"Harry!!"
Sixteen year old Harry Potter, looked up to see who had called to him. His lips split into a wide grin as he saw Ginny Weasley jumping up and down, trying to gain his attention. But his smile quickly disappeared as she sauntered over to the table he was sitting at, in the Great Hall.
"How can you think about her in that way? She's your best friends sister, AND you have a girlfriend." He thought to himself angrily.
Harry and Cho had been dating for two years now and it had been really wonderful, (once he had overcome his crippling shyness). But lately it seemed as if their relationship was more of a brother-sister relationship than anything else. Then, he began to become aware of the fact that Ginny Weasley had grown two feet taller, she began to look pretty, even beautiful. Harry sighed as Ginny plonked herself on the bench, and flipped her titan hair over her shoulder.
"What's up, Harry?" chirped Ginny as she turned and grinned at her older brother's best friend.
Looking deep into her brown eyes, Harry began to feel a blush creeping onto his face. "Nothing much. What are you doing?" mumbled Harry as he quickly looked away, pretending to clean his glasses.
"Well, I was in the library studying with Hermione, but then Ron came in and they started smooching. I've never seen Hermione be so reckless, I mean she has a three foot essay due in a month and she's only done four feet of it. I'm really shocked and disappointed in her."
They looked at each other and cracked up in fits of laughter.
"Plus, I was afraid that if I stayed any longer I would puke." Ginny rolled her eyes and pretended to put her fingers down her throat.
Harry laughed some more, then had the strangest urge to run his fingers through Ginny's thick, red hair. The smile on his face fled, and he could feel beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Don't think about that. You have a girlfriend. Think of Cho. Think of Cho. Think of Cho" Harry urged his brain.
A confused look appeared on Ginny's face as she saw Harry tense up. "Harry are you okay? You look a bit tense." Ginny leaned over, placed a hand on Harry's knee and looked up into his eyes, feeling concerned.
A jolt ran up his leg to his brain, and a warning siren seemed to flash. Harry's emerald green eyes grew larger as he stuttered, "I.I.I'm.fine." Blinking quickly as thoughts began to flash through his mind. Ginny Weasley had been apart of his life since he began studying at Hogwarts. When had these feelings he now had for her, appeared? Maybe he had always liked her but didn't realise it until now. What a mess! Harry Potter was a hormonal teenager with a girlfriend he thought of as a sister, and a crush on his best friend's sister. Confused and embarrassed Harry tried to think of a smart course of action.
"Think of Cho, cho, cho. I've got to see Cho. Don't think about Ginny. Cho!" Harry shook the swirling thoughts from his mind and looked at Ginny. Just as he was about to tell her he was just a little preoccupied an errant thought popped into his mind. "I wonder if she still likes me?"
"Harry?? What's wrong." Ginny's eyes grew wide with alarm as Harry sat in front of her looking as if he was fighting an inner battle, and losing.
Determined to stop this madness Harry abruptly stood up gathered his books and turned to say goodbye to Ginny.
" Ginny do you still like me?" a small voice squeaked. Alarm bells were now definitely ringing in his head. Harry leapt from his seat and sprinted out of the hall.
Shocked and bewildered, Ginny Weasley remained seated in the hall. "What just happened?" she quietly asked herself. Looking around the hall, she saw a few of her fellow gryffindorians sending her curious glances. Gathering her thoughts slowly and calmly, she reached up to her upper arm and pinched herself hard. Just to check if she was dreaming. Then a wide grin split onto her face. "Oh my gosh. Harry Potter likes me" With an excited squeal, Ginny jumped off the bench. After doing a short jig, she ran out of the hall and down to the library.
(Meanwhile, Harry has just sprinted out of the hall)
"I can't believe I said that!!!" With a great sigh Harry began to slow his pace, till he came to a complete halt. He turned his head back towards the direction of the hall. "I have to talk to Cho. We have an honest relationship, and surely if my feelings for Ginny are this strong, my relationship with Cho must not be as deep as I thought."
With a determined nod, Harry began to stride down the hall towards the quidditch pitch. Candles flickered on their shelves as Harry hurried past. He turned the corner and was relieved to see Cho walking towards him. Harry quickened his pace and forced a nervous smile on his face. Stopping in front of her, Harry's brow furrowed. Cho was looking pale and deeply disturbed, she had dark rings under her eyes and her normally vibrant eyes were dull and bloodshot. Cho looked absolutely terrible, as if she had not had enough sleep or was terribly worried about something.
Straightening himself in determination, Harry reached out a hand and touched Cho's shoulder. "Cho. We need to talk."
(You're probably wondering what this chapter has to do with the story. But it will come. It will all makes sense soon. [hopefully]. Any way I hope you're enjoying it so far. thanx to anyone who has review my story.)
