She sat under the old oak tree. She was very tired and she needed to talk to Blake. She liked Blake. She really did.. How is it that every time she liked a guy, he liked someone else. It's weird and random.... In so many ways. She sat there, thinking. She wanted so bad to get up and go to Hogsmeade, but she knew that she didn't have the courage to do that. So, she stayed there, and a tear or two came... She held in the rest.