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"What do you want to go as?" The question pops out of my mouth before I can really think about it. What will he say? WHAT WILL HE SAY? I try not to look as though I care too much..... I do but he doesn't need to know that.
"I guess, um friends?" He says it like a question even though I know he means it as a statement. Friends. Why does this always have to happen to me? I finally get asked by someone whom I think I... May, like and he just wants to be.... Friends. Sometimes I REALLY hate that word.
"Ok," I say trying to look nonchalant. I wonder if it's working, but can't risk looking him in the eye to find out.
"Ok," He says in that uncomfortable way people talk when they want to leave but don't know how to do it without looking rude.
"Well, I gotta go... Study," I said stupidly, not knowing what else to say. You'd think the top student in all of Hogwarts would be able to think up better excuses, but when I get around CERTAIN people...
"Yeah, ok," He says. I can tell he wants to get away from me and the awkwardness around us really bad, because he's not mocking me about the studying bit like he does normally.
Why did I ever give myself the pleasure of thinking that just maybe he was asking me because he LIKED me? Why did I ever even TELL him to ask me?
"So, I here you and Ron Weasley are officially-" Lavender linked her index fingers together. I roll my eyes at her, Can't I have one second after I walk into a room to prepare myself for people like her?
"We're going to the ball as FRIENDS," I said giving her a look.
"If I were you," She started, (thank God she's not) "I would make my move, or get him to make his move quick, because from what I here, there's quite a few girl's that wanna-"
"Lavender, I'm not making any moves on him, because he just made it very clear that we are FRIENDS, not anything more... Besides, I don't even have any moves, and I seriously doubt if HE has any either," I spouted off. She stared at me with that, Yeah-Right-Like-I'm-Gonna-Believe-That look on her face.
"So HE made it clear you two were nothing more then friends?" She asked in an almost innocent voice.
"Not that I asked, I mean, it was more of a WE decided, thing," I stuttered. She looked unconvinced.
"Why would you decide that you two were only friends if you like hi-"
"I don't like him like that," I broke in. Sometimes I can stand Lavender and all her giggling gossipy-ness but other times, when I have a lot on my mind... I turned around and left straight out the door and straight into-
"Uh, hi Hermione," Harry stuttered.
"Hi, were you uh... Listening?" I asked suspiciously motioning to the door that I had just shut.
"No," He said a bit too quickly, "I just wanted to come talk to you."
"About what?"
"Uh, well, Ron told me, I mean, that you two were, uh, going to the Valentine ball together," He said looking a bit uncomfortable.
"Yeah, as FRIENDS," I said and then as an afterthought: "Does EVERYONE know?" Harry grinned.
"Just about," He said I rolled my eyes getting this picture of Ron telling everyone how I practically begged him to take me so he did it out of pity. I started to feel angry.
Why had I done it? "Ask me out first next time and not as a last resort!" why had I said that?
"Oh," I said stupidly.
"So, did he ask you if you wanted to go as FRIENDS?" He asked trying very hard to sound as if he didn't really care.
"Um, well, sorta, why?" I asked.
"No reason," He muttered.
"Yeah well, I gotta go, uh, meet Neville, promised to help him with potions," I lied running past him and out the portrait hole. Several younger students were just coming in as I was going out and I'm pretty sure I heard something about: "That girl's the one with Ron Weasley..."
Some people are so nosy.
I ended up going back outside, even though it's January and there's still snow everywhere. I like the snow, some reason.
"What do you want to go as?" The question pops out of my mouth before I can really think about it. What will he say? WHAT WILL HE SAY? I try not to look as though I care too much..... I do but he doesn't need to know that.
"I guess, um friends?" He says it like a question even though I know he means it as a statement. Friends. Why does this always have to happen to me? I finally get asked by someone whom I think I... May, like and he just wants to be.... Friends. Sometimes I REALLY hate that word.
"Ok," I say trying to look nonchalant. I wonder if it's working, but can't risk looking him in the eye to find out.
"Ok," He says in that uncomfortable way people talk when they want to leave but don't know how to do it without looking rude.
"Well, I gotta go... Study," I said stupidly, not knowing what else to say. You'd think the top student in all of Hogwarts would be able to think up better excuses, but when I get around CERTAIN people...
"Yeah, ok," He says. I can tell he wants to get away from me and the awkwardness around us really bad, because he's not mocking me about the studying bit like he does normally.
Why did I ever give myself the pleasure of thinking that just maybe he was asking me because he LIKED me? Why did I ever even TELL him to ask me?
"So, I here you and Ron Weasley are officially-" Lavender linked her index fingers together. I roll my eyes at her, Can't I have one second after I walk into a room to prepare myself for people like her?
"We're going to the ball as FRIENDS," I said giving her a look.
"If I were you," She started, (thank God she's not) "I would make my move, or get him to make his move quick, because from what I here, there's quite a few girl's that wanna-"
"Lavender, I'm not making any moves on him, because he just made it very clear that we are FRIENDS, not anything more... Besides, I don't even have any moves, and I seriously doubt if HE has any either," I spouted off. She stared at me with that, Yeah-Right-Like-I'm-Gonna-Believe-That look on her face.
"So HE made it clear you two were nothing more then friends?" She asked in an almost innocent voice.
"Not that I asked, I mean, it was more of a WE decided, thing," I stuttered. She looked unconvinced.
"Why would you decide that you two were only friends if you like hi-"
"I don't like him like that," I broke in. Sometimes I can stand Lavender and all her giggling gossipy-ness but other times, when I have a lot on my mind... I turned around and left straight out the door and straight into-
"Uh, hi Hermione," Harry stuttered.
"Hi, were you uh... Listening?" I asked suspiciously motioning to the door that I had just shut.
"No," He said a bit too quickly, "I just wanted to come talk to you."
"About what?"
"Uh, well, Ron told me, I mean, that you two were, uh, going to the Valentine ball together," He said looking a bit uncomfortable.
"Yeah, as FRIENDS," I said and then as an afterthought: "Does EVERYONE know?" Harry grinned.
"Just about," He said I rolled my eyes getting this picture of Ron telling everyone how I practically begged him to take me so he did it out of pity. I started to feel angry.
Why had I done it? "Ask me out first next time and not as a last resort!" why had I said that?
"Oh," I said stupidly.
"So, did he ask you if you wanted to go as FRIENDS?" He asked trying very hard to sound as if he didn't really care.
"Um, well, sorta, why?" I asked.
"No reason," He muttered.
"Yeah well, I gotta go, uh, meet Neville, promised to help him with potions," I lied running past him and out the portrait hole. Several younger students were just coming in as I was going out and I'm pretty sure I heard something about: "That girl's the one with Ron Weasley..."
Some people are so nosy.
I ended up going back outside, even though it's January and there's still snow everywhere. I like the snow, some reason.
