CHAPTER 6
We arrived back at the burrow just in time for dinner. After the table was cleared, Hermione and I headed upstairs to practice Transfiguration. Just as we reached the landing, I heard footsteps behind me.
"Natalie, go get your firebolt.", said Harry excitedly.
"I promised Hermione I'd-"
"Go on ahead, we can practice some other time.", she said with a smile, and headed down the hall with her hand covering her mouth.
I turned and smiled at Harry. "Alright then."
"Great! I'll meet you in the backyard.", said Harry, and he ran down the stairs with his firebolt.
I ran up to the guestroom, grabbed my firebolt and was about to run to the backyard when Hermione hollered something to me.
"What?", I yelled up the stairs.
"I said, 'Have fun.'", she said, now standing at the top of the stairs smiling.
I rolled my eyes and walked through the kitchen. As soon as I remembered where I was going, I quickened my pace. When I finally reached the backyard, Harry was waiting there.
"I'm assuming you've never flown before?", he asked as we walked out of the backyard.
"Only on an airplane."
"Close enough."
We walked out of the backyard and through two fields, almost not even realizing it. Apparently, Harry knew where he was going. We stopped in the middle of what looked like an abandoned field. I was covered in leaves from the fall, as if no one cared to look after it. Harry began brushing the leaves aside with his foot until a white line shown through, going right through the center of the field. I looked around, and noticed three hoops at each end. It was then that I realized-
"It's a quidditch field!", I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I found it a month ago. Now, you have to get used to the broom first. Firebolts are very jumpy. Use mine until you can get used to yours.", he explained, taking my broom and handing me his. "Do as I do."
He set his broom down along side of him and stuck his right hand over it.
"Up!", he shouted, and the broom went speedily into his grip. "You try."
He almost started to laugh. I nervously set the broom down (hoping not to make a fool of myself). I took a deep breath, stretched my arm out, and said 'up'. To my surprise, it floated directly into my grip.
"Wow!", Harry exclaimed.
" 'Wow' what?"
"You got it on the first try! I remember when Neville Longbottom, when he tried he-"
"I know the whole story. Don't ask me how, you wouldn't believe me.", I sighed, thinking of how it was in a book and a movie and he didn't even know.
"Okay then, mount the broom and kick off the ground."
I did as he told me to and went zooming into the air. I circled the field and heard Harry yell things like 'You're doing great!' and 'Keep going!' Bewildered at myself foe being 50ft. in the air, I ducked and flew through one of the hoops. I heard Harry's laughter, leaned forward, and landed right next to him. He suddenly stopped laughing and looked confused.
"How did you know how to land?", he asked.
"I just knew."
"Then here's your broom.", he smiled, taking his back, "I found this in the bushes. Let's play."
He held up a red ball that looked as though it had been dented three times.
"A Quaffle.", I muttered under my breath.
"How did you know?"
"I guess.", I snapped.
"Alright then,", he mounted his broom and took off holding the Quaffle, "Think you can get it off me and score?"
"Wanna bet?", I mounted my broom and flew to the other side of the field.
I charged at him and without even realizing it, snatched the Quaffle and flew it through it threw a hoop.
"Ten points for me!", I yelled.
"How do you know how to play Quidditch?", Harry asked, folding his arms with a skeptical look.
"I just know.", I answered, zooming past him.
"You're amazing, you know.", he mumbled.
We touched back down on the ground, and Harry just stood there, smiling at me.
"What?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking.", he muttered.
"About what?"
"Kissing you."
We stood closer and he put an arm around my waist. We leaned into each other and I felt his lips brush mine. His embrace became tighter and his tongue parted my lips. I felt a slight trace of warmth travel up my spine as he lowered his hands.
He slowly broke the kiss, leaving my lips warm and moist. I sighed to myself, not wanting to ever forget that moment. I knew I was blushing, but I didn't care. I kissed Harry back, letting my tongue travel across his lips slowly.
30 MINUTES LATER
OUTSIDE RON'S BEDROOM DOOR NO LONGER IN NATALIE"S POINT OF VIEW
"Oh, Hermione calm down!", shouted Ron, reading a book about his favorite Quidditch team.
Hermione was fretting over what was happening on the other side of the door.
"What do you mean calm down! Ron, they've been in there for a half- hour. Who knows what they could be doing by now? You should be concerned, it's your bed!", she squeaked in furry.
"It's alright, they're just snogging.", said Ron calmly.
"How do you know?"
"I just peeked through the door a couple of minutes ago! They didn't even notice me!", Ron laughed.
"RON!"
And that's how things were for a long time. Harry and Natalie snogging every chance they got, Hermione getting ever closer to Ron..
They all were having the time of their lives, and the term hasn't even started yet!
Thank you to everyone who reviewed, I'm currently working on my next fic which will be rated R. I hope you liked this one!
