Author's Note: CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 3! There were no reviews, so I'm thinking that the story isn't that good. But I'll still write this piece of shit even though I doubt there will be reviews for this again. Lol

Disclaimer: No copyright intended. All are J.K Rowling's.

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"Well, well, well. Someone is in high spirits today," Ted Miller teases. He's the beater for the Harpies same for his little brother, Alex Miller. Ted is tall for his age, he's only 19 but his height is 6'2", I know, wow right? Alex on the other hand is 18 but is small compared to his brother, who is only 5'5". Both of them have this white blond-ish hair that had reached their shoulders already. You could almost think they were twins but their age, height and eye color gave that away. Ted has sea-like eyes while Alex has sky-blue eyes. Both of them are wearing sweat pants and a plain shirt for training, same as everyone else.

"Let me, guess. Ginny Weasley, right?" Vivian Andrews says brightly. She is the one full of energy that's why we chose her as one of the chasers since it's impossible for her to stay in one position. She is as tall as me and has brunette hair and dark brown eyes. Vivian is the closest friend I got since we were in Hogwarts. Though she wasn't a Gryffindor, she still made friends with me and has the guts to sit with me in the Gryffindor table at the great hall before. I really appreciate her for being such a nice friend.

"Me?" Even though I know why already, I try to play dense. The whole week that has passed, I couldn't stop smiling. I keep on talking too even though most of it is just nonsense. How can I help it if the last sentence he told me before leaving was the words that could play as my, let's say, vodka; If you had too much, getting drunk is what you get. Well, I am high these days. Those words were like liquor to me; once I heard it, I can't stop getting all giddy and excited and idiotic. That was our last meeting but I know that he's too busy like I am and we couldn't meet every day. That will be too much, and besides, it's not like we're exclusively in a relationship. I couldn't expect him to show up in my apartment everyday like some addicted fool.

"I said your name, didn't I? Ugh, don't act stupid. We know you're –"Vivian doesn't seem to know what word to use. "—into something or someone."

"Maybe, maybe not," I say. I glared at Vivian. I haven't told her yet because it seems that the only words that come out of my mouth these days are full of rubbish nonsense. So I planned that maybe I'll tell her when I'm in a more calm state and ready to speak in a serious matter.

After training, I ask Vivian to hang out with me. "I am into someone," I blurt out. I couldn't keep it any longer. I really want to let someone know or else my whole body will explode for not sharing such juicy news.

"May I ask who that is?" she obviously is interested in this piece of news.

"Well, don't be shocked or anything, alright?" she nods. "He's Harry Potter." She didn't bulge her eyes or anything like that, instead, she has this face of boredom.

"Ginny, I know you've been a fan of Harry Potter since I met you, you told me. What is juicy in that?"

"Yes, I know. But this is different! I met him in person, seriously." Well that seems to make her eyes pop.

"Seriously?"

"I am dead serious."

"Oh my gosh, tell me about it all." Yep, she is interested. But anyway, I told her everything, even the part when Harry said he likes me. She literally jumps from excitement and is shaking me real hard. Well, I would've done that but not in public. Can't blame her though. That piece of new is something to die for.

"Ginny! I can't believe you didn't tell me as soon as possible! You bitch." Both of us are laughing hard.

"Well, at least now you know."

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We plan to go to the park to just chill out after that exhausting training we just had. Who knew that the Harry Potter I somehow like is there? I never thought that such guy would be at the park playing with little kids. I think it's adorable; he grins while pushing the swing while sharing jokes and laughing with the little kids. I smile and so does Vivian.

"He's adorable," Vivian mutters and literally gawks at Harry.

"Damn right," I whisper. I can't trust myself to speak loudly as I'm afraid my voice would fail me again. Usually, it's not such a big deal seeing guys play with kids but him having so much fun; the boy who used to have no time to have much fun because of the thought that every criminal is out there trying to kill him, the boy who used to be indoors with strict adults not letting him go outside to mingle with people, the boy who have only thought of ways to protect the people he love instead of thinking naughty activities that would have made the professors or his parents explode. Seeing the boy who used to be all those and is now relaxing and having so much fun can make oneself feel the peace that he has given us.

I walk towards the swing where he stood swaying it with the kids telling him to swing stronger "Hey." I was supposed to say something like, 'Who knew that such a person like you would be hanging around the park playing?' but I remember him saying that he appreciates me for saying that I have thought of him only as a normal wizard and not the boy-who-lived. I don't want to disappoint him.

"Oh, hey. I see you have a friend there." He directs at Vivian.

"Harry, this is my best friend, Vivian. Vivian, this is my friend, Harry." Friend. He is my friend, right? See, this is why I hate introductions.

"Nice meeting you Harry. And, Ginny, this is such a bad time for me to enjoy the introduction with Harry," she frowns with a hint of glee on it. "I have to go already. Mom texted me. Ugh." She waves us bye. I know she wanted me to spend time alone with Harry. Hah, that evil girl.

I didn't notice it but the children that were on the swings were now gone. In fact, all of whom Harry played awhile ago is now gone. "When did the children leave? I didn't notice them leave." Harry smiles naughtily. I must say, he looks hot with that smile.

"I told them to play at the other side of the park." He pointed somewhere and there they are, playing like before.

"Why did you tell them to leave? They were pretty cute and I have always wanted to play with little kids." Being the youngest in the family and the only girl, it was hard to play kid stuff with brothers old enough to do those.

"Well, I wanted to talk to you without someone bothering us. But if you want to play with the kids-" He looks sad at the thought. I laugh, it was cute and sweet. I might've blushed but I cough to hide that away.

"We could still talk when there are kids, you know." I smile at him and I grab his left arm pulling him to where the kids are. I know, I can't believe I just grabbed his arm. I'm trying hard not to blush at this, his arm makes me feel all protected and it has muscles, oh goody. I only have one word to describe his muscle-y arm; hot.

With that, he lit up, smiling again. He takes my hand and pulls me toward the crowd of children. I am in shock once again. He took my hand! Took it! But instead of taking my hand away, I hold it tighter and enjoy the feeling of his hand holding mine. It was callused but I guess it's because of the works of fighting with people that I could never imagine fighting with. In a few seconds, we were already by the other side of the park. I could see the children, but there is someone else there, people wearing black coat with a black fedora hat to match it and black shades.

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