Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter at all... no matter how much I wish I did...
All I felt was a dull pain deep in my chest as I walked into the boys' dormitory and dramatically flung myself upon my bed. Harry looked up from his Potions: Year Six book and gave me an odd look.
"What's your problem?" Oh yea, great best friend. I leaned up on my elbows and gave him an irritated look.
"Girls," I sighed, and flopped back down, staring towards the ceiling. I felt absolutely miserable.
"Just forget about 'em mate, if I were you…." But Harry's words were suddenly drowned out by the sudden appearance of a voice inside my head. The magical microphone! It must have been turned on some how in the common room. That would mean the male voice in my head would be….
"Shhhh!" I needed Harry to shut up for just a bloody minute so I could eavesdrop on George and Hermione! But Harry being Harry…
"Well fine if you don't want my advice. But really Ron, all I'm saying is…"
"Will you just shut up for a moment you git!"
Harry shot me an ugly glare, but it was no matter to me. I was too interested in what was going on inside of my head.
"So, Hermione… you look absolutely gorgeous tonight."
Giggle, giggle. "Why thank you George." Gag…
"In fact, Hermione, I've always thought you were beautiful. I've had a thing for you ever since you first came to Hogwarts." Huh?
"Oh wow George, I never knew!"
"Hermione, I think I'm in love with you." What?
"Oh George…."
"I've been waiting for the right time to ask you this…" Sounds of shuffling, and then brief silence. "Will you marry me?" WHAT?
I don't quite remember what happened next, it was all a blur as I bolted out of the room and sprinted wildly towards the common room. I flung open the door and with a quite insane look in my eyes, yelled at the top of my lungs.
"DON'T DO IT HERMIONE! DON'T DO IT!"
A/N: He he he…. I'm evil. Don't worry, I will update SOON, I have it all written out!
I just think you could do for a lil' cliffhanger. Keeps you on your toes, ha ha!