The Trouble With Love Is

Title: The Trouble With Love Is

Author: jltat

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and bno copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Chapter 1: Not So Sudden Realizations

He didn't understand what it was about her that fascinated him so much this year. She wasn't any different than last school year, or any other times he had seen her. But yet, for some strange reason, he couldn't bring himself to pull his eyes away from Hermione. Hermione. His best friend for the past seven years.

Your best friend that's a girl, Potter, remember that. It's not as if you were staring at Ron with that stupid, love-struck expression on you face or anything.

Ah, yes, the sarcastic part of Harry's brain kicking in, right on time.

That was another thing Harry didn't feel comfortable with in his newfound captivation with Hermione. The voice didn't emerge unless it dealt with matters concerning his best friend. Female best friend. He was driving himself crazy.

I'm NOT in love with her.

Uh, yea, and the sky's not blue.

I'M NOT. It's just a simple crush…

Yea, you keep telling yourself that and maybe you might start believing it… oh, wait, I am you, and I still don't believe it when you say that.

Oh, do shut up.

Harry sighed and threw his hands up in defeat. His own thoughts were turning against him. Fine, he would admit it. He was in love with Hermione Granger. He wasn't sure when it started, it just sort of… happened. But evidently it was real, and there was no use in denying it any longer.

Ginny, sitting on the couch in front of the fire, watched Harry and was amused by his facial expressions while staring at Hermione. Confusion to Realization to Denial to Defeat. Apparently he had finally realized something that Ginny had known for years. It was one of the reasons she had decided to try and get over Harry in the 5^th year. Even then, his affections toward Hermione were noticeable, even if Harry himself hadn't seen it yet.

Hermione looked around the common room feeling as if someone was watching her. Understandable, considering a certain raven-haired best friend of hers was staring at her with an unreadable expression on his face from across the room. Well, unreadable to her anyway. Nearly everyone, including the two's other best friend, Ron, could tell of Harry Potter's infatuation with Miss Granger. And when Ronald Weasley realizes something before Hermione Granger does, you know there's something wrong.

Harry quickly turned away when he saw Hermione's gaze head his way and began staring intently at the Quidditch Through the Ages book he had in front of him, pretending to read. It was upside down.

Hermione shot him an odd look, opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it. Instead, she just shrugged and went back to finishing her charms essay.

Real smooth, Potter, that's right up there with running into the wall while staring openly at the girl… as a matter of fact, didn't you do that last week?

Shut it.

A/N: ok, I hoped u liked it, I'm pretty sure I know where I want this one to go, so I won't have too big of a problem with the updates. I think I can 1 or 2 updates in before the end of the week, but teachers have been killin me with the homework load this semester, so I can't make any promises. And, before I forget, can anyone tell me how to indent on portkey?

Read my other story if u liked this one, it's a one-shot

And please review, I would love to no what u thought of my fics.

Title: The Trouble With Love Is

Author: jltat

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N: aight, 2 reasons y this chapter wuz so short: 1, this is my second update in the same day, so I think I think that in itself wuld be a justifiable reason. But 2, I wanna see if I can write a chapter in Hermione’s POV because I think it would jus make it a better story if it was in both of the main character’s POV’s, even though it’s gunna be a bit tough (and someone suggested it in one of their reviews… see, I take advice from those things, not ask for them just for kicks ::grins:J) I’ve never tried to write in her view before, so bear with me. But thanks to all those who reviewed the first chapter:

Ears91, Isabella Grace, Ren, Dolphingurl, Narami, Tracie1976, Chariot, Sarmi, Christina, PixieDust, Danielerin, And anyone else who reviewed, I enjoyed seeing your comments

Ok, so read, review, and if u would, read my other story and review. Thanks

Chapter 2: Transfiguration Troubles

“Umm… Harry, mate, I think you mitten just jumped onto McGonagall.”

“My what did what?” Harry looked at Ron, then around the Transfiguration classroom and saw an annoyed looking professor standing in front of the class holding a pathetic looking mitten.

“Mister Potter! When I asked a 7^th year class to transfigure a kitten into a mitten, I certainly did not expect to be smothered by a mitten with whiskers! Five points from Gryffindor, and I suggest you pay closer attention next time.” And with that Professor McGonagall dismissed the class.

