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Chapter 5

Harry woke up to find himself in his Head Boy dormitory. His clock read 6.30am and he was up early. After changing into his Hogwarts attire, which he found in the wardrobe, and carefully tugging in his lightsaber, he headed downstairs. He pressed his ear to the door of his dormitory and did not hear a single sound. Phew. He did not want to face Hermione just yet. Last night was a complete disaster. He did not know how it happened. True, he could feel other people's emotions but he could block it off too.

"Maybe it was just too much for me." he thought.

Flashback

"Where did you go Harry? Why did you just leave without even telling anyone?" Hermione asked, her eyes still not leaving his. They were sitting on the couch now.

"I went for Jedi training. Apparently Voldemort is a sith," Harry quietly answered and this time, he tore his gaze away from hers.

He couldn't meet her eyes. He could feel all her emotions, a new-found power he found himself very good at recently. Her emotions were too much for him that he found himself struggling to shut himself away from her but his efforts were in vain.

It was far too much. He could not take it anymore. Everything was flooding into him. Anger, worry, despair etc. Suddenly, he found himself exploding. He screamed and collapsed onto the floor, clutching his head.

Hermione, whose eyes were watching him all these time, was shocked. She knelt beside and slowly reached out to touch him.

As fast as he could, he sprang up and ran up to his Head Boy Dormitory, leaving Hermione kneeling there, looking up the Head Boy staircase.

End of flashback

He walked to the Great Hall with many people looking and whispering at him. Harry sighed and shook his head. How he hated attention.

"Funny, I thought I was up early. How come there are already so many students walking around?" he thought.

"Probably just to catch a glimpse of me." Harry decided afterwards as many students there were so excited to see him and the girls were all squealing.

As he continued his journey to the Great Hall, Harry found himself getting increasingly irritated by the attention he was getting.

He walked into the Great Hall and found all the heads turning to his direction. Harry looked down the Gryffindor table and found Hermione sitting there. Much to his surprise, Ron was there too, waving at him.

He forced a smile.

"Great. How stupid of me to even think that Hermione Granger would sleep in."

He walked down to where Ron and Hermione were sitting. Ron stood up and enveloped him in a brotherly hug. He faintly heard Malfoy saying," Oh! How touching!"

"Mum would be so happy to see you!" Ron told him. "You know. We all believe you did not get captured by Vol- You-Know-Who's cronies. You merely just disappeared and would come back. That's what we tell Hermione all the time." He quietly added. In spite of his efforts to not make his comment heard by her, Harry saw her tip of her ears turning red.

"You know, we have been so worried about you. Where did you go?" Ron asked.

"Long story. Tell you sometime later." Harry answered him, his gaze still locked on Hermione's head.

He was made to sit down beside Hermione by Ron, who insisted that he told him the whole story now.

"I don't care how long it is! Just tell me! I'm dying to know!" Oh. How typical of Ron.

Harry ignored him and kept stealing glances at Hermione. Ron's voice seems to become softer and softer until he heard, "Oh yes. Did you hear that there's a ball this Christmas? It's supposed to be held at Coruscant."

"Really!" Harry turned to face Ron.

"Yea. We must be fast in getting our dates this time Harry. Although I must say girls will be queuing up for you so no worries for you. And Hermione of course." He kept shooting glances at Hermione while saying that and Harry knew that he wanted to ask her. Of course, which bloke would not want to ask her?

He, of course, was dying to ask her. However, he had no courage to.

"Damn the Gryffindor courage!" Harry thought angrily.

The bell rang and Hermione quickly walked out of the Great Hall. Under normal circumstances, she would accompany them. However, this was not under normal circumstances.

He quickly followed her. Apparently, Ron hadn't manage to scrape an 'O' in his Potions. Quickly making his way to the ever familiar dungeons, he found himself surrounded by the musty smell.

He made his way to the seat next to Hermione, who shifted uncomfortably when she knew of his presence.

"Hi" was all Harry could say.

However, that was drowned by the greasy git opening and slamming the dungeon door. He appeared to be in a very bad mood.

Harry however, smirked, remembered last night's events in which he had embarrassed him in front of the whole school.

"So, our celebrity decides to return from his game of hide-and-seek. Many of us had been worried sick about him while he was enjoying himself, hiding himself from everyone. Or is it that Potter had finally begun to fear the Dark Lord and decided to go into hiding like a coward?" Snape smirked.

That was it.

Despite his desperate attempts to remember his master's words, he let his emotions get the better of him.

However, when he wanted to sprang up from his seat and attack the greasy git in any possible means, he found himself in control when a pair of delicate hands held on to him. Hermione's.

He turned and looked at her while she blushed and removed her hands from his.

Afterwards, despite Snape's several attempts in making him go out of control, Harry found himself ignoring Snape but found himself stealing glances at Hermione, again.

The bell rang and the class began to fill out of the classroom. Harry waited for Hermione outside the classroom and when she saw him, she began to walk faster until she bumped into Joshua Banks, new captain of Ravenclaw's quidditch team. It was rumoured that he nearly made it to Head Boy but because of Harry, he stayed as senior prefect.

Joshua Banks was good-looking, like Harry, meaning lots of girls are queuing up for him for the ball too.

"Hi!" he said cheerfully to Hermione. It appeared that he was nervous about something.

"Hi!" Hermione said. The bump had knocked the wind out of her. She was very uncomfortable to the fact that Harry was there, watching her.

Joshua Banks was oblivious to the fact that Harry was there. He was too caught up with Hermione that he failed to notice the tall and handsome Harry Potter was standing there, watching.

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Ok. That's for now… I'll update sometime later. I'm currently editing my next chapter. Review!