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Feeling Known

Kathryn Ella/Short 'n Simple

Summary: Can a previously unknown girl befriend the Gryffindors and pals, and help them find true happiness within themselves? Matchmaking and pranks. Chaos ensues. Lord knows what else.

: Chapter Three:

Ron just nodded and proceded up to the seventh floor and muttered the password to the Fat Lady, laying Harry down on the common room couch.

He sat in an arm chair, ignoring the murmurs coming form his housemates, and stared into the fire, his thoughts of Hermione and Harry filling his mind.

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Hermione took a step out of the Head's portrait hole, taking look back into the beautifully furnished room, and sighed lightly. She pulled her hair back, holding the hair tie in her mouth and finally tied it back.

Hermione shook her head. She hadn't seen Ginny at all since the train ride. Where had she run off too? Now that she dwelled on the thought, she hadn't seen Harry either. She blinekd a few times, muttering the password to the Fat Lady and entered the Gryffindor common room.

Ron looked up, his sapphire eyes taking her in. She didn't notice.

Hermione spoke lightly, making her way towards him, sitting on the loveseat beside his arm chair, "Have you seen Ginny? Or Harry? I haven't seen them since the train ride..." She shook the taunts Malfoy had spat from her head, and caught his gaze.

Ron got up and shuffled over to her, and sat beside her. And lay a hand on her shoulder, small chills ran up her spine, she closed her eyes and opened them. Ron moved his hand, his face tinged red, "The thing is..." He shifted his weight from one side of his leg to the other, not sure how to explain "Hermione, Harry broke down... he was crying.

"Ginny was comforting him... they missed dinner."

Hermione bit her lip, "Where are they now..?"

"Harrys resting... Gin's at dinner."

Hermione lay her head on Ron's shoulder, and blinked back tears, "I hope he'll be okay..."

Ron stroked her hair, and nodded.

He savored the way she felt laying against him, and mentally sighed. This is all that's going to happen between us... He sighed.

Unbeknownst to Ron, Hermione was thinking the same thing.

Oh, how blind love works.

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Ginny spooned the food around on her plate. The mashed potatoes, corn and pudding all mixed together.

She grimaced and pushed her plate away, laying her head on the edge of the table, gripping the bench beneath her tightly. Her knuckles turned white.

Ginny abruptly stood, and walked quickly towards the Gryffindor boy's dorms. She longed to see Harry once more. She wanted to comfort him any way she could.

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Harry rolled over. The darkness filled the room, the only light being the strip of light from under the door. Commotion could be heard, but his head throbbed painfully.

He lay flat against his stomache, pulling the pillow to his face, breathing heavily.

The door creaked open, and teh weight of another made his mattress sink depper into the bed frame, and Harry felt a hand on his bear back. He turned over again, he reached blindly for his glasses, found them and put them on.

"Ginny..?" He recognized the small bodily outline.

She nodded, her eyes still red and puffy, but now unseen. "MmmHmm..."

"Wha..." He held his head, "What are doing up here?"

She shifted, "I was worried..."

He sat up, "You don't need to be, I'm fine."

"I..." She didn't have anything to say.

Harry shook his head, "Ginny," He savored her name, rolling it around on his tounge. He still wished to be with her, he was afraid he'd loose all sense if she was still here, in the dark, with him only half clothed. "I.. I don't want to hurt you again."

She stood, "Is that so? Then I'd like you to know that your hurting me now, trying to protect me from everything evil and bad. Honsetly, Harry, if you were to..." She took a breath, "Die.. It'd hurt me more to know you died with out all of my love..."

Harry shook his head, and laid back down.

Ginny sighed and turned to leave, "Dwell on it, Harry, please?"

He grunted, his head swimming.

The door closed and he pulled the pillow against his face, and he yelled as loud as he could into it. Frustrated.

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Riona down to the lake. She sighed, "Drama, Drama, Drama..." She shook her head. "Seems like we're in one of those television high school dramas muggles watch..."

Riona smiled and shook her head, "I bet they don't even relieze how good they have it, or how lucky they are to have love. Even if it is blind." She smiled and rested her chin in the palm of her hand, deep in thought, she didn't even relieze someone was standin behind her.

Neville reached out and tapped her on the shoulder.

Riona jumped and turned, blinked, and reached up to touch her hair. Apparently her appearance had changed back. Choppy navy blue hair, you know, the look from the train. "Uhm," she felt her cheek heat up. "Yes?"

Neville blinked and with-drew his hand, "Sorry, but I..." He narrowed his eyes, "I was wondering... I was wondering if you could help me."

Riona looked shocked, "With..." She blinked a few times, "With what?"

"I want you to help me make my friends happier."