Yes, because when you go fight Voldemort, you might wind up in Antarctica and it just so happened to be infested with cats, but you seem to have forgotten your gloves, so hurry, pick a cat to transfigure into a mitten before Voldemort transfigures his pet snake into a scarf.

Evidently the voice decided to expand it’s horizons and comment on all aspects of Harry’s life now. Just dandy.

“Haha, Harry, man, you missed the look on McGonagall’s face right before that thing pounced onto it. Priceless,” Ron said, still chuckling at the image as he walked alongside Harry.

“Honestly, Harry, where was your mind at during the lesson? You should pay more attention,” Hermione said in a disapproving tone.

Interestingly enough, I do remember, Potter, that your mind was right on track until a certain bookworm bent down to pick up a quill and you got a good look down her-

Okaay, time for a cold shower… again.

Title: The Trouble With Love Is

Author: jltat

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N: and here it is, my attempt at Hermione’s POV… actually, the first 2 chapters weren’t really in Harry’s POV, it just followed him like in the books so you could hear some of his thoughts. Hermione is gonna be slightly more difficult because in the actual books there isn’t a whole lot about how she thinks, just that she’s really smart. So forgive me if this is kind of pitiful.

Chapter 3: Confessions of a Teenage Bookworm

Hermione found herself walking to the Great Hall for lunch with Lavender and Parvati. After transfiguration, Harry abruptly ran for the Head Boy’s dormitory mumbling something about a shower while Ron just laughed and said he was off too find Luna; Ginny had smacked some sense into him a few weeks back… literally. Hermione was just very confused. Why would someone need a shower in the middle of the day?

Now, Hermione had 2 options: head for the library and grab some lunch from the kitchens afterwards, or go to the Great Hall with Parvati and Lavender and listen to their incessant chatter. Hmm… tough decision there, why not volunteer to gouge her own eye out with a fork instead.

So, off to the library Hermione went, left with only her thoughts to accompany her. She had just finished her 13-inch essay for Snape on the effects of an herb called marijuana on the human mind. Snape was going to devote a class period to show how useful the herb was, when its smoke was inhaled, to a person who was put into stressful situations, such as an auror during a mission. He informed them that he would provide them with some first hand experience on the properties of marijuana during class (A/N: I wouldn’t mind being present for that class).

Having nothing else to do, Hermione searched the library for an interesting book to read when she happened to stumble across the latest edition of Witch Weekly. On the front cover was a blown up poster of many young wizards, one of which happened to be Harry Potter with no shirt on, glistening with sweat, clearly in the middle of a quidditch practice. The caption for his picture read: Head Boy and quidditch captain of Gryffindor at Hogwart’s School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it’s no wonder that the charm of the boy-who-lived has captured the hearts of many young girls, landing him a position on the list of the top 25 sexiest wizards alive.

Hermione flushed just looking at the picture. She knew Harry would disapprove of the picture if he ever saw a copy of the magazine, but Hermione was drawn to the picture; she couldn’t pull her eyes away.

Now no Hermione, what would Harry say if he saw you fawning over a picture of him, he’d die of embarrassment.

… What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him…

Very true, considering all the times you’ve woken up all hot and bothered from a particularly pleasant dream that contained a green-eyed friend of yours doing more than friendly things with you...

Hey! That only happened once… twice… ok, ok maybe three times… a week. Anyway, let’s just inconspicuously slip this in our bag for a bit of light reading later tonite…

It seems Miss Granger might have a bit more of a tart in her after all.

A/N: Like it? Hate it? Lemme no wut u think, review. (I no u get tired of hearing this) read and review my other story and ill love u forever… not really, but id appreciate it all the same

I no this one wasn’t as funni as the other chapters, but I had a bit of a hard time writing this one with the whole capturing Hermione’s thoughts thing

IMPORTANT NOTE (sorta): I may not be able to update again until this Friday or Saturday because of school. But next week should have regular updates because it’s spring break (woo hoo!) ill be partying and writing this story at the same time, now if that’s not some beastly multi-taskin, I dunno wut is : ) until next time

Title: The Trouble With Love Is

Author: jltat

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

A/N: I know its Saturday nite and I funally updated this story, but these past few days have been hectic for me. I wuznt sure whether or not I wuz even going to be able to post this chapter today, but I felt bad for saying I wuld and then not doing it, so without further ado, chapter 4, out Saturday, as promised. Hope u enjoy it

Chapter 4: A Talk With Ron

“Harry, are you OK, you don’t seem like yourself,” Ron said worriedly after quidditch practice.

