Harry swore under his breath as he glanced around the room, searching for something he could possibly give her. Harry and Hermione had been a steady couple for about three years now, ever since second year.
"And she certainly deserved something better than anything I could find in this room!" He thought with disgust as he tossed a pair of Ron's underwear to the side.
Harry glanced at his watch again and made a decision. He would make a quick trip down to Hogsmeade and pick Hermione up something there. Knowing he would have to hurry or he would be late, Harry grabbed his invisability cloak and ran out through the portrait hole. He turned quickly into another corridor and smacked right into some first years. They had just come from the grounds, probably from Care of Magical Creatures. All of Harry's books that he had been carrying, his sack of galleons, and his invisability clock flew out of his hands and into the crowded hallway.
"Damn!" Harry yelled loudly, as the first years looked at him in a frightened manner and dodged around him. Harry quickly gathered his books up, but as he reached for his copy of "Hogwarts, A History" something glittering on the floor caught his eye. He carefully picked it up, dangling it between his fingers. It was a necklace, and a pretty one at that. It had a slender golden chain, and a shimmering crimson hollow heart crystal. Although it was old, it appeared to be in very good condition. Harry looked around to see if the owner of it was near-by,but the corridor was deserted.
"Perfect!" thought Harry cheerfully, " This solves my problem! Hermione will love it!" Slipping it in his pocket, Harry headed back towards the Gryffindor common room, humming happily.
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Omg omg omg.............. Hermione was lost for words as she stared at the page in front of her. Earlier that day, Ron had been scribbling furiously in a small book, and he wouldn't let anyone see it. As they were walking back to the CR, a peice of parchment fell out of it. Hermione, being the curious person she was had picked it up and slipped it into her bottle-green cloak and waited until she was in the safety of her roon to read it:
Journal
Im not sure I can take this much longer. Seeing Harry and Hermoine together is almost killing me. I dont think either of them suspect, but thats' because Ive been trying my hardest to hide it. Heck, I've had three years to practice, havne't I? I just keeping thinking about Hermione, wishing she was in MY arms, wishing she wanted me instead of that prat. But thats the hardest part. Harry isn't a prat, he is my best friend. And for his sake, I cant do anything about this. It wouldn't be right. Well, I have to go, I need to get back to the common room before dinner.
Ron Weasley
Hermione just blinked.
" How could I never have noticed?????!!!" she thought, still in shock.
"Could I really be THAT blind?"
But then she thought back to all of the little things she never payed attention, and they seemed to come together: the undescribable look on Ron's face whenever she and Harry were being paticulary lovy-dovy, the times she caught Ron looking at her, but he quickly turned away, the almost slight bitterness in his voice when he told her where to find Harry.................... It all made since now.
" But now that I know............" Hermione thought miserably,"What should I do about it?"
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!!!!!!!
The shrill sound from her alarm watch made her jump. She glanced at it, and saw the little hand pointing at "Meet Harry".
" Oh, thats right!" she thought. It was Hermoine's birthday that day, and she and Harry were meeting down in the common room, probably so he could give her her gift. Hermioine stuffed the piece of parchment in her pocket, and flew down the stairs to meet Harry.
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