Will You Think of Me, Harry?
2. Friends Till the End
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Will You Think of Me, Harry?
By Hermione Potter
Chapter 2: Friends Till the End
(NORMAL POV)
Hermione walked into the Great Hall staring at the Ginny and Ron. She saw Harry smile at her and waved her to sit next to him. She smiled weakly but headed over to the other side and sat between Ron and Ginny.
Harry frowned slightly. ‘Why didn’t she sit next to me? She always does,” Harry thought confused.
He watched Hermione cut her chicken and chew it slowly as she spoke with Ginny quietly. Harry’s eyesight disappeared when someone covered his eyes with their warm hands.
“Guess who?” a voice asked.
“Isabelle,” he grinned, turning around and looking at her rosy face.
“You are so smart. Almost as smart as Hermione,” she smiled, tilting her head slightly. Ron rolled his eyes and muttered only so Hermione and Ginny could hear “Slut.” Ginny’s eyes widened.
“Ron!” she shrieked as Hermione giggled. Harry and Isabelle turned to them Ron’s face showing fake modesty.
“What was that?” Harry asked.
“Nothing,” the three said in unison.
Harry shrugged as asked Isabelle if she wanted to eat with them. She accepted eagerly and sat down in the seat he saved for Hermione.
Hermione sighed in sadness and felt Ron’s arm slid across her shoulder, pulling her to him. “It’s gonna be okay. Ginny and I are here for you,” he whispered in her ear. She smiled softly thinking how lucky she was to have friends like them. She felt Ginny squeeze her hand.
“Hermione, do you want us to study with you?” Ron asked sympathetically with Ginny and Neville. She smiled back.
“Really Ron? You asking to study? I thought I’d never see the day!” she laughed lightly.
“Well there’s a first time for everything,” Neville said.
“Thanks. I’d like some company,” she answered, going back to her homework.
“How are you holding up?” Neville asked. She remained quiet for a few seconds.
“A bit all right for now. I should be happy for him. I mean, Isabelle’s the second girlfriend he’s had. I wouldn’t be surprised if he asked her to marry him at graduation. After all, it is in a few weeks,” Hermione replied, not looking up.
“You can’t be serious, Hermione! You’re not going to even try?” Ginny exclaimed.
“Why should I? I can never compete with what she has. She’s gorgeous. And what am I? Plain and ordinary,” she whispered.
“That’s not true. I know for a fact that more than half the kids in school have major crushes on you,” Neville told truthfully.
“Thanks for trying to cheer me up guys, but it’s a lost cause,” Hermione said before Harry walked in.
“Hey guys, what are all of you doing?” he asked.
“Studying,” Ron answered.
“Mind if I join?” Harry smiled.
“Yes,” Ginny said harshly. Harry’s eyes widened his face contorted with hurt.
“Oh. Well, Hermione could I speak with you?” he asked. She nodded numbly following him into their Head common room.
“Are you all right?” Harry asked.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” Hermione lied. Harry frowned.
“You seem different and distant. I was worried,” he replied.
“There’s nothing wrong. And I assure you that if there was, I could handle it on my own,” she scoffed.
“Well if you’re sure. I’m here if you ever need me. Friends till the end?” Harry asked, holding his arms out.
“No. Best friends,” she half-smiled before hugging him.
“I’m always here if you need me. Just come to me and I will always have time for you,” he whispered in her ear.
‘No. You won’t be. You’ll be too busy with Isabelle to realize I’m still alive. As long as you’re happy Harry. I am too,” she thought sadly as she wiped a tear that slid from her eye.
‘Well maybe I won’t be happy, just miserable.’
A/N: Happy birthday to me! I am officially 14 years old!!! GIVE ME REVIEWS AS A BIRTHDAY PRESENT!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOT!
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