“Yea, I’m fine,” Harry replied, staring absentmindedly at the castle where a figure was sitting beside a window. Ron followed Harry’s line of vision and smirked when he saw what Harry had been fixated on. Hermione.

“Mate, you’ve got it bad.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Harry said, acting confused, even though he knew very well what Ron was saying.

“Don’t even try to play dumb with me, Harry, I know that look… you’re smitten… and with our very own Hermione,” Ron said triumphantly, as if he had just solved the mystery of the century.

“I’m not smitten, Ron, I like Hermione the same way I like you.”

“Ah, see, If that were true, Harry, I would be very afraid to change in the same locker room with you after a quidditch game. But you and I both know you’re lying”

Harry knew there was no use in denying it to Ron, considering Ron wouldn’t believe him anyway if he did. Harry sighed. If Ron, quite possibly the thickest person Harry knew, could see the way Harry felt for Hermione, who else had figured it out? More importantly, had she noticed it yet?

“OK, so let’s say that I might have feelings for her…” (Ron did his celebratory ‘I was right, I was right’ dance), “What am I supposed to do about it?”

Ron snorted, “What do you mean what are you supposed to do about it? You grow some balls and you talk to her! After all, we can’t be in a middle of a quidditch match and have our captain’s mind floating around else where like it was during practice today.”

Leave it to Ron to insult you, give you advice, and somehow connect your problem to quidditch all in the same sentence.

“It’s not that easy, Ron, she’s my best friend, this could change our relationship forever.”

“Yea… but its not like it has to have a negative effect… it could be a change for the better.”

Harry looked thoughtful as he ran his hand through his hair. Since when did Ron seem to know more about relationships than Harry?

“I suppose so… This is too much to think about right now, I think I’m going to go take a shower, but I’ll talk to you later about this Ron,” Harry said, feeling suddenly uncomfortable about the subject.

“OK, see you later Harry,” Ron said as he headed for the castle.

Harry just stood there for a while, contemplating what had just been said. Slowly, he went into the castle and into his dorm. Harry was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn’t bother to check if the shower was empty or not. He walked into the bathroom and was, to say the least surprised.

Hermione was in the bathtub, with nothing to hide her but the bubbles. She shrieked and tried to shrink into the water. Harry turned scarlet and hurriedly closed the door, apologizing profusely. A few minutes later Hermione came out, this time clad in a bathrobe.

“I’m sorry Hermione, I should have knocked before I went in there,” Harry said looking embarrassed.

“It’s ok Harry, it was an honest mistake; could have happened to anyone,” Hermione said, looking equally embarrassed.

“Yea, but I’m still sorry… umm, so yea, I’m gonna go take a shower now… again, really sorry,” Harry said hurrying to get away from Hermione… who was clad in only a bathrobe… thank god he was about to go take a shower.

After Ron went into the castle, he decided to have a talk with Ginny. Ron knew that Ginny found out about Harry’s feelings towards Hermione, and he had a plan brewing in his head. He was going to play matchmaker, with the help of a few other people.

If Harry only knew what Ron was going to do and just how scary scheming redheads could be…

A/N: ok, so this one isn’t as funni… maybe just a little amusing at times, but I needed a plot development, and I wanted to show how Ron fit into all of this, because its not very likely that your best friend wouldn’t be involved with things like this. So now we no where Harry, Hermione, and Ron all stand… I’m debating on whether the next chapter should be the potions class I made a reference to in chapter 3 (haha… good times) or just skip it and go straight to the scene with Ron and Ginny making plans… anyway, give me some feedback, and I’ll make my decision based on all of your opinions

SPRING BREAK ’04!!!!!

