Harry Potter and The Twisted Laws

Something Odd

The next day's breakfast was interesting.

As Harry drank some pumpkin juice, he felt odd. Really odd.

Why does he feel a sudden attraction to Romilda Vane?

She was looking expectantly at him, as if waiting for him to make a move.

Her beautiful black hair was up in a ponytail, and her dark eyes were shimmering.

But still, he felt odd, really odd, as if something wasn't just right.

He looked around and sure enough, there was an angel sitting beside him. One of her hands clasped in his, their fingers interlocked. The angel was talking to Hermione, something about charms.

Her red hair were wonderful. The sunlight coming from the high windows complimented her skin, as if she was the only real thing in the world. Her beautiful freckles shine in the sunlight. And then she turned around, Harry's heart froze at the beauty of those eyes. He could stare in those honey globes for the whole of his life. She smiled at him, her smile, oh so wonderful. He felt like he could do anything to make her smile. She turned back to Hermione and he felt his heart sink, he wanted to see those eyes so badly.

He looked down at her hand that was so firmly clasped in his. There was a wonderful ring on her ring finger.

Harry's heart sinked to the depths of his stomach, this heavenly goddess was engaged.

But she was holding his hand, could this mean? Somehow, can she be his fiancée?

Yet, he didn't know her name.

He decided to evesdrop her conversation with Hermione, hoping to catch her name.

"Well he can't just be perfect Ginny, no one is." Hermione said.

'Ginny', such a wonderful name. So beautiful.

"But he is Hermione, he is!" She argued back.

Who was the 'he', he didn't know, but his heart sank.

"But I know Harry, I have known him for years, he isn't perfect." Hermione argued back.

Were they talking about him? His heart returned back in his chest, it was beating faster than it had ever done. They were talking about him.

"You don't know him the way I do. He is perfect!" Ginny said with a dreamy expression.

He could just turn this beauty around and kiss her but then, what about Romilda?

He turned back to her, she was looking at him with a confused expression. He felt attracted to her but not in a way he did to the lady beside him.

He closed his eyes, confused beyond measure, when he heard a voice he never did before.

"Hello Harry!" An excited girl said.

He opened his eyes to see her but she wasn't there.

"I am in your head silly!" The girl said, laughing. She had a nice laugh.

"Who are you?" Harry thought stupidly.

"Your guide, you can call." The girl answered.

"Huh?"

"I don't have time to explain, I am here for work." Her voice suddenly became business-like.

"What work?" Harry was confused.

"Reason 7845256 you aren't a Ravenclaw" she muttered to herself. "To tell you what is going on, idiot!"

Harry sighed. "Then tell!" He thought.

"First, yes, you are engaged to Ginny."

Harry felt delighted, as if he had achieved something he had been wanting for years...

"Second, Romilda is an absolute bitch and you have absolutely no feelings for her."

"But then -?" He asked that unknown person, who told him maybe the best news.

"Romilda fed you Amortentia, you dolt!"

"But - but how?"

"Harry! What did you learn in potions yesterday?" The girl asked.

"Potions-" Harry thought for a moment, "Amortentia!" He exclaimed in his mind.

"Very well. You are using your brain now, do that more often." The girl said. "Now ask Hermione if she has the antidote."

"But why will she have?"

"She likes taking precautions, now are you going to ask her or should I do?" The girl said.

"Hermione?" Harry asked suddenly.

He saw Romilda paying attention, he dropped his voice.

"Yes?" Hermione replied.

"Do you...er...have an antidote to Amortentia?"

Hermione looked at him confused then began rummaging in her bag for something.

Harry turned his attention to the girl that had attracted her even in the effects of the most powerful love potion.

"Romilda fed me." He whispered to her, feeling brave enough to place a strand of her loose hair, behind her ear.

"But then -?" She asked, confused yet smiling.

"You charmed me once again." Harry kissed her.

Hermione coughed. "Harry, the antidote..."

They broke apart. Hermione was holding a vial of transparent liquid. He took it and drank it up in one swig.

"My work is done" the girl's voice filled his brain.

"Thanks." Harry thought, "but what's your name?"

A girl with small black hair, a bit messy, wearing a smile and round glasses emerged from the darkness in his mind. Her eyes were dark, dark brown, almost Black.

"I wanted to meet you." She said then shook her head. "I am - I can't tell you my name." She gave him a bitter smile. "Sorry."

"But - there should be something I should call you by!" Harry said.

She smiled. "Harriet." She took a small pause. "That's what my friends call me by."

"Right." Harry answered, still confused.

She disappeared.

Harry stared into nothingness for a few minutes, then turned to Ginny. "I love you." He said to her.

"I love you too." Ginny answered. She knew something was on his mind, but couldn't understand, not even using the bond she could peek in his mind now.

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This is a different type of chapter.

Different than I thought months back.

I hope you liked it.

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Yours,

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