Handling Glass | ✔

Chapter Eight

Haha Toms face! I know this isn't Romione but I love it! 👆

The rest of the week seemed to go by fast and it was Friday before I knew it. I shoved through my wardrobe frantically, trying to find something to wear. I have no idea what to wear. Do I wear something fancy or casual? Bright colours or dark colours? Jewellery of no jewellery? I had no idea and it's not like Harry or Ron could help me. I settled on something casual; some jeans and a t shirt. I was only going to The Three Broomsticks after all. After I had put on a bit of make up and checked myself all over in the mirror I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.
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Nerves stabbed at my stomach as I approached the old pub, the sign swinging. I took a deep breath and pushed at the door. I searched the room looking for him when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Kyle. He beamed at me, he had spiked his hair up and it somehow made his brown eyes look even more mesmerising. He draws me into a hug and the warmth of his touch sent butterflies to my stomach, I couldn't help but think that it wasn't like Ron. He gave me tingles and goosebumps when he touched me. Kyle didn't. I shrugged this thought off and sat down in a booth opposite him.
"So, how are you?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm good I guess. You?" He nodded. The waitress came over and we ordered two butter beers.
"Want to play 20 questions?" He smirked after a moments silence. I laughed. "Sure."
"Movies or books?"
"Books" I answered immediately.
"Should have guessed." He scoffed.
"Batman or Spider-Man?"
"Batman."
"Potions or charms?"
"Both." He laughed.
"You can't pick both!"
"Hmph, fine... Charms. Food or drink?"
"Food."
"Sunrise or sunset?"
"Sunrise." The night went on like this and by the end of it I could tell you his whole life story. We talked, we laughed, and I actually had fun and I haven't had much of that since the battle. Let me tell you now it was not 20 questions, more like 100.
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"Well thank you Hermione, I've enjoyed tonight." He smirked as we stopped in the common room.
"Thank you I had great fun." I smiled back. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. He smirked again.
"I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled and he headed up to his room. I just stood there. I was waiting for the shock, the tingles or the butterflies, but they never came and I found myself thinking for the second time that night; not like Ron.
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