Chapter 2. A Longing for Love

Harry walked aimlessly down the halls for hours and hours. He watched as couples would hold hands and kiss each other goodnight. He heard them speaking words of love and happiness.

It was something Harry had always longed for. He wanted to be able to tell someone that he loved them, he wanted to speak the words his heart had always longed to say.

He never had felt the feeling of a real kiss. Well sure he had gotten one form Cho Chang, but that wasn;t a real kiss, it was just out of fondness.

Harry sighed and slowly walked up to his bed chamber, and he layed there thinking, still thinking of what he thought would never become real...

Another whole week went by of school and nothing new happened.

Monday came around again and it was announced that a Spring festivel dance was to be held next Friday. Everyone started cheering and clapping, and began getting their partners. Everyone except Harry. He just slammed his head down on the table and moaned.

"awww cheer up Harry, I'm sure you'll find someone to go with!" Ron said comfortingly.

Harry just looked up and motioned his hand around the room, "Like who?"

Ron shrugged, " I dunno, just someone."

Harry rolled his eyes, "it's hopeless Ron"

Hermione patted his back, "No don't give up, I'm sure there's a girl out there for you somewhere!"

Ron raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you go with him Mione?"

Harry quickly looked up and shot a hopeful glance at her, but she shook her head, "I can't I'm already going with someone else." He let out a sigh, and Ron crossed his arms. Suddenly an idea struck him,

"hey! why don't you go with my sister, Ginny!"

Harry thought for a moment, "well...I guess so!"

Ron smiled, "she's over there, go ahead and ask her now!" he pointed to the other side of the room.

Harry nodded, "alright"

then he got up and walked over to Ginny.

"Hey Gin, how are you doing?"

she smiled and shrugged, "I'm doing okay, how 'bout you?"

"I'm doing pretty good...umm can I ask you something?"

she nodded, "Sure!"

"well... I was just wondering if you wanted to go with me to that dance."

She gave him a look of regret, "I'm so sorry Harry, but I'm already going with Neville"

Harry felt his heart drop, "oh it's okay, i-i'll just ask someone else."

then he slowly walked back to Hermione and Ron, "she's already going with somebody guys."

Ron sighed, "oh I thought for sure she'd say yes though. I mean she does have the biggest crush on you!"

Harry turned his face away that was now growing red, "that is nice to hear, but I'm...not just looking for a crush."

Hermione touched his shoulder, "then what are you looking for?"

He looked up, and said slowly, "Love."

Ron's eyes grew wide, "Love, Harry?"

he nodded, "well...yeah."

Ron shook his head, "your already into all that?" Harmione slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"Oh leave him alone Ron, If Harry's already started thinking that way, then that's fine!"

Ron shrugged, "I just don't see why, I mean there;s plenty of other things to do before you start getting serious about those things!"

Harry shook his head and looked down in despair, "I guess I am starting to think about it kinda early...but I can't help it...I mean love isn't a bad thing, is it?"

Ron started snickering, "well...it sometimes can be, I mean it can get you into alot of trouble." he nudged Harry playfully on the arm, and harry rolled his eyes, "whatever Ron!"

Hermione slapped him again and looked understandingly at Harry, "Love is never a bad thing when it it true. If you want it bad enough then you'll find it." Harry stared into her eyes and smiled, "thanks Mione."

Ron only shook his head "that's rubbish, love is for when your older!"

both Harry and Hermione gave him annoyed glares and his laughing stopped.

Then harry glanced down at his hands as if making a secret confession, "I know it may sound crazy to you, but for awhile now, love has been my strongest desire!" he looked up at his two companions and smiled.

Suddenly he jumped at the sound of laughter coming from behind him. Draco Malfoy and half of the Great Hall had been listening to their whole conversation.

Draco began to mock him:"awww isn't that sweet, look guys! Harry Potter is lonely. He wants someone to love him. He wants to someone to give him plenty of hugs ans kisses!" A thunder of laughter surrounded young Potter, and tears began to fill his eyes.

Hermione touched his shoulder, but he got up and walked towards his chambers.

Once he got there he sat down on his bed and stared into the fireplace. Tears were streaming down his face, and he tried to wipe the away with the back of his hand, but they kept coming back.

He layed his head down on the pillow and many questions started to fill in his mind, 'Is it wrong for me to want love? Is it foolish of me to think about it?' He buried his face in his hands, 'Maybe they were right, am I too young for that?'

The sun slowly set behind the hills, and Harry slowly fell asleep, his face still wet from his tears.

"Malfoy! how could you have said that to Harry!" Hermione screamed after Harry left. "How can you be such a cold-hearted jerk!"

he shrugged, "oh very easily, and besides I love to pick on Potter! That stupid Gryffindor!" he smirked and touched her shoulder, "Calm down mudblood! You just don't understand how fun it is!"

she jerked away, "You care about knowone but Yourself!" she glared and then stormed out of the room.

Draco watched her go, and then whispered to himself, "that's not true."