Sorry for taking so long to update. I had writer's block for a while and
to tell the truth, I contemplated giving up on this fic but when I read
your reviews, it changed my mine. Thanks to all those to reviewed.
Disclaimer: Per usual. The characters don't belong to me.
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Michiru looked at Haruka with a sad look on her face, as though she was seeing the person she has been searching for her whole life. She seemed oblivious to the fact that there were others with her other than Haruka. She saw only Haruka and no one else.
Hermione was the first to make a move to break the silence that was surrounding them all, in contrast with the happy laughter that was coming from all the other compartments. "Haruka, do you know her?" she asked tentatively. *My luck couldn't get any better can it? The one guy who has caught my eye happens to have a drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend.*
Upon hearing Hermione's voice, Haruka seemed to awaken from the spell of Michiru's enchanting eyes. "Yeah," Haruka answered, trying to sound casual while trying to hide the effect Michiru had on her. *I don't only know her. I've loved her as long as I can remember. How could I have forgotten how it feels like to look into her eyes and actually feel as though I drowning in them?* "Could you excuse me for a moment? I need to talk to Michiru alone."
Without waiting for an answer from her newly found friends, Haruka proceeded to leave the compartment that went silent all over again, all eyes trained on the back of Haruka who was leaving while holding Michiru's hand so tenderly and pulling her out of the compartment. Michiru followed Haruka without any objection but not before she turned around and shot a deadly look at Hermione, who seemed to be rooted at her place, with a look that was unreadable.
"Oh boy," said Ron, flinching when Haruka closed the door a little harder than she clearly meant to. "If looks could kill, you would be a pile of dust right now, Hermione."
"Shut up Ron," Hermione said gloomily. From the look that Michiru had shot her, it was obvious that Haruka had an overprotective girlfriend who didn't like another girl to be even near to Haruka, let alone actually being friends with Haruka. *Why must he be taken? Oh, who am I fooling? I can't expect him to fall head over heels for a bumbling fool like me when he can have any girl in the world, especially an elegant girl like Michiru. Even her name sounds more elegant than mine. Haruka can have anyone in the world and yet, her aqua-haired girlfriend just decided that Hermione was competing against for to grab Haruka's attention.
"Don't look so down, Herm," Ron said with a smile, seeing Hermione's gloomy face. "You didn't expect him to be available, did you?"
"I asked you to shut up!" Hermione practically shouted at Ron, grabbing the book that she had placed next to her when she sat down earlier before both Ron and Hermione went looking for Harry.
"Cool down Herm," Harry said, staring out of the window, not really listening to Ron and Hermione's bickering. "Ron was just joking with you."
"Yeah," answered Ron smugly, glad that he had Harry backing him up. "Lighten up already. If you haven't been too caught up with drooling after that blonde haired guy…"
"His name is Haruka," Haruka said, not realizing that he had spoken out loud.
"I know his name," Ron snapped at Harry. "Sorry. Didn't mean to sound so harsh."
"It's alright," Harry said nonchalantly.
"As I was saying," Ron continued talking, looking at Hermione who hid behind the book as though she could find the secret behind Animagi inside the Muggle book that she was reading. "If you haven't been drooling over Haruka, you would have noticed that you barely talked to either one of us since you set your eyes on Haruka."
"You jealous?" asked Harry, unable to resist making fun of Ron.
"No, of course not," Ron answered a little bit too hurriedly, looking flustered by Harry's innocent comment that seemed to hit a raw nerve.
"Yes you are," Hermione said, looking straight into Ron's eyes.
"Wha…" *She can't know. She can't. There's no way that she already knows…*
"You're jealous that I've found someone so nice and down-to-earth to like while all that you can manage to get your hormones raging are when you set your eyes on a dancing Veela," Hermione said matter-of-factly, staring at Ron and daring him to retaliate in any way at all.
"Whatever," Ron said softly, not wanting to fight with Hermione who seemed so cross at the moment.
All of them sat in silence, caught up in their own thoughts. Hermione remained behind her book but her mind seemed far from being on her book. Ron sat with his hands clasped together, sitting uncomfortably as though his pants was on fire while Harry just stared out the window of the moving train, his eyes set on nothing of particular interest.
*Haruka… His name suits him so well…* Harry mentally hit himself when he realized what he had been thinking about. He couldn't understand his own feelings at the moment. What was happening to him? *Maybe I need to go and see Cho. Maybe I miss her too much, that's why I'm starting to like Haruka… NO!!! I don't like Haruka!*
*She is really pretty now, compared to the first time I saw her,* Ron thought to himself. *I just wish that she would look at me the way she was looking at Haruka just now. Will I ever get the guts to reveal to her my real feelings?*
*Stupid girl! Why did you have to be so mean? Ron was just joking. Now you went and hurt with your thoughtless comments. If Ron meant about me drooling over Haruka, is it possible that Haruka realizes it too? Oh, this is getting to be so embarrassing!*
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and ran towards the door, curious about what could happen aboard Hogwarts Express.
"It's stuck!"
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Note: Sorry for leaving another cliffhanger. If you really want to find out what is going to happen, review, and I'll put up the next chapter. It's all in my head, but I haven't typed it out yet. A few reviews would indeed help boost my motivation to continue writing. Or typing in this case… =)
Disclaimer: Per usual. The characters don't belong to me.