We arrived back at the burrow just in time for dinner. After the table was cleared, Hermione and I headed upstairs to practice Transfiguration. Just as we reached the landing, I heard footsteps behind me.
"Natalie, go get your firebolt.", said Harry excitedly.
"I promised Hermione I'd-"
"Go on ahead, we can practice some other time.", she said with a smile, and headed down the hall with her hand covering her mouth.
I turned and smiled at Harry. "Alright then."
"Great! I'll meet you in the backyard.", said Harry, and he ran down the stairs with his firebolt.
I ran up to the guestroom, grabbed my firebolt and was about to run to the backyard when Hermione hollered something to me.
"What?", I yelled up the stairs.
"I said, 'Have fun.'", she said, now standing at the top of the stairs smiling.
I rolled my eyes and walked through the kitchen. As soon as I remembered where I was going, I quickened my pace. When I finally reached the backyard, Harry was waiting there.
"I'm assuming you've never flown before?", he asked as we walked out of the backyard.
"Only on an airplane."
"Close enough."
We walked out of the backyard and through two fields, almost not even realizing it. Apparently, Harry knew where he was going. We stopped in the middle of what looked like an abandoned field. I was covered in leaves from the fall, as if no one cared to look after it. Harry began brushing the leaves aside with his foot until a white line shown through, going right through the center of the field. I looked around, and noticed three hoops at each end. It was then that I realized-
"It's a quidditch field!", I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I found it a month ago. Now, you have to get used to the broom first. Firebolts are very jumpy. Use mine until you can get used to yours.", he explained, taking my broom and handing me his. "Do as I do."
He set his broom down along side of him and stuck his right hand over it.
"Up!", he shouted, and the broom went speedily into his grip. "You try."
He almost started to laugh. I nervously set the broom down (hoping not to make a fool of myself). I took a deep breath, stretched my arm out, and said 'up'. To my surprise, it floated directly into my grip.
"Wow!", Harry exclaimed.
" 'Wow' what?"
"You got it on the first try! I remember when Neville Longbottom, when he tried he-"
"I know the whole story. Don't ask me how, you wouldn't believe me.", I sighed, thinking of how it was in a book and a movie and he didn't even know.
"Okay then, mount the broom and kick off the ground."
I did as he told me to and went zooming into the air. I circled the field and heard Harry yell things like 'You're doing great!' and 'Keep going!' Bewildered at myself foe being 50ft. in the air, I ducked and flew through one of the hoops. I heard Harry's laughter, leaned forward, and landed right next to him. He suddenly stopped laughing and looked confused.
"How did you know how to land?", he asked.
"I just knew."
"Then here's your broom.", he smiled, taking his back, "I found this in the bushes. Let's play."
He held up a red ball that looked as though it had been dented three times.
"A Quaffle.", I muttered under my breath.
"How did you know?"
"I guess.", I snapped.
"Alright then,", he mounted his broom and took off holding the Quaffle, "Think you can get it off me and score?"
"Wanna bet?", I mounted my broom and flew to the other side of the field.
I charged at him and without even realizing it, snatched the Quaffle and flew it through it threw a hoop.
"Ten points for me!", I yelled.
"How do you know how to play Quidditch?", Harry asked, folding his arms with a skeptical look.
"I just know.", I answered, zooming past him.
"You're amazing, you know.", he mumbled.
We touched back down on the ground, and Harry just stood there, smiling at me.
"What?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking.", he muttered.
"About what?"
"Kissing you."
We stood closer and he put an arm around my waist. We leaned into each other and I felt his lips brush mine. His embrace became tighter and his tongue parted my lips. I felt a slight trace of warmth travel up my spine as he lowered his hands.
He slowly broke the kiss, leaving my lips warm and moist. I sighed to myself, not wanting to ever forget that moment. I knew I was blushing, but I didn't care. I kissed Harry back, letting my tongue travel across his lips slowly.
30 MINUTES LATER
OUTSIDE RON'S BEDROOM DOOR NO LONGER IN NATALIE"S POINT OF VIEW
"Oh, Hermione calm down!", shouted Ron, reading a book about his favorite Quidditch team.
Hermione was fretting over what was happening on the other side of the door.
"What do you mean calm down! Ron, they've been in there for a half- hour. Who knows what they could be doing by now? You should be concerned, it's your bed!", she squeaked in furry.
"It's alright, they're just snogging.", said Ron calmly.
"How do you know?"
"I just peeked through the door a couple of minutes ago! They didn't even notice me!", Ron laughed.
"RON!"
And that's how things were for a long time. Harry and Natalie snogging every chance they got, Hermione getting ever closer to Ron..
They all were having the time of their lives, and the term hasn't even started yet!
Thank you to everyone who reviewed, I'm currently working on my next fic which will be rated R. I hope you liked this one!