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Rowling. Most situations are based on those created by J.K. Rowling.
Chapter Eleven: An Interesting Pair
"Ginny!" Hermione yelled. "What are you doing?!"
"You will not BELIEVE what I just saw!" Ginny shrieked again and started laughing.
Hermione was intrigued, her dream temporarily forgotten. "What? What?!"
"It was-" Ginny was laughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath. "Neville. and, and Luna-!"
"What about them?" Hermione asked. She waited out Ginny's bout of laughter.
"I saw them, in the owlery. They didn't see me. Neville looked all nervous, and he looked around the room, and then-" She started laughing again. "And then he KISSED her!"
"WHAT?!" said Hermione and now she started to laugh.
"Isn't it funny?!" Ginny exclaimed, over come by laughter again. This time it was contagious and Hermione started to laugh almost as hard as Ginny had been.
"Yeah," said Hermione as her laughter subsided. "And also kind of sweet."
"I know what you mean," said Ginny. "At least they've found each other."
"Yeah," said Hermione, and she got quiet.
"What's the matter?" Ginny asked. "It is my brother?"
"I guess," said Hermione.
"Hermione, if you're going to like my brother, you have to understand that he's dolt sometimes," Ginny said, and this made Hermione smile.
"Harry said he ripped the arms off his Krum action figure," Hermione said hopefully.
"See!" said Ginny. "He's feeling something, even if he doesn't know it."
"Why is it that you seem so much older than me right now?" Hermione asked.
"First of all, you're only a year older than me to begin with so it's not like we're starting off very far apart. And I guess it's just because I once knew what it was like to pine away. But somehow it seems different with you. The feelings seem real. Not like a little kid's."
"I can't really explain it," said Hermione. "When I'm near him, I just feel something, some other power that pulls me towards him. Whatever it is it makes me sick and elated at the same time. Have you felt like that?"
It was Ginny's turn to look sad. "No," she admitted.
Hermione was surprised. "But you've dated Michael and Dean now," she said. "None of them made you feel that way?"
"No," said Ginny. "I don't know. Maybe Ron's your soulmate."
"You believe in soulmates?" Hermione asked.
"Yes," said Ginny. "I really believe that there is one person for everyone. I mean, look at my parents. They never dated anyone but each other."
"So you just haven't found your soulmate yet?" Hermione asked Ginny.
"Yeah," said Ginny. "Not yet. But he's out there. I know he is." Ginny did not tell Hermione that she once believed Harry to be her soulmate, that Harry was the person that still made her feel sick and happy all at the same time. Instead, she said to Hermione, "I think Ron's your soulmate."
"I had a dream about him last night," Hermione admitted.
"With the bouquet under your bed?" Ginny asked, excited. Hermione nodded. Ginny shrieked again and hugged Hermione. "We're going to be sisters!" she exclaimed.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Gin," said Hermione. "Ron and I aren't a couple."
"You will be," said Ginny. "When the time is right."
* * *
Due to Ginny's gossiping mouth, the entire school knew about Neville and Luna before lunchtime. Harry and Ron reacted to the news much like Ginny did, in fits of laughter. Still, they didn't tease Neville about her, seeing that he was happy, and knowing that he was certainly a person who needed some happiness in his life.
"It's nice for them, y'know," said Ron later on in the common room. "Neville and Luna, I mean."
"Sure," said Harry, and he turned back to the work he was doing.
"Harry, have you ever been in love?" Ron asked abruptly.
Harry almost choked. "Excuse me?" he asked.
"Have you ever been in love?" Ron asked again.
"Since when do we talk about things like this?" he asked.
"Since now. I just want to know."
"No, Ron. I haven't. Thought I was, but it turns out not so much. It was just a crush," Harry said. "Why do you ask, anyway?"
"No reason," said Ron.
"Ron, come on. Is this about Hermione, or isn't it?" Harry asked.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," said Ron, suddenly defensive. Harry raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay, it is. Fine, I admit it! I LIKE HER."
Harry laughed, "I KNEW IT!"
"Harry, it's not funny," Ron said, and he felt his face turn beet red. "Harry, stop it!"
"Okay, okay, it's not funny," said Harry. "Actually, I'm happy that you finally realized it. It's been obvious, really. You trip all over yourself whenever you're near her." If it was even possible, Ron turned an even deeper shade of read. "Are we don't talking about this now?"
"Okay," said Ron, but he wanted nothing more than to discuss Hermione all night.
