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Chapter Eight - The Responses
I lay on my bed, unable to fall asleep. It was about 8 o'clock; too early for everyone else to come back in.
I was still in a state of shock. I couldn't believe that Fred had just asked me out. What should I say? I still liked Harry, but Harry was now out of the picture.
I lay awake, just thinking. At about 8:30, Hermoine walked in.
"Jen? Are you asleep?"
"No." I sat up. "Why are you back so early?"
"I can ask the same question to you?"
I smiled. "But I asked first. What's going on? Did something happen with Ron?"
She paused, obviously thinking before she answered. "Yes."
"And-?"
"Oh, Jen. He asked me out." Hermoine burst into tears.
"And what did you say?"
"I said no!" Hermoine sobbed madly.
"What?!?" I was in shock. "How could you? Why? You obviously like him. Go back out there! Tell him you changed your mind!"
"I can't," Hermoine sobbed.
I put my arm around her encouragingly. "Yes, you can."
"No," she replied. "You don't understand. I can't." Tears flowed freely from her eyes.
"He likes you. You like him. You're right, I don't understand."
"I can't tell you," Hermoine cried. "I love him so much but I can't…"
"Don't cry, Hermoine." She buried her head in her arms. "Is there something you want me to do for you?"
"I need to get my mind off this," she sighed, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Just tell me your own problems, maybe I'll forget about mine."
"Well," I stammered. I felt bad, she was here sobbing, and I was about to tell her my own troubles? This didn't seem right but she did ask. "Well, I liked Harry, Harry didn't ask me out, and then Fred Weasley asked me out -"
"Woa!!!" Hermoine exclaimed. "Seriously?" She forgot her tears in her shock. "What did you say?"
"I said, I'd think about it. I don't know what to do. I mean, there's Harry, but I'm pretty sure that's over. I really like Harry, but Fred is pretty cool. What should I do?"
Hermoine wiped the tears out of her eyes. "Ooh, this is tough. I guess it's your decision, I can't really tell you what to do. They are both great guys. But I'll tell you one thing, it's wrong to go out with a guy that you don't really have feelings for." The look in Hermoine's eyes suddenly changed, as if she was remembering something. "Just think about that before you decide."
She lay down on her bed. "Thank you. I'll let you think now."
I lay for about five minutes thinking about what Hermoine said. She was right. I didn't really have feelings for Fred. He was a nice guy, but there was no love there. All my love was still with Harry, regardless of his feelings for me.
I got up, knowing what I had to do.
I walked out of the room and back down towards the common room. It was still noisy. Harry was now sitting with Ron, who looked upset from Hermoine's answer. I didn't see Fred, just George, hanging out with three other girls, who were laughing at him. Parvati and Lavender were flirting with Dean and Seamus. The first years from my class were sitting quietly doing homework, which I realized I hadn't yet done. Fred could wait, I had to do homework.
I walked over to the first years, who looked up as I joined them.
"What do you want?" asked one of the first years coldly.
"Can I join you in doing this homework?" I asked. "I don't really understand it."
"Why don't you get your good friend Harry Potter to help you? I mean, you obviously think you are too cool for us." The first years nodded in agreement.
"Well, excuse me," I replied, and walked away. Damn. What was I going to do now? Why do they hate me so much?
I decided to go down to the library, to either do my work, or to find Fred. I went through the portrait and down to the library. However, before I got there, I saw a boy and a girl kissing in a deserted hallway. Before I could turn away, I realized that it was none other than Ginny Weasley.
I gaped in shock. I couldn't believe it. Ginny who loved Harry for over three years was now kissing some other guy. I didn't believe it. My eyes were playing tricks on me.
No, I realized, my eyes weren't deceiving me. That was really Ginny. I didn't recognize the boy, but I knew he was in Gryffindor, and he looked like he was about 16, which meant he was probably in 6th year. Oh, god, that was a surprise. I still couldn't believe it.
I continued walking to the library. When I got there, I walked inside. I saw Fred, sitting alone with his head in a book. I was a bit surprised, he hadn't seemed like much of a studier to me, but I walked over to him. "Fred."
He looked up, and smiled. "Yes."
"Look, Fred, I'm sorry. The thing is, I still have feelings for Harry, and I just can't go out with you. I'm really really sorry. I don't want to hurt you."
Fred sighed. "It's all right. I understand."
I started to walk away, then I turned back. "Just one question though." I described the boy I had seen kissing Ginny. "Who is that?"
Fred looked at me. "That's my best friend, Lee Jordan. Why?"
I couldn't tell him. "No reason. Just curious."
Fred looked like he was trying to read my brain. He studied my face, and shook his head.
"Good night, then," he replied.
Okay, there we go. Only a few more steps and everyone's romantic lives will be completly messed up. Ha ha ha. Whatever, as i said above, please review, and just cuz i'm very curious, tell me who you want to get together in my story, because i enjoy your opinions even if i don't listen to them (but if they are really interesting i will).
