When Lindsay got there, the room was still empty. Then she heard the door creak open a bit further than she had left it and witnessed it close on it's own before Harry appeared from beneath the cloak.
"Hey!" Lindsay said breathlessly. Her heart was beating so fast, her blood ran cold.
"Hey yourself" Harry answered. "So, why did you call me up here?" He asked
"I wanted to talk with you."
"About what?"
"About the ball." Lindsay answered rather sheepishly.
"What about it?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to go with me" she blurted out, but she said it so fast, Harry asked her to repeat it. "Do you want to go to the ball with me?" she said slightly calmer.
"Well I was kinda hoping we could go, seeing as Herms and ron are going together, I'd hoped we could go as friends too! but I'd figured someone else had asked you."
"I don't want to go as friends Harry"
"what do you mean then?"
"Harry, d-do you want to go out with me?"
After staring at one another in silence for what seemed like an eternity, Harry began to answer her.
"Um...Lindsay..." he began as he brushed his fingers through his hair like he normally did when he was uncomfortable "You're really sweet and you're cute but I'm just not ready for a relationship right now, okay?" and noticing her eyes getting watery and the fact that she had started shaking slightly made him feel compelled to give a reason. "It's not you, I'm just having trouble coping with Sirus' death. It's been hard for me to get close to anyone lately, I'm sorry. Can you understand?"
"Sure" she replied, choking back tears. With every word it felt like someone was wringing her heart out with a damp towel.
"Can we still go as friends?" he asked reaching for her hand.
She pulled it away "okay, as friends" she replied with a fake smile. "We'd better go, I'll go first, and I'll meet you back at the common room.
"Okay!" said harry as he watched her go.
"He was passing by Myrtle's bathroom. When he heard something unusual coming from it. Sure Myrtle was usually moaning, but not sobbing. He wanted to go and see what was going on but Myrtle kept him out.
"No way am I letting YOU in here you dense little flubberworm! Myrtle screamed as she slammed the door into his face.
Perplexed, Harry walked away.
Meanwhile, Lindsay was vomiting and sobbing uncontrollably into her new best friend, the toilet. She had cried so much, it caused her to get physically ill, she usually did this when a loved one died or something. But a BOY? This was new. 'What is wrong with me? AM I THAT REPULSIVE?' she thought to herself and sobbed again, then heaved once more into the toilet before blacking out on the floor, she had exhausted herself.
She was awakened the next morning by Hermione. Harry had sent her down there to see if she could find anything out, thing is, he had no clue it was Lindsay. Hermione did a quick cleaning charm to get rid of all the vomit then took her down to breakfast.
"We'll talk later okay?" she asked. Lindsay only nodded in agreement.
A/N sorry about the long wait, and the short chapter but I was called into work unexpectedly so I was unable to type this till now. Well I'm going to bed, I need it! Thanks for all the great reviews! (keep in mind this is based on reality, if it sounds far fetched, it prolly is meant to, and of course i'm a muggle so any magic is part of my imagination. however, for the most part that conversation did occur, and yes, I was heartbroken as passed out from crying. I was too nervous to eat that night so i did not puke!)
"Hey!" Lindsay said breathlessly. Her heart was beating so fast, her blood ran cold.
"Hey yourself" Harry answered. "So, why did you call me up here?" He asked
"I wanted to talk with you."
"About what?"
"About the ball." Lindsay answered rather sheepishly.
"What about it?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to go with me" she blurted out, but she said it so fast, Harry asked her to repeat it. "Do you want to go to the ball with me?" she said slightly calmer.
"Well I was kinda hoping we could go, seeing as Herms and ron are going together, I'd hoped we could go as friends too! but I'd figured someone else had asked you."
"I don't want to go as friends Harry"
"what do you mean then?"
"Harry, d-do you want to go out with me?"
After staring at one another in silence for what seemed like an eternity, Harry began to answer her.
"Um...Lindsay..." he began as he brushed his fingers through his hair like he normally did when he was uncomfortable "You're really sweet and you're cute but I'm just not ready for a relationship right now, okay?" and noticing her eyes getting watery and the fact that she had started shaking slightly made him feel compelled to give a reason. "It's not you, I'm just having trouble coping with Sirus' death. It's been hard for me to get close to anyone lately, I'm sorry. Can you understand?"
"Sure" she replied, choking back tears. With every word it felt like someone was wringing her heart out with a damp towel.
"Can we still go as friends?" he asked reaching for her hand.
She pulled it away "okay, as friends" she replied with a fake smile. "We'd better go, I'll go first, and I'll meet you back at the common room.
"Okay!" said harry as he watched her go.
"He was passing by Myrtle's bathroom. When he heard something unusual coming from it. Sure Myrtle was usually moaning, but not sobbing. He wanted to go and see what was going on but Myrtle kept him out.
"No way am I letting YOU in here you dense little flubberworm! Myrtle screamed as she slammed the door into his face.
Perplexed, Harry walked away.
Meanwhile, Lindsay was vomiting and sobbing uncontrollably into her new best friend, the toilet. She had cried so much, it caused her to get physically ill, she usually did this when a loved one died or something. But a BOY? This was new. 'What is wrong with me? AM I THAT REPULSIVE?' she thought to herself and sobbed again, then heaved once more into the toilet before blacking out on the floor, she had exhausted herself.
She was awakened the next morning by Hermione. Harry had sent her down there to see if she could find anything out, thing is, he had no clue it was Lindsay. Hermione did a quick cleaning charm to get rid of all the vomit then took her down to breakfast.
"We'll talk later okay?" she asked. Lindsay only nodded in agreement.
A/N sorry about the long wait, and the short chapter but I was called into work unexpectedly so I was unable to type this till now. Well I'm going to bed, I need it! Thanks for all the great reviews! (keep in mind this is based on reality, if it sounds far fetched, it prolly is meant to, and of course i'm a muggle so any magic is part of my imagination. however, for the most part that conversation did occur, and yes, I was heartbroken as passed out from crying. I was too nervous to eat that night so i did not puke!)