So this kind of started off as a way of venting my anger. And then it turned into a boredom curing kinda thing. So yeah. If it sucks, don't read it. If you don't like it, good for you, but I did this because I was angry, and then because I was bored, not because I want people to like it. && As for the disclaimer? I don't own Harry Potter. Or anything having to do with Harry Potter. It's depressing…

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"Harry?"

"Hmm?" Harry raised his head when he heard Hermione say his name.

The trio was lying under an old oak tree over looking the Lake. Ron was on his back, snoring softly, Hermione was reading a letter from her parents, and Harry, until he was interrupted by Hermione's soft voice, was staring up at the castle and daydreaming.

"What are you thinking about?" Hermione inquired.

"Ginny," Harry replied simply. "You?"

"Draco."

Harry raised and eyebrow at her answer but he didn't respond. Draco had found Hermione in the Heads' bathroom with her head in the toilet night after night before he finally corned her and convinced her to come to terms with her bulimia. It was kind of strange actually, their relationship. No one knew exactly why Draco had a change of heart after he helped Hermione, and frankly, Harry didn't really want to know. Hermione was happy, Draco wasn't as much of a prick, and he was working with Dumbledore and Snape against Voldemort. In the end, it seemed, Hermione's eating disorder had more good outcomes than she had thought.

A light breeze ruffled Harry's already messy hair and Hermione giggled as the autumn leaves fell from the tree and landed softly on Ron's head. Harry chuckled and turned to stare at the rippling water of the Lake when he heard an ear-shattering scream.

"S'matter!" Ron sat up and looked around wide-eyed.

Ron's reaction to the scream sent Hermione into a fit of laughter as Ron sat there, eyes darting frantically for the source of his rather rude wake up call.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Go back to sleep Ron. The scream came from one of the greenhouses. A plant probably ate a first year or something."

"Harry!" Came Hermione's slightly miffed cry. "That's horrible! What if one of the plants really did eat a student?"

"Then Fred and George will have some more stories to base some new products off of." Ron supplied.

"Ronald!" Hermione promptly smacked him upside the head.

"Oy woman! Don't hit so hard!" Ron shot as he rubbed the back of his head.

Harry just shook his head. The two of them had broken up almost seven months ago and they still fought like an old married couple. He was about to go back to thinking about Ginny and ignoring the still bickering duo when he heard his name being called.

"Harry! Hey Harry! Harry!"

Harry stood up and looked for the voice calling his name. He saw Neville running up from the greenhouse area.

"Harry!" Neville cried as he threw himself up the hill. He was white and shaky and looked like he had just seen Snape snogging Trelawney. "Harry! Come quick! Girl, crying, you, NOW!"

Ron and Hermione instantly stopped bickering and helped Neville to his feet. Harry sprinted down the hill and towards the greenhouses. He circled around the mass amount of students and tried to get through the crowd, the students talking frantically.

"S'cuse me, move please, EXCUSE ME!" He bellowed. The talking stopped instantly. The students moved out of the way to Harry could pass by. Harry could feel Ron and Hermione behind him as the trio moved closer to what had caused the commotion. As Harry moved closer, he could see a red and black shaking bundle. The closer he got, he could make out that the bundle was actually a girl, and she was crying. The red he saw from a distance, was hair. Brilliant, vibrant, flowing red hair that was so much like Ginny's, it made Harry quicken his pace.

As Harry reached the girl, he gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Um, excuse me…"

She gasped and sat up. She turned around and as she looked at Harry, it was his turn to gasp. He could hear Ron and Hermione do the same behind him. As Harry looked at the girl, a pair of emerald green eyes, a pair of eyes exactly like his own stared back at him.

"Harry!"