"Fine, if that is what you want, I don't care. You can find your way back to the common room. Bye."
"B-" He was gone before Ginny could finish.
Time After Time
Harry wasn't quite sure why he had seen Dean storm off to the common room with Ginny following a few minutes later.
"They must have gotten into a fight."
"What was that, Harry?"
"Oh, it is just Ginny and Dean. It doesn't matter. What are you working on there, hun?"
"Just something for Professor Sprout. She wanted us to write an essay on the Gold Platter Bruttl----" Harry drifted off away from the conversation. He really liked Cho, but they were so different. Usually what ended up happening is that one of them would dominate the conversation. Either it was Harry talking about Potions or DADA, or Cho and her Herbology. The only thing they shared really, was a passion for passion. However, the passion had been dwindling a little bit since they had accidentally brought up Cedric in a conversation.
"Harry, are you even listening?"
"Honestly Cho, no, not at all. Frankly I find Herbology boring. I don't think this is working."
"At least that is one thing we can agree upon," Cho sobbed. Harry feared that he had said something wrong. He tried to comfort Cho, but she pulled away and ran into the castle. Harry just shrugged it off as a bad break up. He knew that they had been drifting lately, and he had already gotten over her. Harry, thinking that he should start working on the essay that Snape has assigned. He first went up to the common room to get his quills and parchment. Then he went down to the library, where he hoped he could run into Hermione and guilt her into helping him out. When he got to the library he saw Ron sitting with Lavender, snogging, Ginny sitting with her face well hidden in her DADA book, Neville sitting next to Luna, with his arm around her, reading a book on strange and mythological creatures, and he heard the radio. It felt strange to him that there was no Hermione in the library. She was there, just hidden in her chair, as she had been since Ginny had left her. Just then the radio stopped playing the music it was playing and a few people looked a little taken aback.
That was a collection of Mozart. Now we are going back into pop, with Time After Time, by Quietdrive.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you
Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new
You say go slow; I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you; I'll be waiting
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Sometimes you picture me I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me I can't hear just what you've said
You say go slow; I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you; I'll be waiting
Time after time
After my picture fades and darkness has turned to grey
Watching through windows, you're wondering if I'm ok
You say go slow; I fall behind
The drum beats out of time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
(I'll always be waiting)
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Ginny, already weak from her break up, started sobbing from behind her book. Harry looked at her, and thought that it might help if he went to comfort her. He went up to her, sat next her, and when she looked at him, he put his arm around her and let her sob into his shirt. He didn't mind at all, not only because it helped him release all feelings for Cho, but also because he knew that if Ginny was upset she would not play as well in the game against Slytherin that Saturday, and he needed his best Chaser at her best. Hermione saw the two and smiled a little bit from her chair in the corner.
Dear Diary,
Even though I am sure that I won't need it, it is nice to know that Ginny is there for me. I just feel so vulnerable right now. Neville and Luna just walked in, and it reminds me of how alone I am. At least they aren't snogging. They aren't the type to snog in public. Still, when he sits there, with his arm around her protectively, it makes me wish that Ron, or at least someone, would be there to catch me, and would be there waiting for me. Oh no, it is Ron and Lavender. I hope that they can't see me. Well at least I can't see them anymore. I don't want to know what they are doing. Why does Ginny look so upset? I have never seen her so shaken up since the whole thing with Voldemort where she almost died. That was almost four years ago. Harry just walked in. I feel like an idiot. I am just narrating what is happening in the library. Oh, I love this song. Well, I really should get to my homework.
Hermione closed her journal, and opened the journal she used for all of her homework, and started the draft for the essay that Slughorn had assigned on the Unforgivable Curses and the consequences of casting such curses. At that very moment Harry had started walking Ginny back to the common room, passing Ron and Lavender receiving a nasty look from his friend.
So, now that that is done... Review guys. I haven't written the next chapter yet, but I will have it done by tomorrow and, if I have enough reviews, I'll post it either that night or on Sunday. I don't even know how I want the next chapter to go. Maybe another poem for me to share? I did write the poem in the first chapter by the way. No one told me if they thought it was crap, cause I did, but it accomplished what was needed to be accomplished.
Kat
