Disclaimer: Same as before.
A/N: Enjoy! And please review! And for Tina, the whole trying to remember what Dumbledore said was for the spell to unlock the door and get out of the room. Look at chapter 15, the second to last paragraph. I didn't want to make up any words, so I was trying to work around it. If you understand this, I'll tell you in person!
I was awakened by excited whispers and felt magnificently warm. Sinking further into the warmth, I tried to pull the covers higher. It was then that I realized that the warmth wasn't coming from a blanket. Without opening my eyes, I sensed where the warmth was coming from. Somebody had their arm over my waist and was stretch out behind me. I then remembered the events of last night.
"Maybe if we just lay here, they will go away." Harry's voiced filled my ear and I couldn't help but shiver. After a couple of minutes, I was just about to give up, when our rescuers came.
"That's enough. The show is over. Haven't you seen two people sleep before?" Michelle asked. Ron, Hermione, and Jessy began to usher people out of the common room. Michelle walked over and gently shook us. Both of us opened our eyes. "It's great that y'all are a couple, but if you don't want people to know, I wouldn't sleep in the common room."
I quickly jumped up. "It's...it's n...not like t...that," I hurriedly said. I could hear Harry stuttering too. "We just got in late and crashed."
"We're not a couple," Harry finished saying to Hermione.
"Okay, okay," she said. Turning towards me she said, "Your uncle sent us up here. He needs to see both of you."
Nodding our head, we went to our separate dorm rooms. After freshening up, we met back down in the common room. The moment we stepped into the hallway, silence filled the castle. Hushed whispered happened behind us. I so wanted to mess with people's mind, but I was afraid of what Harry would think. Finally I couldn't control myself.
Grabbing a hold of his hand, I leaned over to whisper in his ear. "You'd think they never saw two people walk before." Harry knew exactly what I was doing. He gave me a full smile and let go of my hand. Shortly, he wrapped it around my shoulders, and I wrapped my arm around his waist.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," he whispered back. I left out a hearty laugh that only made the gossiping increase. "Can you imagine the things they are saying about us?" I nodded and let out another laugh.
All too soon, we reached the dungeons. We automatically dropped our arms, but I wished we hadn't. I didn't know where these feeling were coming from. It must have been because of our efforts to defeat Voldemort. Maybe hat was messing with our mind, just like we did out there.
We knocked on the door and then entered. I automatically looked at the desk to see what should have been our failures. Something was different though. Two vials that had been purple last night were now red. Bright red in fact. "But...but..."
"Come in, come in," my uncle said. "I forgot to mention that you must let them sit before they turned the right color. Now, here is your vial Mr. Potter," he said as he handed one to Harry, "and here is yours." My hands shook as I took mine. "Now, take a sip, and I mean a sip."
Giving Harry a quick glance, I placed the vial to my lips. I felt a cold sensation run through me and felt my nerve ends tingle. Harry must have felt the same things, because Dumbledore said, "Good, good. I told you that you could do it."
"Yeah, yeah," my uncle murmured. "Now, this potion last for six hours. This might seem like a long time, but you never know what will happen when facing Voldemort. The point is to try and finish him off before six hours have passed. Now, give me what is left." After handing him our vials, he placed them in a special storage cabinet.
"These can be stored for an infinite amount of time, so you need not worry about making anymore. You both are dismissed."
"What?" we exclaimed. "What about the other potions?" I asked.
"I must get more supplies and will not be back until it is too late. Enjoy the day while you can. Tomorrow night you will be back here."
"What about homework?" Harry and I asked. It's not like I enjoyed doing it, but there would be no way for me to get it done if I was spending all my time in the potions classroom.
Dumbledore answered this question. "You will not be responsible for any homework. The teachers understand what you are trying to do and wish you good luck. You will be down here every night after dinner and will not leave until eleven. I know you will do well. Now go see your friends."
We didn't need to be told twice. Running out of the room, we entered the Great Hall. Seeing our friends, we walked up to them. "So, what are we doing today?" Harry and I asked. After looking at each other, we laughed. Then we were surprised by our friends' answer.
"Homework," they all said.
"But...but..." I couldn't believe it. They couldn't spare one moment to be with us?!?! It was then that I realized how they felt yesterday. Michelle was about to speak, but I just shook my head. "It's okay. I understand. So, what do they have for breakfast?"
