I was walking to the library as usual when he walks by.
"Hi love," he says, trying but failing to grab my hand, since I keep it out of his reach.
"Can't you pester someone else?" I groaned as I speeded up my walking.
He cut me off, being faster.
I never thought I would ever curse my books. Oh well, there's a first time for everything.
"But you're the one who messed up my life," he said earnestly.
"And just how did I mess up your life! You're a pureblood, you have Os in almost every subject we share, you're on the Quidditch team.." I rattled off.
"Never mind," he muttered, sounding pissed.
Just what did he mean then?
As he turned to leave, he said something that made me want to strangle him.
"Love, you really should take care of your eyebrows- they might act up like your hair and cover your face," smirking as he walked away.
I stood there, fuming. The nerve!
Now I know for sure that he's just playing a trick on me. Why would someone like me say something as rude as that!
So grade school..
Definitely a bad thing.
No, it's a good thing- he really likes you!
You're mental.
We're one and the same.
With a frustrated action of running my hand through my hair, I walked to my original destination.
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I was with Harry studying under the beech tree beside the lake; Ron was with Lavender, and Ginny was with her girlfriends.
Harry got bored after a while and started people-watching while I continued studying.
"Hermione?"
"Hm?"
"Loverboy's here," he said teasingly.
"Who are you calling Loverboy?" I asked.
"That would be me."
Why in blazes is he back!
"What the hell do you want?" Harry asked him warily.
"I want to talk to Hermione, date her, possibly marry her and have children with her."
I wanted to retch.
"You have a girlfriend," Harry said forcefully. "Can't you just leave Hermione alone?" He slowly drew out his wand.
He stared at it warily.
Good old Harry. He made me feel better, knowing the git couldn't go near me at all with him around.
"So that's it then? Me having a girlfriend?" he asked me. I just ignored him, working on my Charms notes.
He just stood there for a while. I thought Harry might have petrified him or turned him to stone. I was going to ask him when I jumped at the sound of his voice.
"I'll break up with her if you want," he said decisively.
"Thanks but no thanks," Harry said sharply. "You're just going to hurt Hermione in the end, plus you're going to hurt someone else."
"She's worth it," he said, looking at me. I felt like I was X-rayed under his intense stare.
"She doesn't even like you," Harry insisted.
"In that case," he said loftily.
He crouched down beside me and took my hand.
"I'll make you like me," he said with that intense gaze.
"Yeah, and like I said, you'll break her heart and ruin her life," Harry sneered.
"You say that as if there were no casualties on my part. My life is in shambles because of her."
He sounded so serious, could he possibly be?
He took off, and Harry and I stared at each other.
"What was that about?" I wondered aloud.
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Hi everyone:)
School and work- bleaugh :P Oh well.
Queen of Serpents: Yeah I know, it's so ridiculously cuteXD Just like what you'd expect in high school or something..:P
Padfoot's Sidekick: Haha yeah. But well, you know him- he gets what he wants:P
Un Petit Diable: No, he won't be giving up anytime soon..:P And Hermione's going to be Hermione.. for some time.;)
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