A/N Ummmm. yeah if the plot sorta changes from what the summary says, I am
sorry. I am very spontaneous and don't really plan out the story. I make it
up as I write. I'm sorry if you don't like my style.(
: Chapter Five : Whom Does She Pick?
Harry, Ron and Hermoine were sitting in the Great Hall the next morning eating breakfast. Hermoine was still very nervous about what Ron had talked to her about the day before. She and Ron were shooting embarrassed looks at each other for the past half hour. The only reason that they weren't avoiding each other was because Harry was going through a very difficult time at the moment, with all the stories that had been spread throughout the Daily Prophet and only the rest of the wizarding world. She felt really sorry for him. She looked down at her plate and thought 'I wish that all his problems and worries were transferred to someone else, that way we could actually have fun once in a while, like we used to.' She sighed. 'Well those days are gone forever I guess. I mean, all this stuff with Voldermort and such is never going to end until we are long gone from school. Oh well.' she thought.
"Well, I have to go to the library to do some ummm.homework. Yeah. We'll I am gonna go," said Harry. "Bye." Harry walked away faster that usual.
"Ummm.Ron? Can I talk to you?" Again Ron and Hermoine walked out of the Great Hall together. "Yeah, anyway, I wanted to talk to you about.us."
Ron was looking at the ground as she said this but after she was finished he looked up at her with a look of triumph and happiness on his face.
"Really? I mean, ahem, yeah, what about us?" "Well, I was thinking last night and I realized that I love you, and that I have, for a long time. And.I lied to you. I DO know who my secret admirer is. I was scared to tell you because I think I love him to. Please don't get mad at him if I tell you who it is. Will you swear not to tell him I know? Will you swear?" Hermoine said with pleading in her voice and longing in her eyes. "Please?"
"Yes, of course," shocked at what Hermoine had just told him. Will you tell me who it is?"
"It's."
Harry was standing outside of the hallway trying to listen to what Hermoine and Ron were talking about. "It's wrong," he thought. No more. Plus Ron will probably tell me about it. Well might as well go up to the common room. Harry was very glad that Hermoine had not found out who he was. He hadn't really thought about how much he loved her until the beginning of that summer. He was having repeated dreams about her. Then he felt a strange sense of longing toward her. 'Well that's normal' he had thought. 'I always have a longing for my friends during the summer.' But the longer these dreams went on and the longing intensified, the more he realized that he loved her. "I will never get her now,' he thought. 'Ron and her are way to in love. It is pretty obvious. I mean the way they were looking at each other and plus, she had told him that she liked Ron too, but she didn't want to do anything yet. 'Well I can dwell on this later tonight. I have things to do.' He sat down in the library and started the essay that Snape had assigned.
A/N Well Thanks to all that replied!! Well I'll write more later. See ya!! P.S. If you have Yahoo or aol messenger, message me!!!! My name is in chapter three or four. (((((((((( bye bye
: Chapter Five : Whom Does She Pick?
Harry, Ron and Hermoine were sitting in the Great Hall the next morning eating breakfast. Hermoine was still very nervous about what Ron had talked to her about the day before. She and Ron were shooting embarrassed looks at each other for the past half hour. The only reason that they weren't avoiding each other was because Harry was going through a very difficult time at the moment, with all the stories that had been spread throughout the Daily Prophet and only the rest of the wizarding world. She felt really sorry for him. She looked down at her plate and thought 'I wish that all his problems and worries were transferred to someone else, that way we could actually have fun once in a while, like we used to.' She sighed. 'Well those days are gone forever I guess. I mean, all this stuff with Voldermort and such is never going to end until we are long gone from school. Oh well.' she thought.
"Well, I have to go to the library to do some ummm.homework. Yeah. We'll I am gonna go," said Harry. "Bye." Harry walked away faster that usual.
"Ummm.Ron? Can I talk to you?" Again Ron and Hermoine walked out of the Great Hall together. "Yeah, anyway, I wanted to talk to you about.us."
Ron was looking at the ground as she said this but after she was finished he looked up at her with a look of triumph and happiness on his face.
"Really? I mean, ahem, yeah, what about us?" "Well, I was thinking last night and I realized that I love you, and that I have, for a long time. And.I lied to you. I DO know who my secret admirer is. I was scared to tell you because I think I love him to. Please don't get mad at him if I tell you who it is. Will you swear not to tell him I know? Will you swear?" Hermoine said with pleading in her voice and longing in her eyes. "Please?"
"Yes, of course," shocked at what Hermoine had just told him. Will you tell me who it is?"
"It's."
Harry was standing outside of the hallway trying to listen to what Hermoine and Ron were talking about. "It's wrong," he thought. No more. Plus Ron will probably tell me about it. Well might as well go up to the common room. Harry was very glad that Hermoine had not found out who he was. He hadn't really thought about how much he loved her until the beginning of that summer. He was having repeated dreams about her. Then he felt a strange sense of longing toward her. 'Well that's normal' he had thought. 'I always have a longing for my friends during the summer.' But the longer these dreams went on and the longing intensified, the more he realized that he loved her. "I will never get her now,' he thought. 'Ron and her are way to in love. It is pretty obvious. I mean the way they were looking at each other and plus, she had told him that she liked Ron too, but she didn't want to do anything yet. 'Well I can dwell on this later tonight. I have things to do.' He sat down in the library and started the essay that Snape had assigned.
A/N Well Thanks to all that replied!! Well I'll write more later. See ya!! P.S. If you have Yahoo or aol messenger, message me!!!! My name is in chapter three or four. (((((((((( bye bye