Does He Love You?
All along the grounds, no one could hear a sound as a huge group of people stared at the two girls in front of them. One of them had already made a move towards the other one. As they sat and stared at each other, full of hatred, two boys came running up behind the crowd, screaming one of the girls names.
"HERMIONE!! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HECK ARE YOU DOING?!"
One of the girls, who was fairly short and had frizzy brown hair, swirled her head around, facing them.
"Shut up! I'm trying to do something."
She glanced back at the other girl. Her fiery red hair was shining in the moonlight and her eyes were blazing. They were about to have a very heated argument.
"Give me three reasons, Ginny." Hermione stated quite clearly.
Putting her hands on her hips, Ginny glared at her. As the huge crowd watched, Harry and Ron, who were glancing open-mouthed, only could wonder what this whole thing was about.
"Well, for starters," Ginny started, "he asked me out way before he even thought of you. Second, he sure acts like he likes me better. Need I go on?"
Hermione nodded her head. Harry just mentally hit himself. They were fighting over him. Ginny took one look at Harry, then back at Hermione with a smile.
"Thirdly, I'm sure as heck a lot prettier than you."
In a flash, Hermione was lunging at Ginny, knocking them over and sent them wrestling on the ground. They were biting, scratching, and kicking each other with everything they had. When Harry almost couldn't take it anymore, they stopped, but started yelling at each other.
"BUT DOES HE LOVE YOU?" Hermione screamed.
Ginny froze and just watched. Hermione was crying now, falling to her knees and sobbing.
"Does he think of you when he's holding me? Does he whisper all his fantasies to you? Does he even love you like he's been loving me?"
Harry's heart dropped at those words. No one knew Hermione as the romantic type. She was right though. For the past weeks, Harry had been very interested in Hermione. Just they way she walked made him swoon. But as she lay cuddled up on the ground crying her eyes out, something inside him made him crack, and he lost it.
"HERMIONE!! I'M HERE, HERMIONE!! Please stop crying."
He ran up and gathered her in his arms. She sobbed even more in his arms and as Ginny stood near them, she was glaring but at the same time, had a little faith in her eyes added with disappointment.
"I guess your right," Ginny stated, "Besides, I should have known it all along. It was always there. I just never saw it."
As she ushered everyone away from the scene, Harry moved closer to Hermione, whispering to her softly.
"It's okay Hermione. I'm here. I don't want Ginny anymore so don't worry. I need you Hermione, so much that it probably would scare you if I told you. So please, stop crying."
Her crying began to cease and she looked up at him. With so many tears in her eyes they looked black. Letting them roll down her face, she spilled at words.
"Do you really love me? And have you been coming to me at night because you want me? Because if all you needed was a friend, I can be that too."
"Yes, Hermione. I love you."
Pulling her up off the ground, he balanced her on his chest, holding her off the ground and before she even knew it, his lips were pressed against hers making her whole day worthwhile.