Chapter Seven
I sat down at a desk in Professor Greene's classroom. Everyone else was already there, and they were all staring at me. It was easy to say why, first of all, I had just arrived late to class, plus the fact that I was 4 years older than them, plus my fame as being the girl who was in a coma.
Professor Greene was also looking at me. He was staring at me intently, only stopping when I caught his eye.
"Hello class. I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year. This class happens to be extremely important, especially this year, as Voldemort has come back."
The class gasped in shock as they heard their professor use the name, and as they heard his terrible pronouncement. Though they all knew this was the truth, nothing had happened yet and they all tried to deny this truth.
"I'm sorry, you-know-who." I thought I saw him roll his eyes, but he smiled. "All right, let me take attendance."
He started calling attendance. After one girl, he said: "Jennifer Brown?"
"Here." I smiled.
"Do I know you?" He looked at me intently once again.
"Well, I might have been in the newspaper," I replied.
"I know that. It's just that… you look so familiar." He paused for a second, and shook his head. "I must be imagining it. Robert DeBlanc?"
* * *
After a long, tiring first day, I climbed upstairs to the Gryffindor tower. I walked into the common room and plopped down on the coach. What a day. A few minutes later, Hermoine came at sat down next to me.
"Hey, how was your first day?"
"Very tiring." I answered truthfully. Hermoine smiled and I only frowned back. She must have noticed something in my face as she asked, "Jen, is something wrong?"
"No, no, nothing," I answered, a bit too quickly.
"Something's wrong," Hermoine muttered to herself. "Oh my… it's not… is it Harry? It is isn't it? What happened?"
"Nothing," I lied. "I don't want to talk about it."
Just then, Ron walked in. "Hermoine, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah sure." She stood up. "Are you going to be all right?"
"Yeah. I'll be fine." Hermoine walked away, looking back at me sadly.
By that time, everyone had come into the common room. The room was filled with people talking, flirting, and having fun. I sat alone; no one paying me any attention. Ron and Hermoine were talking in a corner. Harry was sitting with Parvati, Lavender, and Neville, doing some first day homework. There was no one else that I knew, no one else I could talk to.
Suddenly, someone sat down next to me on the couch. Who was it? Harry? I slowly turned around. One of Ron's brothers, either Fred or George, was sitting there, not looking at me, and not smiling.
"Hello," I said shyly. Fred or George turned around.
"Hi," he replied. "Why don't you come join the fun?" He pointed to a crowd of 6th and 7th years who were laughing together in the middle of the common room. "You look lonely."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry. I'm just not quite up to it."
"What's the matter?"
I shook my head again.
"Is it Harry?" I didn't answer, but he seemed to guess that he was right. "Come, let's go talk about it." I shook my head. "Come on, you'll feel better. I know a great place. I'm the only one who knows about it. Not even my brother. Let me show you." To my surprise, he took my hand and started walking me across the common-room.
"Speaking of your brother, which one are you?"
* * *
Harry watched silently as Jennifer left the room with Fred. Where was Fred taking her? She had looked upset, maybe Fred was going to use some jokes to make her feel better. Fred was just being nice, at least so Harry hoped. He couldn't possibly…
iNo, Fred likes Angelina./i
Harry had really wanted to ask Jennifer out, and it was killing him almost as much as it was killing her. But he knew that it would kill Ginny so much more.
Where was Ginny anyway?
Harry looked around the common-room. She was nowhere to be found.
"Harry…" Parvati whined. "Can you explain this to me?"
Harry sighed. "Sure, Parvati."
* * *
Fred led me into a long passage. Inside the passage, I saw a large collection of "stuff". There were many papers, candies, and other strange items which I could not give a name to.
"This is my secret hideout," Fred explained. "I come here when I need to think."
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, truly confused. I knew he was trying to be kind to me, and make me feel better, but why would he reveal his secret lair to me.
Fred looked at me. "Jen, ever since I first saw you on the train, I have really liked you. Now I realize that you like Harry, and that you might not want to hear this from me. But I think you should leave Harry for Ginny. She's my sister… and she really loves him. But Jen, I really like you. Will you at least… think about it?"
I nodded my head. "Sure. I'll think about it."
"Let me just give you something else to think about." Fred smiled, took my hand, and gently kissed my lips. I closed my eyes, feeling a rush of excitement. It was my first kiss. It lasted about five seconds, then he pulled away.
"Think about it. You know where to find me."
He walked out of the passage, only turning back for a brief second. After a few minutes sitting in shock, I walked out, closed the door, went up to my room, and fell asleep, more confused than I had been in the morning.
So what do you think? Please review. Also, tell me what you want to happen with the romance. I'm not saying I'll actually listen to you, but I'm curious. Will Jen and Fred get together? What happened between Ron and Hermoine? And where iis/i Ginny? Find out next chapter...