***
After breakfast, we headed to the common room. Everyone seemed to put their homework off, so they were busy doing it. Harry and I sat in the corner playing wizard's chess. "I'm bored," I said.
"Me too," he said on a laugh. People looked over at us and we realized that we were being loud. Gossip was still circulating, but it had been put on hold due to homework.
"Let's go for a walk," I suggested. He nodded and we went outside. Sitting underneath a tree next to the lake, we began to talk. Soon the talk turned to our joke we played this morning.
"What do you mean that you never did anything like that before?"
"I try to stay out of the spotlight," he whispered. "It's not easy being the boy-who-lived. I don't want people to know every aspect of my life. I just want to be normal.
"My first year was filled with people staring because I was Harry Potter. I was hated my second year because everyone thought I was Slytherin's heir. In the third, I had to watch every little move I made because I could accidentally reveal Sirius. People though I purposely put my name in the goblet during my fourth year. They thought I wanted the attention, but I never did. Then, when..." Harry cleared his throat and I took this as my chance to speak.
"You don't have to tell me anything. You know that, right?"
"For some reason, I /NEED/ to tell you these things." I gave him a little nod and took a hold of his hand. That always helped me when I had to speak about something painful. Then, Cedric died and then everyone knew about Voldemort still being alive. My fifth year was filled with people not believing that Voldemort was out there and blaming me for Cedric's death. It wasn't until the end, the people believed me, but I was grieving for Sirius and didn't care what they thought."
I squeezed his hand, and was about to say something, but he stopped me. "Don't apologize. I wouldn't be able to stand anymore pity. Anyways," he said, trying to change the subject, "back to the original topic. Not only do I try to stay out of the spotlight, no girl would want to do that with me."
"What?!?!" I exclaimed. "Do you know why all the girls are gossiping in there? You've grown up to be a very handsome man, and they wished it was them that woke up beside you." I could feel a blush rise to my face. I couldn't believe I just called him handsome.
"Lorene..." he began, but I quickly jumped up.
"Ahh, I got to go do something. I'll talk to you later." I turned and ran towards the castle. I was to afraid to find out what he wanted to say to me.
A/N: So... left on sort of a cliffhanger. Do you like?
A/N: Enjoy! And please review! And for Tina, the whole trying to remember what Dumbledore said was for the spell to unlock the door and get out of the room. Look at chapter 15, the second to last paragraph. I didn't want to make up any words, so I was trying to work around it. If you understand this, I'll tell you in person!
I was awakened by excited whispers and felt magnificently warm. Sinking further into the warmth, I tried to pull the covers higher. It was then that I realized that the warmth wasn't coming from a blanket. Without opening my eyes, I sensed where the warmth was coming from. Somebody had their arm over my waist and was stretch out behind me. I then remembered the events of last night.
"Maybe if we just lay here, they will go away." Harry's voiced filled my ear and I couldn't help but shiver. After a couple of minutes, I was just about to give up, when our rescuers came.
"That's enough. The show is over. Haven't you seen two people sleep before?" Michelle asked. Ron, Hermione, and Jessy began to usher people out of the common room. Michelle walked over and gently shook us. Both of us opened our eyes. "It's great that y'all are a couple, but if you don't want people to know, I wouldn't sleep in the common room."
I quickly jumped up. "It's...it's n...not like t...that," I hurriedly said. I could hear Harry stuttering too. "We just got in late and crashed."
"We're not a couple," Harry finished saying to Hermione.
"Okay, okay," she said. Turning towards me she said, "Your uncle sent us up here. He needs to see both of you."
Nodding our head, we went to our separate dorm rooms. After freshening up, we met back down in the common room. The moment we stepped into the hallway, silence filled the castle. Hushed whispered happened behind us. I so wanted to mess with people's mind, but I was afraid of what Harry would think. Finally I couldn't control myself.
Grabbing a hold of his hand, I leaned over to whisper in his ear. "You'd think they never saw two people walk before." Harry knew exactly what I was doing. He gave me a full smile and let go of my hand. Shortly, he wrapped it around my shoulders, and I wrapped my arm around his waist.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," he whispered back. I left out a hearty laugh that only made the gossiping increase. "Can you imagine the things they are saying about us?" I nodded and let out another laugh.
