Summary for I wanna hold your hand:
Well, seems our characters are all messed up eh? Don't worry, I can give you a few hints and definite things for the next chapter.
Hints:
One of our characters is going to be kissed.
Someone will start crying.
Definite things:
Govette DOESN'T like Draco anymore (hears whoo's and waving flags)
Ron and Govette is not going to happen (yhuck!)
Govette is going to be injured.
To all my readers\
Thank you for sticking with me.
This is gonna be a long hard ride!
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P.S I included a hint in the text! see if you can figure it out.
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I didn't hear or see Harry until the beginning of the School Year. Draco had ruined things, again. I could see that flash of black hair above the crowd. He'd gotten taller. Slowly I walked towards him, I didn't know what his reaction would be.
"Harry?" I asked, tapping his shoulder. He turned around. Bloody hell. He wasn't just handsome now.
"Hello, Govette!" He cried, happily. He'd obviously gotten over whatever had bothered him. In a single leap I had nearly tackled Harry down, in a bear hug.
"I missed you," We both said at the same times, hugging again. I ignored the butterflies I had and smiled at Ron and Hermione, who were involved in converstation. Harry and I got a compartment, waiting for the two to join us. I coughed gently, as Harry sat down beside me. My heart beat wildly, and I really hoped he couldn't hear. Harry looked a little nervous as well.
Harry and I didn't talk on the way there, he shifted about until he was comfortable, and I squished myself as far as I could from him, so he couldn't feel my rapidly beating heart. What was wrong? Was I getting another illness? I had never had this feeling before. Butterflies echoed around my stomach and my head spun as Harry's hand accidentally brushed up against mine. Or was it accidental? I moved my hand over his, slowly. He spread his fingers wide, and I took the opportunity to lace my fingers with his. It was a few blissful moments before Cho Chang opened the compartment, prettier than ever. Harry immediately let go of my hand, and I looked down at my hand. I felt empty again.
Cho Chang joined us, and had a rather nice long conversation with Harry, whom enjoyed her company. I scowled. Never had I wanted to kill a female so much – but what was causing this hatred? It certainly wasn't because of Harry. No. Definetly not. She was just..annoying. Yeah. Annoying. I sighed, as Cho took a look towards me.
"Who's she?" I glared at her with a warning to back off. She just shrugged happily. "Well?" Cho said.
"She's my friend," Harry said, with confidence.
"Mm." Cho said before standing.
"I'm going to go find Cedric. Good-bye, Harry." Harry sighed happily.
"Wonderful girl she is."
"More like wonderfully stupid." I replied, with a sneer.
"Hey, don't call her that!" Harry barked.
I sighed. I wished we still had a hold of that blissful feeling, holding one's hand. But it was ruined now. Stupid Chang. Stupid Potter. Stupid everything.