The Last Time You Thought-Part II

I was starting to get the feeling that Harry really was in love with me. At first I wasn't so sure because he seemed a little self-conscious with himself but then he just opened up. The only time that we are apart is when I'm in Arithmancy and when we are asleep. I don't know what I would do without him...



I used to think that I was over-obsessive with the person that I loved, but Hermione is beating me to the trophy. Every time I try to talk to her it's Harry this and Harry that and "Oh isn't Harry wonderful?". I'm getting sick of it. One, because she's supposed to talk about me that way and two because I just know that something is going on. I've seen the way Harry is around Hermione and I've seen the way Harry is around Hermione when Cho is also around. I know that they broke up a couple months ago but I think that the old flame is still burning.



"Could there be anything more perfect than me being in your arms?" Hermione said softly as she and Harry stood in front of a willow tree, stopping after a long walk across the grounds.

"I don't think there was any place that I would rather be." Harry replied as they shared one last kiss before heading back up to the castle. "At least there's no place I would rather be other than with Cho..." Harry thought silently to himself, walking hand-in-hand with Hermione.


(The following morning, 5:45 am)

"After many intensive hours of study, I have concluded that indeed, Harry does have feelings for Hermione though I'm sure there not as strong enough as the ones that I have for her" Ron whispered to himself, not wanting to be heard. "But just because they are together doesn't mean that they are meant to be."

Just then a soft noise could be heard just a few beds away. Harry Potter was softly creaping out of his bed and to Ron's surprise; he was fully clothed and was preparing to walk out of Gryffindor Tower.

"If this is the only time that I get to see Cho then it's the price that I will pay." Harry thought to himself as he climbed out of the portrait hole.

Ron, not even the slightest bit tired now, hurriedly finished getting himself dressed.
"I wonder where he's going?" he said still bewildered, though determined, as he followed Harry very quietly.





(A/N-I know that this part was kind of short but be patient!! Everyone will find out soon enough what is going on. For those of you who have figured out where Harry is going then good for you, keep your mouth shut, and don't tell any of the slow people what's going on...)

(Nothing in this story belongs to me except for the plot and the story line...)

~*DanceChica*~