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CHAPTER 5: The Park
Harry awoke the next morning not wanting to leave the comfortable bed but the early sun was shining on his face. Harry sat up and jumped to see Georgia opening the curtains. She apologized, informed him on the time and told him breakfast was ready.
Harry dressed and noticed he never had a suitcase. Instead his pockets were filled with things. Harry took out some of this stuff (which included his invisibility cloak wrapped small) and found a picture. It was of Harry with his arms around a brunette. They were smiling and hugging each other tightly.
He looked at the picture. He noticed that all he knew about himself now was that he was on a Quidditch team but perhaps he was with someone. He thought of Selma. What about her?
Harry put the picture, away and went into the kitchen. Both Ron and Malfoy were sitting at a table, eating slowly but not taking their eyes off each other. It was as if they were waiting for the other to do something bad.
Harry sat between them on the square table and immediately had a plate upon him.
"What?" Malfoy asked, as if he just noticed Ron now. He slurped his pumpkin juice. Malfoy looked paler then usual, like he didn't get enough sleep.
"Just watching my glass get more filth then it ever has." Ron said.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes then licked around the rim of the glass in an indecent way. Ron glared.
"Err- Good Morning." Harry said, not wanting to watch them start a fight. Ron and Malfoy jumped at the sight of him.
"Well since I didn't have a good last night, then this isn't a good morning." Malfoy said angrily. "You put me above that noisy room you got underground!"
"That's where the Nifflers sleep!" Ron argued back. "I'm not going to have them ruin my Mansion now am I? They like to dig before sleeping."
"Well they didn't sleep." Malfoy said. "Let me switch rooms."
"No." Ron said stubbornly. "I'm not going to have you switch into a room until you find the right one. You stick to what you GOT."
"Then you remove those Nifflers." Malfoy said threateningly pointing a long finger. "Or I will." Ron's eyes went round.
"Don't you guys have jobs to get to?" Harry said. The more often they were apart, the better.
"Off today." Ron said.
"Me too." Malfoy said. "But I've got to get to a P.A.D.L meeting." Malfoy glared at both of them, said 'later' then left.
"Couldn't he of apparated?" Harry asked, and Ron shook his head.
"Do you know how many fans over 18 years of age would be apparating into here, asking for my autograph?"
Harry smiled. He thought of Selma. "Okay, so what you wanna do today?"
"I'm probably going to go over to Hermione's house. Lately we've been trying to figure out something."
"A mystery without me?" Harry said finally finishing his plate. The plate refilled with the same items.
"Book study. Hermione's been getting these peculiar dreams these past couple of months. Dreams about Draco fighting her and trying to do her in."
"Guilt isn't gone?" Harry said.
"Oh everything just reminds her of those days years ago. That stuff resulted her in all of us separating and her Spanish vocabulary."
"Spanish vocabulary?" Harry repeated.
"Yeah that's the country she ran off too." Ron said drinking more pumpkin juice. "You finished?" When Harry nodded Ron clapped his hands four times. "Okay. Lets go." Ron said leading Harry out the door as Georgia collected the plates.
*****
They again walked through Diagon Alley only in silence. They passed through the brick wall and walked to Hermione's house. They found her kneeling on the ground pushing dirt around a large yellow flower. When they came inside she looked up at them smiling.
"Hello." She said, and then looked at Ron,smiling.
"Hello." Ron said in a soft voice, returning it.
Her smile widened then she looked at Harry and quickly went back to her flower. "Just re planting some dyeblossom." Harry saw the yellow flower turn orange.
"Hermione- I know. You don't have to hide it." Harry said.
"Hide what?" said Hermione innocently.
Ron sniggered. "He saw us- yesterday." He tapped his lips.
"Oh? Ohh." Hermione said. It was quiet. "I got more books-"
"Oh we can do that later." Ron said eagerly. "How bout we go to the park?" Ron smiled and so did Hermione.
****
Harry figured that reading a little and hanging out was their daily routine. They went to the Park, ate some ice cream and talked, a few people passing by and glancing. They sat on a picnic blanket near a lake.
Hermione laughed. "Okay I'll be right back, you guys stay here."
"Get me more ice cream." Ron said. Hermione smiled and ran off.
Harry watched Ron look out into the lake and then Ron turned and looked at him. "What?"
