Musiteers
By Jondy, 14. 6. 01
Disclaimer: Joanne Rowling is the coolest. What more is there to say?
Author's Notes: Okay, it's incredibly short. I wrote it last night at 2 am. Damn insomnia!
Across the common room I could see them, heads bent together. One head of spiky, untidy black hair, one of thick, curly -almost bushy - brown hair, and my brother's head of red straight hair. They were obviously deep in conversation - I often wondered how much these three kept between themselves, hidden from the rest of the world.
Though some thought it amazing they had remained friends for five years, I didn't. Their fights only seemed to make them stronger. I remember Hermione and Harry talking about them as some "Three Muskets" or "Three Musiteers" or something. Must be some Muggle thing.
Hermione shook her curls slightly, and I could see Ron smile at her. Though Hermione would deny it vehemently, I think she is pretty. And I know Ron thinks she is beautiful. Everyone has seen the way Hermione and Ron look at each other when they think no-one is looking, and how they kiss when they think no-one can see. I often wonder if what they feel for each other runs deeper than what most 15 year old boyfriends and girlfriends feel for each other, but I dismiss the notion as silly. Of course they do. Anyone can see it in their eyes.
Hermione was making her way over to me.
"Coming down to dinner, Ginny?" she asked, as I smiled and replied yes. I followed Harry, Hermione and Ron out of the protrait hole, and smiled.
By Jondy, 14. 6. 01
Disclaimer: Joanne Rowling is the coolest. What more is there to say?
Author's Notes: Okay, it's incredibly short. I wrote it last night at 2 am. Damn insomnia!
Across the common room I could see them, heads bent together. One head of spiky, untidy black hair, one of thick, curly -almost bushy - brown hair, and my brother's head of red straight hair. They were obviously deep in conversation - I often wondered how much these three kept between themselves, hidden from the rest of the world.
Though some thought it amazing they had remained friends for five years, I didn't. Their fights only seemed to make them stronger. I remember Hermione and Harry talking about them as some "Three Muskets" or "Three Musiteers" or something. Must be some Muggle thing.
Hermione shook her curls slightly, and I could see Ron smile at her. Though Hermione would deny it vehemently, I think she is pretty. And I know Ron thinks she is beautiful. Everyone has seen the way Hermione and Ron look at each other when they think no-one is looking, and how they kiss when they think no-one can see. I often wonder if what they feel for each other runs deeper than what most 15 year old boyfriends and girlfriends feel for each other, but I dismiss the notion as silly. Of course they do. Anyone can see it in their eyes.
Hermione was making her way over to me.
"Coming down to dinner, Ginny?" she asked, as I smiled and replied yes. I followed Harry, Hermione and Ron out of the protrait hole, and smiled.