A Love Story At Hogwarts (Year 1)

A fight again!?

Harry buried his face in the pillow and turned over. Hermione's laugh was still echoing in his mind. Her face was still imprinted in his mind.

'Ah! Let me sleep!' Harry's muffled voice said. But images kept coming to his mind the whole night.

Harry opened his eyes slowly and saw Hermione standing there, laughing with her hand on her stomach. And she was wearing a T-shirt.

'Did you- did you- look at your face, oh!' said Hermione, laughing, 'Was this normal for you?'

'That was not funny, Hermione. Not at all!' said Harry, who was entirely red by now.

'I came here to apologize to you and you're pranking me?' said Harry , waiting for Hermione to stop laughing.

'Come on, Hermione! I am serious.' said Harry.

'Okay, alright' said Hermione, pulling up a serious face, but she was still laughing from within.

'Okay. Here goes. I am sorry.' said Harry. Hermione burst out laughing again.

'What's so funny about this?' said Harry.

'Nothing' said Hermione, laughing even harder, 'Just get out, Harry. I'll die lauhging as long as your stupid face is in front of me.'\

'Alright! I've had enough!' said Harry and tried thinking about something else.

'Think about Ron. Your best friend, Ron' said Harry. A video of Ron played in his mind.

'C'mon Harry! You were looking at Hermione. Did you see how you were standing. Like you were going to jump from here. You were staring at Hermione.' said Ron. Harry could not hide his smile.

'Look, you're blushing now.' said Ron.

'I am not blushing!' said Harry, blushing even harder.

'You like her, don't you?' asked Ron.

'What? No! Ew! Gross! Disgusting! Terri-' Harry saw Ron raising his eyebrows. He knew there was no point of lying to him now.

'I-Ron. Honestly, even I don't know.' he said, 'I just feel myself staring at her all the time, but I am not sure I like her.'

'D'you think about her all the time?' asked Ron.

'Yes'

'D'you have butterflies when she comes near you?'

'Yes'

'Do you try to look nice all the time?'

'Yes'

'D'you fell like talking to her but feel hesitated?'

'Yes'

'D'you look for her everywh-

'Ugh! Not her, again! Think about something else. Something else!' said Harry to himslef as he buried his face in his hands. But nothing could keep him from thinking about Hermione. Nothing could keep him from thinking about the way she walked, the way she talked, the way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she read, the way she touched, the way she bit her lip, the way she shouted, the way she scowled.

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'Merlin, Harry!' said Ron, 'Look at those dark circles.'