Chapter 2: Those blue, blue eyes
" Hey." said Harry.
" Hey " Nina replied.
Harry looked all around for Hermione and Ron. They were still talking to Katie Bell.
" Wonderful! What does Nina want? What am I going to say to her anyway? I f only I had Hermione or Ron to help me out . . .I am not good at all at conversing with people whom I hardly talk to . . ." thought Harry silently. He looked into Nina's expectant eyes. He noticed for the first time how blue they were.
Harry was dimly aware of her congratulating him on his superb flying. If he weren't so engrossed with the expressions in her eyes, he would have realized that it was rather unusual for her to be talking so much. Harry continued to stare at her eyes. He saw mixed expressions in them. There was longing . . . yes; there was definitely a raging anger and some considerable amount of determination in those startlingly blue eyes . . .
Harry had an unpleasant jolt back to reality when Ron suddenly clapped a hand on his shoulder.
" Hi Nina."
" Uh . . . hi Ron, Hermione." Nina switched back to her usual uncertain tone. Harry had not noticed that she was speaking with confidence until now. *** *** *** " Uh . . . hi Ron, Hermione." Nina heard herself say uncertainly.
" Why did they have to come? Why now? After all the time I spent building up the courage to talk to Harry . . ." she thought in dismay.
She knew she could trust Ron and Hermione but she couldn't say it in front of them, she had to keep the rules in mind . . . "Ask Harry if you can speak to him alone, Nina!" a voice in her head commanded. She decided to give it a shot.
" Hey . . . H . . . hey . . . I . . ." she couldn't do it.
" Hey I gotta go. Catcha people around later." She said and dashed off. As she ran, she could feel three pairs of eyes boring into her back. *** *** *** Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at the retreating figure in surprise. What had happened? They were utterly taken aback by her sudden departure.
" Was it something I said?" asked Ron. " No idea. Guess that she is just weird . . ." Harry mused. He still had not forgotten those eyes so full of expressions and meaning. " What did she want anyway?" asked Hermione.
" Let's go shall we? Fred and George should've nicked enough food from the kitchens . . . oh, speaking of them, isn't it a miracle that no one got injured in their mad attempt to chase the crowd away?" Ron grinned.
Harry was only too glad to get off the subject of Nina for a while. The more he thought about that raging anger and mysterious longing, the more he felt drawn to those eyes and their meanings. " Why is she so quiet and mysterious all the time? What has she got to hide?" he thought. He had to find out more about her, he knew he had to. Harry decided that he would worry about that later as they had reached the Gryffindor common room. He switched quickly to party mode. -Time passes- The party had been going on for a couple of hours now. As usual, the whole of Gryffindor house turned up- well, almost the whole house- Nina wasn't there. No one realized it except Harry. Most people tended not to notice whether Nina was there or not. She always sat in an unobtrusive corner quietly, studying or reading.
When the party finally ended at 11p.m, everyone started going to their dormitories. Harry was in bed in a flash. He started to think about what had been bugging all through the evening- those eyes. They reminded him very much of himself. The same longing look that he had worn when he saw his parents in the mirror of Erised during his first year. The same raging anger that he felt towards Voldemort for ruining all those lives. The same determination he felt every time he came face to face with Voldemort.
And today on the ground . . .why had she rushed off like that? Why was she stuttering so much? "Was she trying to tell me something?" Harry thought aloud.
"Wassa matter Harry? Talking to yourself?" Ron slurred, half-asleep. "Huh . . .no . . ." he replied. Again the question arose, " What was she hiding?" Deciding that he would leave the worrying to tomorrow, he rolled over and went to sleep.
Why did Nina rush off like that? Was she really trying to say something? If so, then what was she trying to say? What about those blue, blue eyes? What will Harry find in them? Find out in future chapters.
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" Hey." said Harry.
" Hey " Nina replied.
Harry looked all around for Hermione and Ron. They were still talking to Katie Bell.
" Wonderful! What does Nina want? What am I going to say to her anyway? I f only I had Hermione or Ron to help me out . . .I am not good at all at conversing with people whom I hardly talk to . . ." thought Harry silently. He looked into Nina's expectant eyes. He noticed for the first time how blue they were.
Harry was dimly aware of her congratulating him on his superb flying. If he weren't so engrossed with the expressions in her eyes, he would have realized that it was rather unusual for her to be talking so much. Harry continued to stare at her eyes. He saw mixed expressions in them. There was longing . . . yes; there was definitely a raging anger and some considerable amount of determination in those startlingly blue eyes . . .
Harry had an unpleasant jolt back to reality when Ron suddenly clapped a hand on his shoulder.
" Hi Nina."
" Uh . . . hi Ron, Hermione." Nina switched back to her usual uncertain tone. Harry had not noticed that she was speaking with confidence until now. *** *** *** " Uh . . . hi Ron, Hermione." Nina heard herself say uncertainly.
" Why did they have to come? Why now? After all the time I spent building up the courage to talk to Harry . . ." she thought in dismay.
She knew she could trust Ron and Hermione but she couldn't say it in front of them, she had to keep the rules in mind . . . "Ask Harry if you can speak to him alone, Nina!" a voice in her head commanded. She decided to give it a shot.
" Hey . . . H . . . hey . . . I . . ." she couldn't do it.
" Hey I gotta go. Catcha people around later." She said and dashed off. As she ran, she could feel three pairs of eyes boring into her back. *** *** *** Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at the retreating figure in surprise. What had happened? They were utterly taken aback by her sudden departure.
" Was it something I said?" asked Ron. " No idea. Guess that she is just weird . . ." Harry mused. He still had not forgotten those eyes so full of expressions and meaning. " What did she want anyway?" asked Hermione.
" Let's go shall we? Fred and George should've nicked enough food from the kitchens . . . oh, speaking of them, isn't it a miracle that no one got injured in their mad attempt to chase the crowd away?" Ron grinned.
Harry was only too glad to get off the subject of Nina for a while. The more he thought about that raging anger and mysterious longing, the more he felt drawn to those eyes and their meanings. " Why is she so quiet and mysterious all the time? What has she got to hide?" he thought. He had to find out more about her, he knew he had to. Harry decided that he would worry about that later as they had reached the Gryffindor common room. He switched quickly to party mode. -Time passes- The party had been going on for a couple of hours now. As usual, the whole of Gryffindor house turned up- well, almost the whole house- Nina wasn't there. No one realized it except Harry. Most people tended not to notice whether Nina was there or not. She always sat in an unobtrusive corner quietly, studying or reading.
When the party finally ended at 11p.m, everyone started going to their dormitories. Harry was in bed in a flash. He started to think about what had been bugging all through the evening- those eyes. They reminded him very much of himself. The same longing look that he had worn when he saw his parents in the mirror of Erised during his first year. The same raging anger that he felt towards Voldemort for ruining all those lives. The same determination he felt every time he came face to face with Voldemort.
And today on the ground . . .why had she rushed off like that? Why was she stuttering so much? "Was she trying to tell me something?" Harry thought aloud.
"Wassa matter Harry? Talking to yourself?" Ron slurred, half-asleep. "Huh . . .no . . ." he replied. Again the question arose, " What was she hiding?" Deciding that he would leave the worrying to tomorrow, he rolled over and went to sleep.
Why did Nina rush off like that? Was she really trying to say something? If so, then what was she trying to say? What about those blue, blue eyes? What will Harry find in them? Find out in future chapters.
PLZZZZZ review...thanx sososooso much