Chapter Eleven: An Interesting Pair
"Ginny!" Hermione yelled. "What are you doing?!"
"You will not BELIEVE what I just saw!" Ginny shrieked again and started laughing.
Hermione was intrigued, her dream temporarily forgotten. "What? What?!"
"It was-" Ginny was laughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath. "Neville. and, and Luna-!"
"What about them?" Hermione asked. She waited out Ginny's bout of laughter.
"I saw them, in the owlery. They didn't see me. Neville looked all nervous, and he looked around the room, and then-" She started laughing again. "And then he KISSED her!"
"WHAT?!" said Hermione and now she started to laugh.
"Isn't it funny?!" Ginny exclaimed, over come by laughter again. This time it was contagious and Hermione started to laugh almost as hard as Ginny had been.
"Yeah," said Hermione as her laughter subsided. "And also kind of sweet."
"I know what you mean," said Ginny. "At least they've found each other."
"Yeah," said Hermione, and she got quiet.
"What's the matter?" Ginny asked. "It is my brother?"
"I guess," said Hermione.
"Hermione, if you're going to like my brother, you have to understand that he's dolt sometimes," Ginny said, and this made Hermione smile.
"Harry said he ripped the arms off his Krum action figure," Hermione said hopefully.
"See!" said Ginny. "He's feeling something, even if he doesn't know it."
"Why is it that you seem so much older than me right now?" Hermione asked.
"First of all, you're only a year older than me to begin with so it's not like we're starting off very far apart. And I guess it's just because I once knew what it was like to pine away. But somehow it seems different with you. The feelings seem real. Not like a little kid's."
"I can't really explain it," said Hermione. "When I'm near him, I just feel something, some other power that pulls me towards him. Whatever it is it makes me sick and elated at the same time. Have you felt like that?"
It was Ginny's turn to look sad. "No," she admitted.
Hermione was surprised. "But you've dated Michael and Dean now," she said. "None of them made you feel that way?"
"No," said Ginny. "I don't know. Maybe Ron's your soulmate."
"You believe in soulmates?" Hermione asked.
"Yes," said Ginny. "I really believe that there is one person for everyone. I mean, look at my parents. They never dated anyone but each other."
"So you just haven't found your soulmate yet?" Hermione asked Ginny.
"Yeah," said Ginny. "Not yet. But he's out there. I know he is." Ginny did not tell Hermione that she once believed Harry to be her soulmate, that Harry was the person that still made her feel sick and happy all at the same time. Instead, she said to Hermione, "I think Ron's your soulmate."
"I had a dream about him last night," Hermione admitted.
"With the bouquet under your bed?" Ginny asked, excited. Hermione nodded. Ginny shrieked again and hugged Hermione. "We're going to be sisters!" she exclaimed.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Gin," said Hermione. "Ron and I aren't a couple."
"You will be," said Ginny. "When the time is right."
* * *
Due to Ginny's gossiping mouth, the entire school knew about Neville and Luna before lunchtime. Harry and Ron reacted to the news much like Ginny did, in fits of laughter. Still, they didn't tease Neville about her, seeing that he was happy, and knowing that he was certainly a person who needed some happiness in his life.
"It's nice for them, y'know," said Ron later on in the common room. "Neville and Luna, I mean."
"Sure," said Harry, and he turned back to the work he was doing.
"Harry, have you ever been in love?" Ron asked abruptly.
Harry almost choked. "Excuse me?" he asked.
"Have you ever been in love?" Ron asked again.
"Since when do we talk about things like this?" he asked.
"Since now. I just want to know."
"No, Ron. I haven't. Thought I was, but it turns out not so much. It was just a crush," Harry said. "Why do you ask, anyway?"
"No reason," said Ron.
"Ron, come on. Is this about Hermione, or isn't it?" Harry asked.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," said Ron, suddenly defensive. Harry raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay, it is. Fine, I admit it! I LIKE HER."
Harry laughed, "I KNEW IT!"
"Harry, it's not funny," Ron said, and he felt his face turn beet red. "Harry, stop it!"
"Okay, okay, it's not funny," said Harry. "Actually, I'm happy that you finally realized it. It's been obvious, really. You trip all over yourself whenever you're near her." If it was even possible, Ron turned an even deeper shade of read. "Are we don't talking about this now?"
"Okay," said Ron, but he wanted nothing more than to discuss Hermione all night.