The group proceeded back to the castle more happily than they had arrived there, the girls chittering about the unicorns they chose and whispering to themselves. Harry, lost in thought about his little unicorn foal, was surprised when he looked up and saw Lavender standing in front of him.
Unsure of what she wanted, he made to get around her. She caught up and fell in stride with him, walking rather fast. "So Harry," she said brightly, "did you choose a male or a female unicorn?"
Harry paused, unsure of why Lavender was all of a sudden talking to him. "Er--I chose a male...how about you?"
"Female," replied Lavender. Harry glanced up, and saw that Ron and Hermione were walking in front of him, holding hands. "So the next Hogsmeade weekend is this weekend, right?" she continued, looking at him intently.
"Uh...oh, yeah it is." Hermione had now turned around and was looking at Lavender distastefully. Harry wondered vaguely what this meant.
"So, anyways, Harry...I was wondering...maybe we could meet up or something in Madam Puddifoots or the Three Broomsticks sometime then..." Hermione glanced at Harry, her mouth open slightly. Parvati whipped around and stared at Harry. The group had now made its way up to the front steps of the castle.
Harry surveyed the scene, and thought about it. Ron and Hermione would probably only end up flirting the whole time anyways, Harry thought, and its not like he had anything else to do...
"Sure," he said finally. Lavender looked satisfied. Hermione blinked in shock. Parvati's eyes widened and they locked eyes for a second. Harry felt a small spark somewhere inside him. Lavender jerked him back to himself as they entered the Entrance Hall.
"Well, then, Harry, I'll see you then!" She smiled and hurried back over to Parvati, who was looking slightly reluctant to talk to her. Harry wondered vaguely why this was.
It was relatively sunny on the Morning of the Hogsmeade weekend. Harry got groggily out of bed and realized that he was the only one still in his dormitory. He hurridly got dressed and jogged down the spiral staircase, before realizing that everyone must just be at breakfast. He bounded into the Common Room and then stopped short in his tracks.
In a corner stood Ron Hermione. They were kissing, and Harry could see neither of Rons hands and for a split second wondered where they might be--before realizing he didn't want to know. Before either of them could look up in shock, however, Harry had left through the Portrait Hole and was running down the corridor.
Harry and Lavender met up in the Three Broomsticks around noon. Lavender was dressed in, well, lavender, and had even added lavender sparkles to her hair. Harry found the look quite distasteful--but he decided it would be rude to comment on this fact.
"Hi Harry!" Lavender squealed and hugged him. Harry, who was not accustomed to this, didn't really do anything. "So, lets get a drink!" Lavender sat down at the nearest table and Madam Rosetta had soon delivered two butterbeers to them. Lavender had soon began talking about Divination, a subject which Harry found quite boring, and he soon realized they had nothing in common at all.
By three o' clock that afternoon, Harry was heartily wishing he had never accepted Lavender's offer. Needless to say, he wasn't unhappy when Lavender waved good-bye to him and went into the Post Office next door.
Harry sighed and turned away from the door. Before he could hide, Ron and Hermione had come up to him.
"Well?" said Ron.
"Well what?"
"Well how did the date go?" cut in Hermione, impatient.
"Horrible. Only agreed to 'cause I....well, we don't have very much in common." Harry had been about to say he'd only agreed to go with Lavender because he had nothing else to do, but then realized that this might come off as a bit mean and changed tactics.
"It seems someone didn't have a problem with you being here," said Ron. Hermione cast a dark look into the opposite end of the room. "Parvati's been looking over at you guys every two minutes all day!"
Harry shrugged.
"We better get back to the carriages!" Ron said finally, breaking the silence. And so Harry set off behind his two best friends, who had been quite distant since their relationship, thinking about Hermione and Lavender. Did Lavender fancy him...? He avoided thinking about Hermione at the moment. But then there was Parvati...
Unsure of what she wanted, he made to get around her. She caught up and fell in stride with him, walking rather fast. "So Harry," she said brightly, "did you choose a male or a female unicorn?"
Harry paused, unsure of why Lavender was all of a sudden talking to him. "Er--I chose a male...how about you?"
"Female," replied Lavender. Harry glanced up, and saw that Ron and Hermione were walking in front of him, holding hands. "So the next Hogsmeade weekend is this weekend, right?" she continued, looking at him intently.
"Uh...oh, yeah it is." Hermione had now turned around and was looking at Lavender distastefully. Harry wondered vaguely what this meant.
"So, anyways, Harry...I was wondering...maybe we could meet up or something in Madam Puddifoots or the Three Broomsticks sometime then..." Hermione glanced at Harry, her mouth open slightly. Parvati whipped around and stared at Harry. The group had now made its way up to the front steps of the castle.
Harry surveyed the scene, and thought about it. Ron and Hermione would probably only end up flirting the whole time anyways, Harry thought, and its not like he had anything else to do...
"Sure," he said finally. Lavender looked satisfied. Hermione blinked in shock. Parvati's eyes widened and they locked eyes for a second. Harry felt a small spark somewhere inside him. Lavender jerked him back to himself as they entered the Entrance Hall.
"Well, then, Harry, I'll see you then!" She smiled and hurried back over to Parvati, who was looking slightly reluctant to talk to her. Harry wondered vaguely why this was.
It was relatively sunny on the Morning of the Hogsmeade weekend. Harry got groggily out of bed and realized that he was the only one still in his dormitory. He hurridly got dressed and jogged down the spiral staircase, before realizing that everyone must just be at breakfast. He bounded into the Common Room and then stopped short in his tracks.
In a corner stood Ron Hermione. They were kissing, and Harry could see neither of Rons hands and for a split second wondered where they might be--before realizing he didn't want to know. Before either of them could look up in shock, however, Harry had left through the Portrait Hole and was running down the corridor.
Harry and Lavender met up in the Three Broomsticks around noon. Lavender was dressed in, well, lavender, and had even added lavender sparkles to her hair. Harry found the look quite distasteful--but he decided it would be rude to comment on this fact.
"Hi Harry!" Lavender squealed and hugged him. Harry, who was not accustomed to this, didn't really do anything. "So, lets get a drink!" Lavender sat down at the nearest table and Madam Rosetta had soon delivered two butterbeers to them. Lavender had soon began talking about Divination, a subject which Harry found quite boring, and he soon realized they had nothing in common at all.
By three o' clock that afternoon, Harry was heartily wishing he had never accepted Lavender's offer. Needless to say, he wasn't unhappy when Lavender waved good-bye to him and went into the Post Office next door.
Harry sighed and turned away from the door. Before he could hide, Ron and Hermione had come up to him.
"Well?" said Ron.
"Well what?"
"Well how did the date go?" cut in Hermione, impatient.
"Horrible. Only agreed to 'cause I....well, we don't have very much in common." Harry had been about to say he'd only agreed to go with Lavender because he had nothing else to do, but then realized that this might come off as a bit mean and changed tactics.
"It seems someone didn't have a problem with you being here," said Ron. Hermione cast a dark look into the opposite end of the room. "Parvati's been looking over at you guys every two minutes all day!"
Harry shrugged.
"We better get back to the carriages!" Ron said finally, breaking the silence. And so Harry set off behind his two best friends, who had been quite distant since their relationship, thinking about Hermione and Lavender. Did Lavender fancy him...? He avoided thinking about Hermione at the moment. But then there was Parvati...