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Chapter 4

Actually Nice

Harry and Hermione walked into the house for dinner. Harry sniffed in the tantalizing smell of chicken, mash potatoes, and green beans. He walked into the dinning room and sat near Ron. Hermione sat near Harry. "Nice to see you Harry," Mr. Weasley said as he was placed some mash potatoes on his plate.

"Nice to be here," Harry said politely.

"So I heard your relatives were beating you this summer?" Fred asked innocently.

Harry gave Freed an angry look. "We know how your relatives appreciate your wizardry," Mr. Weasley sad giving Harry a small smile.

"Well as long as you're with us, you're safe," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Mom," George said, "It's not like You Know Who fought Harry there. But did he tell you how he beat up fat Dudley?"

"You know what," Harry said, "I think there is someone who'd greatly like this conversation to be changed." "I wonder who that could be," Ginny said.

For the rest of dinner, Fred and George talked endlessly about their new safe inventions. Harry listened with great wonder as Fred talked about burping pills, constipation pills, farting pills, and much more. But the pills would make you do it more, not less as Mrs. Weasley would've liked.

When it was time to call it a night, Harry stood in front of Hermione in front of Ginny's room. "Good night," Harry said.

"Good night," Hermione smiled, "So you know, I'm scared of the dark."

"Well I would like to keep you company and teach you the dark isn't scary. But we're in the Weasley house and I don't think it's appropriate. But we will do it another time."

"Damn."

"But will this help?" Harry asked kissing Hermione.

Hermione smiled as they broke apart. She kissed Harry again and started to push him to the wall. Harry broke apart and Hermione said, "It did help."

"Good."

"Well good night."

"Good night."

Harry watched Hermione walk into Ginny's room. When the door closed, he walked away and walked into Ron's room. He had to walk to his bed quietly, because Ron was already in bed, snoring his head off. Ron's mouth was wide open and drool was slowly creeping out of his mouth and on to his pillow.

Harry changed into his pajamas and laid in bed immediately falling asleep. Harry was dreaming he was running from someone. Who? Harry didn't know. He also didn't want to stop and look. Harry tried to run faster, but for some odd reason he couldn't. Harry ran into the Great Hall, but he tripped. Harry got up unhurt.

Harry ran into the classroom closest to him. He saw the thing that was chasing him, continue running down the hall. Harry exhaled heavily in relief. "Hi Harry."

Harry spun around and saw a really hot black haired girl in the dimly lit classroom. She was about five foot, four inches. She was wearing blue jeans with a tight whit shirt. "Who are you?" Harry asked.

"You know who I am," She said looking at Harry seductively.

"I really don't know who you are. "

The girl took a step toward Harry. "I've been waiting so long for you."

"Me? Why?"

"You're the only one who can defeat the most feared."

The girl brushed her hand through Harry's messy hair. She placed her fingers in front of Harry's mouth hoping he'd kiss them. "Kiss me?" She asked.

"Excuse me."

"Kiss me. I want to taste you."

"But I have a girl friend."

"Who? Hermione? Do you want to know what she is doing now? She's banging Ron."

"That's not true."

The girl kissed Harry. He felt her tongue move around in his mouth. Harry liked it, so he started to push her to the wall. Harry felt her kissing his neck. Suddenly the classroom door swung open. Voldamort and Malfoy walked in. "Fancy meeting you here," Voldamort sneered, "Malfoy grab the girl."

"No," Harry said adamantly.

He dove and tackled Malfoy to the ground. Malfoy threw Harry off and punched him in the jaw. Harry shoved Malfoy into the wall and kicked him in the stomach. Malfoy gasped and grasped his stomach painfully. Harry punched Malfoy in the face. Malfoy fell on the floor whimpering. Harry grabbed a chair in back of him and was about to hit Malfoy when he heard a shrill scream.

Harry looked and saw Voldamort grabbing the girl." Leave her be," Harry said, "This is between me and you."

"Sorry, no can do."

Voldamort picked her up and threw her across the room. She fell to the floor not moving at all. Harry ran to her fallen body and saw blood oozing out from a huge gash on her head. "No," Harry moaned, ""You killed her. You fucking killed her."

Harry woke up from Hermione shaking his body. "What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"You were having a nightmare."

"I know," Harry said trying to forget the dream, but it was very difficult.

"Let's go downstairs and get a drink. You can tell me about the dream. Maybe I can help."

Harry nodded and got out of bed. He grasped Hermione's hand and walked with her to the kitchen.

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