Warning, slight DH spoiler. Not important to the DH plot, but a spoiler non-the-less. Anyway, if you haven't finished the book yet you should be reading avidly, not on your computer.
Hermione closed her journal, and opened the journal she used for all of her homework, and started the draft for the essay that Slughorn had assigned on the Unforgivable Curses and the consequences of casting such curses. At that very moment Harry had started walking Ginny back to the common room, passing Ron and Lavender receiving a nasty look from his friend.
Listen to Your Heart
Ron and Lavender followed soon after Harry and Ginny. Ron looked as though he was pulling Lavender. Neville and Luna left also, hand in hand
"Luna, I have never met anyone else like you."
"Well, Neville, you might end up meeting someone very much like me if you ever have a nasty run in with some Prynabars. They have a tendency to take up images of people you have positive associations with and destroy any love you have for them."
Neville kissed Luna softly on the lips.
"Nothing could ruin the love I feel for you," Neville whispered into her ear. "My love for you is to great."
"Oh, Neville. I love you too, but….my father would not approve of me marrying anyone less then perfect."
"I don't care if we ever get married. I just want to be with you."
"That would be splendid!" Luna squealed kissing Neville on the cheek. He wrapped his arm back around her and walked her to the main staircase, where, after a few minutes of mildly public snogging, they grudgingly parted ways for their own common rooms. Luna skipped along the hallway to the door with no doorknob.
"I can run but never walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind. What am I?" said the voice that gave such riddles to the smart students of Ravenclaw house.
"That is a hard one. Oh, I know, what flows from the NOSE!"
"Not elegant, but correct none the less," said the door, swinging open to admit Luna. Who continued her skipping into the common room full of studying students, and up to her room where she plopped on her bed and pulled out a journal that she used for her writings.
He loves me,
I love him,
We're happy though and though.
A single thought,
Cheery on a whim,
I'm joyous though and though.
Oh, where did this inspiration come from? Perhaps it is the fact that the boy I love loves me back? Oh frabjuous day! Calloh, callay! Where have I heard that before? Perhaps I got it from one of those ever so entertaining muggle books the Hermione lent to me? But who cares anyway. I'm in love, and I'm going to spend the rest of my life with the most amazing Gryffindor I have ever met.
Luna sat back in her bed, and though she was unaware of it, Hermione had leaned back in her chair at the very same moment.
"OK, Hermione," she said to herself. "It is time to get up and face the fact that he doesn't love you."
Just then another song came onto the radio.
Now we have Listen to Your Heart, by DHT.
I know there's something in the wake of your smile
I get an notion from the look in your eyes...yeah
You've built a love but that love falls apart
Your little piece of heaven turns to dark
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you
Listen to your heart
There's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before
You tell him goodbye
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile
The precious moments are all lost in the tide..yeah
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems
The feeling of belonging .. to your dreams
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you
Listen to your heart
There's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before
You tell him goodbye
And there are voices that want to be heard
So much to mention but you can't find the words
The scent of magic the beauty that's been
When love was wilder..then the wind
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you
Listen to your heart
There's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before
you tell him goodbye
Listen to your heart
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before
you tell him goodbye
"It is time to tell him goodbye, Hermione. Come on, you can admit this to yourself."
"Hermione, are you alright?"
"Neville? Why are you here?" Hermione said, trying to hold back her tears.
"I forgot my book. What is wrong?"
"Nothing, Neville. At least nothing that concerns you."
"Even if it doesn't concern me, do you want to talk about it?"
"Yes," Hermione admitted. Neville patted the seat next to him, and as Hermione walked to sit down she realized that Neville was almost the perfect person to talk to.
"You have to promise not to tell anyone what I am going to tell you, Neville."
"I promise. I won't tell a soul. I won't even tell Luna."
"Well," Hermione hesitated, she knew she had to say it. "I'm love Ron. Not just like a brother, or a friend. I really love him, and until he started going out with Lavender I had just thought that he was to shy. I can't look at him, because all I can see when I see him is us together, but it can't happen because he is with Lavender," Hermione cried. She didn't want to hold it back anymore. Neville let her have her cry, he knew what it felt like to have a crushed heart. The problem was, when he liked Ginny, there was no implication that she liked him back, but in this case. Neville knew something Hermione didn't know, he was sure though, that telling her would not make things better. So, he just kept his mouth shut, so as to prevent a curse that would do just the same, against his will.
"You will find someone, Hermione. Everyone does eventually. Let's get back to the common room though. It is almost time for the prefects to petrol and I don't want to get any points deducted."
"As long as you are with me you won't get any points off. I don't think I want to petrol tonight. I'll just blow it off."
I had to have Hermione tell someone. Just not who you expected. No, I am not telling you what Neville knows, however you can probably guess it, considering I'm a Hermione/Ron shipper. Review. Tell me what you think of the riddle and of Luna's poem. Another one from your truly.
Kat