"You never told me the whole story about you guys." Harry said, playing with his ice cream. "Are you guys in love?"
Ron sighed. "Yes. But it was all pretty complicated." Ron said nodding. "The first two years we were pretty much friends though after the first year, I know that's when I started having feelings for her. Then at Spain we-danced.and I can't explain the way she looked at me without sounding all mushy.but I think I was in love. She too with me. I broke up with my girlfriend, don't let me get into detail with that, and pretty much after we just had this kissing thing. I call her Hannah in public by the way. Then we decided for it to be a relationship. She told me she would only be with me if we didn't fall in love."
Harry looked at Ron intently. Ron was looking out at the distance at Hermione getting ice cream.
"I said okay, though, I already was. I told her this and inside I think she knew we were already. But she started talking about the future and love and we got into a fight. She tried talking to me, but I stubbornly refused to say a thing back. And then.you came." Ron said turning his head to Harry.
Harry finished his ice cream. He had never hear Ron talk like that, actually in true love. The way he said everything, every word had depth, had meaning.
Hermione came back. She handed Ron his ice cream and a little spilt. "Oh! Did I get you?"
"Just a little."
Hermione started rubbing the spot. "I think it'll dry."
Harry awkwardly watched Hermione rubbed his knee and Ron watch her do it. He noticed that Ron began to smile, which caused Hermione to smile.
"You know what?" Harry said getting up. "I'm going to go get some napkins and maybe something to drink, okay?" Harry left. Somehow he couldn't stand being there, watch them give love eyes and smiling.
He bought a drink and got some napkins then turned around.
"Selma!" Harry said almost spilling his drink. "What are you doing here?"
Selma smiled which brightened her stunning features. "Well this is a public place.I like to stroll around here sometimes."
Harry smiled. "Oh well I didn't mean it like that." Harry's eyes shifted to Ron and Hermione, who were now both kneeling looking at each other both of their hands holding the others. Harry looked at Selma. "You want to walk?"
"Sure." Selma said and her eyes looked behind Harry as if to look at someone. But when Harry turned his head there was no one there. He looked back at Selma frowning and she said, "I'd love to."
Harry's face loosened and they walked. They talked about all kinds of things from what they were doing here to humorous stories that happened at school. It turned out Selma was at Hogwarts too, Ravenclaw only a year younger and her best friend was no other then Lisa Turpin.
"She was so cool and she convinced me to take Divination. She loved that class." Selma said smiling, her eyes seeing the past.
"How did you feel when she dated Malfoy?" Harry heard himself ask.
"I was one of the few that understood." Selma turned her head to look at the park. "I was at their very small wedding. You know, as a witness. It was beautiful. She had a pretty white dress and Draco looked.."
Harry looked at her. As she spoke, she had a dreamy expression on her face and she seemed to be remembering not only what Lisa looked like.but Malfoy.
Selma looked at Harry and quickly snapped back to reality. "Fine. He looked fine." Selma pushed back her shiny black hair. "You want to walk on the sand?"
They did and Malfoy wasn't not mentioned, Harry tried to stay away from that. But something about her.she seemed so fun and free but she also had this mysterious side and it didn't feel at all dangerous or untruthful- it felt good. If she wasn't telling secrets, it kept him from telling secrets.
Selma stopped and looked ahead. "How romantic."
Harry looked ahead. There, by the shore almost black against the sunset was Ron and Hermione. They appeared to be dancing. Harry thought maybe that's how they looked when they danced and fell in 'love'. Harry looked down on the ground when their shadowy figures connected at their lips.
Harry then noticed Selma, leaning on his shoulder staring at them languorously. "I suppose he has found love." Selma's hand searched for Harry's and when she found it she held it tightly.
They looked at eachother. The expression on her face suggested she too wanted that kind romance. Harry was more then willing to for fill that.
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Pretty mushy, eh? Though this chapter seemed to be unimportant I wrote it so that you people could have more understanding of Ron and Hermione's relationship (I can't totally focus on that because this story is about Harry), Ron and Malfoy's living situations, and Harry's relationship with Selma.
Chess tournament is chapter 7, and I would really enjoy if you read that chapter.
Reviews were great. I love getting them but don't we all? . .. ... ....
