Chapter Two
"Where's Hermione?" asked Ron as he and Harry made their way to Quidditch practice. "I haven't seen her since this morning."
"I think she's helping tutor some third year on ancient ruins or something like that," replied Harry, uninterested.
"Well I'm worried 'bout her"
"Why?"
"I don't know she just seems spaced out all the time, like she's got a lot on her mind or something."
"Noticed it too have you?" said Ginny catching up to them.
"Yeah, do you think you could talk to her about it?"
"Already have, Harry, and its just normal teenage girl stuff you two wouldn't understand."
"Oh yeah? Try us!" said Ron defiantly.
"Well she's just lonely, that's all"
"What's she lonely for? She's got us hasn't she?"
"See, I knew you two wouldn't understand."
"Well why don't you explain it to us then?" asked Harry in that innocent tone that Ginny could resist.
"She's lonely for a relationship. She wants to be in love. Don't laugh Ron! Honestly I don't know why I said anything, I knew you would be immature!"
"Oh c'mon Ginny! You don't have any idea why I'm laughing."
"Care to tell me then?"
"No, but don't worry, I'll tell Harry later," As they had reached the changing rooms Ginny went in to grab the box of the enchanted balls while Ron pulled Harry off to the side. "Look I gotta tell you something, You gotta PROMISE not to laugh or tell anyone. Ok?"
"Uh, ok…." Harry was baffled as to what Ron needed to tell him.
"Well I think I'm going crazy! Recently I just can't stop thinking about—"
"Harry? Ron? What are you two idiots waiting for? Practice is starting in case you didn't notice!" shouted Ginny exasperatedly.
"Why do you let her boss me around at practice, you have captaincy you can stop it!" exclaimed Ron incredulously.
"Huh…?" For Harry didn't seem to have drunk in a word Ron had just said. He was staring across the field at the beautiful red-headed maiden. Red-headed maiden? Was he going insane too? No she just reminded him of his mother that's all. He couldn't possibly like her….