She's not mine
Summary: Joey Lupin loves Zara Black, and so does his best friend Harry Potter. Will he get his girl as she forms a plot to bring Ron and Hermione together or will she fall for the Potter charm?
Many students boarded the scarlet steam train ready for the New Year at Hogwarts.
"Hope this year is better than the last, OWL's were tough, just glad I passed them all." Ron said he strode through the train looking for an empty compartment.
"Barely Ronald." Said Hermione; then again she had passed her exams with almost top marks in each.
Zara laughed quietly to herself, she found the matter amusing. Ron and Hermione were long overdue for an argument. "And here I though that there would be no fights this year. No such thing as miracles." Harry leaned down and whispered in her ear. She laughed out aloud as she now saw Ron saying something and Hermione hitting him on the arm.
"Guys, how about here?" sad Joey stopping abruptly and opening a pair of compartment doors. He walked in and placed his bags on the luggage rack, as did everyone else. Although Hermione needed some help with hers, which Ron did.
"Come on Ron, we must go do our prefect duties." Hermione reminded the red haired boy. Ron grumbled as he left the compartment with Hermione.
"So, what do we plan on doing then? How do we plan on getting them together?" Zara asked her eyes shining.
"What do you mean we?" asked Harry, looking at her with an eyebrow raised, it had now disappeared under his hair.
"Harry, that is so selfish! Do you not want to see two of your best friends happy?" Zara said looking at him, hurt evident in her eyes. Harry looked at her and instantly regretted his words; he pulled her close and hugged her. "Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want to get killed by Hermione, okay." Harry said making a joke.
Joey looked at them: they made the perfect couple. He was just the spare of the group; if there were any problems he would sort it out. Joey the good old friend, but not the kind to think of romantically.
They all jumped as the doors burst open, Ron stood there with an unconscious Hermione in his arms. Joey was the first to react. "What the happened?" he asked jumping up from his seat so that Ron could place Hermione down there.
"Malfoy," said Ron simply, but he spat the name out like venom.
"Ennervate." Zara said flicking her wand at Hermione. The girls' eyes slowly fluttered open. Hermione sat up, "Stupid moron." She muttered.
"He decided to call Hermione some unnecessary things and when Hermione commented on his father her hexed her. Neither of us had a wand." Ron explained.
Zara began to talk quickly about being related to filth. Hermione looked up at Ron. "Thank you for helping me out Ron." Hermione said to him. He blushed as bright as his hair and said no problem.
The train jolted to a halt. They all grabbed their bags and trudged out of the train with the other students. They came down the steps of the train, rain was hammering down hard onto the ground. They came off the train as Harry helped down Hermione and Zara jumped into a puddle splashing Joey.
"Sorry Joey, I'm sorry." She apologized over and over again as Zara wiped the mud off his face with a handkerchief. As much as Joey hated to admit it he loved the attention he was getting off Zara. "It's okay." He said catching her wrist as she went to wipe under his eye. Zara nodded and stopped.
Harry watched them together, No way; Joey wouldn't try and take Zara. He doesn't even like her. And even if he does it's not like she like Joey: right!
The carriage stopped as it reached the castle. "M'lady." Harry said getting out and offering his hand to Zara. She giggled and took it walking into the castle with her. "Let's go Hermione." Ron said offering his arm. She gladly accepted and walked in.
Joey trailed at the back; Malfoy was quite close with Crabbe and Goyle behind him. "Sickening isn't It." He said in Joey's ear. Joey looked at him, "Get lost Malfoy!" he said. "Now, now, don't take your temper out on me. Potter got your girl. You're the spare face it, no one, especially my cousin, would look at you twice. Filthy half-breed." Malfoy laughed and walked towards the castle.
"Stupid moron." Joey repeated what Hermione had said. But if he knew it wasn't true, why was it eating him up so much? True he was a werewolf, genetically passed down. Zara had never cared about all that though, or did she? He pushed the thoughts of her aside (a very difficult job) and decided on a plan to get Ron and Hermione together.