CHAPTER 5: The Park
Harry awoke the next morning not wanting to leave the comfortable bed but the early sun was shining on his face. Harry sat up and jumped to see Georgia opening the curtains. She apologized, informed him on the time and told him breakfast was ready.
Harry dressed and noticed he never had a suitcase. Instead his pockets were filled with things. Harry took out some of this stuff (which included his invisibility cloak wrapped small) and found a picture. It was of Harry with his arms around a brunette. They were smiling and hugging each other tightly.
He looked at the picture. He noticed that all he knew about himself now was that he was on a Quidditch team but perhaps he was with someone. He thought of Selma. What about her?
Harry put the picture, away and went into the kitchen. Both Ron and Malfoy were sitting at a table, eating slowly but not taking their eyes off each other. It was as if they were waiting for the other to do something bad.
Harry sat between them on the square table and immediately had a plate upon him.
"What?" Malfoy asked, as if he just noticed Ron now. He slurped his pumpkin juice. Malfoy looked paler then usual, like he didn't get enough sleep.
"Just watching my glass get more filth then it ever has." Ron said.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes then licked around the rim of the glass in an indecent way. Ron glared.
"Err- Good Morning." Harry said, not wanting to watch them start a fight. Ron and Malfoy jumped at the sight of him.
"Well since I didn't have a good last night, then this isn't a good morning." Malfoy said angrily. "You put me above that noisy room you got underground!"
"That's where the Nifflers sleep!" Ron argued back. "I'm not going to have them ruin my Mansion now am I? They like to dig before sleeping."
"Well they didn't sleep." Malfoy said. "Let me switch rooms."
"No." Ron said stubbornly. "I'm not going to have you switch into a room until you find the right one. You stick to what you GOT."
"Then you remove those Nifflers." Malfoy said threateningly pointing a long finger. "Or I will." Ron's eyes went round.
"Don't you guys have jobs to get to?" Harry said. The more often they were apart, the better.
"Off today." Ron said.
"Me too." Malfoy said. "But I've got to get to a P.A.D.L meeting." Malfoy glared at both of them, said 'later' then left.
"Couldn't he of apparated?" Harry asked, and Ron shook his head.
"Do you know how many fans over 18 years of age would be apparating into here, asking for my autograph?"
Harry smiled. He thought of Selma. "Okay, so what you wanna do today?"
"I'm probably going to go over to Hermione's house. Lately we've been trying to figure out something."
"A mystery without me?" Harry said finally finishing his plate. The plate refilled with the same items.
"Book study. Hermione's been getting these peculiar dreams these past couple of months. Dreams about Draco fighting her and trying to do her in."
"Guilt isn't gone?" Harry said.
"Oh everything just reminds her of those days years ago. That stuff resulted her in all of us separating and her Spanish vocabulary."
"Spanish vocabulary?" Harry repeated.
"Yeah that's the country she ran off too." Ron said drinking more pumpkin juice. "You finished?" When Harry nodded Ron clapped his hands four times. "Okay. Lets go." Ron said leading Harry out the door as Georgia collected the plates.
*****
They again walked through Diagon Alley only in silence. They passed through the brick wall and walked to Hermione's house. They found her kneeling on the ground pushing dirt around a large yellow flower. When they came inside she looked up at them smiling.
"Hello." She said, and then looked at Ron,smiling.
"Hello." Ron said in a soft voice, returning it.
Her smile widened then she looked at Harry and quickly went back to her flower. "Just re planting some dyeblossom." Harry saw the yellow flower turn orange.
"Hermione- I know. You don't have to hide it." Harry said.
"Hide what?" said Hermione innocently.
Ron sniggered. "He saw us- yesterday." He tapped his lips.
"Oh? Ohh." Hermione said. It was quiet. "I got more books-"
"Oh we can do that later." Ron said eagerly. "How bout we go to the park?" Ron smiled and so did Hermione.
****
Harry figured that reading a little and hanging out was their daily routine. They went to the Park, ate some ice cream and talked, a few people passing by and glancing. They sat on a picnic blanket near a lake.
Hermione laughed. "Okay I'll be right back, you guys stay here."
"Get me more ice cream." Ron said. Hermione smiled and ran off.
Harry watched Ron look out into the lake and then Ron turned and looked at him. "What?"
