Chapter 14

The Male Mind

After Hermione's talk I felt better, but what really got me was how the male mind worked. How could I get George to know what I was feeling? I mean, it's hard! Who knows what he'll think? Would he think I'm too desperate? I don't know. I still need help with guys. But who to ask? Ron, no way. Fred, ABSOLUTELY NOT. I could not let him know at all. If I did, he would go tell George most likely and then I would seem too desperate and he might get intimidated…UGH!!!

Then I came down to one last person. Harry.

Harry may be my cousin, but I'm not saying he's an expert with girls. Actually, I've never talked to him about love, but something tells me he has no idea about it. Still, it wouldn't hurt to ask him about it. Maybe I could actually riddle out how the male mind works…at the moment I have no idea.

I found him on the way to the Ravenclaw dormitory talking to Ron and Hermione after dinner on Thursday night. I decided I would ask him then, but in private...which meant having to drag him away but he'll have to understand.

"Harry," I started trying not to sound weird. This was an awkward thing I was about to do.

"Yes 'Rina?" he answered.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Now?" he asked, stupidly.

"Of course now, you dummy,"

"Yeah fine," he answered looking a little pissed.

"Come on," I grabbed his arm and dragged him off to the deserted History of Magic classroom.

"I need help," I started, sitting down on top of a desk.

"What sort?" he asked, "I mean, if it's for potions, go to Hermione, she knows loads of that stuff…"

"No," I interrupted, "just listen," I felt myself turning scarlet. Oh god, I thought. Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

"Please don't laugh," I started, "but I am in desperate need of help,"

"Tell me your problem," Harry started, "I'll do the best I can to help…but I dunno if my advice will be good enough,"

"I like this guy," I started, "who I think likes me too but has never said anything about it to me,"

"And your point is?"

"I'm a bit tired of waiting for him to say something and I'm thinking about telling him how I feel, except-," I broke off.

"Except what?"

"I'm afraid if I tell him, it would just pressure him more and it would be intimidating and make me look too desperate,"

"Well, if he likes you back then he should fess up anytime soon," Harry said.

"But what if he doesn't?" I asked.

"You'll just have to wait and see," Harry shrugged, "anyway, who is this guy you like? Is he in your year?"

"No,"

"Older?"

"Yeah,"

"Ravenclaw?"

"Gryffindor," I answered. Then I decided I should just tell him who it was to get it over and done with. He'd probably find out anyway.

"It's-," I started, and then stopped. Harry was going to laugh at me big time. I knew he was.

"It's George Weasley," I muttered. Harry gaped at me.

"Wow," he muttered, fighting back a laugh.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Oh nothing," he said, trying to keep his voice calm.

"So-?"

"What I don't understand is why you don't have a crush on Fred as well. I mean, they're twins…"

"I guess it's because I met George first," I replied, "I mean, I like Fred and all but there's just something about George that he doesn't have. I don't know what it is, but he just has this weird charm,"

"So why are you telling me this?" Harry asked.

"Isn't it obvious? I need to know how guys think! What kind of girl would he like?"

"I dunno…someone funny like him?" Ugh. I thought. This wasn't going to work.

"Well then, what kind of girls do you like?" I asked Harry. Now it was his turn to turn red.

"Um,"

"So you do like someone!"

"Err…"

"Come on!" I pressed, "I told you my crush…you tell me yours!"

"Cho Chang," he muttered. Cho was a pretty Chinese girl who was in her 6th year at Hogwarts. She was in Ravenclaw like me and I heard her talking about Cedric Diggory a few times. I heard he got killed by Voldemort last year and Harry had watched his death. It was scary…

"Didn't she love that Cedric guy?" I asked.

"Yeah," Harry said with a pained look on his face. I figured it was best not to talk about Cedric around him. It was painful to have a memory like that.

"Look Karina," he started, "I'm sure George will just appreciate it if you just be yourself. Knowing him, he wouldn't want a trend follower. He wants someone who doesn't care what people think of them. Someone cute and funny and unique. Just be yourself,"

"Does he have any experience with girls?" I asked.

"I remember when I was in 2nd year he went out with this Hufflepuff girl. That's all I know. And the fact that they broke up,"

"Oh,"

"Has he said anything about me ever?" I asked.

"Not really," Harry answered.

I felt better after talking to Harry. I knew what I had to do. I had to be myself and that's what really counts.