Sixteen year old Harry Potter, looked up to see who had called to him. His lips split into a wide grin as he saw Ginny Weasley jumping up and down, trying to gain his attention. But his smile quickly disappeared as she sauntered over to the table he was sitting at, in the Great Hall.
"How can you think about her in that way? She's your best friends sister, AND you have a girlfriend." He thought to himself angrily.
Harry and Cho had been dating for two years now and it had been really wonderful, (once he had overcome his crippling shyness). But lately it seemed as if their relationship was more of a brother-sister relationship than anything else. Then, he began to become aware of the fact that Ginny Weasley had grown two feet taller, she began to look pretty, even beautiful. Harry sighed as Ginny plonked herself on the bench, and flipped her titan hair over her shoulder.
"What's up, Harry?" chirped Ginny as she turned and grinned at her older brother's best friend.
Looking deep into her brown eyes, Harry began to feel a blush creeping onto his face. "Nothing much. What are you doing?" mumbled Harry as he quickly looked away, pretending to clean his glasses.
"Well, I was in the library studying with Hermione, but then Ron came in and they started smooching. I've never seen Hermione be so reckless, I mean she has a three foot essay due in a month and she's only done four feet of it. I'm really shocked and disappointed in her."
They looked at each other and cracked up in fits of laughter.
"Plus, I was afraid that if I stayed any longer I would puke." Ginny rolled her eyes and pretended to put her fingers down her throat.
Harry laughed some more, then had the strangest urge to run his fingers through Ginny's thick, red hair. The smile on his face fled, and he could feel beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Don't think about that. You have a girlfriend. Think of Cho. Think of Cho. Think of Cho" Harry urged his brain.
A confused look appeared on Ginny's face as she saw Harry tense up. "Harry are you okay? You look a bit tense." Ginny leaned over, placed a hand on Harry's knee and looked up into his eyes, feeling concerned.
A jolt ran up his leg to his brain, and a warning siren seemed to flash. Harry's emerald green eyes grew larger as he stuttered, "I.I.I'm.fine." Blinking quickly as thoughts began to flash through his mind. Ginny Weasley had been apart of his life since he began studying at Hogwarts. When had these feelings he now had for her, appeared? Maybe he had always liked her but didn't realise it until now. What a mess! Harry Potter was a hormonal teenager with a girlfriend he thought of as a sister, and a crush on his best friend's sister. Confused and embarrassed Harry tried to think of a smart course of action.
"Think of Cho, cho, cho. I've got to see Cho. Don't think about Ginny. Cho!" Harry shook the swirling thoughts from his mind and looked at Ginny. Just as he was about to tell her he was just a little preoccupied an errant thought popped into his mind. "I wonder if she still likes me?"
"Harry?? What's wrong." Ginny's eyes grew wide with alarm as Harry sat in front of her looking as if he was fighting an inner battle, and losing.
Determined to stop this madness Harry abruptly stood up gathered his books and turned to say goodbye to Ginny.
" Ginny do you still like me?" a small voice squeaked. Alarm bells were now definitely ringing in his head. Harry leapt from his seat and sprinted out of the hall.
Shocked and bewildered, Ginny Weasley remained seated in the hall. "What just happened?" she quietly asked herself. Looking around the hall, she saw a few of her fellow gryffindorians sending her curious glances. Gathering her thoughts slowly and calmly, she reached up to her upper arm and pinched herself hard. Just to check if she was dreaming. Then a wide grin split onto her face. "Oh my gosh. Harry Potter likes me" With an excited squeal, Ginny jumped off the bench. After doing a short jig, she ran out of the hall and down to the library.
(Meanwhile, Harry has just sprinted out of the hall)
"I can't believe I said that!!!" With a great sigh Harry began to slow his pace, till he came to a complete halt. He turned his head back towards the direction of the hall. "I have to talk to Cho. We have an honest relationship, and surely if my feelings for Ginny are this strong, my relationship with Cho must not be as deep as I thought."
With a determined nod, Harry began to stride down the hall towards the quidditch pitch. Candles flickered on their shelves as Harry hurried past. He turned the corner and was relieved to see Cho walking towards him. Harry quickened his pace and forced a nervous smile on his face. Stopping in front of her, Harry's brow furrowed. Cho was looking pale and deeply disturbed, she had dark rings under her eyes and her normally vibrant eyes were dull and bloodshot. Cho looked absolutely terrible, as if she had not had enough sleep or was terribly worried about something.
Straightening himself in determination, Harry reached out a hand and touched Cho's shoulder. "Cho. We need to talk."
(You're probably wondering what this chapter has to do with the story. But it will come. It will all makes sense soon. [hopefully]. Any way I hope you're enjoying it so far. thanx to anyone who has review my story.)
