A/N: Hey to all my faithful reviewers, and readers!

A clarification on dedications: Every chapter from here on out is dedicated to three people: Padfoot, Scott, and Gamma (just because they are so cool and helpful!).

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters etc. etc. See chapter two for more details…

Now, time for the next Chapter!


Harry and Ron woke up the next morning, and groggily walked down the stairs to the Great Hall. The two of them sat down next to Hermione, Ginny and Olivia.

"Mail is here," said Hermione as a barn owl swooped down and dropped off something in front of Olivia.

"OH! It's from Alex!" she said with a very broad smile on her face.

"Alex?" Hermione questioned.

Olivia blushed, and whispered something in Hermione's ear. The two of them giggled and told Ginny, who also giggled. Then Olivia started reading the letter. Harry and Ron shrugged and went back to their breakfast.

Harry was almost done eating, when Olivia suddenly got up with a sniffle, and left the table in quite a rush. Hermione and Ginny grabbed their things and ran after her with a quick good-bye. Harry turned around to look at Ron, he himself, quite confused.

"Girls," was all Ron muttered, and then he went back to his eggs and bacon.

Harry and Ron both had the same schedule again this year. First thing they had Herbology, Transfiguration, Charms, and Divination. After lunch, they had Care of Magical Creatures, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions. On Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday nights they had Astronomy.

"Not too bad this year," Harry said looking over his schedule.

"Not TOO bad!" We STILL have double potions with Snape! And on Friday too!" said Ron in almost a crazed voice, amazed at how well Harry seemed to be taking this.

"Yes, but we have Defense against the Dark Arts before that," said Harry as they neared the Great Hall for lunch.

"Soooo?" said Ron, not catching Harry's drift.

"So, you could hex yourself, and go to the hospital wing instead!"

They walked into the Great Hall laughing.

Harry and Ron sat with Hermione, Olivia, and Ginny again. Harry noticed something was wrong with Olivia.

"Is something wrong, Olivia?" he asked concerned about his new friend.

She shook her head slowly with a frown on her face, but her eyes said more. That and the fact that Hermione scowled at him when he asked. Her eyes that were usually so bright and filled with happiness seemed dark and gloomy. Her indescribable smile was not on her face as usual, and Harry new that her answer betrayed how she was really feeling.

Harry waited in the shadow of the stairs to the boys' dormitory. Finally, Hermione said good night to Olivia and went to bed. He waited a moment to make sure nobody else was there.

Come on, she's only a girl. You've beaten Voldemort, and there isn't anything else worse than that... Right? He said to himself, collecting the courage to talk to her.

"Hi, Olivia," he said stepping out of the shadows.

She stood quickly, taken by surprise. "Oh it's only you Harry, you startled me," she sat back down. He walked over and sat in the chair across from her.

"Olivia- are you sure everything is alright?" he asked after a moments silence. She lifted her head, her eyes glistening with tears. He wasn't expecting a reaction like this and was completely taken aback by it.

"Oh! I didn't mean to upset you," he said, and stood rapidly about to walk away. He turned around to go, but she seized his arm.

"No. Don't go, it's not you at all. I'll tell you what's wrong."

Now, any other boy would have seized the chance to leave or make an excuse. Most boys know, that once a girl says "I'll tell you what's wrong" that they've gotten them selves buried real deep in mud. Poor Harry would soon learn his lesson. So, he sat back down, not knowing what to expect.

"In France, I had a few friends…"

Scene fades in…

The snow was falling, and the wind wasn't as hard as it had been earlier that week. The group's cheeks were rather red from the wind, all the same. The small magic town was bustling with many people, and creatures. It was busy- especially being December and Christmas was only a few days away! Olivia was with two of her friends- Phoenix, an average sized girl with very long hair always tied back, and Amber, a tall girl with blue eyes and died hair- even she no longer knew what it's natural color was!

"Amber, I'm getting cold and hungry, can we please go and get some butterbeer?" said Olivia, trying to give her puppy dog eyes, but was unsuccessful because of the smile creeping up in the corners of her mouth.

"Okay, fine. But let's hurry because I have to meet Sarah Bella and Brigitta in an hour and a half," Amber replied.

So all three of them walked into their favorite pub- The 3 Jolly Witches. They stood inside the warm pub and waited to be seated. A frazzled looking, blonde waitress came over. She had stains on her apron and leaned on the counter. It was obvious she wasn't having a very pleasant day.

"Table for three please!" Olivia said, cheerfully.

"All 'ze tablez are taken. Perhaps you would mind sharing instead?" she said exasperated at having to serve three more, perky customers.

The three friends looked at one another, and turned back to the waitress. "Okay!" they said; they wereglad there were any seats left at all!

So the waitress motioned for them to follow her, and she led them to the back of the pub with a bit of difficulty until finally reaching the designated table. There was already a young man sitting there, with a cup of tea in front of him. He smiled warmly at the group of girls now about to sit with him.

"Hello, I'm Alex," he said standing up, and waiting until the ladies sat down. They looked at each other in surprise- this guy had manners! As he sat back down, Olivia introduced them to him.

"I'm Olivia, and these are my friends Phoenix and Amber."

"Pleased to meet you," he said smiling at all three, but his eyes lingered on Olivia.

Scene fades out…

"So, we got to know each other, and became really close. We were boyfriend and girlfriend for quite awhile. He is anything a girl could wish for in a guy- tall, handsome, kind, respectful… And the owl he sent me today was a break up letter. It said that he couldn't take the long distance, and that he met another girl. What can I say to that? I can't say or do anything besides accept the fact that we just weren't meant to be," she said, tears collecting in her eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry Olivia," he said as sadly as he could, even though on the inside he was thrilled! "If there's anything I can do, just ask."

"Thanks, Harry. It's nice to know someone's on my side," she said smiling gently. "Well, I should get going to bed. I'll see you tomorrow, Harry. Good night!" she said, standing up and gathering her things.

"Course, err, good night," he finished lamely.

Olivia turned to go up the stairs to her dormitory before stopping suddenly. Without turning around she said, "Thanks for listening Harry." And continued on her way up the stairs.

She left him to stare after her in utter disbelief and joy.


Thank you everyone for putting up with my delayed chapters. But hey, you get like what? Twoat once? This doesn't happen often. Be happy because I wasn't planning on putting up two chapters, but I unfortunately for myself lost a semi-bet. Hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget to review!