AN: Sorry, but this Chapter is really, really, really, really, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY short. It really didn't make sense to continue after where I stopped. PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!

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Chapter 15: Discussion.

xXx Cassandra's POV xXx

When we were all settled in the Room Of Requirement, which had made itself to resemble a living room, I started talking.

"Look, I can Obliviate the two of you so you never remember any of this, but I think its best to resolve it the old fashioned way – talking it out," I said. "Now, Harry, I'm going to turn to the part of the book that Ron was looking for, and you can read it for yourself and decide if Ron and Hermione can read it. It's not really that bad, you know," I said, handing the book to Harry, open to the page.

"It's bad enough that you know it," said Harry, reluctantly taking the book from me, "But I'll read it anyway." He silently read every detail of the few pages until the end of the section.

xXx Harry's POV xXx

'He could count every freckle on her nose.' I read. How do they, er, I mean, J. K. Rowling, know this stuff? That's true, though, I could count every freckle. She had eight freckles, if I remember correctly. ' "I really like you, Harry," said Cho.' She had said that. 'He count see every tear clinging to her eyelashes. She was close – much too close.' And that she had been. I smiled, reminiscing my first kiss. I closed my eyes briefly.

"HARRY!" I heard my name being shouted by Cassandra. I shook myself from my thoughts.

"What?" I asked.

"Can you come back to earth from planet fantasy and tell these two impatient friends of yours your decision?" she said.

"Oh, yeah. Well, I guess they can read it, but I want Hermione to read it first and give her opinion if Ron should read it," I said, glaring at Ron and handing the book to Hermione. She read it, too, and when she got to the end, she sighed.

"What are you sighing about?" I asked.

"Just, romance. So sweet," she said, a faraway look in her eyes.

"Hermione, is there something you're not telling us?" asked Ron suspiciously. Hermione snapped out of her daze.

"Oh, no, of course not! Where did you get such an idea, Ron?" she said. I interrupted, however.

"Well? Do you think Ron can read it?" I asked, impatiently and rather embarrassed. I hadn't planned on this private information being shared with my two best friends, but if the rest of the world knew, what were two more people?

"I see no problem in it. Even though he DOES have the emotional capacity of a teaspoon," she said.

"Hermione, did you continue reading? I mean, after that section?" said Cassandra.

She smiled. "Yes, I did. It was rather funny!" she said.

"I didn't read ahead, let me see!" I said. Hermione handed the book to me. I read for a couple paragraphs, and then came to the part that Hermione had thought was funny.

' "Did you kiss?" asked Hermione. When Ron heard this, he sat up abruptly, upsetting his ink bottle. Disregarding this completely, he asked Harry,

"Well? Did you?" Harry nodded his head mutely.'

I gave a little laugh, remembering the incident. It was much funnier in writing then it was when it happened.

"Can I see the bloody book now?" asked Ron, looking very impatient.

"Yeah, sure, Ron," I said, handing him the book. He read it fairly quickly. He chuckled.

"Harry, that isn't so bad! It's not like it gives the juicy details," he said, looking, in my opinion, slightly disappointed.

"I think you guys should read the entire series. It would be very interesting for you, and maybe even beneficial!" said Cassandra.

"How would it be beneficial to read any more than necessary?" said Ron.

"Well, for example, Hermione could read the second book and see all that happened while she was petrified," said Cassandra. Hermione looked as if she'd rather not think about it. I don't blame her. However, she did seem enthused by the idea.

"I agree, Cassandra. You two should read them as well," she said.

"I have an idea," said Cassandra.

"What?"

"Well, we could all come to the Room of Requirement whenever we had a few spare minutes, and one of us could read aloud to the others. It could be fun, and that would make sure that Harry and Ron 'read' it, too," she stated matter of factly.

"I think it's a wonderful idea! Harry? Ron? How about you?" asked Hermione.

"Sure."

"OK."

"Why don't we start tonight?" asked Cassandra, pulling Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone out of her bag. We all agreed, and soon, we were all listening to Cassandra read aloud:

"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much . . ."

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xXx Cassandra's POV xXx

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were so captivated by the book that they didn't let me stop reading until the end of chapter eight.

"'As Harry and Ron walked back to the castle for dinner, their pockets weighed down with rock cakes they'd been too polite to refuse, Harry thought that none of the lessons he'd had so far had given him as much time to think about as tea with Hagrid. Had Hagrid collected that package just in time? Where was it now? And did Hagrid know something about Snape that he didn't want to tell Harry?' Okay Guys, that's the end of chapter eight, and I'm really tired, and as it is we're already out WAY past curfew, so we'd better get back to Gryffindor Tower before we get caught in here, all right?" I said, my eyes itching with tiredness.

"But it's just getting interesting! Please, please, please, please can we hear just ONE more chapter?" pleaded Ron.

"Ron, that's exactly what you said after chapter 5, and I ended up reading THREE more chapters," I said. "And you're sixteen years old, stop acting like you're eight," I added.

"But, Cassy . . ." said Harry.

"No buts, Harry."

"Can you at least tell us what the name of the next chapter is! I have to admit even I'M slightly disappointed, because there hasn't been much mention of me in there yet, and hearing what I said when I was eleven was one of the reason I was so keen on reading the book!"

"Well, Hermione, you're mentioned quite a bit in the next chapter . . . as the title is 'The Midnight Duel'."

"Oh please oh please oh PLEASE can we read that chapter? PLEASE?" said Harry.

"NO! I'm extremely tired, and the longer you guys keep me in here, the grouchier I'll become, now, OUT!" I screeched.

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AN: SO?!? How was it? Even with it's total shortness? Boring. But review anyway!!!