Chapter 4
"I got to pop down to Jerald's, you want anything ?" Harry asked. Ron didn't reply, he just sat in his chair as he had since Jerald had got him down from the roof. The TV wasn't on, Ron was in deep thought. Harry shook his head lightly and walked to the door. Just as his hand reached the doorknob Ron spoke.
"Ask Ginny if I can borrow her address book," Ron said never leaving his position on the sofa. Like a London guard, except sitting with his legs on the coffee table. Harry nodded, Ron didn't see and then he turned to the door.
BLAM ! The boy who lived feel flat on his backside on the living room floor. From the other side he could here voices but all he could see was the ceiling, light and lamp spinning rapidly.
"Are you okay ?" Came a female voice from behind the object Harry had walked into, a wardrobe. For a moment Ron's head turned expecting to see Hermione, slowly he turned back to look at the dark screen of the TV. Slowly Harry rose to his feet, unbalanced at first but carefully regaining the his footing. I front of him stood a girl. Harry's mouth dropped as the girl ducked under the wardrobe and straightened up in front of him. She was about Ginny's height but with long hair, dyed red, that hung in a ponytail behind her Miami Dolphins Hat. He lips were red and her eyes sparkled an almost amber brown. Harry was so dumbstruck he had forgot the question.
"Hey Cutie," The girl carried on in a perfect American accent, heaven to Harry's ears, "Are you alright ?" Harry nodded slowly leaning on the cabinet by the door. "Mary Jane Peters," The girl added extending her hand, "Just call me MJ."
"Harry Potter," Harry said expecting the usual response of questions about Dark Lords and Scars but he didn't. The Girl had to be a Muggle.
"Well nice to meet ya Harry," Mary Jane continued as the furniture disappeared into the room across the hall. "I just moved to London from Florida." Harry nodded dumbly feeling he had nothing to say, which he didn't. "Who's that ?" The girl suddenly asked, pointing at Ron.
"Oh, that's my flatmate Ron," Harry replied never taking his eyes off of MJ's breathtaking face.
"Hey Ron !" She yelled across the apartment to no reply. Harry walked toward the door and she followed.
"Ron's having trouble with this girl he likes," Harry added as they reached the door and made their way into the corridor.
"Oh, I see," Mary Jane replied, "So I'll see you around Harry." Harry's heart leapt at just the sound of her lovely voice saying his name.
"Sure, Pop in anytime," Harry replied before turning to walk to Jerald's place. The girl waved at Harry as she walked into her apartment. Harry gulped, it was love at first site.
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Hermione waved Neville over to the seat as he arrived in the great hall. She smiled as she thought of how much Neville had changed, not just his appearance but his attitude. He was no longer full of bumble and clumsiness, he strode across the room like a man on a mission. As he sat Hermione smiled at him. She didn't know it yet, but soon she would. She had not thought about Ron since she had spoken with Neville. She was falling for him.
"Neville," Hermione suddenly spoke."
"What ?" Neville asked.
"Never mind."
( A/N: Well there you go, someone for Harry. Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. My novel is taking up most of my creativity (and spare time). Until next chapter, MJM )
"I got to pop down to Jerald's, you want anything ?" Harry asked. Ron didn't reply, he just sat in his chair as he had since Jerald had got him down from the roof. The TV wasn't on, Ron was in deep thought. Harry shook his head lightly and walked to the door. Just as his hand reached the doorknob Ron spoke.
"Ask Ginny if I can borrow her address book," Ron said never leaving his position on the sofa. Like a London guard, except sitting with his legs on the coffee table. Harry nodded, Ron didn't see and then he turned to the door.
BLAM ! The boy who lived feel flat on his backside on the living room floor. From the other side he could here voices but all he could see was the ceiling, light and lamp spinning rapidly.
"Are you okay ?" Came a female voice from behind the object Harry had walked into, a wardrobe. For a moment Ron's head turned expecting to see Hermione, slowly he turned back to look at the dark screen of the TV. Slowly Harry rose to his feet, unbalanced at first but carefully regaining the his footing. I front of him stood a girl. Harry's mouth dropped as the girl ducked under the wardrobe and straightened up in front of him. She was about Ginny's height but with long hair, dyed red, that hung in a ponytail behind her Miami Dolphins Hat. He lips were red and her eyes sparkled an almost amber brown. Harry was so dumbstruck he had forgot the question.
"Hey Cutie," The girl carried on in a perfect American accent, heaven to Harry's ears, "Are you alright ?" Harry nodded slowly leaning on the cabinet by the door. "Mary Jane Peters," The girl added extending her hand, "Just call me MJ."
"Harry Potter," Harry said expecting the usual response of questions about Dark Lords and Scars but he didn't. The Girl had to be a Muggle.
"Well nice to meet ya Harry," Mary Jane continued as the furniture disappeared into the room across the hall. "I just moved to London from Florida." Harry nodded dumbly feeling he had nothing to say, which he didn't. "Who's that ?" The girl suddenly asked, pointing at Ron.
"Oh, that's my flatmate Ron," Harry replied never taking his eyes off of MJ's breathtaking face.
"Hey Ron !" She yelled across the apartment to no reply. Harry walked toward the door and she followed.
"Ron's having trouble with this girl he likes," Harry added as they reached the door and made their way into the corridor.
"Oh, I see," Mary Jane replied, "So I'll see you around Harry." Harry's heart leapt at just the sound of her lovely voice saying his name.
"Sure, Pop in anytime," Harry replied before turning to walk to Jerald's place. The girl waved at Harry as she walked into her apartment. Harry gulped, it was love at first site.
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Hermione waved Neville over to the seat as he arrived in the great hall. She smiled as she thought of how much Neville had changed, not just his appearance but his attitude. He was no longer full of bumble and clumsiness, he strode across the room like a man on a mission. As he sat Hermione smiled at him. She didn't know it yet, but soon she would. She had not thought about Ron since she had spoken with Neville. She was falling for him.
"Neville," Hermione suddenly spoke."
"What ?" Neville asked.
"Never mind."
( A/N: Well there you go, someone for Harry. Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. My novel is taking up most of my creativity (and spare time). Until next chapter, MJM )