Summer Love: Prefect's Bathroom
Hermione usually didn't sleep in past 8:30a.m, even on weekends. But today was different. She actually had to be awaken by someone. That was a first for her.
A gentle but firm shove from Lavender shook Hermione awake. She was startled, and sat up abruptly in her four poster bed, and pulled the velvet red covers over her head. The bright sunlight was pouring through the windows. Lavender scrunched her forehead from the neon rays that shone on her face, giving it a heavenly gleam.
"Herm, you woke up late! This is SO not good! What happened between you and Harry last night?" Lavender seemed to be eager to bring up the subject. She grinned and pulled the bedding up and over Hermione's not yet awake body, revealing Hermoine in her pink teddy bear pajamas. Hermione let out a giggle, and explained the entire night to Lavender.
"So he actually KISSED you?!?! Oh my gosh! I can't believe it!"
"Hush! You are gonna wake up Parvati!" Hermione exclaimed. She left her bed to go get dressed for the day. Today, she was happy that she didn't have Potions.
Hermione's stomach growled, informing her that it was time for breakfast.
Without Lavender, this time, Hermione descended the staircase in the Entrance Hall, and entered the Great Hall. Harry and Ron both greeted her with sly, toothy smiles. Harry had obviously told Ron too about their rendezvous. Hermione giggled, and sat down beside the two friends. She took a bite of toast and jam, and sipped some of her orange juice.
"Well, guys, I gotta go to the library for some, uh, extra credit work. See ya!" Hermione departed Harry and Ron, and headed toward the library. When she sat down at one of the wooden benches in the library, she heard quick paced padded footsteps.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she whirled around. Harry was standing close to her, and reached into his pocket. He fetched a note and handed it to her, and sprinted back out of the entrance door.
Hermione unfolded the piece of parchment, and read it.
Herm,
Meet me in the Prefect's bathroom tonight at midnight. I love you!
Harry
Hermione refolded the letter, and stuffed it into her pocket. It was almost time for her next class , so Hermione gathered her books together, and went to the green house. Professor Spout was going to teach them how to plant red-fingered water lilies. How fun.
The whole day dragged on as if being pulled by a snail. Hermione thought it would never end. She secretly thought about casting a spell that would speed up the day. Finally, midnight came, and Lavender helped Hermione sneak out of the common room after everyone had gone to bed. Hermione only had a vague idea of where the Prefect's bathroom was, and decided to just go where she thought it was located. In a few minute's time, she found it, and entered it cautiously. She wasn't even supposed to be in here.
Hermione saw Harry, sitting on the edge of the huge, pool-sized bathtub. Naked. Well, almost naked. He had a white towel wrapped tightly around his waist. She glanced at his six-pack. He must've been in really good shape. Harry spotted her, and walked up to her.
"Herm, I am glad you made it. We've got this bathroom all to ourselves."
Hermione giggled, and she did what Harry had done. She undressed herself behind a curtain, and wrapped a white towel around her chest. She grabbed Harry's outstretched had, and led him to the side of the tub. Hermione turned on a faucet that excreted big balloon-sized bubbles, a faucet that excreted a blue foam, and a few others. When the tub had been filled to the rim with all sorts of bubbles, Harry and Hermione each took off their towels, and jumped into the bathtub.
Hermione thought this would be the best experience of her life. She had no intentions of doing it, she just wanted to have a little fun. For an hour, she and Harry played around, flirted a little, kissed, and flirted some more. Hermione had just forgotten one little thing to mention to Harry.
You see, she had recently ended a relationship with someone, because she found that she had loved Harry more. And this "someone" wanted to meet her tonight, why, in this exact spot. The Prefect's bathroom. Hermione and this "someone" had been in a relationship for about a month. I am sure that you guys are just dying here, so I guess I could tell you. Hermione had had an affair with Draco Malfoy, one of the most hated people in Hogwarts, except by his own house members. He had gotten quite handsome, though, over the past summer, and Hermione's heart was drawn to him. They had met many times during the warm, spring nights, lost in each other's love. They had even had a very heated romance going on, when Harry entered Hermione's mind, and Hermione decided that she wanted to be with Harry.
Harry looked into Hermione's brown eyes, and pulled her into an embracing hug. He started to massage her back, and Hermione let out a groan, and groan of pure pleasure. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and Draco walked in.
"Oh, I didn't mean to intrude," he said sarcastically. Hermione was startled to see him, and then remembered that he had told her to meet him here at 1 o'clock in the morning, right now in fact. He wore an expression of hatred, confusion, and pain.
