Ch. 5- Anger and Mixed Feelings
Well all was back to normal. They had gotten away with the perfect prank, and hadn't gotten caught. The only problem was that it was Saturday morning, and that afternoon after lunch was the meeting between Harry and Sarah. Also, the rumor Neville had spread was now throughout half of the school, and it had been exaggerated to an extreme amount. In one story Harry told Ron that he was going to put a poison in Sarah's food if she didn't go out with him. I can only guess what others were. People were beginning to look at Sarah a little funny. She had actually found out about it, and had followed it to its source. Neville Longbottom. She questioned him about it, and he told her everything.
They (except Sarah because she was talking to Neville) sat in the common room playing Wizard's Chess and Exploding Snaps. They realized that it was time for lunch, and walked down to the Great Hall. They found a seat next to George and Lee. Sarah came in a little late, and looking very angry. Harry looked a little pale. They finished eating. Hermione said she was going to the library to study for their Potions exam, and Ron was going to go with Lee and his brothers to go plant some dungbombs. This left Harry and Sarah alone.
They walked quietly to the Quidditch locker room. Sarah asked a little hatefully, "You didn't tell anyone that we were coming here did you?" Harry still looked rather pale, "No, I promise." They finally arrived and entered the room. Nobody was there. There was an awkward silence. "Harry, you do know I'm going out with Oliver don't you?" Harry looked at his feet, "Yes, but I didn't mean what you think I mean. I don't love you like that," Harry said quietly. "That's not why I brought you here." Harry looked confused, "Why did you bring me here?"
Maybe she's going to say that she likes me, and that she's going to break up with Oliver. What am I saying she loves Oliver?
"I brought you here because you kissed me." "Oh... I see. I was just caught up in the moment. I'm really sorry if I hurt you or something." Sarah was beginning to feel angry. He was saying these things just to make her happy. "That's a load of crap. I know it, and you know it. You are such an idiot to think that I would believe that," Harry looked at her in surprise," You know the night it happened you talked to Ron about it. Well, Neville was in the room. He told Seamus, and now half of the school knows. They don't only know about you liking me but also Ron. It's only a matter of time before she hears." Harry started to blush, and he couldn't think of anything to say except... " I'm not an idiot, just a fool. You're right I like you. I don't care if you don't like me. I think you're a beautiful, wonderful, and fun person to be around," his voice is now about a yell, "I would be an idiot to not like you, but I am a fool to think that in some small way you could like me too. And you want to know what, I'm glad you found out it's a load off of my chest. Ron does like Hermione, but she likes him too. Yeah, see told me. I know very well that you're going out with Oliver. I reminded everyday. The way you get that far away look in your eyes when you don't get a letter from him. The way your eyes water everyday when you look at his picture. The way I want to comfort you and tell that it'll be okay. I stop myself, because I know you love him, and not me. I liked you way before I ever told Ron. You think that you have it bad not being able to snog with him everyday. I have worse knowing that the girl I like is in love with another guy. That there is no way she could ever fall for a guy like me... No I take back I not the fool. You are!" He was out of breath, and he looked at the ground. His eyes were watering, and a single teardrop fell down. He wiped it away. Sarah looked at the side; she didn't know what to do. She was so confused. She loved Oliver but why did she want to run over and kiss Harry? Her eyes started to water to. Harry looked at her again. His voice a little hoarse, "I take back something else too. I do love you." He turned around to walk out, but he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around. Sarah wiped away one of his tears and looked into his bloodshot emerald eyes. He didn't know what to expect a slap, or for her to say it back. They leaned a little closer to each other, and he put his hands on her waist. She put her hands on his shoulders, and closed her eyes. She let his lips caress her eyelids. She tilted her head up and kissed him, she pulled away. Harry had a dazed look in his eyes. He looked down at her, and felt shivers go up his spine. Their lips met again, only this time longer. He pulled away from the kiss, "What about Oliver?" She looked into his pleading eyes, "I don't know. I'm a little confused." Harry kissed her forehead, and then gave her another kiss. "Does that help?" She didn't reply. He took his hands of off her and backed away. "Listen I know how I feel, and you just kissed me. So I'm a little confused. Do you love Oliver or me? I'm really tired of playing games. So until you get sorted out don't toy with me. I mean I just spilled out my soul to you. Can't you just make a decision? How hard can it be? I don't want to wait for you forever, and I won't." Sarah looked shocked, "I didn't ask for you to wait. You've never been in a situation like this. I love Oliver..." Harry cut her off, "Would you quit saying that? 'I love Oliver' and 'I'm so confused.' I'm getting tired of hearing it. I'm not confused I know how I feel for you. I LOVE YOU!" She reached up and slapped him, "Sometimes you can be a real jerk. I do know how I feel, and that is nothing for you." She walked out of the locker room. Harry was left by himself to think about what he just missed out on. He didn't come up for dinner, and Ron asked Sarah were he was she said the last place she had seen him was in the locker room. Ron went to look, and he wasn't there. They sat in the common room waiting for him, but he never came. They went to sleep, and Sarah told no one about what had gone on that afternoon. She had awful dreams about Olive finding out that she had kissed Harry. What would he think? What would Sarah do?
Notes- Well isn't that a nice chapter! Where is Harry? What will happen between Ron and Hermione? Will anyone ever find out about what took place in the locker room? What will Harry do? Oh so many questions, sorry to tell you I can't give out that information at this time. I know this is a short chapter, but so far it has been one of my favorites. Hint! Hint! Hint! There will definitely be more Draco in the next chapter (grins evilly). Tell me what you think. And if you have any suggestions concerning where Harry is, what he will do, or anything else tell me. Thanks! Bye!
