a/n - don't read this. you really don't want to. its terrible.

disclaimer - not mine. again. **tear**

a/n - look, you're still reading! oh well. Very boring story coming through.

Chapter 2

Harry walked up to me, and asked me very quickly " how much of that did you hear?"

" Something about Neville. Honest."

"Good."

"Er,...well, I was wondering...would you like to go to the Valentine's Day Dance with me?"

" Alright. You're speaking to me again?"

"Suppose, Potter." I said playfully, and we walked back to Gryffindor Tower, glad we were at least friends again.

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I woke up that night and knew something was wrong with either Harry or Ron. I sliped on a dressing gown, and tiptoed over to the 6th year boy's dormitory just in time to hear someone sit up and hit their head on the top of their bunk. "Ouch. Great, another dream about impending doom and destruct-" I started walking over there, recognizing the voice as Harry's and stepped on the squeaky floorboard. "Who's there?" he asked

"Shh, it's only me Harry. Are you okay? I woke up and had the most terrible feeling that you or Ron was either in physical or mental pain."

"Have you ever loved someone so bad it hurts?"

"Yes."

"Well, you know how it feels."

Remembering my dudy as a friend, I asked who it was. "Who is the lucky girl?"

"You know her."

"I'd better go before someone finds out." i said. I couldn't stand him about to confess his undying love for some other girl. "tell me tomorow. I'll set it up so you can dance with her, then you tell her how you feel, and dance with her the rest of the night."

"But,... what about you?"

"I'll walk in with you, so no one can say you didn't have a date, then as soon as you have her, I'll go out and write in the garden. Goodnight Harry." I said as I walked to the door. I saw Harry turn over, and i whispered to my self as I walked back to my bed "It figures that I would meet the perfect guy, and he would have already met the perfect girl."



a/n - sorry this was sooooo short. Please r/r! I don't mind flames, i'm actually kinda cold.