Just Another Day Ch. 5
By: Hannah Fowler
As Harry walked down the aisle, he could feel his legs shaking with anxiety. He didn't know what to do. Perhaps this wasn't the right time, maybe… he wasn't ready. They were just too different. Harry knew he would have to lay low for a while. He didn't quite understand it, but somehow he knew it was right.
He stumbled back to the table Ron and Hermione were sitting at. Harry felt so much like a lovesick idiot. His stomach didn't quite agree either.
" Why do I even try? I'll never do it. Never." Harry moaned.
" What are you talking about?" Ron asked.
Harry looked at Ron and figured it would just be a waste of time telling him, " Nevermind… I'm feeling kind of sick. I'm going to go upstairs for a bit. See you guys later."
"Bye Harry…" Hermione whispered.
Harry got up and stumbled carelessly over to the dormitories. Not paying attention to who he was bumping into or tripping over. Soon enough he came to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and he was in. No one seemed to notice he was there … it was as if he was invisible. He liked it that way. He could think to himself without anyone asking what's wrong. He hated that so much. Invisible was the way to go in times like this.
Harry quickly fell asleep in his small little bed. He woke up 2 hours later to find Ron sitting up in bed doing Potions homework.
"Your awake…" Ron said.
Harry rubbed his eyes and looked at him, "Yeah… I think I really needed that."
"You looked like it." Ron laughed.
Harry looked at Ron with guilt in his eyes from Cho, " I need to talk to you… and only you."
Ron climbed over to Harry, "What's up Harry?"
It took Harry about a half and hour to explain everything to Ron. He really didn't want to set any attention on himself, but he felt like this was the best thing to do right now. Telling Ron would get it out of his system. He had only wished that this would have never happened. But with love, you can never know. Some things are born to be spoken and let out of their cage. However, others must stay inside and wait until the perfect moment come around… then you can free whatever is inside you. Harry knew that tomorrow would be a different day, and that Cho would recognize him. No matter what.