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For the next week, Harry's life fell into sort of a pattern.
Wake up, go to breakfast, admire Hermione, eat half of his breakfast, go to his classes, admire Hermione when he was in his classes, pay attention to his teachers half of the time, go to lunch, admire Hermione, eat half of his lunch, and you get the idea.
In fact, the only thing that seemed to keep Harry from letting his grades slip was, ironically enough, Hermione herself, who was helping not just Harry more than ever, but Ron too.
And that very fact, the fact that Ron's grades also seemed to be in danger of falling, is what kept Harry's suspicions afloat. The suspicions that he was too guilty to admit that he even had.
But Harry couldn't live with guilt on top of love. He needed to either satisfy or release his suspicions, one or the other. So he resolved to ask Ron about it, plain and simple, in a friend-to-friend talk... next weekend.
And that very weekend, as if by some twist of fate, happened to be the day before Valentine's Day.
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It was early in the morning. However, Harry and Ron were the only ones up and about in the common room, for some reason.
Harry sighed, and walked over to sit next to Ron. He could do this... he could...
He basically had to, if he even was going to think about asking Hermione out.
"Ron..." said Harry slowly.
"Yeah, Harry?"
"What do you... eh, think of Hermione?"
This question made Ron pause.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... just that what do you think?"
Ron stared at his feet grimly, not answering. "Oh, no." thought Harry. "Does this mean that he does-?"
"She's smart." Said Ron finally.
"That's it?" asked Harry hopefully.
"Yes-," Harry's heart soared- "I mean no."
"No?" asked Harry, whose heart had come crashing down again.
"No, she's also... well, I'm her friend, but I'll admit she's... kind of pretty..."
"Yeah, me too." Mumbled Harry. Quickly getting off of the couch. He didn't know if that was a definite "Like-like" or "Not like-like" from Ron, but he didn't care. As long as Ron gave him an indefinite answer, he would ask Hermione out, and not worry about Ron. If he really liked her, he could tell it straight to his best friend.
Right?
Pushing back the realization that HE couldn't tell Ron, he wait for Hermione to come down into the common room.
It didn't take long. Harry's stomach and heart did a full back-flip with a somersault and a twist thrown in. He was actually going to do this-
"Hey, Harry, Ron." Mumbled Hermione. "Getting an early start on homework, you two?"
"Er... no." said Harry, his hands trembling. He had to block everything out but Hermione. Everything, everything- he approached Hermione- no he could still sense the people around him- everything- yes, he could only see Hermione, the only real figure contrast against a sea of blur- and then- HE ASKED!
"HermionedoyouwannagotoHogsmeadewithmeforValentine'sday?"
"Oh, no!" thought Harry immediately. He was painfully aware of the sweat on his face, the clammy hands, he hadn't blocked out everything-
And then he saw Hermione's face, an expression was forming- ANGER!? Oh, gosh, was she mad?
"What was that?" asked Hermione in confusion.
Oh, the expression was confusion. Harry slowly repeated.
"Do you w-w-wanna go to Hogsmeade with me vor Falentine's- I mean, for Valentine's Day?" asked Harry nervously.
But he wasn't the only one who said it.
Harry turned, knowing who he was going to see, but it still brought him complete and utter shock to see RON Weasley next to him, just as shocked as him!
"You- you-?" said Harry in total disbelief.
"But- I –you-?" said Ron, also in total disbelief.
They both turned to Hermione, whose response still took priority over the moment, if that was even possible.
"Well..." said Hermione, who brought her head down, "I'm already taken." She was whispering now. "By Neville... Longbottom."
She rushed out of the Common Room, to leave Harry and Ron alone.
To leave sparks to fly.
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Come on, if you review, there's a possibility the next chapter may be posted TODAY! (Maybe at night, but today!)
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For the next week, Harry's life fell into sort of a pattern.
Wake up, go to breakfast, admire Hermione, eat half of his breakfast, go to his classes, admire Hermione when he was in his classes, pay attention to his teachers half of the time, go to lunch, admire Hermione, eat half of his lunch, and you get the idea.
In fact, the only thing that seemed to keep Harry from letting his grades slip was, ironically enough, Hermione herself, who was helping not just Harry more than ever, but Ron too.
And that very fact, the fact that Ron's grades also seemed to be in danger of falling, is what kept Harry's suspicions afloat. The suspicions that he was too guilty to admit that he even had.
But Harry couldn't live with guilt on top of love. He needed to either satisfy or release his suspicions, one or the other. So he resolved to ask Ron about it, plain and simple, in a friend-to-friend talk... next weekend.
And that very weekend, as if by some twist of fate, happened to be the day before Valentine's Day.
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It was early in the morning. However, Harry and Ron were the only ones up and about in the common room, for some reason.
Harry sighed, and walked over to sit next to Ron. He could do this... he could...
He basically had to, if he even was going to think about asking Hermione out.
"Ron..." said Harry slowly.
"Yeah, Harry?"
"What do you... eh, think of Hermione?"
This question made Ron pause.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... just that what do you think?"
Ron stared at his feet grimly, not answering. "Oh, no." thought Harry. "Does this mean that he does-?"
"She's smart." Said Ron finally.
"That's it?" asked Harry hopefully.
"Yes-," Harry's heart soared- "I mean no."
"No?" asked Harry, whose heart had come crashing down again.
"No, she's also... well, I'm her friend, but I'll admit she's... kind of pretty..."
"Yeah, me too." Mumbled Harry. Quickly getting off of the couch. He didn't know if that was a definite "Like-like" or "Not like-like" from Ron, but he didn't care. As long as Ron gave him an indefinite answer, he would ask Hermione out, and not worry about Ron. If he really liked her, he could tell it straight to his best friend.
Right?
Pushing back the realization that HE couldn't tell Ron, he wait for Hermione to come down into the common room.
It didn't take long. Harry's stomach and heart did a full back-flip with a somersault and a twist thrown in. He was actually going to do this-
"Hey, Harry, Ron." Mumbled Hermione. "Getting an early start on homework, you two?"
"Er... no." said Harry, his hands trembling. He had to block everything out but Hermione. Everything, everything- he approached Hermione- no he could still sense the people around him- everything- yes, he could only see Hermione, the only real figure contrast against a sea of blur- and then- HE ASKED!
"HermionedoyouwannagotoHogsmeadewithmeforValentine'sday?"
"Oh, no!" thought Harry immediately. He was painfully aware of the sweat on his face, the clammy hands, he hadn't blocked out everything-
And then he saw Hermione's face, an expression was forming- ANGER!? Oh, gosh, was she mad?
"What was that?" asked Hermione in confusion.
Oh, the expression was confusion. Harry slowly repeated.
"Do you w-w-wanna go to Hogsmeade with me vor Falentine's- I mean, for Valentine's Day?" asked Harry nervously.
But he wasn't the only one who said it.
Harry turned, knowing who he was going to see, but it still brought him complete and utter shock to see RON Weasley next to him, just as shocked as him!
"You- you-?" said Harry in total disbelief.
"But- I –you-?" said Ron, also in total disbelief.
They both turned to Hermione, whose response still took priority over the moment, if that was even possible.
"Well..." said Hermione, who brought her head down, "I'm already taken." She was whispering now. "By Neville... Longbottom."
She rushed out of the Common Room, to leave Harry and Ron alone.
To leave sparks to fly.
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Come on, if you review, there's a possibility the next chapter may be posted TODAY! (Maybe at night, but today!)