What if--
Harry was a girl
Harry sat in the Gryffindor's common room and did his homework for professor Snape in Defence against the dark arts.
He couldn't understand that Dumbledore had given Snape that position, after all these years that he wanted it, and finally he got it! But like Remus said, if Dumbledore trusted him, well then maybe he should do to… There must me something good about Snape -- even if Harry couldn't come up with anything right now.
He sighed and looked up at his two friends who were screaming at each other, which they've been doing the last few hours. Through the shouting Harry thought he could here two words from Hermione: Jealous and childish.
He wondered why they fought all the time, but then, when he saw Ron's red ears, he understood--they liked each other!
Harry wrinkled his eyebrows.
"I wonder what would happen if I was a girl… would Ron have a crush on me?... would we even be friends!"
A girl named Harriet was sitting in the Gryffindor's common room and red a book. The fire cracking in the fireplace and the rain kept splashing against the window.
Harriet was so into her book that she didn't notice a red headed boy walking down the stairs from the boys dormitories.
"Hi!" The boy said.
Harriet jerked and looked up at him.
"Oh Ron, you scared me." She said and smiled.
Ron smiled back and sat down in a red armchair, which was standing opposite the sofa Harriet was half lying in.
She sat and closed her book.
"So what do you want?"
Ron's ear became red as he spoke.
"Nothing… I er… just couldn't sleep."
Harriet giggled.
"You have never been a good liar Ronald."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked.
"Because you ears turn red every time you lie--" Ron blushed "--as they do when you blush." She said with a smirk.
Ron looked down at the floor, his head red as a beetroot.
"Er… well I er…" was all he could come up with.
Harriet laid her book on the coffee table that stood between them and then she stood.
"Tell me the truth Ronald. What do you want?"
She walked towards Ron and looked intense at him with her sparkling green eyes.
Ron swallowed.
"Er… well… I couldn't sleep… so I thought that… maybe… I could come down here and keep you company."
"That's more like it Ron. I do enjoy your company… except that I know you're still lying."
Harriet stood with her back against Ron, looking out the window. Now she turned around and pierced Ronald with her eyes.
"I saw you up there you know… watching me… you've done so the last few hours, the last few days."
Ron blushed even more and he didn't dare to look at Harriet.
"Well I er--"
"What do you fell about Hermione?" Harriet asked before Ron had time to defend himself.
"Wha--what?" Ron asked confused. "Hermione? Well we're just friends…" Ron began.
"Well I know that." Harriet interrupted. "But do you wanna be more then just friends with her?"
Ron looked puzzled at her.
"Well I don't know about that…" he began.
"What about me?" Harriet asked.
Ron bit his lower lip.
"Er… well… we're friends…"
Harriet sighed.
"I do know that Ronald. What I meant is… do you want to be more then just friends with me?"
Ron looked at her with big eyes, like if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Are you hitting on me?"
Harriet took some fast steps towards Ron and sat down at his lap.
"What if I am?"
She pressed her lips against Ron's and drew him closer.
Ron responded to the kiss, and pressed his tongue between Harriet's lips, caressing hers.
"Then it's great…" Ron said when the kiss ended.
Harriet smiled and caressed Ron's left cheek, then she kissed his lips once more. She could feel Ron's' hands on her back and how he drew her closer.
"Mmm… that's good…" she said with a low voice just inches away from Ron's lips.
She lowered her head and kissed Ron's cheek and then she continued to kiss her way down Ron's neck. Her slightly trembling hands started to unbutton the boy's shirt, and for ever button she unbuttoned she gave his chest a kiss.
She looked up at Ron under lowered lashes and smiled.
Ron's eyes were shut and he was breathing with an open mouth. Every now and then he bit his lower lip and gave a moan.
Harriet smirked.
"Does that feel good Ron?" she asked.
Ron nodded faintly.
"Yes it does Harriet… Harrie… Harry? What are you smirking at?" Ron asked.
Harry's eyes focused on his two friends and he felt how he blushed.
"Oh… er… nothing…" He lied.
"But you were sitting there smiling. You must have had something on your mind." Hermione said with a smile and laid her arms over her chest.
Harry blushed.
"Really it was nothing. I'm turning in."
When he went up the stairs Ron and Hermione looked confused after him.
"What was that about?" Ron asked and looked at the girl standing beside him, but she only shook her head and shrugged her shoulders.
--The End--