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Chapter 5: Friends again?
"I think I'm in love with you too.."
Hermione stared at him, trying to take in what he had just said. Harry had just said that he loves her. She felt like jumping with joy, until Ron came in and sat down in the middle of them, slapping Harry on the back.
"Hey Harry, Hi Hermione!" Ron beamed at them. "What are you two doing?"
"N-Nothing" Harry stuttered, gritting his teeth together. He needed to have a few more minutes with Hermione, and he probably wouldn't until tomorrow.
"Wanna play a game of chess?" Ron turned to Harry.
"Err..sure" He glanced at Hermione, who was looking quite upset. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't want Ron to get too suspicious.
Ron took out his chessboard and placed it on the table in front of them. "Whats wrong Hermione?" He looked at her curiously.
"Nothing's wrong Ron, Im fine," Hermione quickly answered, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
"Somethings wrong with you, so tell me whats wrong."
"NOTHINGS WRONG RON! PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" Hermione got up, yelling at him, storming off to her dormitory.
"Must be that time of the month again, eh Harry?" Ron snickered, moving his pawn up a space.
"Maybe.." Harry tried to force a smile.
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Hermione lay on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. Why hadn't Harry come after her? Maybe he still had feelings for Ginny and only said he loved her because he felt sorry for her. She sighed and changed into her pyjamas, crawling into her four-poster bed.
"Hermione..?" Someone shook her shoulders, trying to wake her up.
She opened her eyes to see a very upset and confused Ginny. "Oh, Hi Ginny.."
"I really need to talk to you about Harry," Ginny sat down on the edge of her bed, hiding the tears that were welling up in her eyes.
"W-what about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. I saw you two kissing in the common room before. You like him don't you?"
"Now listen Ginny. I really don't want you to be upset with me, but yes..I do have feelings for Harry.." Hermione answered her.
Ginny sighed, hugging her knees to her chest. "I knew you did. I'm not upset with you Hermione..Im upset with Harry."
"Do you want to talk to me about it?" Hermione rubbed her eyes, forcing herself to stay awake.
"Well when Harry asked me to go out with him I was so overwhelmed. I've liked him for so long and finally I get the impression that he likes me too. Then when we came back from Hogsmeade and he tried to kiss me I was so angry with myself that I backed away and blew up in his face. And just when I thought we had solved our problem and got back together, I saw you two kissing.."
"I understand... Why dont you talk to him about it?" Hermione suddenly felt a surge of guilt.
"What about you? Don't you want to go out with him?"
Hermione's head was spinning with thoughts. She loved Harry, and she knew he loved her back. But Ginny loved Harry and wanted to get back together with him.
"Yes I do.. But listen Ginny, can we talk about this in the morning? Im really tired." Hermione lay her head on her pillow, yawning.
"Ok then," She heard Ginny get up and walk to her own four-poster, climbing into bed.
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Hermione woke up the following morning, eager to find Harry. She wanted to tell him what happened last night between her and Ginny. The first place she checked was the common room, which he was nowhere to be seen. The Great Hall was her next stop, but Harry wasn't there either.
"What about the library?" Hermione asked herself, making her way there.
Sure enough, Harry was sat at one of the tables his face buried in a large, tattered book. Hermione walked up to him, and sat down in one of the chairs across from him. "Hi Harry" She peered over the top of his book.
"Hermione! What are you doing here?" Harry snapped the book shut and shoved it into his bag.
"I was trying to find you, I need to talk to you about Ginny. Are you alright Harry?" Hermione looked at him curiously, his face looked as pale as a ghost.
"Yeah I'm fine. What do you need to talk about?" He smiled weakly at her.
"Well...she talked to me about you. She said that she loved you, and when you first asked her to go out with you, she was so overwhelmed. Harry, you need to talk to her.."
"Does Ron know?"
"What?" Hermione looked slightly conufused.
"Does Ron know?"
"Know what?"
"About you and me..er...kissing?" Harry stated, figeting on the end of his robe.
"No, Ron doesn't know about that. What's the worst that could happen if he knew?"
Harry chuckled to himself, and shook his head. "'Mione, he would murder me if he knew I broke his sister's heart!"
Hermione giggled, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. "We wouldn't want that to happen now would we?"
"Of course not!" Harry winked at her, taking her hand in his.
