Through her eyes
Chapter one.
So maybe you could say I never really got over him. He was, ok he is my first big time crush. Not just a silly school girl crush my older brothers teased me about. I think I actually fell in love with him. I LOVE HARRY POTTER! But there's one problem I'm going out with one of his friends.
He knows I'm going out with Dean, I mean he walked in on us in a corridor! How could he not know? I couldn't help but notice how weird he's been around me since then, it's almost like he's hiding something, not just from me but from himself. Who knows maybe he has a little crush on me? Maybe he's finally realised I'm not the same little girl that used blush when I saw him. I have grown up. Too bad my family hasn't seen that yet. Mum is always fussing over me like I'm still 5 with plaits. And my brothers! OMG there worse than her sometimes. Bill and Charlie aren't so bad, but the twins, sometimes I just want to hit them with something really hard like a fry pan!
Anyway back to Harry, I don't really know what is so great about him. I don't think I see what other girls see him as. They see him as Harry Potter "the boy who lived", the one who destroyed you know who. But I see him as Harry the hottest boy who I ever saw, I see him as my brothers best friend. But he's practically family. Compared with his family (if you can even call them that.) we're all he's got. He's comforting, and doesn't make me feel like I don't matter.
Hermione keeps hinting that he might like me, even just a little bit. But I doubt that. He views me as Ron's little sister, we're friends and that all it's ever going to be.