Rainshadow(Who says she's opening to Baise? Also who say's she's not doing
things*to* him instead ^_~) SoulSister(^__^ Thank you!) Saotomealita(Thank
you ^_^ *gushes again* We even made a banner sporting 'CrystalStarGuardian
and Klee: Queens of Fan Fiction'. Thank for making our heads grow ^_~)
Star(Yes we are wonderful aren't we? *chuckles* Kidding!) ClarKeRaVen(My
favs are! Yay! Hmm Harry *might* be able to help. Or in Star's point of
view, make it worse) Lichan(Yup Lichan we are notorious for it. ^__^ Ah
yes, memories. ^_^ Thank CSG for the fabulous line) Prongs("As always". You
flatter us)
Star was sitting, hugging her knees, on a rock near the lake. A cool breeze blew through her hair making it sway softly behind her. Unlike the sun shining brightly above her, Star was sporting a frown.
I don't understand, she thought, why I'm so fuckin affected by some girl. A *Gryffindor* no less! She's so.. ugh.. her.
Sighing and putting her head down, she didn't hear the soft footsteps pad up to her and didn't realize until the person was sitting right next to her that he was there.
"Harry!? If you want info. or something go find it somewhere else."
He smiled at her with an innocent gleam in his eyes. "I'm just sitting here."
"Fine, if that's all you want." She turned away from him and made herself stare at the clear surface of the lake. If this was another attempt to make Star Pellerin open up well, he had another thing coming.
"Nice day isn't it?" he started, looking around him.
"Mmm yeah.. Real nice," came Star's grumbled reply.
"Nice quidditch weather at least," he commented with a shrug.
She groaned thinking of the inevitable upcoming match, Slytherin Vs. Gryffindor.
He leaned back against his arms and watched her out of the corner of his eyes. They sat there in silence for a good ten minutes, Star's mind debating against her conscience all the while.
"Why why why!?" Finally giving in, she hung her head in defeat.
"Why what?" he asked softly. This was working out just the way he hoped it would. People tend to open to others who don't press for details.
"It's all Kaleb fault!" she put her face in her hands.
Harry stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.
"I don't understand this. Why am I-" she looked at him revealing sagging eyelids from lack of sleep, "so affected? It's like I'm under this horrible curse. Maybe she turned to the Dark Arts..-"
He smiled kindly at her and put an arm around her shoulders causing her to lean on him. "You know, I used to feel that way. You feel confused and helplessly lost right?"
She simply nodded. "But I think for you, it's different. Star you're not like a lot of people. You transfer your emotions it into anger instead of letting them out," pausing to think and brace himself, he continued, "Star do you think you might be, ah, in love?"
She literally jumped away and threw him the best accusing look she could muster. "What the HELL!! Harry you too? The whole fucking worlds against me." She jumped down and stalked back into the castle without a glance back.
But she could not run away from the phrase that kept repeating itself in her head.
'Star do you think you might be, ah, in love?'
Star was sitting, hugging her knees, on a rock near the lake. A cool breeze blew through her hair making it sway softly behind her. Unlike the sun shining brightly above her, Star was sporting a frown.
I don't understand, she thought, why I'm so fuckin affected by some girl. A *Gryffindor* no less! She's so.. ugh.. her.
Sighing and putting her head down, she didn't hear the soft footsteps pad up to her and didn't realize until the person was sitting right next to her that he was there.
"Harry!? If you want info. or something go find it somewhere else."
He smiled at her with an innocent gleam in his eyes. "I'm just sitting here."
"Fine, if that's all you want." She turned away from him and made herself stare at the clear surface of the lake. If this was another attempt to make Star Pellerin open up well, he had another thing coming.
"Nice day isn't it?" he started, looking around him.
"Mmm yeah.. Real nice," came Star's grumbled reply.
"Nice quidditch weather at least," he commented with a shrug.
She groaned thinking of the inevitable upcoming match, Slytherin Vs. Gryffindor.
He leaned back against his arms and watched her out of the corner of his eyes. They sat there in silence for a good ten minutes, Star's mind debating against her conscience all the while.
"Why why why!?" Finally giving in, she hung her head in defeat.
"Why what?" he asked softly. This was working out just the way he hoped it would. People tend to open to others who don't press for details.
"It's all Kaleb fault!" she put her face in her hands.
Harry stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.
"I don't understand this. Why am I-" she looked at him revealing sagging eyelids from lack of sleep, "so affected? It's like I'm under this horrible curse. Maybe she turned to the Dark Arts..-"
He smiled kindly at her and put an arm around her shoulders causing her to lean on him. "You know, I used to feel that way. You feel confused and helplessly lost right?"
She simply nodded. "But I think for you, it's different. Star you're not like a lot of people. You transfer your emotions it into anger instead of letting them out," pausing to think and brace himself, he continued, "Star do you think you might be, ah, in love?"
She literally jumped away and threw him the best accusing look she could muster. "What the HELL!! Harry you too? The whole fucking worlds against me." She jumped down and stalked back into the castle without a glance back.
But she could not run away from the phrase that kept repeating itself in her head.
'Star do you think you might be, ah, in love?'
