Chapter 2

The Shocking News
"What is up with him?" Hermione asked. "I was just joking around, he said he liked it when I did!"
"Going by what Ron says?" Harry asked. "I think that's sort of cute."
"Do you think he realizes, how much I value him as a friend? I mean, I think he's amazing at everything he does, except think!" Hermione exclaimed. "I just don't get it!"
"Cho!" Harry called, while Hermione muttered on about Ron. Cho had just ran by after another sixth year boy, Dean Thomas.
"Dean, give me back my quill!" Cho called with a giggle and looked behind when she heard Harry call her name. "Hi, Harry." Cho pulled her hair back with a black clip and handed him a pile of her books. "I have to get back my quill from that silly old, Dean Thomas. Bye, Harry," She said with a wave.
"Doesn't seem to stick around too long," Hermione said with a frown.

She needed to get back her quill," Harry said in Cho's defense.
"I'm not sure that's the only thing she wanted. What are you going to do with her books?"
"Give them to her, I guess. Hermione, Cho has been through a lot and all she wants is a true man for support. I think you would go for the guy closet to your loved one, if he was murdered by Lord Voldemort!"
Hermione winced at the name and stared ahead with a frown. "There is just something about her that I don't like." "You're just jealous, that I can snag someone, when the one you want, isn't catching the signals!" Harry exclaimed with a look of defiance. Harry held onto the books and his book bag with dear life and ran. Harry wasn't looking where he was headed and ran straight into a girl.
"And they say there isn't coincidence. I was just thinking about you, Harry," a girl with radishes for earrings said with a giggle. "Can you help me up?"
"Sure, Luna. So, you off to the great hall?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Luna said, fixing her straight, light brown hair. She gathered her books and started to walk. "Where were you in such a hurry, anyway?"
"First tell me why you were thinking about me," Harry said, looking at her skeptically.
"I was just thinking about how, you fought against all those death eaters last year. You only nearly escaped Lord Voldemort's faithful servants. My father wrote about the tragic experience in the Quibbler. Rita Skeeter wrote another article, unlike the last one, it didn't sell too much. My father is trying to figure out some advertising tactics," Luna said without taking a breath.
"Great," Harry said occasionally, trying to act like he was paying attention. Harry's minds were on other things. There were flashes of green light and then a picture. He saw Cedric Diggory's dead body, the dagger ripping Harry's flesh, the midget with scaly skin, soon to be voldemort, and then something he had never seen before. Two people kissing, they looked familiar, until Harry saw a more focused picture. It was two people he knew very well. Ron and Hermione.
This was impossible! Harry knew that the two liked each other, but he didn't think they were going to express their feelings toward each other. Harry sometimes had visions and they became true, in the next twenty-four hours. Harry's vision of them had taken place outside their friend Hagrid's hut. Hagrid was a good friend of the trio and was the Care of Magical Creatures teacher and Grounds Keeper of the school. He was a kind man with a tragic quality. He was half giant.
Harry saw himself in the background of the kiss with a shocked face. Harry decided to put the vision behind him and told himself that it must be a mistake. Just like the time, Voldemort persuaded him to come down to the department of mysteries to save someone, who wasn't even there. Harry decided to put that behind him, because of his dumb mistake his godfather Sirius was dead.
Harry sighed and dragged his feet towards the great hall. Harry finally got in the great hall and passed by the Ravenclaw table. He dropped the books on Cho's empty plate and gave her a smile. "Thanks, Harry, I love having you as a boyfriend," she said with a giggle. "You do anything for me. It's just sooo cute!"
"Right," Harry said and walked to the Gryffindor house table.
Ron and Hermione were in deep discussion at the table and Harry saw Ron put his hand on Hermione's hand. Harry gasped and walked over to them.
"You look cozy," Harry said and sat down next to Ron. Ron and Hermione pulled their hands away from the center of the table and Hermione tried to change the subject.
"So, what took you so long, the food is about to appear," Hermione said.
"I was struggling with books and ran into Luna Lovegood, literally. So what have you two lovely people been up to?" Harry asked.
"Nothing, there was something on my hand so Ron was seeing what it was!" Hermione exclaimed.
"I'm okay with everything, don't go mad!" Harry exclaimed.