1 It's gonna be me 3
By ~*Angel*~
A/N:Hi everyone. I want to get out a B-I-G thanx for the reviews...I love getting reviews. I think every writer does. Another thanks for Pottergirl, my beta reader. She's the one who reads my stuff before you get to see it and she is so kind to get out all my stupid mistakes...Big hug for pottergirl...^_^
Okay, that's enough now...I'll shut up and go on with the story...Have fun! And R&R please...
Hermione smiled an evil smile and leaned forward to give Ron a kiss, the shortest of all possible kisses. He tried to return it, but she quickly turned around, laughed evilly and started to leave in the direction of Gryffindor tower. Ron just stood there, sulking and saying in a voice that resembled that of a four-year old boy whose lollipop had been stolen.
"Herm! That is not fair! Come back!"
Ginny, only four meters away, had her own problems. She still couldn't believe what she had done. She started realising what had happened. She had hit Harry. But why? Oh yeah! He had been stupid. Yeah that's logical. No actually it wasn't but who cares.
She stammered an "I'm sorry" and quickly turned to leave. When she reached the top of the staircase she turned around.
To her surprise, her brother wasn't there anymore. That was odd. But she didn't really care. Then her gaze rested on Harry who desperately tried to run up the stairs. It was a hard task for someone who was drunk for the first time in his life. He looked so helpless that she went back down and helped him. When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, she recited the password. She had some trouble to get him through the common room without hurting him or herself. She was relieved to see that the common room was empty except for a few first years who were sleeping in some of the chairs. She brought Harry up to his dormitory door and tried to open it. But it was locked. Why on earth was it locked??!! She got out her wand and murmured: "Alohomora!". The opening spell. Much to her dislike, it didn't work. "Harry!" No answer. She tried again. "Harry, why is the door locked?"
Again, he just looked up at her, smiling a weak smile. That was when Ginny heard her brother's voice from inside.
"Wow Herm! That's not fair! Don't flee from me again!" Then she heard a laugh from Hermione. "Come and get me!"
She didn't really want to know what was going on in there. She looked down at Harry. "So, I can leave you here for the whole night or I can take you with me? What do you think?" She didn't really expect an answer.
"Hmm..." was all she got as a response. "Okay then. You're NOT going to puke in my bed! You're not going to give stupid comments. And you're not going to complain. Do you get it? If you do any of these things, I will kick you straight out of my dormitory and you can spend the whole night in the common room, okay?"
"Hmm..."
He didn't even try to walk alone. Ginny half carried, half pulled him to her dormitory.She v-e-r-y silebtly opened the door and lokked in. All curtains were closed...'okay then' she thought, and opened the door wider, so that harry could..."walk" in.
"Sit down on this bed. And don't move." She told him,in a whisper, while picking up a few clothes and books and shoving them into her trunk.
"Now get some sleep." He pulled up his legs straight away and laid his head on her pillow.
"Wait, Harry!" Ginny said harshly.
"You cannot sleep with these on," she said pointing on his shoes.
"Then pull them off," was his muffled answer. So, she pulled off his shoes.
"You forgot my robes..." Harry said silently, in a sleepy voice. She stared at him for a few seconds. Then she walked over to the side of her bed. While she pulled off his dress robes, she mumbled: "Oh my god, I'm actually doing this...Mum I'm sorry...I'm actually doing this," and tossed them aside. He then started to open his jeans.
"Harry!" she shouted and turned away. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked, blushing deeply.She desperately wished that none of her roommates had awoken, because of her screaming. "I'm...getting...reaady...for *hicks*...bed," he answered. She ran into the bathroom and locked the door. She returned in her own night gown. Harry had pulled the blanket round himself and she could only see one of his bare arms. Lowering her gaze, she saw his T-shirt lying on the side of the bed. She walked over to his side, took the blanket, that was always laid aside her bed, on the floor, and crawled into the bed too. She caught Harry's smell, and was asleep, before her head had barely hit the pillow.
