Hey guys! I'm back from camp! Finally :P So this is basically just a filler chapter, just kinda fluffy. I decided to post this short one first because the next chapter is written already and it's pretty...heavy. I guess thats the opposite of fluffy..yea. So enjoy this fluffy filler chapter :)


Seamus,

Thank you so much for Fluffy! I love him so much! He is sitting on my shoulder right now. It means so much.

I had an amazing time too! I missed hanging out with you. We still have a lot to catch up on! Thank you for thinking of me.

See you soon!

Harry

Ps. Fluffy? Original name. :)

'Kinda formal don't you think?' Hermione said from over my shoulder. I sighed rolling my eyes.

'So you bother me all day about responding, and when I finally do, you complain about the tone?' I asked exasperated. She pushed my shoulders a bit.

'Pretty much, yea!'

'What's wrong with formal? It's polite.' I argued, pushing back from the desk.

'Well nothing really...' Hermione wavered. 'It's just...is that what you want to project?'

'To project?'

'Yea. Like do you want to show him you're only friends, or maybe something more?'

'I have no idea Hermione. I'm not an expert on this. I don't even know how I feel about him. I mean, it was a bunch of fun and I got the flutteries but...' I trailed off thinking of the moment in Madam Malkin's when Malfoy smiled. Then the thoughts that followed it. You just find him attractive. That's it obviously. You had fun with Seamus. And he's super cute. There wasn't anything there with Malfoy. He's Malfoy for God's sake, I reasoned with myself.

'But what?' Hermione asked, breaking through my thoughts.

'Nothing. I just don't know how I feel about him. This was the first we've seen him in a year. So of course we were happy to see each other.'

'I guess Harry...I dunno. There was just something there.' She said softly. I shrugged folding my arms over my chest. 'I just think it's worth thinking about.'

'I have been 'Mione. For the past 24 hours. You know I had a big crush on him for the longest time.' I muttered looking at the ground. 'It all came rushing back today.'

'I think that's your answer Harry.' She comforted, 'you obviously like him. And I'm pretty sure he likes you. Personally, I think you should go for it.'

'I want to Hermione. I really do. So bad.' I felt hot tears start to pool in my eyes. 'I just can't.'

'Why? He's a great guy.'

'He's amazing.'

'So what's the problem?'

'It's just…no guy...it's just not logical.' I argued weakly, a few tears escaping. Hermione grabbed my shoulders and forced my head up. She looked me in the eye with fierce eyes.

'Harriet Isabel Potter you listen to me. You're beautiful, smart, and fucking hilarious. What guy wouldn't want to date you? Its 'logical' for them to. So stop this. You're my best friend. I would tell you if you were even remotely right.' Her eyes flashed with concern. 'You like a guy? Go and get him. Seamus likes you. Get him, I know you can.'

'But Mione...what if he doesn't? I couldn't deal with that rejection.' I was openly crying. She pulled me into a hug.

'You won't have too. I promise. He likes you. I can tell...and don't you dare tell me he doesn't.'

She pulled back and wagged her finger at me. I giggled through my tears.

'Okay. First step. Send the letter, no matter how formal it is, and wait for the response.' Hermione ordered. I took a deep breath and sealed the letter then tied it to the barn owl.

...

For the second time that month I was awoken by a shrieking Hermione. I sat up groggily mutter under my breath.

'What is it Mione?' I said rubbing my eyes. She was jumping up and down beaming. I noticed a small barn owl on the desk and a letter in Hermione's hand. I shot of bed and grabbed the parchment from her hands, joining her squeals.

Harry,

I'm glad you liked Fluffy! I thought it was exceedingly original. What are you saying?

Dean is here in Ireland with me. Has been for a day or so. He says hi. My mum is driving him crazy with her incessant questions. You know, about muggle life...she'll have a field day when she meets you!

Well I have a heap of chores to do, so I'll just send this now!

Yours,

Seamus

"When she meets you?" Hermione asked excitedly jumping off the bed. I smiled as she gasped, "Do you know what this means?"

"Uh…that at some point I'll meet his mother?" I asked slowly. What else would it mean?

"No! Well…yes. But no!" my eyebrows rose into my hair. I waited for her to collect her thoughts. "He wants you to meet his mother!"

"So? I've met your mother…" I trailed off not understanding her point. She sighed as if it was obvious.

"No Harry! For a guy, meeting his mother is the equivalent to a guy meeting his girlfriend's father." Her hands followed an unseen air equation in front of my face. "See?"

"Uh…sure." I was still puzzled. I didn't have any experience in the field of boys, or fathers.

"Well, do you remember when Ron and I first started dating?" she asked, searching for an example.

"Sure. This May."

"And you remember when Ron came over to my house for dinner, yea?" I nodded. "Well my father had to approve him before we could actually start dating."

"Oh. Okay! I get it." It made sense. I had seen enough movies to make the connection between the awkward boyfriend and father talks and Seamus and his mother. I smiled. "So he wants me to meet his mother?"

"Now you get why I was excited?" Hermione beamed grabbing my hands, dragging me into a strange jumping dance.

…..

"What are you going to say?" Ginny asked for the fifth time. Hermione and I had told her of the Seamus situation and she was eager to help. Correspondence had increased to two letters a day and I was running out of cute wittiscms. I let out a long breath.

"Gin, when I know, I'll let you know okay?" I said shortly. She fell back a bit and Hermione took her place taking her Quik Quotes Quill out.

"Just say what you would if he was here." She advised.

"I would, but there isn't really a logical response to this letter!" I snapped. We had been sitting there for an hour trying to write the letter.

"Not everything has to be logical Harry." She said recoiling a bit at my tone. I put my head in my hands. "I think he just wants to see if you are interested."

"And how do you know that?"

"Well, it's a difficult letter to respond to." She reasoned. "If you weren't interested you wouldn't reply. And the faster you respond, the more interest you have."

"Seriously? Why are there so many hidden meanings in everything?" I was tired of searching for meanings in letters.

"I'd say he is pretty interested since he has been sending back letters at alarming speeds…" Ginny trailed off suggestively. I cracked a smile and gave her a little shove.

"Well, I'm interested so let's get this bitch over with!" I said clapping my hands together. It took us another fifteen minutes, but we eventually had a finished letter we were all content with.


I hope you enjoyed this little bit of girly interaction. :) Draco's coming soon I promise ;) REVIEW! It really makes my day :)