Chapter 5
The Final, but Expected Outcome
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The next morning Hermione rushed to the owlery to pull off the first part of the plan. Most of the owls were gone, and weren't returning until breakfast. Luckily, the large barn owl was still there, snoozing in a nest that was much too small for it.
Hermione lightly stroked its feathers and it awoke with a jolt.
"I need you to return this to a boy.", Hermione whispered, hoping the word 'return' would give the owl a hint.
Lucky for her, it worked. The owl took the small parchment in its beak and flew off. Hermione walked out of the owlery to find the corridor deserted. She leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor.
She remembered what she had written in the note, hoping it was good enough.
Dear Secret Admirer,
I'm still puzzled over who you are, and wish to find out. Meet me by the lake at midnight.
Love, Hermione
Still pondering over who would be waiting there for her, she dozed off..
4 Hours Later
Hermione awoke with a start. She felt a little tickle on her ankle and discovered a little piece of parchment.
I ACCEPT
That was all it said. Still it comforted Hermione, knowing that her secret admirer would be waiting for her. Secretly, she hoped, and dreamed it would be Harry.
Snapping out of dreamland, and realizing she missed half of her classes, she made her up to the Hospital Wing. She would need an excuse for missing classes, and falling asleep just wouldn't cut it.
"I feel really woozy.", she whined to Madame Pomfrey.
"Here!", she barked, and shoved a bar of chocolate at her.
Almost laughing, Hermione strode away through the corridors to the common room, where a pile of work was waiting for her from missed classes. Madame Pomfrey obviously told the other teachers that she was ill and had gone to lye down.
She worked all afternoon into the evening hours (Snape had given her 5 essays). The common room was getting crowded. She put her books away and chatted into the late hours with Ron and Harry. Around 10:00 they all went to their dormitories.
Hermione laid awake in her bed still fully dressed, staring at the clock. The minutes seemed to go by so slowly, and the anticipation was getting to her. When 11:30 came around, she jumped into the common room.
Sneaking around the castle seemed like a breeze. She kept onto the grounds towards the lake, and the silhouette of Harry Potter was waiting for her.
"Harry! I hoped it was you!", she exclaimed, running towards him.
"Shh.. We don't want to get caught this time of night.", he whispered.
They were so close, Hermione could feel his hot breath on her neck. He slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He had been waiting for what seemed like forever for this moment.
He looked down into her eyes, leaned in slowly, and their lips pressed in a subtle kissed. Opening his mouth slightly, Harry slid his tongue between her lips. Hermione twirled her fingers through his hair. The kiss became deeper. Harry lifted his soft, moist lips off of hers and traced a slight path of soft kisses down her neck.
Hermione sighed. She knew what was coming, the best (and first) makeout session with Harry. *sigh* .
She felt his hands unbutton her shirt hastily.
"Harry?"
"Mmmm.. What?"
"I sort of forgot to mention that Pansy Parkinson and I made a deal that you and I have to snog in front of everyone at breakfast tomorrow."
"No problem."
Hermione smiled to herself. She knew she had gotten the better end of the deal, the boy that she loved, and all of the letters and questions that had to be answered were.
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this is it, hope you like it. Please review! *
The next morning Hermione rushed to the owlery to pull off the first part of the plan. Most of the owls were gone, and weren't returning until breakfast. Luckily, the large barn owl was still there, snoozing in a nest that was much too small for it.
Hermione lightly stroked its feathers and it awoke with a jolt.
"I need you to return this to a boy.", Hermione whispered, hoping the word 'return' would give the owl a hint.
Lucky for her, it worked. The owl took the small parchment in its beak and flew off. Hermione walked out of the owlery to find the corridor deserted. She leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor.
She remembered what she had written in the note, hoping it was good enough.
Dear Secret Admirer,
I'm still puzzled over who you are, and wish to find out. Meet me by the lake at midnight.
Love, Hermione
Still pondering over who would be waiting there for her, she dozed off..
4 Hours Later
Hermione awoke with a start. She felt a little tickle on her ankle and discovered a little piece of parchment.
I ACCEPT
That was all it said. Still it comforted Hermione, knowing that her secret admirer would be waiting for her. Secretly, she hoped, and dreamed it would be Harry.
Snapping out of dreamland, and realizing she missed half of her classes, she made her up to the Hospital Wing. She would need an excuse for missing classes, and falling asleep just wouldn't cut it.
"I feel really woozy.", she whined to Madame Pomfrey.
"Here!", she barked, and shoved a bar of chocolate at her.
Almost laughing, Hermione strode away through the corridors to the common room, where a pile of work was waiting for her from missed classes. Madame Pomfrey obviously told the other teachers that she was ill and had gone to lye down.
She worked all afternoon into the evening hours (Snape had given her 5 essays). The common room was getting crowded. She put her books away and chatted into the late hours with Ron and Harry. Around 10:00 they all went to their dormitories.
Hermione laid awake in her bed still fully dressed, staring at the clock. The minutes seemed to go by so slowly, and the anticipation was getting to her. When 11:30 came around, she jumped into the common room.
Sneaking around the castle seemed like a breeze. She kept onto the grounds towards the lake, and the silhouette of Harry Potter was waiting for her.
"Harry! I hoped it was you!", she exclaimed, running towards him.
"Shh.. We don't want to get caught this time of night.", he whispered.
They were so close, Hermione could feel his hot breath on her neck. He slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He had been waiting for what seemed like forever for this moment.
He looked down into her eyes, leaned in slowly, and their lips pressed in a subtle kissed. Opening his mouth slightly, Harry slid his tongue between her lips. Hermione twirled her fingers through his hair. The kiss became deeper. Harry lifted his soft, moist lips off of hers and traced a slight path of soft kisses down her neck.
Hermione sighed. She knew what was coming, the best (and first) makeout session with Harry. *sigh* .
She felt his hands unbutton her shirt hastily.
"Harry?"
"Mmmm.. What?"
"I sort of forgot to mention that Pansy Parkinson and I made a deal that you and I have to snog in front of everyone at breakfast tomorrow."
"No problem."
Hermione smiled to herself. She knew she had gotten the better end of the deal, the boy that she loved, and all of the letters and questions that had to be answered were.
*** hope you liked it, please tell me what you thought ***