Don't Waste Your Time, I Won't Love You
Chapter One: The Girl Who Just Didn't Care
There she was again, standing on the edge of the platform waiting for the doors to open so she could go onto the train. Long dirty blonde hair, and the biggest brown eyes that anyone had at Hogwarts. She seemed like the perfect candidate for any guy, and then there was her flaw. This girl that someone thought was so beautiful was a loner. She'd sit in the common room and read, never talking to anyone never saying a word. Most might find this a bit odd for a sixteen-year-old to be doing, but if you confronted her in any manor she would simply get up and walk away. Never did this girl care what people thought about her, and that Harry gave her a lot of credit for.
"Come on we are going to be late," the profound speaking Hermione Granger tapped both Harry and Ron on the shoulder with her newly polished wand.
For a spilt second Harry took his eyes off the girl and turned to Hermione to say something, but didn't, as he turned back around the girl was gone.
As Hermione went up ahead Ron pulled Harry back, "don't tell me your still on about that girl Harry?"
"Faryn?"
Ron's eyebrows narrowed, "whatever that girls name is. Come on every girl would throw themselves at you, and you just so happened to pick the one that is a mute."
Ron pulled the edge of Harry's sleeve back towards him as he hissed, "did you hear me?"
He pulled away from his friend, dusted off his shirt and walked back onto the train, "no I didn't hear you."
"You actually think you have a chance with her," Ron grinned as he caught up with Harry who was a couple of yards ahead of him. "That would be the day, Harry she's one of those people that will never get married never have a date to a school dance."
Harry shot quickly back around, "leave her alone, you don't know her."
"And neither do you," Ron retorted in a high-pitched voice because Harry's trolley purposely ran over his foot.
"I'm not arguing about this with you," Harry snapped in a tone that was rarely heard from him.
"As a friend I don't want you to get hurt," Ron began rubbing his foot, "whether you like it or not you'll never have her!!"
Harry didn't want to hear that, "shut up," he muttered as he pressed on towards the train to get a good compartment before all the cabins were taken up once again like last year, a memory no one wanted to re-live.
Ron just shook his head as he grabbed the panel of the train to help him up into it and left his trolley with the guard outside so they would put it away.
There she was again, standing on the edge of the platform waiting for the doors to open so she could go onto the train. Long dirty blonde hair, and the biggest brown eyes that anyone had at Hogwarts. She seemed like the perfect candidate for any guy, and then there was her flaw. This girl that someone thought was so beautiful was a loner. She'd sit in the common room and read, never talking to anyone never saying a word. Most might find this a bit odd for a sixteen-year-old to be doing, but if you confronted her in any manor she would simply get up and walk away. Never did this girl care what people thought about her, and that Harry gave her a lot of credit for.
"Come on we are going to be late," the profound speaking Hermione Granger tapped both Harry and Ron on the shoulder with her newly polished wand.
For a spilt second Harry took his eyes off the girl and turned to Hermione to say something, but didn't, as he turned back around the girl was gone.
As Hermione went up ahead Ron pulled Harry back, "don't tell me your still on about that girl Harry?"
"Faryn?"
Ron's eyebrows narrowed, "whatever that girls name is. Come on every girl would throw themselves at you, and you just so happened to pick the one that is a mute."
Ron pulled the edge of Harry's sleeve back towards him as he hissed, "did you hear me?"
He pulled away from his friend, dusted off his shirt and walked back onto the train, "no I didn't hear you."
"You actually think you have a chance with her," Ron grinned as he caught up with Harry who was a couple of yards ahead of him. "That would be the day, Harry she's one of those people that will never get married never have a date to a school dance."
Harry shot quickly back around, "leave her alone, you don't know her."
"And neither do you," Ron retorted in a high-pitched voice because Harry's trolley purposely ran over his foot.
"I'm not arguing about this with you," Harry snapped in a tone that was rarely heard from him.
"As a friend I don't want you to get hurt," Ron began rubbing his foot, "whether you like it or not you'll never have her!!"
Harry didn't want to hear that, "shut up," he muttered as he pressed on towards the train to get a good compartment before all the cabins were taken up once again like last year, a memory no one wanted to re-live.
Ron just shook his head as he grabbed the panel of the train to help him up into it and left his trolley with the guard outside so they would put it away.