Disclaimer: (applies to all chapters) I do not own anything associated with Harry Potter, J.K Rowling does. Lucky girl.
As Hermione walked to her dorm with Ginny she couldn't help but over hear the two people in front of her. It's not like she was eavesdropping, since the two girls were talking so obnoxiously loud Dumbledore could probably hear them from his office.
"Ya, so you know how I told you about last night? Well this morning he kept giving me that look, like he kept doing it all day, like when I'd see him in the halls and stuff." The one with long straight black hair was saying.
"OH my goodness he totally likes you Pans!" squealed the short brunette next to her.
"Well obviously Milli, we've known each other for a week now, I usually have them hooked by day 3" Pansy ran her fingers through her hair and then shook it over her shoulder.
The two girls continued to gossip about the boy, eventually taking a different staircase to the lower floors while Hermione and Ginny continued to ascend.
"How the bloody hell does Pansy get so many guys?" Ginny whispered once they were out of ear shot.
"Beats me, it's not like she's particularly easy on the eyes."
"I bet she gives them all love potions."
"I would certainly hope they were under some kind of influence. Poor blokes probably want to Avada themselves afterwards."
The two girls laughed a little then a silence fell between them. They walked in silence, both thinking the same thing but not voicing it. Once they had reached their dorm room they changed into their pajamas. Hermione was done first and laid flat on her back on her bed, looking up at the red canopy above it.
"You know what Gin?" She said quietly.
"What?" Ginny turned to her after putting her clothes away.
"We really need to get boyfriends." Hermione smiled.
"Ya we do. I'm defiantly not going to leave Hogwarts without having at least one boyfriend, that would be really lame." Ginny sighed and flopped on her bed across from Hermione.
"Do you like anyone?" Hermione asked. Ginny's eyes looked up in thought for a second.
"No, I don't think so." She concluded shaking her head.
"Ya, me either." Hermione said nonchalantly.
"Hermione." Ginny looked at her skeptically.
"What?" She asked with an innocent look.
"It's so obvious you fancy Ron, you can't even pretend not to." Ginny said frankly.
"Wh-what? No way! Ron and I are strictly friends, he's practically my brother!" Hermione declared, but she averted her eyes from Ginny's.
"Okay, whatever you say!" Ginny shrugged and rolled over to her pillow. "Good night!"
"…Good night." Hermione replied.
She couldn't sleep though. Her mind was far too active to be shut down for the night.
"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned…" repeated through her head and she brought her fingers to her lips in remembrance of her very first kiss with Krum. That had been so long ago, and she found herself yearning to have that kind of male affection again. Especially since she knew that Krum had dated many other girls since then, while she hadn't had another significant other yet.
She clenched her pajamas where her heart beat just inches below, hoping this hold would keep her emotional heart together.
After half an hour she couldn't take it anymore. She cursed herself for being so pathetically self pitying and threw off the covers. She had to get out of the room; she had to be some other place besides this dark lonesome one that portrayed her inner thoughts. As she walked towards the door silently, as to not wake up her room mates her stomach growled obnoxiously. She almost thought she stepped on a Hippogriff as an explanation to the bizarre sound that erupted from her. Yet she was grateful for the blatant instruction on where to go. The kitchen.
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