This Funny Feeling
Chapter two
"Cho, will you listen to me." The line went dead. Harry Potter cursed loudly and stared blankly at the receiver of the phone. He had enough troubles already and now his steady girlfriend was acting strangely.
Cho-chang, Harry's girlfriend ever since their seventh year, claimed that their relationship was getting predictable. Hell! Bloody Hell! Harry walked over to his favorite couch, and slumpched low. What did she mean by time-apart, anyways? What did all women mean by time apart? He gave out a sigh, and closed his eyes wearily.
His stomach gave a growl. Well about time for my midnight snack. Harry Potter extracted a pack of chips from the kitchen, and sat down, deep in thought. There was a faint buzzing at the back of his head.
Their relationship had seen tough times. Cedric Diggory, Their age gap, Cedric Diggory, Voldemort and some more Cedric Diggory. But their love had always conquered all. Well Harry Potter was not going to let a stupid incident ruin their relationship.
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"So really, why have you called me so early in the morning," asked Ginny Weasley again.
"Yes well, it's regarding my Love-Life, or the lack of it," said Hermoine softly.
"Again? I'm having a feeling of Déjà vu. Haven't we had this conversation already?" asked Ginny.
"Yes, but this time, I'm desperate," said Hermoine, waving out to her grouchy neighbor Mrs. Fishbern- who she had just seen prowling in her backyard.
`And yesterday night you weren't?" asked Ginny.
"I was. But I've made a decision today."
"So you're going to join the dating agency after all, aren't you?" asked Ginny excitedly.
`No- prepare yourself. I want a sperm donor," she said. Her announcement was met with utter silence. "Hello- Ginny are you there?" asked Hermoine, blowing air into the Telephone receiver.
"Why are telling me this. You know I can't help you there, I'm a woman for crying out loud," came a soft voice from the other end.
"Ginerva Weasley, I'm not asking you for a sperm donation, I'm talking generally-"said Hermoine.
"Oh. Thank-god".
"I just need your help finding the right donor," said Hermoine.
"Really. Ok. By the way- don't you have some small resolution this year, like losing weight," asked Ginny.
"Yes- Ten pounds," said Hermoine critically examining her reflection in the mirror.
"You know Hermoine; your treadmill's a waste. It's just kept there all day….." said Ginny her voice trailing off.
"Why does everything have to do with my weight?" asked Hermoine, pouting at her reflection in the kitchen mirror.
"Hello- flashback my dear. You used to laugh at Pansy's work-out regiment didn't you?" reminded Ginny. "And now you are the one in need of loosing all those extra pounds."
"Its not like I'm fat you know……In fact I don't know that I am" said Hermoine, frustrated.
"Ok alright. Forget it. Don't start all that crying now. Tell me how can I help you?" asked Ginny with a sigh.
"I want to have a long term relationship, a meaningful relationship, before I go in for the Artificial insemination," said Hermoine, seriously frowning at Mrs. Fishbern, who was plucking roses out of Hermoine's back yard.
"Whatever happened to my brother?" asked Ginny.
"Oh please. He's too….umm goofy. And anyways, he's too busy with Luna Lovegood right now," said Hermoine.
"That's one down. What about the boy who refuses to die and get a new girlfriend?" asked Ginny, referring to her own one time crush.
"Still going strong with Cho-"said Hermoine, still bothered about Mrs. Fishbern's nasty habits.She bent low, to see Mrs. Fishbern pluck out another rose bud.
"We could get him to break-up with her," said Ginny suggestively.
This brought Hermoine's attention back to the conversation. "That would be totally cruel. Plus I don't look at him in that way at all," said Hermoine.
"Hey, there's this guy at work called Smith, he'd be perfect for you," said Ginny.
"Really?" asked Hermoine unsure.
"Totally. I'll speak to him today itself. Now go get dressed, and send over some roses for aunty Ginny," said Ginny cheerfully.
"I doubt Mrs. Fishbern has left any….."
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Harry Potter walked into the pub and looked carefully around for any sign of Cho or any of her giggly little friends. Gosh, why couldn't all girl be like Hermoine, no non-sense and intelligent. Wait a sec where'd that come from?
"Coast's clear mate," said a deep voice to his left, stopping the flow of thoughts in Harry's head. Harry turned to see Ron Weasley grinning at him.
"How are you mate?" asked Harry, giving Ron a high five.
"Yup, I'm fine," he said, although the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"What happened? Things not looking up with Lovegood?" asked Harry, leading to their usual table in the corner.
"Women. They're just so stubborn." Said Ron, taking a seat opposite to Harry.
"All women are stubborn, that's fact one in the book," said Harry, waving his hand, to indicate their usual orders. Every second of January they met up here, to discuss their lives and resolutions. Hermoine had always been present, but since the last one year, she had preferred to avoid such meetings that often revolved around Quidditch and Women.
"There's a book," asked Ron, scratching his head in confusion.
"No-no mate. I was joking. Honestly Ron, are things that bad?" asked Harry.
"She says I'm insensitive and should consider counseling," said Ron, taking a small sip of the butter beer the waiter had placed on their table.
"And what did you tell her," asked Harry, taking a sip himself.
"I told her to look up the meaning of insensitive," said Ron shaking his head in anger.
"Ron mate, that's no way to talk to a woman. You have to make eye-contact in a situation like this, and maybe give her a good snog or diamond," said Harry winking at Ron.
"Why don't you and Hermoine write that book?" asked Ron, taking another sip.
"Which book?" asked Harry, shifting, so that the waiter could place their orders on the table?
"Understanding things woman do," said Ron loudly. Almost all the men in the café turned in their direction, as Ron gave them a small embarrassed smile.
"Hey, that's not my department. And you're forgetting I have my troubles too," said Harry bitterly.
"Yeah, same old story. So tell me, what's new with Hermoine," asked Ron, taking a huge bite of his burger.
"Before or after Victor Krum?" asked Harry.
"No really, what was it between them?" asked Ron.
"Beats me. But I heard they just broke up," said Harry, taking a bite of his own burger.
"And he's still sending her customised postcards?" asked Ron, with a raise of his eyebrows.
"He always was a slow learner," said Harry, as they both laughed heartily.
"She'll probably hook up with a Muggle manager and have kids in two years…" said Ron. Only he didn't know how wrong he was?
A/n - and there is it- another chapter my dearies!!!I know it has been a long wait- but please forgive this small negligence on my part. Review!
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