Chapter Three
Ron, Harry, and Hermione watched out the window as Ginny and Draco shared their first kiss.
Hermione's heart raced as she watched them share that romantic kiss. She wanted a romance just as they were sharing down by the lake at this moment. Passionate, romantic, suspenseful, addictive. These were all of the things she'd wanted in a relationship for as long as she could remember.
"I'm gunna kill him…I swear, Harry…I'll get you Malfoy!" Ron shouted, watching Draco Malfoy kiss his younger sister by the lake. Ron looked over at Harry. He had a sort of smirk on his face. He shook his head and sighed.
"She's always gone for the bad boys, Ron. You just have to let her learn from her own mistakes," Harry told Ron, glancing down at them.
Hermione's eyes were still glued to the couple. They were now walking back, hand-in-hand, to the castle, smiling. Hermione sighed, knowing right then that just that little, audible sigh was a mistake. Ron and Harry quickly looked over at her. Harry spoke first.
"What's wrong, Herm?" he asked, an odd look in his eyes. She could almost swear it was a look of affections…But, for her? She blushed at the thought, and his eyes brightened and he smiled, confirming her suspicious. She was flattered the he, Harry Potter, the extremely good-looking, sweet, kind, quiet, shy type, would like her.
"Oh, nothing…" she said, quickly looking down, escaping Harry's penetrating eyes.
Ron looked back and forth between them as if he were watching a tennis match. He sensed the lovely vibes, and chuckled a bit. He'd been figuring this would happen…But, somehow, he expected it to happen before their sixth year. He backed away and walked off, smiling. He had always known Harry had loved Herm, and he hoped that the two of them would hook up finally.
Ron, Harry, and Hermione watched out the window as Ginny and Draco shared their first kiss.
Hermione's heart raced as she watched them share that romantic kiss. She wanted a romance just as they were sharing down by the lake at this moment. Passionate, romantic, suspenseful, addictive. These were all of the things she'd wanted in a relationship for as long as she could remember.
"I'm gunna kill him…I swear, Harry…I'll get you Malfoy!" Ron shouted, watching Draco Malfoy kiss his younger sister by the lake. Ron looked over at Harry. He had a sort of smirk on his face. He shook his head and sighed.
"She's always gone for the bad boys, Ron. You just have to let her learn from her own mistakes," Harry told Ron, glancing down at them.
Hermione's eyes were still glued to the couple. They were now walking back, hand-in-hand, to the castle, smiling. Hermione sighed, knowing right then that just that little, audible sigh was a mistake. Ron and Harry quickly looked over at her. Harry spoke first.
"What's wrong, Herm?" he asked, an odd look in his eyes. She could almost swear it was a look of affections…But, for her? She blushed at the thought, and his eyes brightened and he smiled, confirming her suspicious. She was flattered the he, Harry Potter, the extremely good-looking, sweet, kind, quiet, shy type, would like her.
"Oh, nothing…" she said, quickly looking down, escaping Harry's penetrating eyes.
Ron looked back and forth between them as if he were watching a tennis match. He sensed the lovely vibes, and chuckled a bit. He'd been figuring this would happen…But, somehow, he expected it to happen before their sixth year. He backed away and walked off, smiling. He had always known Harry had loved Herm, and he hoped that the two of them would hook up finally.