I sat down at a desk in Professor Greene's classroom. Everyone else was already there, and they were all staring at me. It was easy to say why, first of all, I had just arrived late to class, plus the fact that I was 4 years older than them, plus my fame as being the girl who was in a coma.
Professor Greene was also looking at me. He was staring at me intently, only stopping when I caught his eye.
"Hello class. I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year. This class happens to be extremely important, especially this year, as Voldemort has come back."
The class gasped in shock as they heard their professor use the name, and as they heard his terrible pronouncement. Though they all knew this was the truth, nothing had happened yet and they all tried to deny this truth.
"I'm sorry, you-know-who." I thought I saw him roll his eyes, but he smiled. "All right, let me take attendance."
He started calling attendance. After one girl, he said: "Jennifer Brown?"
"Here." I smiled.
"Do I know you?" He looked at me intently once again.
"Well, I might have been in the newspaper," I replied.
"I know that. It's just that… you look so familiar." He paused for a second, and shook his head. "I must be imagining it. Robert DeBlanc?"
* * *
After a long, tiring first day, I climbed upstairs to the Gryffindor tower. I walked into the common room and plopped down on the coach. What a day. A few minutes later, Hermoine came at sat down next to me.
"Hey, how was your first day?"
"Very tiring." I answered truthfully. Hermoine smiled and I only frowned back. She must have noticed something in my face as she asked, "Jen, is something wrong?"
"No, no, nothing," I answered, a bit too quickly.
"Something's wrong," Hermoine muttered to herself. "Oh my… it's not… is it Harry? It is isn't it? What happened?"
"Nothing," I lied. "I don't want to talk about it."
Just then, Ron walked in. "Hermoine, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah sure." She stood up. "Are you going to be all right?"
"Yeah. I'll be fine." Hermoine walked away, looking back at me sadly.
By that time, everyone had come into the common room. The room was filled with people talking, flirting, and having fun. I sat alone; no one paying me any attention. Ron and Hermoine were talking in a corner. Harry was sitting with Parvati, Lavender, and Neville, doing some first day homework. There was no one else that I knew, no one else I could talk to.
Suddenly, someone sat down next to me on the couch. Who was it? Harry? I slowly turned around. One of Ron's brothers, either Fred or George, was sitting there, not looking at me, and not smiling.
"Hello," I said shyly. Fred or George turned around.
"Hi," he replied. "Why don't you come join the fun?" He pointed to a crowd of 6th and 7th years who were laughing together in the middle of the common room. "You look lonely."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry. I'm just not quite up to it."
"What's the matter?"
I shook my head again.
"Is it Harry?" I didn't answer, but he seemed to guess that he was right. "Come, let's go talk about it." I shook my head. "Come on, you'll feel better. I know a great place. I'm the only one who knows about it. Not even my brother. Let me show you." To my surprise, he took my hand and started walking me across the common-room.
"Speaking of your brother, which one are you?"
* * *
Harry watched silently as Jennifer left the room with Fred. Where was Fred taking her? She had looked upset, maybe Fred was going to use some jokes to make her feel better. Fred was just being nice, at least so Harry hoped. He couldn't possibly…
iNo, Fred likes Angelina./i
Harry had really wanted to ask Jennifer out, and it was killing him almost as much as it was killing her. But he knew that it would kill Ginny so much more.
Where was Ginny anyway?
Harry looked around the common-room. She was nowhere to be found.
"Harry…" Parvati whined. "Can you explain this to me?"
Harry sighed. "Sure, Parvati."
* * *
Fred led me into a long passage. Inside the passage, I saw a large collection of "stuff". There were many papers, candies, and other strange items which I could not give a name to.
"This is my secret hideout," Fred explained. "I come here when I need to think."
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, truly confused. I knew he was trying to be kind to me, and make me feel better, but why would he reveal his secret lair to me.
Fred looked at me. "Jen, ever since I first saw you on the train, I have really liked you. Now I realize that you like Harry, and that you might not want to hear this from me. But I think you should leave Harry for Ginny. She's my sister… and she really loves him. But Jen, I really like you. Will you at least… think about it?"
I nodded my head. "Sure. I'll think about it."
"Let me just give you something else to think about." Fred smiled, took my hand, and gently kissed my lips. I closed my eyes, feeling a rush of excitement. It was my first kiss. It lasted about five seconds, then he pulled away.
"Think about it. You know where to find me."
He walked out of the passage, only turning back for a brief second. After a few minutes sitting in shock, I walked out, closed the door, went up to my room, and fell asleep, more confused than I had been in the morning.
So what do you think? Please review. Also, tell me what you want to happen with the romance. I'm not saying I'll actually listen to you, but I'm curious. Will Jen and Fred get together? What happened between Ron and Hermoine? And where iis/i Ginny? Find out next chapter...