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Author's note: Blue mittens, thanks for being my first reviewer! On with the story...
Chapter 2:
Harry, Hermione and Ron began discussing these issues of teenage life. "I never thought it would be so hard," Ron said. But I suppose this was because he doesn't know what it's like to be the one gossiping, instead of being gossiped about. "I think," Hermione began, "that this opinion of yours is caused by the fact that we gage into unusual happenings involving misfortune, eventually leading to misadventures all because of a tragic turn of events in the middle of it." Then Harry sighed, seeing the confused look on Ron's face. "She means it's because we get into shticks with Vo---err, You-Know-Who," he explained. Ron's "Oh!" was extremely audible, even through the shouts of the storm outside. His friends rolled their eyes, but he didn't notice. "I didn't think life would be so hard, either," Harry remarked, staring blankly into the palms of his hands. "I mean, not just with You-Know-Who. That plus regular life; exams, OWLs, and..." he paused to think for a proper word for it, and finally, "and stuff."
Hermione could understand. She was a girl, after all. "Harry, I can fully comprehend the fact that you don't like Cho to any further extent; and I can see why!" she told him. Ron nodded in silent agreement, afterwards saying, "She cried way too much, anyway." Harry couldn't argue with that. In reality, that was one of the reasons he didn't like her anymore. She was just too expressive and sensitive. 'Not only did she lose Cedric,' Harry thought, 'she practically lost her sanity.' It was true, though; she always reached for him whenever she felt lost, but he seriously wished she'd look somewhere else. "Why couldn't she like Roger Davies? He likes her! Why me?" Harry huffed. "It was kind of your fault, mate," Ron said. And the other boy couldn't deny that, he knew what his friend meant.
More often than not, Cho cried. A crybaby, she was, and a clingy one at that. When she found out that Harry liked her, she took this to emotional advantage. But like I said, too late for her. Actually, Harry felt sort of sorry for her, but he didn't intend to let this emotion of pity get to his head.
And on top of everything else... there was Draco Malfoy.
That's it for now, Muppets!!! More soon, and please R&R! ï