Title: The Trouble With Love Is

Author: jltat

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

Thanks to:

Ginnymalfoy21, Elizabeth, danielerin, ears91, sarmi, hnh4eva91, pumpkin_pie869, emerald_eyez, shawnpickett, jenna Kathleen, euro, katakali, dolphingurl, meg, tracie1976, narami, tink18, Christina, tearsofher, katediggory, bloody sakura, Arthur Hansen, rickyelrey, shades of grey, Holland sauce, krazyriceball718, swtpinay, alison1542, michou, saramalfoy, padfoot_puppyeyes, ren, el_toro12, and anyone else who reviewed chapter 2, 3, or 4

Chapter 5: Scheming Gryffindors

“Do you get the feeling they’re up to something?” Harry whispered to Hermione, who was sitting beside him on the couch.

“Who?” Hermione asked, looking at Harry, who nodded his head towards the corner of the common room, where Ron, Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, Seamus, and Dean were sitting; all of whom were trying to glance inconspicuously every once in a while in Harry and Hermione’s direction.

“It’s kind of freaky,” Harry said. Hermione nodded in agreement.

The group in the corner watched as Hermione said something to Harry, causing him to laugh. They then saw Hermione and Harry blush as their thighs brushed against one another.

“Well, that’s all the proof I need, they definitely have feelings towards each other,” Parvati exclaimed; she had already seen exchanges similar to the one they had just witnessed all day.

“I TOLD you so!” Ron and Ginny said simultaneously.

“OK, so now we know, but what are we supposed to do about it,” Seamus said, sounding bored, “Lock them in a broom closet together until they proclaim their undying love for each other?” he added sarcastically.

“Sounds good to me,” Ron said.

“Ron! Honestly, we can’t do that,” Ginny scolded him.

“Why not?” Dean asked, “You want them to admit their feelings, that’s as good of a method as any.”

Lavender sighed loudly, “Yes, because a broom closet is the best place to confess you feelings to someone.”

“Besides, they’re Head Boy and Girl. They’d hex us all to hell and back for doing something like that,” Ginny added, “And I doubt they would appreciate us locking them inside a broom closet.”

“OK, OK, we get it, no broom closets,” Ron said, “What else do you girls have in mind then?”

Lavender looked thoughtful for a moment, a phenomenon in itself, and then said, “I’ve got it! We could use that room we used to hold DA meetings… what was it called?”

“The Room of Requirements?” Ginny offered sounding intrigued.

“Yea,” Parvati said, catching on, “This is what we should do…”

A/N: I hope you guys liked that one, although personally I don’t think it’s that good of a chapter… my next update should be sumtime 2morrow if all goes as planned and my computer duznt crash again, so until then, adios

Title: The Trouble With Love Is

Author: jltat

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

Chapter 6: Matchmaking Blunders

“I thought you sent the letters!” Ron said to Ginny.

“Noo, you said you were going to take care of it while I set the room up!”

The two bickered at each other for a few minutes before Dean interrupted them.

“Hold on,” Dean said, “So let me get this straight, we have everything set up perfectly… but we forgot to get Harry and Hermione to go to the room?”

Seamus and Dean looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

“I hardly find the situation humorous,” Parvati said.

“This is a disaster!” Lavender exclaimed.

“Screw this,” Ron said as he marched out of the room, dragging Ginny with him.

“Wait, Ron, where are you going?” Parvati called after him.

“Whoa, Ron, what are you doing?” Harry asked, bewildered, as Ron dragged him from his studies, down the hall, and threw him into the Room of Requirement.

“Trust me.” Was all Ron said before he closed the door. Harry tried to catch him before the door latched shut, but he was too slow.

“RON! Open this damn door! Ron, are you –“ he didn’t finish his sentence because at that moment the doors swung open, and a person was shoved through, falling into Harry, who promptly lost his balance.

“Ompff,” Harry said as he got the wind knocked out of him.

“Harry?” Hermione said uncertainly.

Harry looked up at the person who landed on him and was surprised to see Hermione.

Hmm, isn’t this a compromising position…

“Ron got you too, huh?” Harry asked, disregarding that comment.

“No, Ginny found me in the library and pulled me in here,” Hermione informed him, blushing, as she got up and dusted herself off.

“So…”

“Yea…”

You could’ve cut the tension in that room with a chainsaw.

