A/N: please review, I worked really hard on this chapter, AND the chapter before.
"Harry."
"Harry."
"Harry."
"Harry."
"Harry."
"Harry."
Harry rolled over. He got ready to smack the person who woke him up.
It was Sora.
"Sora! What...do you know where you are?"
"Yes. I'm in a very tight situation, and I want to talk to someone, and I thought of you. Can I talk to you? Will you listen?"
"S-Sure..." He grabbed his jacket and left with Sora down the halls.
"See, I also want to apologize for yelling at you. It was really my fault, and I shouldn't have punished you. Neither should I have punished Draco.
"It's, it's all right."
"Harry, you see, I think I've grow very fond of you. You're a really bright guy, you know that? You're a really caring, smart, nice looking guy. I mean, you're one of the best people I've met. I'll hate to see you really sad because of Hermione. But you see, Draco, Draco really loves her. You don't have to worry about Hermione, Harry. She's in good hands. Plus, she really wants to think on her own. She's been around controlling, short-tempered people, like Ron, for too long. I'm not saying that Ron's a bad friend, in fact, he is a really good friend, but he's too protective. You know how it feels to be locked up, and not free to do as you want. People thinking for you and everything. That's how Hermione felt. You see Harry, everyone wants to be left alone. Not only you."
Harry stared blankly at her. "How old are you?"
"Why?"
"That sounded really smart. Where'd you learn that?"
"Hah. It runs in the family."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. It's a long story."
"We have time..." Harry started.
Sora sighed. "The story, well, you'll know another time."
Harry sat down on the couch. "Why? Am I too YOUNG to know?"
Sora looked at him. "Yes."
"What? Wait, you're only an year older than me."
"BUt I've experienced so much more." and she plopped down next to him.
Harry scoffed. "No way you experienced more than me. Has Voldemort tried to kill you 6 times? Do you have the ability to detect his feelings and location? Do you have the abilities that he did? Are you the only one who can defeat him? No! That's all me. See, Sora, you can't say you've experienced more. I've lost all the people who tried to save me. Don't you think I've been through enough?"
"Harry, no one's been through 'enough.'"
"Why not?"
"When you die, you have never completed everything you wanted to. Nothing is enough. You see, even through you may have had a difficult life, more difficult than many other people in the world, it's never too much. Enough is when you are in your deathbed. Don't say that you've been through enough because there will be more to come, Harry, and saying that you have had enough is saying that you give up."
"What if I do give up."
She gazed at him, and Harry shivered. She was so beautiful. She looked into his eyes . "You didn't."
Harry gazed at her. Right at this moment, he wanted her. He leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were soft and welcoming. They slowly broke away.
"Thanks, Sora." Harry was about leave when Sora called out, "Harry."
He whirled around. "Yeah?"
"Nobody said that you were the only person who Voldemort tried to attack."
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Harry tossed and turned in bed. He thought of what Sora had told him. But he mostly thought of Sora. Her eyes gazing at his. Her hair framing her beautiful face nicely. Her soft lips. He never felt this way before. Not with Cho, not with Hermione. Did he have feelings for her? 'Well, duh, you moron.' he thought to himself. But how strong were they? An attraction? A crush? Love? He couldn't stop thinking of her. She was so intelligent and had a great personality. She was funny, unexpected, caring and had a big heart. When Neville had left his homework in the Gryffindor common room, she had taught him Accio! In just minutes, Neville's homework came flying into the classroom, and she awarded him 10 points.
But Harry didn't have a chance with her. 'Wait a moment, that's what you thought with Cho, and look how we ended up in the 5th year? Maybe he has a chance with Sora.
And on he thought until at 4 in the morning, he made up his mind.
He loved her. He loved Sora. The way she looks, talks, thinks, acts. He loved everything about her and there was no turning back.
It was her, or no one.
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Harry woke up with a crash and screams. He ran out of bed to see what had happened. A crowd of Gryffindors gathered around a crying lump on the ground.
"Neville? What happened?"
"Neville, are you alright?"
Through his sobs, he managed to get out, "I sweh I saw 'im. En 'e ooked mad. I was twying to wun aweh."
"What is all this commotion?" Ms. McGonagall ascked as she walked into the scene.
"Neville seemed to have had a bad dream, and fell, proffesor." one of the students asked.
"Oh, dear. Seamus, go take him to the hospital wing, Dean, go with them. Everyone else, er, well, we only have 10 more minutes until we were supposed to wake up, so, everyone, just get ready for breakfast." she said. As she got ready to leave, Neville clutched her robes and cried out, "I sweh! Snape was tying to KILL me!"
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Sora walked into the classroom in a tight, light green collar shirt and white baggy jeans. Her steps were quick and rushed. Harry blushed.
"Today, we're dueling. This is graded so pick your opponent wisely." Everyone avoided Harry.
"Where's Neville?" She suddenly asked.
"He had..."
"This morning..."
"He had a little accident."
"Pretty big accident."
"Oh. Did he fall down the stairs or something?" she guessed.
"Y-eah."
"What a shame. Well, now we have an odd number. Hm... who's left?"
Embarrassed, Harry slowly raised his hand.
"Let's see, does anyone want to go twice for 10 extra credit points?" No one. "Come on, think what you can do with 10 extra credit points. You won't have to do 2 homework assignments!" No one. "Alright. Harry, you could duel me. Ok everyone, let's get started... Lavender Brown and Parvarti Patil?" And she went down the list until "Ron Weasley and Dean Thomas."
"Everyone? Ok, Harry let's go."
Harry shook all over. He was against the girl of his dreams. Should he lose or win? If he lost, usually, the opponent would be happy. But if he won, he would get his points and Sora might be disappointed. 'Well, not if I use the spells she taught us.' he thought.
"Wands at your ready. One-two-three,"
"Malwand Eleci!" Harry exclaimed. A jet of white light hit Sora's wand. Sora grinned good-heartedly.
"Smart, Harry. Expelliarmus!" Nothing happened. "See how effective that spell is, class?" They all nodded in amazement.
"Sivetiment Lozatiya!" she cried. Automatically, she said, "Expelliarmus!" and Harry was knocked off his feet, and fell from many feet above. The class cheered. That was that best 'Expelliarmus' they have seen for a long time.
"Nice job Harry. 'A.' And you learned that 'Malwand Eleci' is a very useful spell. I was waiting for someone to use it. Good job. Good job to everyone as well. I'm very proud of this class. Nice work. 5 points for everyone!" She beamed and dismissed the class.
They all left the class, chattering about the duels that day. As Harry stepped out, he looked back at Sora, and thought, 'Yeah, she really is the perfect girl for me.'
Sora looked up and caught Harry gazing at her.
He could have sworn that she winked at him.
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Too lazy to change much.