Chapter Eight - The Responses
I lay on my bed, unable to fall asleep. It was about 8 o'clock; too early for everyone else to come back in.
I was still in a state of shock. I couldn't believe that Fred had just asked me out. What should I say? I still liked Harry, but Harry was now out of the picture.
I lay awake, just thinking. At about 8:30, Hermoine walked in.
"Jen? Are you asleep?"
"No." I sat up. "Why are you back so early?"
"I can ask the same question to you?"
I smiled. "But I asked first. What's going on? Did something happen with Ron?"
She paused, obviously thinking before she answered. "Yes."
"And-?"
"Oh, Jen. He asked me out." Hermoine burst into tears.
"And what did you say?"
"I said no!" Hermoine sobbed madly.
"What?!?" I was in shock. "How could you? Why? You obviously like him. Go back out there! Tell him you changed your mind!"
"I can't," Hermoine sobbed.
I put my arm around her encouragingly. "Yes, you can."
"No," she replied. "You don't understand. I can't." Tears flowed freely from her eyes.
"He likes you. You like him. You're right, I don't understand."
"I can't tell you," Hermoine cried. "I love him so much but I can't…"
"Don't cry, Hermoine." She buried her head in her arms. "Is there something you want me to do for you?"
"I need to get my mind off this," she sighed, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Just tell me your own problems, maybe I'll forget about mine."
"Well," I stammered. I felt bad, she was here sobbing, and I was about to tell her my own troubles? This didn't seem right but she did ask. "Well, I liked Harry, Harry didn't ask me out, and then Fred Weasley asked me out -"
"Woa!!!" Hermoine exclaimed. "Seriously?" She forgot her tears in her shock. "What did you say?"
"I said, I'd think about it. I don't know what to do. I mean, there's Harry, but I'm pretty sure that's over. I really like Harry, but Fred is pretty cool. What should I do?"
Hermoine wiped the tears out of her eyes. "Ooh, this is tough. I guess it's your decision, I can't really tell you what to do. They are both great guys. But I'll tell you one thing, it's wrong to go out with a guy that you don't really have feelings for." The look in Hermoine's eyes suddenly changed, as if she was remembering something. "Just think about that before you decide."
She lay down on her bed. "Thank you. I'll let you think now."
I lay for about five minutes thinking about what Hermoine said. She was right. I didn't really have feelings for Fred. He was a nice guy, but there was no love there. All my love was still with Harry, regardless of his feelings for me.
I got up, knowing what I had to do.
I walked out of the room and back down towards the common room. It was still noisy. Harry was now sitting with Ron, who looked upset from Hermoine's answer. I didn't see Fred, just George, hanging out with three other girls, who were laughing at him. Parvati and Lavender were flirting with Dean and Seamus. The first years from my class were sitting quietly doing homework, which I realized I hadn't yet done. Fred could wait, I had to do homework.
I walked over to the first years, who looked up as I joined them.
"What do you want?" asked one of the first years coldly.
"Can I join you in doing this homework?" I asked. "I don't really understand it."
"Why don't you get your good friend Harry Potter to help you? I mean, you obviously think you are too cool for us." The first years nodded in agreement.
"Well, excuse me," I replied, and walked away. Damn. What was I going to do now? Why do they hate me so much?
I decided to go down to the library, to either do my work, or to find Fred. I went through the portrait and down to the library. However, before I got there, I saw a boy and a girl kissing in a deserted hallway. Before I could turn away, I realized that it was none other than Ginny Weasley.
I gaped in shock. I couldn't believe it. Ginny who loved Harry for over three years was now kissing some other guy. I didn't believe it. My eyes were playing tricks on me.
No, I realized, my eyes weren't deceiving me. That was really Ginny. I didn't recognize the boy, but I knew he was in Gryffindor, and he looked like he was about 16, which meant he was probably in 6th year. Oh, god, that was a surprise. I still couldn't believe it.
I continued walking to the library. When I got there, I walked inside. I saw Fred, sitting alone with his head in a book. I was a bit surprised, he hadn't seemed like much of a studier to me, but I walked over to him. "Fred."
He looked up, and smiled. "Yes."
"Look, Fred, I'm sorry. The thing is, I still have feelings for Harry, and I just can't go out with you. I'm really really sorry. I don't want to hurt you."
Fred sighed. "It's all right. I understand."
I started to walk away, then I turned back. "Just one question though." I described the boy I had seen kissing Ginny. "Who is that?"
Fred looked at me. "That's my best friend, Lee Jordan. Why?"
I couldn't tell him. "No reason. Just curious."
Fred looked like he was trying to read my brain. He studied my face, and shook his head.
"Good night, then," he replied.
Okay, there we go. Only a few more steps and everyone's romantic lives will be completly messed up. Ha ha ha. Whatever, as i said above, please review, and just cuz i'm very curious, tell me who you want to get together in my story, because i enjoy your opinions even if i don't listen to them (but if they are really interesting i will).