Chapter Six - Harry's Decision
The next morning I woke up slightly early. I went through some of my stuff, looking for various books and other items. I also looked around the room, noticing my roommates.
Sleeping in the bed next to me was Hermoine Granger. Sleeping the next bed was Parvati Patil. I had met her last night. She seemed to be one of those girls who was always giggling. She was very pretty, and she didn't seem to have much of a personality, beyond flirting, and talking but she was basically nice.
Sleeping in the bed next to Parvati was Lavender Brown (same last name as me, but we aren't related). She was best friends with Parvati, but I liked her better. She seemed to be less snobby and friendlier. Also, Parvati seemed to also have a thing for Harry, and someone told me that he had taken her to a ball last year.
I felt butterflies in my stomach just thinking about Harry again. I couldn't wait to see him downstairs. He was simply amazing, handsome, smart, kind, and brave. Everything a girl could ever want in a guy.
But what could a guy like that ever see in a girl like me? I wasn't anything special. I wasn't so pretty, and even if I was, there were tons of pretty girls at Hogwarts, and Harry could probably have almost any girl he wanted. I would never have a chance.
But he seemed to like me. Was it really possible?
The strange thing was, I didn't know what to do next. I had been "asleep" for 4 years. I hadn't dealt with anything like this in my life. I had only been "awake" for 3 months, and this was my first real guy experience.
I got out of bed and got dressed. As I finished, I looked in the mirror. I saw a pretty average-looking girl, nothing very special.
A few minutes later, everyone else woke up. Everyone was feeling pretty tired and groggy, but they managed to get ready in time for breakfast. Hermoine started to teach me to navigate the school as we walked down towards the Great Hall.
Harry and Ron were already sitting at the table. "Course schedules," Ron said, almost incomprehensible as he was eating 5 pancakes. There was a whole pile of them on the table. I took a first year schedule and looked at it. First period today I had… Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Greene.
"Oooh, you're lucky today. We have double Snape first." Harry frowned. "I don't know if Greene is any good. You can keep me informed."
"Sure." Harry smiled at me for a second, and then glanced at the Ravenclaw table. He held his eyes there for about a minute, and then shook his head. He frowned and wiped his forehead. He turned back to me.
"Shall I walk you to class?" He sounded agitated.
"Won't you be late to Po-"
"Don't worry about it. We might as well get an early start. Let's go."
* * *
There he went again. Walking off with that girl. Jennifer. Jennifer didn't deserve Harry. Maybe she didn't deserve him either, but Ginny was enraged that just anyone could take away her Harry.
iSo what should I do know?/i Ginny wondered how she could get Harry back. Back. Harry had never been hers in the first place.
iHow can I get Harry to pay attention to me?/i Ginny always desperately wanted Harry to notice her. But with the new girl on the scene, it would be even harder.
It was time for action.
* * *
Harry and I walked slowly down the corridor towards the classroom. The hallway seemed deserted; no one was there. We were alone. Alone together.
Harry had gone silent. He seemed to be thinking very hard. Suddenly he stopped walking and took my hand.
"Jen? I really like you."
"I really like you too, Harry."
Harry smiled. "Jen, I really really like you. And I would really like to get to know you better. You are a great person."
I was getting excited. Was he going to ask me out?
"You are really nice and everything Jen. But - "
i But? /i
"-I can't do it. It's just not fair. Don't get me wrong, Jen, I really like you. But I can't do this to Ginny. She's a good friend of mine, and this would kill her. I couldn't do that to a friend. You understand, right?"
I nodded my head sadly. I wish I had said more, that I had protested. But I didn't. And I went on to class, in a state of sadness.
The next morning I woke up slightly early. I went through some of my stuff, looking for various books and other items. I also looked around the room, noticing my roommates.
Sleeping in the bed next to me was Hermoine Granger. Sleeping the next bed was Parvati Patil. I had met her last night. She seemed to be one of those girls who was always giggling. She was very pretty, and she didn't seem to have much of a personality, beyond flirting, and talking but she was basically nice.
Sleeping in the bed next to Parvati was Lavender Brown (same last name as me, but we aren't related). She was best friends with Parvati, but I liked her better. She seemed to be less snobby and friendlier. Also, Parvati seemed to also have a thing for Harry, and someone told me that he had taken her to a ball last year.
I felt butterflies in my stomach just thinking about Harry again. I couldn't wait to see him downstairs. He was simply amazing, handsome, smart, kind, and brave. Everything a girl could ever want in a guy.
But what could a guy like that ever see in a girl like me? I wasn't anything special. I wasn't so pretty, and even if I was, there were tons of pretty girls at Hogwarts, and Harry could probably have almost any girl he wanted. I would never have a chance.
But he seemed to like me. Was it really possible?
The strange thing was, I didn't know what to do next. I had been "asleep" for 4 years. I hadn't dealt with anything like this in my life. I had only been "awake" for 3 months, and this was my first real guy experience.
I got out of bed and got dressed. As I finished, I looked in the mirror. I saw a pretty average-looking girl, nothing very special.
A few minutes later, everyone else woke up. Everyone was feeling pretty tired and groggy, but they managed to get ready in time for breakfast. Hermoine started to teach me to navigate the school as we walked down towards the Great Hall.
Harry and Ron were already sitting at the table. "Course schedules," Ron said, almost incomprehensible as he was eating 5 pancakes. There was a whole pile of them on the table. I took a first year schedule and looked at it. First period today I had… Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Greene.
"Oooh, you're lucky today. We have double Snape first." Harry frowned. "I don't know if Greene is any good. You can keep me informed."
"Sure." Harry smiled at me for a second, and then glanced at the Ravenclaw table. He held his eyes there for about a minute, and then shook his head. He frowned and wiped his forehead. He turned back to me.
"Shall I walk you to class?" He sounded agitated.
"Won't you be late to Po-"
"Don't worry about it. We might as well get an early start. Let's go."
* * *
There he went again. Walking off with that girl. Jennifer. Jennifer didn't deserve Harry. Maybe she didn't deserve him either, but Ginny was enraged that just anyone could take away her Harry.
iSo what should I do know?/i Ginny wondered how she could get Harry back. Back. Harry had never been hers in the first place.
iHow can I get Harry to pay attention to me?/i Ginny always desperately wanted Harry to notice her. But with the new girl on the scene, it would be even harder.
It was time for action.
* * *
Harry and I walked slowly down the corridor towards the classroom. The hallway seemed deserted; no one was there. We were alone. Alone together.
Harry had gone silent. He seemed to be thinking very hard. Suddenly he stopped walking and took my hand.
"Jen? I really like you."
"I really like you too, Harry."
Harry smiled. "Jen, I really really like you. And I would really like to get to know you better. You are a great person."
I was getting excited. Was he going to ask me out?
"You are really nice and everything Jen. But - "
i But? /i
"-I can't do it. It's just not fair. Don't get me wrong, Jen, I really like you. But I can't do this to Ginny. She's a good friend of mine, and this would kill her. I couldn't do that to a friend. You understand, right?"
I nodded my head sadly. I wish I had said more, that I had protested. But I didn't. And I went on to class, in a state of sadness.