I think I wanna marry you!

Savannah Rose Richelle, the nerdy, bubbly, positive girl.

Harry James Potter, the seeker, popular, perfect guy.

What could go wrong?

Savannah has had a crush on Harry since she first laid eyes on him. It's third year now, and romance is blooming everywhere. Will Savannah get to Harry before the most popular girl in the year?


17. Liar, liar....

Savannah's POV

Tears swam in and out of my eyes all week as I recalled what I saw in the classroom. Dean kept trying to talk to me. We had been dating for months. How could he do something like that and still expect me to come back?

"Savannah?" A voice jarred into my thoughts. I looked up. Hermione was standing there.

"Hello Mione," I said softly.

"Vannah... You should tell Harry," Mione said impatiently.

I shook my head. Mione was the only one I told the full story to. Nobody else knew that Dean had been snogging Bailey. Harry and Bailey were still dating because of it. Mione sighed and grabbed my arm. She dragged me off. I didn't struggle or try to escape her grasp. I didn't care.

"I will return you to your happy self, Savannah," Mione stated as she kept going.

Soon enough we were standing behind Harry. He was talking to Neville completely oblivious to our presence. Neville saw us and spun Harry around to face is before walking down the corridor. Harry gazed at us expectantly.

"Harry," said Mione softly tapping her foot, "Vannah has something she needs to tell you."

Harry and Hermione turned to me. I gulped. Harry looked at me growing impatient.

"W-well...umm...I really don't want to be the one to tell you this but....B-Bailey is c-cheating on you with D-Dean..." I said nervously.

Harry gazed at me a moment before bursting out in laughter. I looked at him thunderstruck. I swallowed tears as he surfaced and faced me.

"Bailey was right you are desperate to date me. I never thought you, of all people, would lie so that someone would date you. Wasn't Dean enough?" He said smirking

I stood there frozen.

"I would never....I can't believe you think I'd stoop that low..." I whispered with tears running down my face.

I heard Mione yelling at Harry as I ran to the common room. I face planted into my sheets before letting out a wail. I heard Fred and George's confused voices, than their footsteps walking towards the stairs. Soon there was a crash and scream. I knew that they had tried to get to her before the stairs turned to a slide and they had been forced back. Minutes later I heard the door open. My body was still racking with sobs as Mione sat on the end of my bed.

Harry's POV

I don't know what made me say it. It just came out. I wondered if what Savannah said was true. I remember Bailey telling me she was going for a study group. I pulled out the Mauraders Map and scanned it for Bailey. What I saw made my heart drop. Bailey, Dean, Seamus, and someone named Hailee. I rushed towards the classroom they were using. I peeked in and saw Dean pushing Bailey into a wall. At first I thought Bailey was trying to get away, but she wrapped her arms around him and turned pushing him into the wall before snogging him. My heart broke. Savannah was right. I turned on my heel and ran for the common room. I knew I had to make it up to Savannah if it was the last thing I did.

Savannah's POV

Hermione just sat at the end of my bed, not talking. She knew all I needed was for her to be there. I eventually sat up and wiped my nose on my sleeve. My eyes were red and puffy, and my throat was raw from crying. I smiled weakly at Mione. She smiled back. I leaned forward and hugged her tightly.

"Thank you," I whispered in her ear.

She just nodded. We both walked down to the common room. I rubbed my eyes as we descended the stairs. The twins were instantly by my side. I hugged them both tightly. I desperately tried to stop to wave of tears to no avail. They were finally going to see me cry. Tears flowed rapidly down my face as I buried my head into George's chest and Fred hugged me from behind. Hermione filled them in on what happened as we sat down a a couch. I was still sniffling when Harry entered the common room. He looked like he had shed some tears too. No one else had noticed him yet. I stood up and walked up past him. My shoulder hit his. Not hard, just gently brushed his. He suddenly whipped around and grabbed my arm. Now, the other had noticed him and were hurrying up. As Harry started speaking, I prayed for a miracle.

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