Harry decided to explore the room, which was changed drastically. They were in the middle of what seemed like a tropical island rainforest. On the right there was a beach, and on the left was a forest where you could see a lake with a waterfall; right in between the two was a blanket and a picnic basket full of food.

You reckon it’s poisoned…?

“We’re supposed to… eat? I guess…” Harry asked, looking at Hermione.

She just shrugged, “Is suppose so, and I did skip lunch…”

The two ate in silence for a while and the tension began to fade, gradually. Soon, they were laughing and joking around like best friends again. Two hours passed, and the door creaked open. Six heads popped in and looked expectantly. Their expressions dropped as soon as they saw Harry and Hermione, who were stalking towards the six with extremely irritated expressions.

“Oh shit.”

A/N: to Coolone007 who wrote “Why is it no author, as Ron so elaquantly put it, give Harry the Balls to admit his feeling to Hermione? Please explain or am I missing something in Harry's charater I missread in the books.” Ok, so I cant speak for other authors when I say this, but the way I view this is that Harry doesn’t have much faith in him self when it comes to matters of the heart. He grew up with people that hated him, and the first girl that he has a crush on didn’t like him for two years, and when she did go out with him, she kind of blew up in his face. I dunno, but I think that wuld make anyone think twice before pursuing another relationship. That’s just the way I see it tho, other ppl could disagree but that’s just my opinion.

Thanks for all who reviewed, and I think I can get the next chapter out pretty soon

Title: The Trouble With Love Is
Author: jltat

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

A/N: ok, so I wouldn’t reeli call that a chapter… more like a mini one, so I’m just gunna post 2 chapters at the same time… this one and chapter 8, hope that evens it out.

Chapter 7: Inner Turmoil

There was a reason no one crossed Hermione when she went on a rampage. Six Gryffindors in particular found this out with first hand experience. Harry was too busy laughing to help Hermione… though she wasn’t the one that needed the help.

Suffice to say, Ron, Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, Seamus, and Dean weren’t going to be meddling in Hemrione’s, or anyone else’s, business again anytime soon.

However, what the six didn’t know was that their plan had worked, in a way. The time Harry spent alone with Hermione made him realize that the more he thought about it, the stronger the feeling was. He was definitely in love. But was it worth putting his heart out there, with the chance of her not returning the same feelings?

Harry was sitting in front of the common room fire in the Head Boy and Girl’s dorm. He had been debating all day on whether or not he should just tell Hermione his feelings.

Potter, you’re being a pansy.

What if I make a fool out of myself though?

How would that be different than what you do now? Running into walls and reading books upside down aren’t exactly things clever people do.

Harry kept considering his options, but finally concluded that he needed to tell Hermione. He decided it would be for the best if he just admitted it; things would be easier… right? Now if he could get that voice to stop insulting him.

Hmm… yea, I’m thinking no.

A/N: to Coolone007… again… I didn’t take your last review as a flame, and even if I wuld have, I wuldn’t have been offended by it, some people like my story, others don’t, that’s just the way it is. I just thought you didn’t understand the way I saw Harry’s character as opposed to how you saw him, so no apology or explanation needed. Besides, that’s what the reviews r for, communication and wut not.

Title: The Trouble With Love Is
Author: jltat
Disclaimer: see chapter 1

A/N: I took part of this from an episode of Friends (best TV show ever btw) so… you can probably find it, its almost word for word in the dialouge

Chapter 7: The Trouble With Love Is

The trouble with love is
It doesn’t care how fast you fall
And you can’t refuse the call
See you got no say at all
- “The Trouble With Love Is”
Kelly Clarkson


They were kissing. Harry pulled Hermione’s waist towards him and they were kissing. She was unbuttoning his shirt as he led her to his bedroom. Once on the bed, Hermione took his glasses off. He began to trail kisses down the side of her neck. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once; her skin felt like it was on fire. Suddenly he pulled away and looked deep into her eyes, his emerald eyes clouded over. She looked up at him and he said, “Hermione, I - “

Her eyes flew open. Just a dream; a cruel dream indeed. She looked at her watch and saw that it was 8; she had decided to take a nap after her last class of the day. Sighing, she rolled out of bed.

