Circle of Love

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Chapter Six:The Beginning

The ever famous Harry Potter and his two best friends Mister Ronald Weasley and Miss Hermione Granger had just boarded the Hogwarts Express and sat down in an empty compartment.

"It sure is great to be able to go back to Hogwarts." Hermione commented.

"Yeah," Ron agreed. "I can't wait for the start-of-the-tern banquet! I wonder what's there to eat?"

"Ron, can't you think about anything besides food?" Harry laughed.

"No." Ron looked at Harry as if he was crazy. "I thought you knew that."

"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked concerned. "You haven't said a word during our whole conversation." Hermione snapped out of her thoughts (A/N Gee, I wonder who she's thinking of) and replied quickly, "What are you talking about Harry?" and maybe a bit rudely, like Harry was stupid she added, "I started this conversation."

"Oh, right, of course." Harry felt horrible. He obviously knew Hermione was thinking of Ron. Why won't she like me?

As the train screeched to a halt, the three friends got their things and left.

At Hogwarts

"And as my speech comes to an end, your feast comes to a start. Two words before you eat, TUCK IN" Professor Dumbledor finished his speech and the expected food appeared instantly on the plates.

Ron's "Alright!" could be heard throughout the Gryffindor table. Hermione and Harry on the other hand, just picked up their forks and knives and started eating slowly and quietly, each consumed in their own thoughts. In fact, they were so busy engulfed in their own lives, they didn't notice a certian Ronald Weasley had stopped pigging out and was staring intently at a certian Luna Lovegood that was chatting happily with her two best friends, Ginny Weasley and Colin Creevey.

Hermione was absent-mindedly lifting her fork to her mouth that she didn't even realize that there where no more food on her plate. She suddenly snapped to reality and filled her plate again, but something caught her attention. The usual super loud chewing and gobbling of food that came from Ron was missing. Instead, there was just chatter and quiet eating.

She glanced over at Ron and saw him also absentmindedly eating while staring at Ginny Weasley. Hemione looked at Ginny. Then back at Ron again. Then looked at Ginny. Then at Ron. And just as she was about to turn back to her plate, she noticed that Ron's head was slightly turned to Ginny's right, therefore staring at Luna, not Ginny. What?!? Hermione's mind started whirling with crazy thoughts. He's staring at Luna? He likes her?!? I knew it. I've always suspected something ever since Ron stopped calling Luna "barmy". But he can't! Hermione started to get a bit of a crazed look in her eyes. I didnt' even get a chance to research in the library on how to get a guy to like you back!

Hermione's breathing quickened into short shallow intakes. Harry noticed this and turned to Hermione, obviously worried, asked, "Hermione, are you okay?"

She turned to Harry, the crazed looked more accented than ever, she replied in a harsh voice that was not her own, "What?"

Then quickly rubbed her eyes and shook her head a few times. "I'm sorry Harry, you were saying?" she smiled a smile that Harry reconized as hers and smiled back, saying, "Nothing, I was just worried about you."

Hermione laughed, perhaps a bit bitterly, and replied, "Oh don't worry about me Harry, someone at acertian Ravenclaw table deserves your worry more." Hermione was surprised at the bitterness in her own voice. Ron didn't care about her, and Harry only cared about Cho. But then again, she didn't care whether Harry cared about or not, did she? If she didn't, then why did she sound so bitter?

"Hermione, you know that I don't-" Harry started to say but was cut off by Hermione. "I'm sorry, I need to use the bathroom." She quickly stood up, grabbed her bag and left. "You don't need your school bag to pee, Hermione." Harry whispered sadly.

Author's Note: The diary entries are gone and here comes the story!! It feels kinda weird writing in third person now after all those first persons. I know this is kinda short but I have absolutely no idea what to write. Well, please do me a favour and push that little button that can do me a big favour!