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Michiru looked at Haruka with a sad look on her face, as though she was seeing the person she has been searching for her whole life. She seemed oblivious to the fact that there were others with her other than Haruka. She saw only Haruka and no one else.
Hermione was the first to make a move to break the silence that was surrounding them all, in contrast with the happy laughter that was coming from all the other compartments. "Haruka, do you know her?" she asked tentatively. *My luck couldn't get any better can it? The one guy who has caught my eye happens to have a drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend.*
Upon hearing Hermione's voice, Haruka seemed to awaken from the spell of Michiru's enchanting eyes. "Yeah," Haruka answered, trying to sound casual while trying to hide the effect Michiru had on her. *I don't only know her. I've loved her as long as I can remember. How could I have forgotten how it feels like to look into her eyes and actually feel as though I drowning in them?* "Could you excuse me for a moment? I need to talk to Michiru alone."
Without waiting for an answer from her newly found friends, Haruka proceeded to leave the compartment that went silent all over again, all eyes trained on the back of Haruka who was leaving while holding Michiru's hand so tenderly and pulling her out of the compartment. Michiru followed Haruka without any objection but not before she turned around and shot a deadly look at Hermione, who seemed to be rooted at her place, with a look that was unreadable.
"Oh boy," said Ron, flinching when Haruka closed the door a little harder than she clearly meant to. "If looks could kill, you would be a pile of dust right now, Hermione."
"Shut up Ron," Hermione said gloomily. From the look that Michiru had shot her, it was obvious that Haruka had an overprotective girlfriend who didn't like another girl to be even near to Haruka, let alone actually being friends with Haruka. *Why must he be taken? Oh, who am I fooling? I can't expect him to fall head over heels for a bumbling fool like me when he can have any girl in the world, especially an elegant girl like Michiru. Even her name sounds more elegant than mine. Haruka can have anyone in the world and yet, her aqua-haired girlfriend just decided that Hermione was competing against for to grab Haruka's attention.
"Don't look so down, Herm," Ron said with a smile, seeing Hermione's gloomy face. "You didn't expect him to be available, did you?"
"I asked you to shut up!" Hermione practically shouted at Ron, grabbing the book that she had placed next to her when she sat down earlier before both Ron and Hermione went looking for Harry.
"Cool down Herm," Harry said, staring out of the window, not really listening to Ron and Hermione's bickering. "Ron was just joking with you."
"Yeah," answered Ron smugly, glad that he had Harry backing him up. "Lighten up already. If you haven't been too caught up with drooling after that blonde haired guy…"
"His name is Haruka," Haruka said, not realizing that he had spoken out loud.
"I know his name," Ron snapped at Harry. "Sorry. Didn't mean to sound so harsh."
"It's alright," Harry said nonchalantly.
"As I was saying," Ron continued talking, looking at Hermione who hid behind the book as though she could find the secret behind Animagi inside the Muggle book that she was reading. "If you haven't been drooling over Haruka, you would have noticed that you barely talked to either one of us since you set your eyes on Haruka."
"You jealous?" asked Harry, unable to resist making fun of Ron.
"No, of course not," Ron answered a little bit too hurriedly, looking flustered by Harry's innocent comment that seemed to hit a raw nerve.
"Yes you are," Hermione said, looking straight into Ron's eyes.
"Wha…" *She can't know. She can't. There's no way that she already knows…*
"You're jealous that I've found someone so nice and down-to-earth to like while all that you can manage to get your hormones raging are when you set your eyes on a dancing Veela," Hermione said matter-of-factly, staring at Ron and daring him to retaliate in any way at all.
"Whatever," Ron said softly, not wanting to fight with Hermione who seemed so cross at the moment.
All of them sat in silence, caught up in their own thoughts. Hermione remained behind her book but her mind seemed far from being on her book. Ron sat with his hands clasped together, sitting uncomfortably as though his pants was on fire while Harry just stared out the window of the moving train, his eyes set on nothing of particular interest.
*Haruka… His name suits him so well…* Harry mentally hit himself when he realized what he had been thinking about. He couldn't understand his own feelings at the moment. What was happening to him? *Maybe I need to go and see Cho. Maybe I miss her too much, that's why I'm starting to like Haruka… NO!!! I don't like Haruka!*
*She is really pretty now, compared to the first time I saw her,* Ron thought to himself. *I just wish that she would look at me the way she was looking at Haruka just now. Will I ever get the guts to reveal to her my real feelings?*
*Stupid girl! Why did you have to be so mean? Ron was just joking. Now you went and hurt with your thoughtless comments. If Ron meant about me drooling over Haruka, is it possible that Haruka realizes it too? Oh, this is getting to be so embarrassing!*
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and ran towards the door, curious about what could happen aboard Hogwarts Express.
"It's stuck!"
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Note: Sorry for leaving another cliffhanger. If you really want to find out what is going to happen, review, and I'll put up the next chapter. It's all in my head, but I haven't typed it out yet. A few reviews would indeed help boost my motivation to continue writing. Or typing in this case… =)