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Flashbacks of Happy Times

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I wouldn't complaing that I wasn't with her, I mean, it was nice begin her friend. We were, as she called it, "Friends with benefits." But I just wish we were something more. I was thinking about it when walking to charms class. I loved it in between classes. Since the classrooms were so far apart, it was a long way to walk. All these floors and rooms. It gets confusing. But it was a nice long walk to think about things.

Once I reached the Charms classroom, I saw Hermione and Ron sitting at a table, and I went to go join then. Hermione was laughing as Ron was turning red all the way to his roots. I dropped my bookbag down by the empty seat next to Hermione and took a seat. Charms was very boring. Professor Flitwick just stayed there talking about the Cheering Charm. Not even Hermione managed to give him her full attention.

Then suddenly, Hermione took out a quill and piece of parchment and started to write. I was trying to ignore her by listening to Professor Flitwick's speech, but my attention span wasn't big enough to keep interested. And then all of a sudden, Hermione shoved the folded piece of parchment under my hand.

"What's thi-"

"Sh, just read it," said Hermione out of the corner of her mouth so no one could hear but me.

So I folded it out on it's folded parts and started to read.

Harry,

Ron and me have hit some rocky roads in our relationship. He always talks about other girls, like Lavender and Parvati. It kinda gets me aggravated. But I love him too much to get disturbed by this. I think I'll get over it by next week or something. I just need some advice. Can you help me please?

Hermione

I read the note in shock. I couldn't believe Ron was treating Hermione this way. Why was Ron acting so....playerish? Yeah I know that's not a word! So I took out my quill and parchment and started writing below Hermione's message. When I was done, I folded it on its parts again and shoved it under her binder. She quickly opened it under the table and started to read.

Hermione,

All I can really say is that if you love him that much, then just tell him to stop. That's really all you can do. Unless if you would like to break-up with him.

Harry

Hermione read the note, and stared at me with playful eyes. And then she quickly kicked me in the shin. I gave out a small yelp as she started to laugh

"Why do you always to that to me?" I said, massaging my shin to lower the pressure.

"Because you always annoy me," said Hermione, quickly folding the note.

Hermione and I gave out quiet chuckles before and stop before Ron even noticed what we were doing. He looked at Hermione and me very clueless and then we just started to laugh, even louder.

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After Charms, I was just wondering the full yet empty halls thinking, "This year seemed to go by so smoothly."

It was already close to summer. I couldn't believe it went by so quickly. "Wow, it's already May," I said in a inside voice. Maybe because it has been such a fun year before the, incident. I just realized that e year ago, I had asked Hermione to be mine. I guess that's why it has been so short. I silently chuckled to myself. I could still remember that very day...

Flashback

I hurtled through everyone in the common room, looking for that certain silver pendent necklace I wanted to give to Hermione. I was going to give it to her when asking her if she would ever go for a guy like me. And then, Ron quickly pushed through everyone to get to me.

"I can't find it, mate!" he said, while wiping his forehead with his sleeve to get rid of the droplets of sweat on his face. At this moment, Hermione came up to us, holding the necklace.

"Do you guys know who this belongs to?" She asked to Ron and I, while opening the locket. I had the urge to scream, "No!" because I planned to read it to her as I clipped it behind her neck.

"In your light, I know how to love, In your beauty, how to make poems,

You dance inside my chest where no one sees you,

But sometimes I do, and that dance becomes this art." She said, while closing the locket.

I write poetry. A lot. Because sometimes, I can't say things, so I write them down. And that's exactly how I felt about Hermione.

"One the front it has and H and H together," she said, while eyeing me very carefully.

I had to do it, now or never.

"Yes Hermione, can I please have that?" I asked, while pointing at the necklace, feeling my cheeks grow rosy red.

"Oh, here," she said while handing it to me.

I took it from her hand and walked behind her to put it around her neck. I gently moved her caramel colored hair out of the way and put the necklace around her neck and clipped it together. I then walked in front of a dead-still Hermione and said," Hermione, will you be mine?"

"Of course!" she shouted, while throwing both of her arms around my neck and kissing me on the cheek.

End of Flashback

I again, chuckled to myself, thinking about how worried I was that I would never find that necklace. Such a horrible day, and it ended ads one of the best days in my life. "Happy times..." I thought t myself. About two more weeks until summer. Going home to the Dursley's was something I defiantly didn't look forward to.

Ggrgggghhh. My stomach was rumbling. I really needed something to eat. So I walked into the Great Hall and saw Ginny who was eating alone. I put my bookbag down by her and met up with my best friend's little sister

"Hey," I said, while sitting next to her.

"Hi," she said, not looking up to see me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, while eating to fill up my stomach.

"Oh it's nothing," she said, while taking a sip from her ice-cold glass of pumpkin juice.

"Whatever you say..." I said, unable to say anything else because I was stuffing my face in food.

"You're just ask bad as Ron!" She said, while nudging my arm.

"No it's different. I only act like this when I'm hungry. He acts like this all the time," I said. I could barely even understand what I was saying, with all this food in my mouth.

"What?" she asked with friendly chuckles behind her words.

I just continued eating. She and her waiting till I was done stuffing my face until we both left.

I hope you don't think that poem was so corny! I got it out of a poetry book! Review!!!

Happy writing,

Hpfan0009