"You never told me the whole story about you guys." Harry said, playing with his ice cream. "Are you guys in love?"
Ron sighed. "Yes. But it was all pretty complicated." Ron said nodding. "The first two years we were pretty much friends though after the first year, I know that's when I started having feelings for her. Then at Spain we-danced.and I can't explain the way she looked at me without sounding all mushy.but I think I was in love. She too with me. I broke up with my girlfriend, don't let me get into detail with that, and pretty much after we just had this kissing thing. I call her Hannah in public by the way. Then we decided for it to be a relationship. She told me she would only be with me if we didn't fall in love."
Harry looked at Ron intently. Ron was looking out at the distance at Hermione getting ice cream.
"I said okay, though, I already was. I told her this and inside I think she knew we were already. But she started talking about the future and love and we got into a fight. She tried talking to me, but I stubbornly refused to say a thing back. And then.you came." Ron said turning his head to Harry.
Harry finished his ice cream. He had never hear Ron talk like that, actually in true love. The way he said everything, every word had depth, had meaning.
Hermione came back. She handed Ron his ice cream and a little spilt. "Oh! Did I get you?"
"Just a little."
Hermione started rubbing the spot. "I think it'll dry."
Harry awkwardly watched Hermione rubbed his knee and Ron watch her do it. He noticed that Ron began to smile, which caused Hermione to smile.
"You know what?" Harry said getting up. "I'm going to go get some napkins and maybe something to drink, okay?" Harry left. Somehow he couldn't stand being there, watch them give love eyes and smiling.
He bought a drink and got some napkins then turned around.
"Selma!" Harry said almost spilling his drink. "What are you doing here?"
Selma smiled which brightened her stunning features. "Well this is a public place.I like to stroll around here sometimes."
Harry smiled. "Oh well I didn't mean it like that." Harry's eyes shifted to Ron and Hermione, who were now both kneeling looking at each other both of their hands holding the others. Harry looked at Selma. "You want to walk?"
"Sure." Selma said and her eyes looked behind Harry as if to look at someone. But when Harry turned his head there was no one there. He looked back at Selma frowning and she said, "I'd love to."
Harry's face loosened and they walked. They talked about all kinds of things from what they were doing here to humorous stories that happened at school. It turned out Selma was at Hogwarts too, Ravenclaw only a year younger and her best friend was no other then Lisa Turpin.
"She was so cool and she convinced me to take Divination. She loved that class." Selma said smiling, her eyes seeing the past.
"How did you feel when she dated Malfoy?" Harry heard himself ask.
"I was one of the few that understood." Selma turned her head to look at the park. "I was at their very small wedding. You know, as a witness. It was beautiful. She had a pretty white dress and Draco looked.."
Harry looked at her. As she spoke, she had a dreamy expression on her face and she seemed to be remembering not only what Lisa looked like.but Malfoy.
Selma looked at Harry and quickly snapped back to reality. "Fine. He looked fine." Selma pushed back her shiny black hair. "You want to walk on the sand?"
They did and Malfoy wasn't not mentioned, Harry tried to stay away from that. But something about her.she seemed so fun and free but she also had this mysterious side and it didn't feel at all dangerous or untruthful- it felt good. If she wasn't telling secrets, it kept him from telling secrets.
Selma stopped and looked ahead. "How romantic."
Harry looked ahead. There, by the shore almost black against the sunset was Ron and Hermione. They appeared to be dancing. Harry thought maybe that's how they looked when they danced and fell in 'love'. Harry looked down on the ground when their shadowy figures connected at their lips.
Harry then noticed Selma, leaning on his shoulder staring at them languorously. "I suppose he has found love." Selma's hand searched for Harry's and when she found it she held it tightly.
They looked at eachother. The expression on her face suggested she too wanted that kind romance. Harry was more then willing to for fill that.
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Pretty mushy, eh? Though this chapter seemed to be unimportant I wrote it so that you people could have more understanding of Ron and Hermione's relationship (I can't totally focus on that because this story is about Harry), Ron and Malfoy's living situations, and Harry's relationship with Selma.
Chess tournament is chapter 7, and I would really enjoy if you read that chapter.
Reviews were great. I love getting them but don't we all? . .. ... ....