Well all was back to normal. They had gotten away with the perfect prank, and hadn't gotten caught. The only problem was that it was Saturday morning, and that afternoon after lunch was the meeting between Harry and Sarah. Also, the rumor Neville had spread was now throughout half of the school, and it had been exaggerated to an extreme amount. In one story Harry told Ron that he was going to put a poison in Sarah's food if she didn't go out with him. I can only guess what others were. People were beginning to look at Sarah a little funny. She had actually found out about it, and had followed it to its source. Neville Longbottom. She questioned him about it, and he told her everything.
They (except Sarah because she was talking to Neville) sat in the common room playing Wizard's Chess and Exploding Snaps. They realized that it was time for lunch, and walked down to the Great Hall. They found a seat next to George and Lee. Sarah came in a little late, and looking very angry. Harry looked a little pale. They finished eating. Hermione said she was going to the library to study for their Potions exam, and Ron was going to go with Lee and his brothers to go plant some dungbombs. This left Harry and Sarah alone.
They walked quietly to the Quidditch locker room. Sarah asked a little hatefully, "You didn't tell anyone that we were coming here did you?" Harry still looked rather pale, "No, I promise." They finally arrived and entered the room. Nobody was there. There was an awkward silence. "Harry, you do know I'm going out with Oliver don't you?" Harry looked at his feet, "Yes, but I didn't mean what you think I mean. I don't love you like that," Harry said quietly. "That's not why I brought you here." Harry looked confused, "Why did you bring me here?"
Maybe she's going to say that she likes me, and that she's going to break up with Oliver. What am I saying she loves Oliver?
"I brought you here because you kissed me." "Oh... I see. I was just caught up in the moment. I'm really sorry if I hurt you or something." Sarah was beginning to feel angry. He was saying these things just to make her happy. "That's a load of crap. I know it, and you know it. You are such an idiot to think that I would believe that," Harry looked at her in surprise," You know the night it happened you talked to Ron about it. Well, Neville was in the room. He told Seamus, and now half of the school knows. They don't only know about you liking me but also Ron. It's only a matter of time before she hears." Harry started to blush, and he couldn't think of anything to say except... " I'm not an idiot, just a fool. You're right I like you. I don't care if you don't like me. I think you're a beautiful, wonderful, and fun person to be around," his voice is now about a yell, "I would be an idiot to not like you, but I am a fool to think that in some small way you could like me too. And you want to know what, I'm glad you found out it's a load off of my chest. Ron does like Hermione, but she likes him too. Yeah, see told me. I know very well that you're going out with Oliver. I reminded everyday. The way you get that far away look in your eyes when you don't get a letter from him. The way your eyes water everyday when you look at his picture. The way I want to comfort you and tell that it'll be okay. I stop myself, because I know you love him, and not me. I liked you way before I ever told Ron. You think that you have it bad not being able to snog with him everyday. I have worse knowing that the girl I like is in love with another guy. That there is no way she could ever fall for a guy like me... No I take back I not the fool. You are!" He was out of breath, and he looked at the ground. His eyes were watering, and a single teardrop fell down. He wiped it away. Sarah looked at the side; she didn't know what to do. She was so confused. She loved Oliver but why did she want to run over and kiss Harry? Her eyes started to water to. Harry looked at her again. His voice a little hoarse, "I take back something else too. I do love you." He turned around to walk out, but he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around. Sarah wiped away one of his tears and looked into his bloodshot emerald eyes. He didn't know what to expect a slap, or for her to say it back. They leaned a little closer to each other, and he put his hands on her waist. She put her hands on his shoulders, and closed her eyes. She let his lips caress her eyelids. She tilted her head up and kissed him, she pulled away. Harry had a dazed look in his eyes. He looked down at her, and felt shivers go up his spine. Their lips met again, only this time longer. He pulled away from the kiss, "What about Oliver?" She looked into his pleading eyes, "I don't know. I'm a little confused." Harry kissed her forehead, and then gave her another kiss. "Does that help?" She didn't reply. He took his hands of off her and backed away. "Listen I know how I feel, and you just kissed me. So I'm a little confused. Do you love Oliver or me? I'm really tired of playing games. So until you get sorted out don't toy with me. I mean I just spilled out my soul to you. Can't you just make a decision? How hard can it be? I don't want to wait for you forever, and I won't." Sarah looked shocked, "I didn't ask for you to wait. You've never been in a situation like this. I love Oliver..." Harry cut her off, "Would you quit saying that? 'I love Oliver' and 'I'm so confused.' I'm getting tired of hearing it. I'm not confused I know how I feel for you. I LOVE YOU!" She reached up and slapped him, "Sometimes you can be a real jerk. I do know how I feel, and that is nothing for you." She walked out of the locker room. Harry was left by himself to think about what he just missed out on. He didn't come up for dinner, and Ron asked Sarah were he was she said the last place she had seen him was in the locker room. Ron went to look, and he wasn't there. They sat in the common room waiting for him, but he never came. They went to sleep, and Sarah told no one about what had gone on that afternoon. She had awful dreams about Olive finding out that she had kissed Harry. What would he think? What would Sarah do?
Notes- Well isn't that a nice chapter! Where is Harry? What will happen between Ron and Hermione? Will anyone ever find out about what took place in the locker room? What will Harry do? Oh so many questions, sorry to tell you I can't give out that information at this time. I know this is a short chapter, but so far it has been one of my favorites. Hint! Hint! Hint! There will definitely be more Draco in the next chapter (grins evilly). Tell me what you think. And if you have any suggestions concerning where Harry is, what he will do, or anything else tell me. Thanks! Bye!