It Can't Be Happening

"Get up Star! We need to head down for breakfast! Get up!" Laura was standing over Star, shaking her awake. Star opened up her eyes, and slowly crawled out of bed. She tried to shield her eyes from the light, but it was impossible. She grabbed some clothes from her wardrobe, then pulled on her cloak. She walked to the bathroom, where Laura was touching up her makeup. Star curled her hair a little, then dabbed on some mascara.

"Hey Star, do you think Harry will like my hair?" asked Laura, gazing into the mirror.

"Yes, of course."

"Um.Star? Do you like Ron?" When Star heard that, she dropped her mascara brush, and it fell into her lap, staining her skirt.

"Shoot!" she yelled, jumping up. She went and changed skirts, then put the stained one under water. Laura watched her, then said quietly, "You didn't answer my question."

Star stared at her for a moment, then walked out the bathroom saying, "Like Ron? Get real." She kept walking until she reached the Common Room, where she plopped down on a sofa and watched the fire dance, illuminating the room.

"Like Ron?" she muttered, "Get real.of course I do." She sighed, then pulled herself up from the seat and walked down to the Great Hall.

"Hey Star!" said Ron enthusiastically, making room for her at the table.

"Hi," she replied, sitting down. She grabbed a biscuit and immediately began buttering it.

"Here's your schedule, Star. You have three classes with Harry, Ron, and I," said Hermione, handing Star the paper. "We have Astronomy first with the Hufflepuffs."

"Great, thanks." Star grabbed the paper, then continued eating. When she finished her first biscuit, she reached for another at the same time as Ron. Their fingers touched just for a second, but Harry could see the scarlet shade Ron was turning. Harry laughed, but stopped when he noticed Laura sitting down next to him.

"Hi!" she said.

Harry smiled and said, "Hi."

Star laughed to herself as she saw the expressions of the two. She looked down at her watch suddenly, and jumped up when she saw the time.

"Yikes! I need to go to the Library to get a book for Muggle Studies," she said, gathering her things.

"I need to get something too. Mind if I come along?" asked Ron, getting to his feet.

"No, I guess not. But we need to go now though."

"Alright, I'm coming." As the two walked out of the Great Hall, Hermione turned to Harry and said, "I never thought I'd see the day when Ron Weasley would willingly volunteer to go to the Library."

"Find what you're looking for?" asked Ron, turning the corner into the section where Star was.

"Yeah, I think so." said Star, trying to pull a large book from the shelf. She climbed onto the ladder and managed to pull it out. The book was heavy, so she had to use both hands to keep a good grip on it. Suddenly her foot slipped from the rung, and she could feel herself falling backwards. Next thing she knew, she was on the floor in Ron's arms. Her leg was stinging and her head had a bump, but she didn't take any notice.

"Are you ok?" he whispered, holding her head up gently.

"I think so." she replied, looking into his eyes. He was looking at her differently.as if he were in lo-

"Are you alright dear?!" yelled the librarian, shuffling into view. She had heard the large book fall to the floor, and she came to investigate.

Star pulled herself up quickly, but collapsed back to the floor when she tried to walk.

"That doesn't look good. You, can you take her up to the hospital wing?" asked the librarian, pointing to Ron.

"Yeah, sure." He pulled her up, then wrapped his arm around Star's waist, and draped her arm over his shoulders. Together they slowly walked to the hospital wing, Star limping the entire way.

"Thanks Ron," said Star as they walked.

"It's alright. I don't mind."

When they finally reached the hospital wing, Madame Pomphrey placed her in one of the nearby beds. While she checked Star's leg, Ron held Star's hand while a dew tears fell from her face from the pain.

"Yes, that hurts!" she yelped as Madame Pomphrey tried to bend her leg.

"Broken leg, dear. It'll only take a minute to mend, but you'll need to stay here for a few hours so that it gets enough rest."

"Alright.Ron, will you tell Professor Sinatra where I am?" asked Star.

"Sure." He kept a hold of her hand while Madame Pomphrey fixed Star's leg. Afterwards she headed back to her office, leaving the two alone.

"Um.Ron?" said Star, looking at her hand still entwined in Ron's. "You can let go now."

"Oh!" he said, dropping her hand. "Sorry," he blushed.

"No, it's ok! It's just my hand was starting to go numb." Ron laughed, but still had some red in his cheeks.

"Son, you better leave. Classes are starting in a few minutes, and she needs some rest," yelled Madame Pomphrey from her office.

"Well, I guess you have to go."

"Yeah.well, I'll come get you later, ok?" said Ron as he headed towards the door.

"Ok.hey Ron?" said Star before he was out the door.

"Yeah?" he said, walking back towards the bed. He sat on the edge and leaned in a little to hear her better.

"Thanks.for everything," she said, a small smile on her face.

Ron smiled, then gave Star a kiss on the cheek. Before she knew what had happened, he was out the door, leaving Star in shock.

"This can't be happening.it just can't." she murmered, before a single tear dripped down her face.