Days turned into weeks, which turned into months, and Harry still hadn't found the mystery girl.
Harry had given up a while ago, but not before he wrote a song about her. Now he wished he hadn't, because everytime he heard it, he thought of her again. All Harry wanted to do was erase the night it all started from his memory, but now, that was impossible.
Though he had traveled more, for work, Harry was now back in the same city, not that he minded. He liked the city, it was small, quiet and beautiful, even though being there continuously reminded him of the girl.
Harry heard a knock on his door, which chased all thoughts of her out of his mind, for the moment. He walked over to the door and opened it, grinning when he saw his best friend on the other side of the doorway.
Harry looked at the muggle CD player Ron was holding.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked. Ron pulled the headphones off, and handed them to Harry.
Harry raised an eyebrow, before putting them over his ears.
'Now you're gone. I wonder why you left me here.
I think about it on and on and on and on and on again.
I know you're never coming back
I hope that you can hear me.
I'm waiting to hear from you, until I do
You're gone away, I'm left alone.
A part of me is gone and I'm not moving--" Harry pulled the headphones from his ears.
"Why are you listening to this?"He asked, handing the headphones back to Ron.
"What's the big deal? You wrote it."
"I know who wrote it, but why are you listening to it?"
"Cho told me to listen to it," Ron said, simply.
Harry rolled his eyes, "Do you want to go get some coffee?"
Ron shrugged, "Sure."
Harry grabbed his jacked and fallowed Ron out the door.
They apperated to an alley behind one of the bakerys they had been to the last time they were in town.
Once they were at the door, Harry and Ron walked insaideand over to a table in the back.
While passing by one of the tables, Harry heard part of someones' conversation.
"I can't believe you're quitting, Hermione!"
"I know. I'll miss you, but I have to quit. I don't have the time or need for two jobs, and I got the job I was telling you about at the hospital."
Jessie sighed, "I'll miss you, too," she replied.
Out of the corner of her eye, Hermione saw two men sit down in the back.
"You have costomers," She told Jessie, while mixing milk into her coffee.
Jessie turned around, and gasped quietly,in shock. She then remembered what Hermione had let slip accidently a few weeks ago, and smiled to herself.
"I'm going to do you a favour, 'Mione."
Hermione looked up, and chuckled softly, "Oh, yeah? What's that?"
"I'm going to let you take care of the guys in the back for me."
Hermione looked at her, confused. "And how is that doing me a favour?"
"Just trust me," Jessie laughed.
Hermione sighed, "Whatever, Jess." She stood up and walk towards the back of the bakery. When she reached the table, she gasped quietly.
"Uhm..Hi..What can I get you?"
Harry looked up at her, "Coffee, please," He smiled. She looked at his read-headed friend.
"Same thing," Ron told her.
Hermione nodded slowly and walked away. She returned a few minutes later with two cups of coffee.
Harry smiled again, "Thank you, miss..Hermione." He said, looking at her name tag.
Hermione smiled slightly, turned around and walked back to Jessie.
"Jessie Elizabeth Carlson! Why did you do that?!" She asked, glaring at Jessie when she simply laughed.
"Did you tell him?"
Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Tell him what?"
"You know.."
"Er..No, I do not know. There's nothing to tell him," Hermione lied,"I don't even know him."
"Hermione!"
"Yes?" Hermione asked, innocently.
Jessie rolled her eyes and dragged her friend to the back, stopping in front of the table.
"Excuse me, Mr. Potter? Hermione was wondering--"
"--If you would like more coffee?" Hermione interrupted. Jessie stared at her.
"But she was also wondering--"
"--If your friend would like more coffee?"
Ron laughed, "No, thank you."
Hermione smiled and dragged Jessie away.
Ron turned to Harry, "What was that about?"
Harry shrugged, "Who knows?" He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
Okay, I lied. I got it up tonight. ;-). And for the wait, its (hopefully) a slightly longer chapter. I dont know how it'll turn out once its updated, but it took a while to type it all.
Now..If only my darn knuckle would crack. It hurts. I hate you, knuckle.
Sorry, Its after midnight, and I just had some soda. I'll go now.
Thank you everyone for being patient! Please reply :-)
By the way, the song is by simple plan. lol yeah i know..again..