Wish that dream was real, eh?

Oh, bugger off.

Touchy touchy, someone is a bit.

Hey, I had a long day of classes and studying!

Oh, yes, ‘studying.’ Is that what you call hiding a magazine inside a book and then staring at the magazine cover for an hour?

... I don’t know what you’re talking about...

Hermione walked into the private common room she shared with Harry, and was surprised to see him sitting there, staring into the fire.

“Hey Hermione,” Harry said as he saw her walking towards him. There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

“What’s wrong, Harry?” Hermoine said, worrying about her friend.

He sighed loudly and then said, “Well you see, there’s this girl...”

Ohh, one of those problems.

“And I like her a lot, she’s smart and beautiful and perfect... but I’m not sure what to say to her and…”

Hermione didn’t like where this conversation was going, but tried her best to listen to what Harry was saying anyway.

“I just don’t want to mess it up, what should I do?” Harry asked, looking at Hermione.

How was she supposed to help him with this? She was the one that was always there for him; it should be her that he was thinking about. After all, she did nothing but think about him after being trapped in a room with him for hours.

Jealous?

Of course I’m not!

Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt...

“Well,” Hermione said, swallowing the lump in her throat, “Does she know how you feel?”

“I don’t think she does, I mean if she did, she’s doing a hell of a job keeping it from me. I want to tell her though, but I’m not sure how I should go about doing it.”

“If you really like her... you would just tell her,” Hermione said, looking like someone just told her that Crookshanks died.

“OK... I need advice though Hermione, I mean, what does a girl like?”

Hermione gulped, she couldn’t believe she was actually telling him this, it was tearing her up.

“Um, I suppose that, a girl likes it when you’re... spontaneous”

Harry looked skeptical, but nodded.

“And she likes it when you just impulsively kiss her, you know, kind of like... soft at first, but then it gets intense,” Hermoine said, thinking back to the kiss in her dream.

“Uh-huh...” Harry said, making Hermione aware that his face was insanely close to hers.

“You sort of just grab her, and, and.,” her voice faltered as she saw Harry’s face hover, inches away from hers.

He cupped her face in his hands and slowly pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was light at first, almost as though his lips weren’t there, but then he pulled her closer to him, and she felt as though her senses were on overload. He pulled away, but his hands were still on her face.

Hermione looked into his eyes for what seemed like ages.

“Spontaneous enough for you?” Harry whispered.

Hermione just gasped. “That girl you were describing... it was me?”

“Of course. It’s always been you, Hermione, it’s just I’ve been so thick, I haven’t realized it until now.” Harry said.

“That’s not all though,” Harry said, he took a deep breath and finished, “I think I’ve fallen in love with you too, Hermione... and it’s OK if you don’t love me, I just needed to let you know.”

“Oh Harry, you silly prat. Of course I love you, I have for a while now.” Hermione said, causing Harry to break out in a goofy grin.

With that, they kissed again. No more words were exchanged; none were needed.

A/N: yea… I reeli don’t like this ending… but there wasn’t any other way I could make it end… sorry for anyone who was expecting something big, and not as sappy, cuz I was definitely thinking of something big, and not sappy… it just didn’t work out that way. As for an epilogue, well I was going to write one, but I don’t think it reeli needs one, but you never no, a thought might strike me at 4 in the morning and I just mite have to write it down.

I am, however, going to be starting on another story, not a funny one tho… well maybe sarcastic funni, but not one like this. It’s going to be more of an angst type thing, but still h/hr, of course. So be on the look out for that and hopefully people will like it as much as this one… preferably more, but wutever. Thanks for reading, hope u enjoyed it.

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Hey everybody, I’ve been debating on whether or not I should write a sequel for The Trouble With Love Is. I’ve had a few people tell me to, but I’m not sure if I should mess with the story. It started out pretty strong, but ended kind of weak… adding a sequel might not be the greatest idea. I wanna know what you guys think though.

So just give me some feedback on whether or not you think I should write a sequel for this and I’ll make a decision based on the general public’s opinion. If it turns out that people want a sequel, I have to warn you, it won’t be posted until after I finish the story that I’m in the middle of writing. Just let me know what you think. Thanks

jltat