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Chapter 5: Friends again?
"I think I'm in love with you too.."
Hermione stared at him, trying to take in what he had just said. Harry had just said that he loves her. She felt like jumping with joy, until Ron came in and sat down in the middle of them, slapping Harry on the back.
"Hey Harry, Hi Hermione!" Ron beamed at them. "What are you two doing?"
"N-Nothing" Harry stuttered, gritting his teeth together. He needed to have a few more minutes with Hermione, and he probably wouldn't until tomorrow.
"Wanna play a game of chess?" Ron turned to Harry.
"Err..sure" He glanced at Hermione, who was looking quite upset. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't want Ron to get too suspicious.
Ron took out his chessboard and placed it on the table in front of them. "Whats wrong Hermione?" He looked at her curiously.
"Nothing's wrong Ron, Im fine," Hermione quickly answered, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
"Somethings wrong with you, so tell me whats wrong."
"NOTHINGS WRONG RON! PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" Hermione got up, yelling at him, storming off to her dormitory.
"Must be that time of the month again, eh Harry?" Ron snickered, moving his pawn up a space.
"Maybe.." Harry tried to force a smile.
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Hermione lay on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. Why hadn't Harry come after her? Maybe he still had feelings for Ginny and only said he loved her because he felt sorry for her. She sighed and changed into her pyjamas, crawling into her four-poster bed.
"Hermione..?" Someone shook her shoulders, trying to wake her up.
She opened her eyes to see a very upset and confused Ginny. "Oh, Hi Ginny.."
"I really need to talk to you about Harry," Ginny sat down on the edge of her bed, hiding the tears that were welling up in her eyes.
"W-what about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. I saw you two kissing in the common room before. You like him don't you?"
"Now listen Ginny. I really don't want you to be upset with me, but yes..I do have feelings for Harry.." Hermione answered her.
Ginny sighed, hugging her knees to her chest. "I knew you did. I'm not upset with you Hermione..Im upset with Harry."
"Do you want to talk to me about it?" Hermione rubbed her eyes, forcing herself to stay awake.
"Well when Harry asked me to go out with him I was so overwhelmed. I've liked him for so long and finally I get the impression that he likes me too. Then when we came back from Hogsmeade and he tried to kiss me I was so angry with myself that I backed away and blew up in his face. And just when I thought we had solved our problem and got back together, I saw you two kissing.."
"I understand... Why dont you talk to him about it?" Hermione suddenly felt a surge of guilt.
"What about you? Don't you want to go out with him?"
Hermione's head was spinning with thoughts. She loved Harry, and she knew he loved her back. But Ginny loved Harry and wanted to get back together with him.
"Yes I do.. But listen Ginny, can we talk about this in the morning? Im really tired." Hermione lay her head on her pillow, yawning.
"Ok then," She heard Ginny get up and walk to her own four-poster, climbing into bed.
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Hermione woke up the following morning, eager to find Harry. She wanted to tell him what happened last night between her and Ginny. The first place she checked was the common room, which he was nowhere to be seen. The Great Hall was her next stop, but Harry wasn't there either.
"What about the library?" Hermione asked herself, making her way there.
Sure enough, Harry was sat at one of the tables his face buried in a large, tattered book. Hermione walked up to him, and sat down in one of the chairs across from him. "Hi Harry" She peered over the top of his book.
"Hermione! What are you doing here?" Harry snapped the book shut and shoved it into his bag.
"I was trying to find you, I need to talk to you about Ginny. Are you alright Harry?" Hermione looked at him curiously, his face looked as pale as a ghost.
"Yeah I'm fine. What do you need to talk about?" He smiled weakly at her.
"Well...she talked to me about you. She said that she loved you, and when you first asked her to go out with you, she was so overwhelmed. Harry, you need to talk to her.."
"Does Ron know?"
"What?" Hermione looked slightly conufused.
"Does Ron know?"
"Know what?"
"About you and me..er...kissing?" Harry stated, figeting on the end of his robe.
"No, Ron doesn't know about that. What's the worst that could happen if he knew?"
Harry chuckled to himself, and shook his head. "'Mione, he would murder me if he knew I broke his sister's heart!"
Hermione giggled, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. "We wouldn't want that to happen now would we?"
"Of course not!" Harry winked at her, taking her hand in his.
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