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Feelings~(one week later)
"Just tell him how you feel," Hermione said to herself, "yeah, but you *know* he doesn't like you like that, to him your just Herm, his best friend, or worse his little sister, you don't want to ruin a great friendship, do you?
Yeah, but his smile makes you go weak in the knees, the way you get lost in his deep green eyes, the way he stands up for you when anyone hurts you, you *know* you love him and you'll *never be happy just being his friend.
I know, but he's *Harry Potter*, famous before he could talk, why would he be interested in a mudblood, bookworm like you?
Harry doesn't care about that sort of thing.
Doesn't he? How well do you really know him?" Hermione screamed in frustration, then fell to the floor crying.
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"Oh, Ron's right," Harry yelled at himself, "stop torturing yourself and just ask her out, I mean your rich, famous, and have been told on several occasions that you are extremely hott, quite charming, and have a nice arse,
Yeah, but Herm doesn't care about that, she goes for the 'brainy' guys, look at your grades, when it comes to that your an also-ran.
But she went to the dance with *Victor*.
But that was just a dance, and you're still not positive she didn't agree to go just to upset you and Ron, and besides she already has a boyfriend, *David*.
What don't you like about him any how, I mean you don't know him, {god, I sound like Herm}. Besides, Herm has always in the past been a great judge of character, except for Drake and every guy she's ever gone out with, but then again you're probably just jealous. There I've admitted it I'm jealous. I'm jealous of every guy Herm has ever smiled at, flirted with, kissed, or when referring to him doesn't add 'seriously, we're just friends.'" Harry threw his pillow at the wall, punctuating these last words. "You're her bestfriend, a protective older brother figure, and even though you don't want to ruin this relationship, you *know* it will *kill* you if you don't tell her soon." Just then he heard "Eurrrrrrrrgh"(Herm screaming). He rushed to her room but found that the door locked. "Herm,it's me, let me in, what's the matter?"
"Nothing," he could hear the tears in her voice, "go away Harry, just, go away."
{Go away!?! She's never told me to go away before. It must be David, I'm going to kill him, no killing him would be too merciful, he wanted to hurt him to cause him as much pain as he caused Hermione}. Harry stormed down the stairs and out of the Griffindor Commons Room, hoping to find David and give him a piece of his mind and hopefully a blackeye, bloody nose, fat lip, and a weeks rest in the hospital wing.
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