Harry banged his head on the headboard. Ow. Maybe that wasn't so
smart. He froze the water in the bedside pitcher and put it against the
lump forming on the back of his head. He thought, irritated, that maybe Ron
and Hermione had been the ones to put the truth potion in the brownies. No.
They weren't stupid and they ate the brownies too. He was just trying to
distract himself. Well, now they knew. Now they knew.
And in a way, now he knew. He'd been denying it, even to himself.
Now he'd admitted it.
But he was not going to admit it to her.
He just didn't have time to be in a relationship. Walking a girl to class and all that garbage. Listening to her cry. But he could always use more friends.
But she was different. She didn't cry. And she wasn't so helpless or needy that she had to have her boyfriend walk her to class. She was smart. She could take care of herself. She was funny too . . .
Harry recalled every word he'd told Ron and Hermione. He groaned again, remembering. Hermione had asked, "Harry, how do you really feel about Luna Lovegood?"
He'd answered, "The truth is I think I really care about her. I think she's smart, sweet, strange, beautiful . . .wonderful. But she scares me. Like she's got some unspoken power over me. I can't really explain it. It's like I need her. She's only been gone a few days and I already miss her. I didn't mind when she kissed me, sure I was startled but . . .I liked it. I like her. And I hate the fact that I just told the two of you all this." He moped with his arms folded.
There was really no good reaction to this. Hermione and Ron could take the sensitive "That's so sweet!" approach, or they could tease him and say something along the lines of, "Our little Harry's all-grown up and in love!" But neither one really seemed to fit so they didn't say anything for a long time.
Finally Ron said quietly, "I hope that whether or not you choose to tell her this, you're happy." It was the only thing that really fit. He motioned for Hermione to leave (after checking to see that the way was clear), then got dressed and left Harry alone with his thoughts.
Harry sat for maybe another twenty minutes, banging his head against the headboard (which is where this chapter started).
Finally he got dressed and met Ron and Hermione in the common room.
"Hey," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "I'm starved. Let's get something to eat." The three of them ate and met Ginny outside for their annual snowball fight. This year, boys versus girls. Hermione and Ginny won, but Harry had a feeling that Ron went easy on Hermione.
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"Y-y-you're not coming?" he asked. Suddenly he felt extremely nervous. This would be his first time seeing Luna since she left the Hogsmeade station at the beginning of the holidays. He wasn't sure he wanted to go see her by himself.
And in a way, now he knew. He'd been denying it, even to himself.
Now he'd admitted it.
But he was not going to admit it to her.
He just didn't have time to be in a relationship. Walking a girl to class and all that garbage. Listening to her cry. But he could always use more friends.
But she was different. She didn't cry. And she wasn't so helpless or needy that she had to have her boyfriend walk her to class. She was smart. She could take care of herself. She was funny too . . .
Harry recalled every word he'd told Ron and Hermione. He groaned again, remembering. Hermione had asked, "Harry, how do you really feel about Luna Lovegood?"
He'd answered, "The truth is I think I really care about her. I think she's smart, sweet, strange, beautiful . . .wonderful. But she scares me. Like she's got some unspoken power over me. I can't really explain it. It's like I need her. She's only been gone a few days and I already miss her. I didn't mind when she kissed me, sure I was startled but . . .I liked it. I like her. And I hate the fact that I just told the two of you all this." He moped with his arms folded.
There was really no good reaction to this. Hermione and Ron could take the sensitive "That's so sweet!" approach, or they could tease him and say something along the lines of, "Our little Harry's all-grown up and in love!" But neither one really seemed to fit so they didn't say anything for a long time.
Finally Ron said quietly, "I hope that whether or not you choose to tell her this, you're happy." It was the only thing that really fit. He motioned for Hermione to leave (after checking to see that the way was clear), then got dressed and left Harry alone with his thoughts.
Harry sat for maybe another twenty minutes, banging his head against the headboard (which is where this chapter started).
Finally he got dressed and met Ron and Hermione in the common room.
"Hey," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "I'm starved. Let's get something to eat." The three of them ate and met Ginny outside for their annual snowball fight. This year, boys versus girls. Hermione and Ginny won, but Harry had a feeling that Ron went easy on Hermione.
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"Y-y-you're not coming?" he asked. Suddenly he felt extremely nervous. This would be his first time seeing Luna since she left the Hogsmeade station at the beginning of the holidays. He wasn't sure he wanted to go see her by himself.