I'm sorry about the summary, my computer's being hormonal and it won't let
me change it. Anyway, thank-you to Ginny- Star, my better reader, and now,
on with the story. Are you sitting comfortably..?
Yours,
Hermione Double
Conversations
So I sat there for a little while, back in a world of my own, thinking about what one of my best friends had just said. Then HE came back into the Common Room. I glanced up and I caught his eye as he sank into the soft, luxurious chairs that littered the circular room. I looked away automatically, and pretended to go back to my book. I hated this. It was so uncomfortable.
As he looked at me, I felt my heart skip a beat. God, was Harry right? Was I really falling for him? No. Of course I wasn't. I didn't even no what "love" was. I'd never even had a proper boyfriend. I mean, Harry just couldn't be right. No. He was my best friend, after all. There was no chance I would jeopardise that. Non. Non-whatsoever. But still, every time I looked into those deep, warm, chocolaty brown eyes, I just couldn't brush off a feeling. I didn't know what it was, just something lurking in the back of my mind.
It was awful, being sat there in silence. This was pathetic, so I unstuck my throat 'Look, Ron, I'm sorry,'
He nodded glumly and, he, in turn, avoided my eyes.
'So, do you think Harry's got any chance with Cho Chang?' I asked, thinking vainly for an interesting conversational topic. Trust me to have come up with relationships.
'Dunno. I'm dreading what Ginny'll say if they do go out,' he replied.
'Hmmm. They seem so right together though, don't you think?'
'Never noticed.'
'You can just tell some people are meant for each other, though, can't you?' I don't know what I was thinking.
'S'pose so'
I guessed Krum and me just weren't meant for one another. I didn't tell Ron this though. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.
'Yup.'
Now I really was getting sick of this rather lame excuse for a conversation. There was non-of Ron's usual humorous spark my best friend brought to a discussion. I checked my watch and spoke again.
'It's getting late, I'm going to bed.'
He nodded again, so I walked up to my dormitory, trying to get my brain in order. No. Of course I didn't love him! Love him? Ha! This was all Harry's fault, planting these ridiculous thoughts in my head!
Sorry it's so short, but there's more coming, I promise! Unless, of course, nobody reviews me, so PLEASE press the button!!!
Conversations
So I sat there for a little while, back in a world of my own, thinking about what one of my best friends had just said. Then HE came back into the Common Room. I glanced up and I caught his eye as he sank into the soft, luxurious chairs that littered the circular room. I looked away automatically, and pretended to go back to my book. I hated this. It was so uncomfortable.
As he looked at me, I felt my heart skip a beat. God, was Harry right? Was I really falling for him? No. Of course I wasn't. I didn't even no what "love" was. I'd never even had a proper boyfriend. I mean, Harry just couldn't be right. No. He was my best friend, after all. There was no chance I would jeopardise that. Non. Non-whatsoever. But still, every time I looked into those deep, warm, chocolaty brown eyes, I just couldn't brush off a feeling. I didn't know what it was, just something lurking in the back of my mind.
It was awful, being sat there in silence. This was pathetic, so I unstuck my throat 'Look, Ron, I'm sorry,'
He nodded glumly and, he, in turn, avoided my eyes.
'So, do you think Harry's got any chance with Cho Chang?' I asked, thinking vainly for an interesting conversational topic. Trust me to have come up with relationships.
'Dunno. I'm dreading what Ginny'll say if they do go out,' he replied.
'Hmmm. They seem so right together though, don't you think?'
'Never noticed.'
'You can just tell some people are meant for each other, though, can't you?' I don't know what I was thinking.
'S'pose so'
I guessed Krum and me just weren't meant for one another. I didn't tell Ron this though. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.
'Yup.'
Now I really was getting sick of this rather lame excuse for a conversation. There was non-of Ron's usual humorous spark my best friend brought to a discussion. I checked my watch and spoke again.
'It's getting late, I'm going to bed.'
He nodded again, so I walked up to my dormitory, trying to get my brain in order. No. Of course I didn't love him! Love him? Ha! This was all Harry's fault, planting these ridiculous thoughts in my head!
Sorry it's so short, but there's more coming, I promise! Unless, of course, nobody reviews me, so PLEASE press the button!!!
