AN: Sorry bout the wait :( still dealing with computer virus and started picking up hours at work and a ton of homework. I swear Teachers delibertly try to ruin our lives! :) Tell me what you think Comment! Next chapter is DRACO! I promise

CHAPTER 7 :)

The air was hot and humid in the chambers where Voldemort was sitting, but he did not show his discomfort, instead he just sat on his thrown drumming his evil fingers on the arm rest. Though on the outside he looked calm and uncaring, on the inside he was getting very impatient. He wanted those pictures of his future wife, and he wanted them now. He new it was only logical that Severus wouldn't be able to get him the photos that fast, but he was Lord Voldemort! He always got what he wanted when he wanted.

He almost smiled when he heard the screech of Severus's eagle, almost. Quickly he grabbed the thick envelope and opened it, grabbing the stack of pictures and looking at the first ones. Then something strange happened. His breathed stopped when he saw her, his heart sped up, and then he smiled, genially smiled! There she was standing in the middle of what he recognized as the great hall. Her face looked innocent and slightly worried, as she unconsciously bit her lip. Her face was the absolute perfection. Her curly black hair surrounded her pale face. And her body, Oh God her body! He wanted to take her right then. To hold her in his arms, to kiss, to..to…God! He flipped to the next picture. The gorgeous women was now staring at the camera in such an anger that made even him shiver in fear. Her eyes blazing an emerald green fire with a glint of something that he couldn't identify, nor did he want to. The next picture was different. It showed something that looked like a foot repeatedly kicking something black. He flipped tot the next. Which then showed the girl-no-women standing there, her middle finger covering her face.

Then for the second time in a row he did something that surprised him greatly, he laughed. Not a high pitch evil laugh, but a nice warm laugh. And though he did not notice at the moment he started to change. His eyes were now a brownish red, his face more tan, his bald head now had the brown dark hair he use to, and his nose grew back. The end of this resulted in Voldemort looking once again like a 17 year old Tom Riddle….

Harry got up out of bed and stretched her joints and muscles then looked around. As she looked around she suddenly noticed that there was nobody in the dorms.

Hugh must of gotten ready already, she thought with a shrug. She then went to take a shower. It felt good to have the warm water on her back, her chest, her everywhere; soaking into her bones . Once she was finished she rapped a towel around her body and walked into her dorm room. Closing the dorm door she then pulled out a muggle boom box that held her Ipod. Cranking it up loudly to her new favorite American band Nirvana she pulled out her clothes out and dropped the towel. But as she turned around to grab her clothes she tripped on the end of the bed post then trying to regain her balance she bumped into something sending both to the ground. As she hit the ground something heavy landed on top of her. Looking up she met the eyes of Ron. A very naked Ron.

That was the moment that she realized that she was naked and he was naked on top of her. Both stared at each other in shock. Then to both of their embarrassment Seamus and Dean walked in to find them, on the floor naked. Both of their mouths dropped while the other two turned bright red. Seamus face then turned to downright disappointment.

"Aww come on! You chose him over me? But-b-but I'm Irish! I even have the accent to prove it. I thought girls digged that thing! Why Har! Why!" Seamus cried in disbelief.

But before anyone had the chance to move or even speak Neville came into the room.

"Hey guys did you see my-" Neville froze completely forgetting what he was going to say. His face quickly went form the shade of a natural pink to a pure white to an odd angry red.

"What the HELL is going on HERE!" Neville yelled.

It was then Ron decided it was a good time to get off of Harry. Quickly grabbing something to cover himself with, Harry's skirt. Harry looked up to then see all three of the boys, except Neville who was glaring at Ron, staring at her naked body. She then quickly got up and grabbed a random blanket and rapped it around herself.

"N-Neville it's not what you think," Ron said frantically.

"LIKE HELL IT ISN'T!"

"It wasn't what it looked like!"

"Oh yeah! Then what was it? Two people laying naked on each other?" he said sarcastically.

"Well….yeah. But we didn't try, its not like I would want to do anything with her! I'm mean she's deadly gorgeous, with her soft curves, pink lips, soft big b-"

"URGGGH!" Neville yelled as he launched himself at Ron and started punching him over and over again.

Harry immediately tried to break it up while the other two watched in shock. "Guys Stop! NEV STOP!" she then bent down to grab Neville and pull him away. When he suddenly throw his elbow back and smacked her in her face. She fell back on her butt, her head throbbing intensely, her blanket still covering her.

"Ow." She said softly to herself, then she saw black…

And so it came to be that Neville carrying an unconscious Harry Potter who supported a black eye, Dean, Seamus, and Ron who had two black eye, a large bruise on his left cheek and probably broken nose and wearing a skirt walked to the infirmary. Students lined the halls as they watched Neville carrying Harry who's only clothes was a blanket.

As they walked in Madame Pomprey took one look then pointed to a bed with a name tag at the end marked Harry James Potter then disappeared. Two minutes later she returned and look over the four boys and the one girl covered in a blanket only.

"Alright what happened now?"

All the boys looked sheepishly down at their feet. Ron was the first one to speak. "Well you see Madame Pompefry it all happened when I was taking a shower…."

The matron covered her ears and said," Urgh I really don't want to know! Just stop there! Here take this jar of bruise salve and get Luna Lovegood to fix your nose. Now leave!"

The boys quickly ran for the doors. As they were walking up to their dorm room Dean whispered over to Seamus, "Hey dud guess what?"

Seamus looked at Dean, "What."

"You know that blanket Harry used to cover herself up on."

"Yeah what about it."

"That is my lucky blanket I've had since I was five. It's magically charmed to appear on my bed every night."

Seamus stopped and looked at Dean who was still walking. Then Seamus started walking faster while muttering, "No way. That blanket must be lucky."

It was twelve forty-five before Harry got up. Her first thought in her mind when she opened her eyes was, this place is too white. Five minutes later she realized she was in the infirmary. She groaned as she remembered what happened and then decided to fall back asleep.

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