All too soon, we reached the dungeons. We automatically dropped our arms, but I wished we hadn't. I didn't know where these feeling were coming from. It must have been because of our efforts to defeat Voldemort. Maybe hat was messing with our mind, just like we did out there.
We knocked on the door and then entered. I automatically looked at the desk to see what should have been our failures. Something was different though. Two vials that had been purple last night were now red. Bright red in fact. "But...but..."
"Come in, come in," my uncle said. "I forgot to mention that you must let them sit before they turned the right color. Now, here is your vial Mr. Potter," he said as he handed one to Harry, "and here is yours." My hands shook as I took mine. "Now, take a sip, and I mean a sip."
Giving Harry a quick glance, I placed the vial to my lips. I felt a cold sensation run through me and felt my nerve ends tingle. Harry must have felt the same things, because Dumbledore said, "Good, good. I told you that you could do it."
"Yeah, yeah," my uncle murmured. "Now, this potion last for six hours. This might seem like a long time, but you never know what will happen when facing Voldemort. The point is to try and finish him off before six hours have passed. Now, give me what is left." After handing him our vials, he placed them in a special storage cabinet.
"These can be stored for an infinite amount of time, so you need not worry about making anymore. You both are dismissed."
"What?" we exclaimed. "What about the other potions?" I asked.
"I must get more supplies and will not be back until it is too late. Enjoy the day while you can. Tomorrow night you will be back here."
"What about homework?" Harry and I asked. It's not like I enjoyed doing it, but there would be no way for me to get it done if I was spending all my time in the potions classroom.
Dumbledore answered this question. "You will not be responsible for any homework. The teachers understand what you are trying to do and wish you good luck. You will be down here every night after dinner and will not leave until eleven. I know you will do well. Now go see your friends."
We didn't need to be told twice. Running out of the room, we entered the Great Hall. Seeing our friends, we walked up to them. "So, what are we doing today?" Harry and I asked. After looking at each other, we laughed. Then we were surprised by our friends' answer.
"Homework," they all said.
"But...but..." I couldn't believe it. They couldn't spare one moment to be with us?!?! It was then that I realized how they felt yesterday. Michelle was about to speak, but I just shook my head. "It's okay. I understand. So, what do they have for breakfast?"
***
After breakfast, we headed to the common room. Everyone seemed to put their homework off, so they were busy doing it. Harry and I sat in the corner playing wizard's chess. "I'm bored," I said.
"Me too," he said on a laugh. People looked over at us and we realized that we were being loud. Gossip was still circulating, but it had been put on hold due to homework.
"Let's go for a walk," I suggested. He nodded and we went outside. Sitting underneath a tree next to the lake, we began to talk. Soon the talk turned to our joke we played this morning.
"What do you mean that you never did anything like that before?"
"I try to stay out of the spotlight," he whispered. "It's not easy being the boy-who-lived. I don't want people to know every aspect of my life. I just want to be normal.
"My first year was filled with people staring because I was Harry Potter. I was hated my second year because everyone thought I was Slytherin's heir. In the third, I had to watch every little move I made because I could accidentally reveal Sirius. People though I purposely put my name in the goblet during my fourth year. They thought I wanted the attention, but I never did. Then, when..." Harry cleared his throat and I took this as my chance to speak.
"You don't have to tell me anything. You know that, right?"
"For some reason, I /NEED/ to tell you these things." I gave him a little nod and took a hold of his hand. That always helped me when I had to speak about something painful. Then, Cedric died and then everyone knew about Voldemort still being alive. My fifth year was filled with people not believing that Voldemort was out there and blaming me for Cedric's death. It wasn't until the end, the people believed me, but I was grieving for Sirius and didn't care what they thought."
I squeezed his hand, and was about to say something, but he stopped me. "Don't apologize. I wouldn't be able to stand anymore pity. Anyways," he said, trying to change the subject, "back to the original topic. Not only do I try to stay out of the spotlight, no girl would want to do that with me."
"What?!?!" I exclaimed. "Do you know why all the girls are gossiping in there? You've grown up to be a very handsome man, and they wished it was them that woke up beside you." I could feel a blush rise to my face. I couldn't believe I just called him handsome.
"Lorene..." he began, but I quickly jumped up.
"Ahh, I got to go do something. I'll talk to you later." I turned and ran towards the castle. I was to afraid to find out what he wanted to say to me.
A/N: So... left on sort of a cliffhanger. Do you like?