Disclaimer: I don't own. I just do! The magnificence that art the characters belongs only to J.K! I only own the back-up infatuation that is this scheme.
Author's note: Look at what happens here… Of course you know from the previous chapter that Ron and Cho DON'T MIX!!! I have seen the light!!! Nyahaha… this… is… a song-chap!
Chapter 6:
Hermione looked up at Draco as he told his story. "I am the way I am because this is what my father wants. But to be completely honest, 'Mione, it's not what I want," he explained, looking far into the distance, as though he could see what might have been if he had it his way. "What do you want, Draco? Tell me," Hermione pleaded. "I wanted to be in Gryffindor. I want to be nice to people, and I still want to be friends with Gryffindors. Especially Potter and Weasley. They're probably the best of the lot, added with you. I don't want to be feared or power-hungry! I don't want to have friends as result of my wealth! I want to have friends who're just like you, Hermione, people who aren't afraid to open up and be opened to in return. That's not so much, is it? I just want real friends." As he finished, he hung his head as if tiny green men in the grass were his true friends. The Gryffindor girl had opened up to him and saw his true form, which was enchanting, and she wouldn't trade this inner-Draco for anything else.
Harry regretted dumping Cho. Not that he still liked her, but he wondered what could have been. He came into the gardens, singing softly to himself:
I wish I,Wish I did a little bit more…
Should a, would a, could a means I'm outta time
Should a, would a, could a means you've changed your mind
And I wonder,
Wonder what I'm gonna do…
'Cause should a, would a, could a are the last words of a fool…
He really could have done more to make her happy. Harry just didn't, and now it was too late. A ten minute period of depression passed. Then hope.
Ron was going to remain single for the rest of his life. At least that was what he had promised himself. This pathetic attempt to try and wash away his desire for (ahem) female company was truly unsuccessful. He sang a song that had been on his mind all week:
"Every single time I see you, I start to feel this way
Makes me wonder if I'm ever, gonna feel this way again,
There's a picture, hanging in the back of my head,
I see it over, and over…
Wanna hold you, love you, in my arms and then
I wanna need you 'cause I need to be with you 'til the end
Then I hear myself reply 'you've got to hold it in,
This time, tonight…'
If only I had the guts to feel this way
If only you'd look at me and want to stay
If only I'd take you in my arms and say,
I won't go, 'cause I need you…
Lavender." Ron Weasley was singing about a certain Lavender Brown. And she was listening from the background.
Her heart soared. She had been chasing him (in her mind) for years. Now she knew what he truly felt. Lavender had to control herself; she wanted more than anything right now to leap at Ron, force her lips onto his until his mouth gave in and opened, and her tongue and his could make love. "Wow," she said at the thought. "Who's there?" Ron called. Suddenly Lavender was torn between her emotions. Should she run away or should she gather all her courage and face Ron man-to, err… woman? She had to choose… quickly.
Cho wasn't happy with Roger. She went back to pursuing Harry. She thought that she was meant to love him… if only he would love her back. She went up to him the next day to talk. "Harry? Can I have a word with you?" she asked him. The 16-year-old looked around ecstatically. "Cho! Hey! What can I do you for?" he said. "Listen," she said, "I've been thinking about what you said about giving it another try, and…"
"And?"
"And I want to give it another shot."
"You do?"
"Yes, Harry."
"Consider it a second try."
I have to mow the lawn!!! Joke only…
A/N: Things aren't always what they seem! Look out for chapter 7. In the meantime: REVIEWSES!!!