitting at one of the trees near your classroom and approached me asking if I was skipping class." Continued on Harry. "But how come? Don't you have wings, it's not that hard to miss you know." Said Hermione eyeing the two feet wide white wings. "Actually Angel's have three illusions. One is invisibility but we still remain solid, that's why some people mistakes us for ghosts whenever we make a noise. Second is-"

"A silhouette. Rolf told me that in this state and angel can remain visible but they can pass through solid materials, just like a ghost." Said Luna. Harry smiled nodding at what she said. "He's right and that's when we have our wings, though we may look light we still feel our weight in all three states and the last but not the least is our corporeal state. In there we look like humans but we have the capability to show our wings or hide it." He explained. During this Harry landed to his feet letting go of Hermione's locks and arched his back to demonstrate how his wings can disappear. "See?" Unfortunately by this time Hermione had enough and was unable to reply for she fainted at the spot she was currently standing on. "Oh dear." muttered Luna, concern evident in her voice. Harry sighed and picked up his Bearer walking straight towards the infirmary. "I never knew that she can't handle it." He said to the girl beside him. "It is Hermione after all. She can't really adapt easily to something she doesn't get to see in books everyday. Non-Fictional books that is." Said Luna. "Are you the one who was giving her out notes?" Harry chuckled and nodded his head. "I'm betting that you have something special for her in the last note." Added Luna. "I do. It was supposed to be during your World History Class so that you'd find out as well." He said while propping up Hermione's head so that she would be more comfortable. "What is it?" Luna asked curiously. Harry merely shook his head and mouthed, "Later."

Back at Professor Lupin's class the said Professor was chuckling at the boy's antics. Unknown to many, Professor Lupin is in fact aware of who Harry is especially since Harry appeared to him once during the night when the boy found out that he was an angel and the fact that Sirius, Harry's god father was his Guardian Angel. He flicked one of the green balloons in Hermione's chair and looked at all the Post-it's stuck in her desk. One caught his eye and as he grabbed it and read the note, Sirius approached his side, black wings spread wide apart. Aware of his old friend's presence he waved the note in his hand. "Look at what he wrote." Sirius grabbed it and scanned what was written in it. After reading it he barked a laugh and said, "He really does act like James sometimes." Lupin nodded before walking back towards his desk where a huge stack of reports were placed.

"I'm calling the world
Calling everyone
I'm calling the world
Calling everyone for you, for you"

-Rooney-

Just you wait and see it will be brighter tomorrow, Hermione. :]

Sorry for bugging you the whole day and for insulting Weasley as well. I got chased by his erm - pet – because of that so no need for punishment. Rooney's a great band even though I know that you just listen to it, to hear and see Robert Schwartzman. (This from Harry Potter by the way.) Sorry, again.