Ch. 5
Harry couldn't move. He just stood there, still staring at the closed door.
"What have I done?" Harry said aloud. Only ten minutes later, he finally sat down on his bed and put his head in his hands. He hadn't heard Dean enter and begin doing his homework, completely ignoring Harry.
"Harry, what in the bloody hell did you do to her?" Harry was still talking to himself. Dean looked up, very confused.
"What did you say, Harry?"
Harry didn't even look up or seem surprised when Dean spoke even though he hadn't known anyone else was in the room.
"Nevermind…"
Dean went back to doing his DADA homework as Harry continued to sit in silence.
"God, Harry. You ruined your life!"
Dean looked up again. "Huh?"
"Not talking to you…"
"Oh…" And once again, Dean went back to doing his work.
Harry finally took his head from his hands and looked at his nightstand, thinking briefly of Dobby. He began to pound his head into it and Dean jumped in surprise at the loud thumping noise.
"HARRY! STOP!" Dean jumped from the bed to grab Harry by the shoulders. "What happened?"
"Ginny… came here… loves me… love her, too… girlfriend? No… slam!" Harry shook his head in frustration and looked down at his feet, feeling a bit dizzy.
"You know you aren't talking in complete sentences, don't you?"
"Huh?" Harry stared blankly into space.
"Harry! Snap out of it!" Dean snapped his finger in front of Harry's face, but Harry just stared. "Tomorrow is the big Gryffindor/Slytherin game, Harry… you can't get stupid now!" Dean started shaking Harry with the hold he had on his shoulders.
When Dean let go of Harry, Harry began to wobble and lost balance and just sat down on the wooden floor.
"Harry, it's just a girl… There are about 499 others left in this school…" Dean sat down next to Harry.
"Yes, but Dean, you know what I realized?" Harry seemed to have come out of his gaze and looked at Dean.
Dean shook his head.
"That's the girl I've been in love ever for five years, and I've been way too stupid to see it." Harry gulped. The only thing he had ever wanted in his future, he knew, was Ginny Weasley and now there was absolutely no chance for that.
~*~
Hermione was exiting the Gryffindor Common Room when it struck her.
'What if this anonymous sender is my anonymous admirer?! Do I look good? What if he sees me and runs because I'm not pretty enough…'
Hermione pulled at her hair. Parvati and Lavender had decided to try to make it straight with a simple straightening spell they'd found in one of their latest cosmetology books and it had worked wonders. Hermione's hair wasn't a bushy frizz ball anymore, just long, soft, and very brown. It was about to her elbows. Nobody would know that though, because she always wore it up in a tight bun. She was only wearing a simple white tank top with red pajama pants and she wondered whether it made her look fat.
As she rounded the corner to the hallway with the statue, Draco glanced up and saw her before she saw him.
'Is that Granger?' he thought to himself. 'Nah, couldn't be. Granger's not that pretty.'
Hermione looked up and spotted the blonde boy standing at the statue.
"Malfoy, huh? You sent for me?" Hermione rolled her eyes and the thought of her anonymous sender left her mind completely.
"Yes, actually I did, Granger. Are you going to the, er…, Christmas dance next weekend?" Draco looked down at his feet.
'Oh, my GOD! This is so not happening to me.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Actually, I am… why?" Hermione looked suspiciously at Draco.
"Do you have a… date?" Draco looked up at Hermione and gave her one of his evil smiles, the one that means he's up to something.
"Excuse me, Malfoy, but are YOU, Draco Malfoy, asking ME, Hermione Granger, to the Christmas Dance?" Hermione was shocked and she made a mental note of the evil smile he was giving her. She suspected something.
"I'm afraid I am…" Draco half smiled again and stopped leaning on the statue. "And are you, Hermione Granger, accepting my invitation?"
"Well… Yes, I think I am."
~*~
After about two hours of crying, Ginny finally smiled. She was proud of herself. No matter how hard she'd tried to make Harry like her for the past six years of her life, she had said no. She knew why, too. To her amazement, Harry's astonishing shock response to her rejection was just what Ginny need to confirm that he obviously had no idea why she had said no. I mean, in turn, Ginny herself didn't understand it the first hour, but now it was clicking.
It had finally been her time to be the famous Harry Potter's girlfriend, but she'd turned it down. About three hours ago, it had been all that she'd wanted for her entire career at Hogwarts, or, well, ever since that first day she'd laid eyes upon him at King's Cross in his first year.
And she had a perfectly good reason for it.
Was it revenge? Not really.
Was it she just didn't love him anymore? No, that wasn't it.
Was it she didn't want to date her brother's best friend because that would be just "too weird"? Nope, that wasn't the problem either.
It was the fact that she knew he was in love with someone else.
Yes, that was it. He was in love with one other witch…
And of all those it just happened to be one of Ginny's best friends.
Hermione Granger.
[A/N ~~~ YAY! This was an extremely difficult chapter to write for some reason? –shrug-… well I think sense I've come to a quite inconclusive part of both my current fics, About Last Night and Between the Two, I've been inspired for yet another… YES, I'm sorry but it's going to be another romance… but this time, I couldn't help but put myself in the story, for who WOULDN"T want to go to Hogwarts? … Well When I come up with a title I'll post it… Oh, TRUST ME, I'll still try to update both of these stories daily :-D but that one also… HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER! I really do truly like it… it leaves three good cliff hanger type things… who knows what will happen next… what is Draco up to? What is Hermione up to? What is Ginny going to do Hermione? What is Harry going to do about Ginny?... hmm find out soon! DoN'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks for all who have :-*]