Chapter 3 (Harry)
Dear Journal,
Hermione smiled back at me as I smiled at her. I felt like telling her right then how I felt. Instead, the train stopped to a dead halt.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Everyone leapt up. Fred and George, Ron's twin brothers, shot out of the train like the speed of light. But Hermione, Ron and I slowly stepped out.
"Ron," I said. I winked at him. "I need to do something." Ron opened his mouth as if to say, "Oh!" He turned around and left.
"Harry?" Hermione asked. "What was that all about? Are you two planning something?" Of course, I stepped a little closer to Hermione.
"Hermione," I began. I didn't know what to say. Instead I turned around and walked away. Hermione raced after me.
'Harry! What is it? You can tell me-I won't get mad at you. Because I have something to tell you." I stopped. My heart stopped. I stopped breathing.
"Harry?" Hermione asked. "I just wanted to tell you I love you." She kissed my cheek, and ran really fast, away. That was when I felt I was going to faint.
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"So what happened?" asked Ron as I walked dreamily towards him. 'Did she-?"
"Yes," I said, and I had never been this romancey in my life.
"She dumped you?' Ron asked again. I just realized I told him Hermione dumped me!
"She kissed my cheek, doofus!" I cried. Wow, Ron totally doesn't understand love, I thought. That's because he's never had someone really love him! Don't jump to conclusions, Harry, said a voice in my head. I kind of recognized it, but I couldn't make out who it was.
Next day, I totally understood why that voice said that. Ron had linked arms with Pansy Parkinson, and I guess their love was blossoming between them. Just like me and Hermione.
Suddenly everything turned to slow motion. Hermione opened the door, cheeks flushed, hair swishing, and looking angry.
"Hermione?" I asked Hermione as she passed me. Instead she bumped right into me, and I saw tears stream out of her eyes.
"What?' Hermione stopped right beside me. Her tears had spilled out, and stains splotched up her face.
"What happened?" I asked. Hermione gave me a look like, "you should know!"
"You should know!" she cried. "Malfoy said that Ron said you hated me -so why should I love you, not to mention be friends with you?!" Why did Ron say that? He knew I loved Hermione. If this his idea of a joke, he's gonna pay.
Dear Journal,
Hermione smiled back at me as I smiled at her. I felt like telling her right then how I felt. Instead, the train stopped to a dead halt.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Everyone leapt up. Fred and George, Ron's twin brothers, shot out of the train like the speed of light. But Hermione, Ron and I slowly stepped out.
"Ron," I said. I winked at him. "I need to do something." Ron opened his mouth as if to say, "Oh!" He turned around and left.
"Harry?" Hermione asked. "What was that all about? Are you two planning something?" Of course, I stepped a little closer to Hermione.
"Hermione," I began. I didn't know what to say. Instead I turned around and walked away. Hermione raced after me.
'Harry! What is it? You can tell me-I won't get mad at you. Because I have something to tell you." I stopped. My heart stopped. I stopped breathing.
"Harry?" Hermione asked. "I just wanted to tell you I love you." She kissed my cheek, and ran really fast, away. That was when I felt I was going to faint.
* * * * * * *
"So what happened?" asked Ron as I walked dreamily towards him. 'Did she-?"
"Yes," I said, and I had never been this romancey in my life.
"She dumped you?' Ron asked again. I just realized I told him Hermione dumped me!
"She kissed my cheek, doofus!" I cried. Wow, Ron totally doesn't understand love, I thought. That's because he's never had someone really love him! Don't jump to conclusions, Harry, said a voice in my head. I kind of recognized it, but I couldn't make out who it was.
Next day, I totally understood why that voice said that. Ron had linked arms with Pansy Parkinson, and I guess their love was blossoming between them. Just like me and Hermione.
Suddenly everything turned to slow motion. Hermione opened the door, cheeks flushed, hair swishing, and looking angry.
"Hermione?" I asked Hermione as she passed me. Instead she bumped right into me, and I saw tears stream out of her eyes.
"What?' Hermione stopped right beside me. Her tears had spilled out, and stains splotched up her face.
"What happened?" I asked. Hermione gave me a look like, "you should know!"
"You should know!" she cried. "Malfoy said that Ron said you hated me -so why should I love you, not to mention be friends with you?!" Why did Ron say that? He knew I loved Hermione. If this his idea of a joke, he's gonna pay.