"Listen, Hermione. He'll never like you if you just smile and then gush about it in your room."
Hermione sighed, "I know, but I can't! He doesn't like me. If I tell him that I like him then he'll be weirded out."
"He likes you, Hermione. Can't you tell? He always picks you out."
"So? He's just being nice."
"He isn't like that, Hermione. He hasn't said anything because he thinks that you don't like him."
"Why would he think that?"
"Why do you?"
"Touché."
"All I'm saying is, you need to make the first move. Otherwise, he's going to lose interest. He has his pride."
Hermione rubbed her forehead, "You're probably right."
"I know I'm right. Just ask him. He'll say yes."
xXx
Okay, so is she right? Is the average wizard okay with the woman making the first move?
I wish he would ask me…Sigh.
Maybe if I drop a few hints, he'll get the idea.
No… I wouldn't be able to pull that off.
Maybe I should ask him.
What do you think?
I'll ask him.
Tomorrow.
Maybe.
xXx
Okay, so I didn't ask him…Sigh.
He talked to me! Sigh…
I was reading in the garden and he hobbled in.
He broke his leg during Quidditch. Poor baby! And it still hurts too much to walk on properly.
So, he talked to me!
YAY!
And we spent hours together…Sigh.
I wish I had asked him though.
Maybe I should ask him tomorrow…
I'll let you know.
xXx
Okay, this is Harry talking again. What did you think? Is she staying in character?
Any guesses as to who it is?
I…She'll let you know. HC