To be continued.
By ~*Angel*~
A/N:Hi everyone. I want to get out a B-I-G thanx for the reviews...I love getting reviews. I think every writer does. Another thanks for Pottergirl, my beta reader. She's the one who reads my stuff before you get to see it and she is so kind to get out all my stupid mistakes...Big hug for pottergirl...^_^
Okay, that's enough now...I'll shut up and go on with the story...Have fun! And R&R please...
Hermione smiled an evil smile and leaned forward to give Ron a kiss, the shortest of all possible kisses. He tried to return it, but she quickly turned around, laughed evilly and started to leave in the direction of Gryffindor tower. Ron just stood there, sulking and saying in a voice that resembled that of a four-year old boy whose lollipop had been stolen.
"Herm! That is not fair! Come back!"
Ginny, only four meters away, had her own problems. She still couldn't believe what she had done. She started realising what had happened. She had hit Harry. But why? Oh yeah! He had been stupid. Yeah that's logical. No actually it wasn't but who cares.
She stammered an "I'm sorry" and quickly turned to leave. When she reached the top of the staircase she turned around.
To her surprise, her brother wasn't there anymore. That was odd. But she didn't really care. Then her gaze rested on Harry who desperately tried to run up the stairs. It was a hard task for someone who was drunk for the first time in his life. He looked so helpless that she went back down and helped him. When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, she recited the password. She had some trouble to get him through the common room without hurting him or herself. She was relieved to see that the common room was empty except for a few first years who were sleeping in some of the chairs. She brought Harry up to his dormitory door and tried to open it. But it was locked. Why on earth was it locked??!! She got out her wand and murmured: "Alohomora!". The opening spell. Much to her dislike, it didn't work. "Harry!" No answer. She tried again. "Harry, why is the door locked?"
Again, he just looked up at her, smiling a weak smile. That was when Ginny heard her brother's voice from inside.
"Wow Herm! That's not fair! Don't flee from me again!" Then she heard a laugh from Hermione. "Come and get me!"
She didn't really want to know what was going on in there. She looked down at Harry. "So, I can leave you here for the whole night or I can take you with me? What do you think?" She didn't really expect an answer.
"Hmm..." was all she got as a response. "Okay then. You're NOT going to puke in my bed! You're not going to give stupid comments. And you're not going to complain. Do you get it? If you do any of these things, I will kick you straight out of my dormitory and you can spend the whole night in the common room, okay?"
"Hmm..."
He didn't even try to walk alone. Ginny half carried, half pulled him to her dormitory.She v-e-r-y silebtly opened the door and lokked in. All curtains were closed...'okay then' she thought, and opened the door wider, so that harry could..."walk" in.
"Sit down on this bed. And don't move." She told him,in a whisper, while picking up a few clothes and books and shoving them into her trunk.
"Now get some sleep." He pulled up his legs straight away and laid his head on her pillow.
"Wait, Harry!" Ginny said harshly.
"You cannot sleep with these on," she said pointing on his shoes.
"Then pull them off," was his muffled answer. So, she pulled off his shoes.
"You forgot my robes..." Harry said silently, in a sleepy voice. She stared at him for a few seconds. Then she walked over to the side of her bed. While she pulled off his dress robes, she mumbled: "Oh my god, I'm actually doing this...Mum I'm sorry...I'm actually doing this," and tossed them aside. He then started to open his jeans.
"Harry!" she shouted and turned away. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked, blushing deeply.She desperately wished that none of her roommates had awoken, because of her screaming. "I'm...getting...reaady...for *hicks*...bed," he answered. She ran into the bathroom and locked the door. She returned in her own night gown. Harry had pulled the blanket round himself and she could only see one of his bare arms. Lowering her gaze, she saw his T-shirt lying on the side of the bed. She walked over to his side, took the blanket, that was always laid aside her bed, on the floor, and crawled into the bed too. She caught Harry's smell, and was asleep, before her head had barely hit the pillow.
To be continued.