Your magic • Emma Watson

[004]

"Are you trying to tell me that Ron Weasley kissed a girl in front of you just out of jealousy?" I say puzzled.

"For the first time I do not know what to do," he says, crying before my arms, only the attachment to me, trying to give him all my support in a blaze, I see Harry peering out and looking at me worried, I just move my lips without making a noise, saying " "He nods and retreats.
I had never seen Hermione so broken in my life, I even preferred that Hermione to scold the three of us for not recording the matter or doing our homework at the last minute; I shattered to see her in that state the best was to encourage her but did not know how, until I saw how a certain redhead was peeking.

"Let's try it anyway." She separates herself from me. She looks at me strangely before she asks me something. She respects her lips, still knowing that she would lose, but anything for her happiness.

I alone condemn

She never followed the rhythm of my lips had stopped paralyzed And who not? Not every day your best friend kisses you. Notice how Ron retired furiously everything had gone well.

-You are better? I ask, she nods her eyes.