*Hogwarts Saga*

(Chapter 3)

The Great Hall was filled with the tasty smell of a full english breakfast

and the words of a hundred or more conversations.

Harry was sat between Ron and Neville, who looked like shit and had no

eyelashes due to an unfortunate experiment with Mrs MacGonagal and a

three-headed camel.

Ron began to gobble down his fried egg and his lips became shiny with

grease.

Harry sat there quietly with a blank plate and his emerald green eyes

glued to Ginny's freckled face across the next two tables.

As Ginny turned directly towards Harry and their eyes engaged, Harry

skipped a heartbeat, and he felt his cheeks glowing as if he was too close

to a fire. Over-powered by Ginny's amazing beauty, Harry sent her a sexy

wink and then very much regretted doing so as a confused-looking Ron

glared towards him.

"Would you like to tell me something, Harry?"

"What? If you're talking about Ginny then look it's none of your

business."

"No problem, Harry, I think your actions have just explained everything

to me. Neville turned towards Harry and smirked.

"Well Harry, tomorrow is your chance, you know." Nevilled giggled.

"What's so special about tomorrow?"

"Valentines Day!" Ron said, excitedly, looking over towards Hermione.

For the rest of the day, Harry had absolutely no concentration in his

lessons as a certain ginger-head was on his mind.