Keeping a secret has never been something I'm good at. I'm good with clear-cut things – Arithmancy, History of Magic,
Transfiguration, Charms, Potions – anything where there's a specified answer
that can be right or wrong. But if something's unclear, and it's up to me to
work it out, then I can't hack it. That's one of the reasons why I left
Divination. I found it hard to handle the unknown, the interpretable. And my mental block when it comes to something I don't understand is
what's confusing me so much at the moment. But I have to keep it a secret; I
have to work it out on my own.
Harry
and Ron are my two best friends. Being in the near-constant company of two smart
blokes has earned me a lot of good-humoured contempt from my peers. Everyone
thinks I've got a secret crush on either one of them; after all, who
wouldn't? They're both attractive guys – in a few years time they'll be
having to beat the girls off with sticks. But I don't think I'll be one of
those girls.
Ron
likes me. I can say that with complete confidence because it's obvious.
Harry's told me many a time. He kicked up such a fuss when I accepted
Viktor's invitation to the Yule Ball. It wasn't as if I especially liked
Viktor; but he had the kindness to ask me and after all who wouldn't accept?
World-famous Quidditch player, fresh from playing for his country in the World
Cup. And then there's me. Fourteen years old with hair that won't lie flat
and front teeth that are too big. I'm still not quite sure why he chose me.
No.
That's self-depreciating and off the point.
Ron.
I love him, of course I love him, who wouldn't after what we've been through
together. But there are different types of love, and what I feel for him
probably doesn't match what he feels for me.
There
is someone. They have black hair that shines like jetstone, which goes all
ruffly after a hard Quidditch match. Piercing bright eyes that are the finishing
touch to an exquisite face. One of the best Quidditch Seekers Hogwarts has ever
seen. And popular – everyone knows their face.
No
doubt it would hurt Ron if he knew. But it would hurt Harry even more.
Cho
Chang. She's beautiful – that's undeniable. But justifying why I'm
attracted to her doesn't really help
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