Hinata walked towards Ichiraku Ramen, well aware that given the time of day it was more than likely that Harry would be having himself a meal. It wasn't that she stalked him or anything, but his routine was fairly easy to predict.
Just as she had assumed, Naruto was sitting at the bar with a pile of empty bowls for company. "N-Naruto," she said timidly, trying her best to steel her emotions.
This was only made more difficult by the fact that Naruto failed to notice her there.
"Umm, Naruto," she said, her voice raising by several decibels but still not enough to be heard over the sound of his slurping.
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