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Chapter 3 – depth to a plan


The moon shone brightly on the dark almost starless night, its light shining into the windows of an apartment. A boy with black and rather messy hair lay awake think, his emerald green eyes staring at the moon as he thought

(a/n: thoughts in italics)

How am I supposed to tell her? I've known her for eight years but… how am I supposed to do it? I could…I guess tell her in the most obvious way like telling her straight up…or maybe I should…just wait until I'm like eighty-six years old and on my death bed before I tell her…no…that's way too long,beside I may blurt it out when I'm 50 and one if she hates me on my deathbed and is only waiting for me to her that I'm her will? One if she just wants my money? And then she leaves me for someone else? Like..like…Victor! I hear girls are always confused about being with their ex or not when there in a relationship. I mean Its fine if she takes advantage of me for my money but cheating on me with victor? WHY THAT SELFISH BITCH! I'm not even that rich! She should of just stayed with Vicky! Unless she plans on taking both of are riches to add to her own! I have to warn Vicky or we'll be doomed! But why would he do this to me! WHYYYYYY! Oh wait….I should really calm down…I was only thinking, it wasn't real. Besides this is Hermione …she wouldn't use me like that…would she?...Nah…

It was indeed a long night for the troubled Harry, because not only was the thought of Hermione weighing on his mind but lack of sleep happened to be weighing on his body also as he dragged himself to the quidditch pitch.

"Oi! Harry you look like shit! What happened?" Ron laughed as Harry glared at him.

"Potter! Your late! That's gonna give you fifty push-ups!" Draco called to Harry. "Don't worry though! You might put a little muscle on those bony arms of yours." Draco laughed.

"Sure if I do this I just add a little more muscle to my arms," Harry said as if he didn't hear his bony comment, " but its you I feel bad for, I mean its only after every practice that I see some color on you." Harry said making the rest of the team laugh.

"Harry, Don't be so mean! He's not that pale." Ginny said laughing a little.

"Oh yeah, be mean to the captain, How many time do I have to remind you that its captain before yourselves?" harry said giving his team a mock death glare. Of course the people on the team were the following being: Ginny, Ron, Draco, Alicia, Angelina, and Katie. It was almost the whole team again…excluding Fred and George because of their very successful shop and Oliver who had already found a team after graduating from Hogwarts. It was a bright morning, and Harry was a still a bit off from waking up so late. Harry didn't really start waking up until he got a bludger to the head, which almost knocked him off his broom.

"Hey! Mind what your doin' o'er there!" Harry shouted and looked towards Ginny who was still getting the hang of being a beater.

"Potter, do be upset with young Ginny, for had it been I, I assure you that it would be no accident." Draco said laughing.

"Harry! I'm so sorry!" Ginny said as she took her hand down from covering her mouth in shock and punched Draco in the arm.

"Oh you'll be sorry at the end of practice alright!" Harry mumbled as he rubbed his head a little of the pain and his eyes from the sleep, "Why didn't Ron and Draco wake me up anyway?" and set the snitch free again.

At the End of Practice

" I can't HEAR YOU!" Harry yelled as he watched the quidditch team run around the pitch for the umpteenth time.

"WE'RE SORRY!" The team yelled as they ran around the pitch.

"Much better hit the showers, 'cause y'all stink." Harry said laughing as he ran to the showers to be the first one done so that the team would hopefully not beat him up.

Back in the apartment

"Ow! POTTER!" Draco yelled into the apartment practically limping as he held his legs in pain with Ron following doing a similar robot walk.

"Harry as soon as we find you! Your a dead man!" Ron said yelping as he stumbled over some books that were thrown across the floor.

But unfortunately Harry was not in the room…he was in his own little world, which we'll call Harryland for lack of a better name.

In HARRYLAND

There was a huge library, no Harry did not suddenly develop a huge love for books(even though it would make Hermione greatly proud, and I'm sure Harry will think about that), he actually needed the library. You see Harry needed to find a plan, but not just any plan….The perfect plan. Harry looked through books stacked on books but found nothing. Then again since he was looking in his head, he was looking through books he had already read and previous experiences that he had but none of this helped him because he didn't have much relationship experience. He paced his head as he thought, this was going to be a lot harder than he expected but one thing was for sure. If he wanted to get Hermione to like him this was defiant-….wait a minute….then again this could be the perfect place! All he had to do was take Hermione to the library or bookstore and hangout, maybe even buy her something! Surely she would fall in love with him then! Yes, yes…this was perfect. Things were finally starting to look up. Then again….one if it didn't work? Ah! But then again that plan could only be used as a device to get closer to Hermione to spend perhaps a little more time with her. The actual plan would be much different…okay not too different on the count that they were for the same affect, but only slightly different.

Coming out of Harryland he decided that he'd go get some paper and jot down his plan…his thoughts… as he ran from the kitchen cabinet(where he'd been hiding), passed through the living room sofas where he dodged a lazy swats and mumbles of 'look! there's the bastard!' from Ron and Draco, who decided after looking for him poorly would just sit on the couch and watch T.V. until it was eventually time to sleep. Harry grabbed some paper and sat at his desk.

Ideas

bring Hermione to the library, bookstore, anywhere else she wants to go.

learn about her favorite books, color, things, types of guys…kinda doubt she'd tell me that.

(ask gin to help & work as quickly through her taunts and questions perhaps by blackmail(impossible) or offerings.)

3. ask her somewhere( movies, coffee, etc.)

4. talk to her (about things she could possibly be interested in look at #2)

5. (if everything works out) ask her out after realizing that she may like you too.

Yeah, that should do it! Harry smiled happy with himself for his newly found(or just hiding) smarts and with that he folded up the paper and pointed his wand tip at it as he said 'mischief managed' and set it on his desk.

Harry walked out of his room and into the living room. "So! Whatcha guy's watchin' ? Harry asked oblivious to the grins that Ron and Draco gave each other as they held Harry down and proceeded to beat the living daylights out of him.