Summary: Harry comes to Gryffindor tower.
A/N: Um, I wrote this in school...
Disclaimer (no, I'm not getting bored to write these): I am not this very well known JKR, someway wouldn't even want to be. I just borrow her characters.
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S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G
"Harry, where've you been?" Hermione asked as the boy came to Gryffindor tower.
"Um... Well..." Harry was thinking a good explanation.
"Well?" Hermione asked.
"S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G," Harry murmured.
"Why not reply straight though I understood?"
"Well, Ginny still thinks I love her," Harry started.
"With whom were you?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Well, that's a thing I'm not sure I can answer to," Harry replied.
"And why not?"
"I'd need his permission."
"His?" Hermione looked surprised.
"Mhm... Now, he thinks I'm being too slow."
"How do you know?"
Harry smiled slyly. "I think you'll figure it out soon. He thinks so too."