"It's, it's Ron. Ron Weasly." Hermione confessed.
"Oh my gosh! I always thought you two would make a really gorgeous couple!"
Hermione blushed furiously.
"I gave him some quidditch stuff, as a present, you know."
"Aw, yes. Ok Hermione your secret is safe."
"Thanks, you're a gem."
Hermione and Camilla parted. As Hermione wandered back over to Harry and Ron, she noticed Harry's gaze lingering on Camilla.
"Haarrryyy…" she said as she waved her hand over his eyes.
"You know her?" he said dreamily.
"Yeah, I do, what's it to you?"
"What's her name…"
"Camilla Evans."
"Camilla Evans!"
"What?"
"Hermione. Evans was my mothers last name."
"Oh, Harry, come on. She's not related to you."
"But what if she is? I can't date her if we're COUSINS!"
This is when Ron caught on.
"Bloody hell, Harry! Nice way to tell us you fancy that eyeish 3rd Year."
"EYEISH?" yelled Hermione and Harry.
"Yeah! Her eyes…they're kinda freaky."
"They're absolutely gorgeous." Replied Harry stubbornly. "I mean, of course I don't fancy her!" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Uh oh, guys, we're 10 minutes late for Herbology!" panicked Ron.
The threesome sprinted down to Greenhouse 3.
"Sorry, miss, we were, er, distracted." Harry made a feeble attempt to make an excuse.
"DISTRACTED? You three, 20 points off Gryffindor EACH!" yelled Professor Sprout. The three sat down beside a pot of loverbeans.
"Loverbeans. The fruits of eternal love. You lot are lucky to be seeing these rare things, considering they are one of the most powerful love substances."
A gasp ran between the students.
"Now listen to the instructions and we'll begin."
Camilla was sitting in Potions and was paying the least amount of attention ever, to Professor Snape's lecture on Love potions. She would have been interested but she was up on Cloud 9, no Cloud 99. Harry loved my present! He LIKED it! Maybe he even likes ME! All these thoughts rushed through her brain and she was in ecstasy. She had to help Hermione though. How could she bring those two together? There has to be a way. As she struggled to figure that little problem out Snape detected her lack of interest.
"EVANS! What did I just say?"
Of course, Camilla had no idea.
"Erm, you said…"
Topaz muttered quietly,
"The properties of the love-shine-confetti used are important."
"The properties of the love-mine-Harry used are important."
A quiet murmur spread throughout the class. Camilla suddenly realized what she just said. Thank God, I'm not a PPP.
(A/N- PPPPreppy Plastic Prat)
All the PPP's began to point and stare.
"SILENCE! Very funny, Evans. Hold on- Evans…what?" Snape's voice tailed off towards the end of the sentence. "Evans, stay behind at the end please."
Camilla was shocked. Surley Snape wasn't about to give her a detention? Oh, gosh, I'm so embarrassed. Camilla felt her cheeks. They were hot enough to set Hogwarts alight! Finally the bell rang and the class were dismissed. She walked slowly to Snape's desk.
"Camilla Evans." She heard Snape mutter. "Evans…"
I shall update soon!