"Herm, I thought we were supposed to meet here tonight," he croaked, and turned to walk away. Harry looked at her in bewilderment. Hermione didn't want to explain the truth, but it was her only choice.
A/N: This is one of my best fics yet! :) R/R!
Hermione usually didn't sleep in past 8:30a.m, even on weekends. But today was different. She actually had to be awaken by someone. That was a first for her.
A gentle but firm shove from Lavender shook Hermione awake. She was startled, and sat up abruptly in her four poster bed, and pulled the velvet red covers over her head. The bright sunlight was pouring through the windows. Lavender scrunched her forehead from the neon rays that shone on her face, giving it a heavenly gleam.
"Herm, you woke up late! This is SO not good! What happened between you and Harry last night?" Lavender seemed to be eager to bring up the subject. She grinned and pulled the bedding up and over Hermione's not yet awake body, revealing Hermoine in her pink teddy bear pajamas. Hermione let out a giggle, and explained the entire night to Lavender.
"So he actually KISSED you?!?! Oh my gosh! I can't believe it!"
"Hush! You are gonna wake up Parvati!" Hermione exclaimed. She left her bed to go get dressed for the day. Today, she was happy that she didn't have Potions.
Hermione's stomach growled, informing her that it was time for breakfast.
Without Lavender, this time, Hermione descended the staircase in the Entrance Hall, and entered the Great Hall. Harry and Ron both greeted her with sly, toothy smiles. Harry had obviously told Ron too about their rendezvous. Hermione giggled, and sat down beside the two friends. She took a bite of toast and jam, and sipped some of her orange juice.
"Well, guys, I gotta go to the library for some, uh, extra credit work. See ya!" Hermione departed Harry and Ron, and headed toward the library. When she sat down at one of the wooden benches in the library, she heard quick paced padded footsteps.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she whirled around. Harry was standing close to her, and reached into his pocket. He fetched a note and handed it to her, and sprinted back out of the entrance door.
Hermione unfolded the piece of parchment, and read it.
Herm,
Meet me in the Prefect's bathroom tonight at midnight. I love you!
Harry
Hermione refolded the letter, and stuffed it into her pocket. It was almost time for her next class , so Hermione gathered her books together, and went to the green house. Professor Spout was going to teach them how to plant red-fingered water lilies. How fun.
The whole day dragged on as if being pulled by a snail. Hermione thought it would never end. She secretly thought about casting a spell that would speed up the day. Finally, midnight came, and Lavender helped Hermione sneak out of the common room after everyone had gone to bed. Hermione only had a vague idea of where the Prefect's bathroom was, and decided to just go where she thought it was located. In a few minute's time, she found it, and entered it cautiously. She wasn't even supposed to be in here.
Hermione saw Harry, sitting on the edge of the huge, pool-sized bathtub. Naked. Well, almost naked. He had a white towel wrapped tightly around his waist. She glanced at his six-pack. He must've been in really good shape. Harry spotted her, and walked up to her.
"Herm, I am glad you made it. We've got this bathroom all to ourselves."
Hermione giggled, and she did what Harry had done. She undressed herself behind a curtain, and wrapped a white towel around her chest. She grabbed Harry's outstretched had, and led him to the side of the tub. Hermione turned on a faucet that excreted big balloon-sized bubbles, a faucet that excreted a blue foam, and a few others. When the tub had been filled to the rim with all sorts of bubbles, Harry and Hermione each took off their towels, and jumped into the bathtub.
Hermione thought this would be the best experience of her life. She had no intentions of doing it, she just wanted to have a little fun. For an hour, she and Harry played around, flirted a little, kissed, and flirted some more. Hermione had just forgotten one little thing to mention to Harry.
You see, she had recently ended a relationship with someone, because she found that she had loved Harry more. And this "someone" wanted to meet her tonight, why, in this exact spot. The Prefect's bathroom. Hermione and this "someone" had been in a relationship for about a month. I am sure that you guys are just dying here, so I guess I could tell you. Hermione had had an affair with Draco Malfoy, one of the most hated people in Hogwarts, except by his own house members. He had gotten quite handsome, though, over the past summer, and Hermione's heart was drawn to him. They had met many times during the warm, spring nights, lost in each other's love. They had even had a very heated romance going on, when Harry entered Hermione's mind, and Hermione decided that she wanted to be with Harry.
Harry looked into Hermione's brown eyes, and pulled her into an embracing hug. He started to massage her back, and Hermione let out a groan, and groan of pure pleasure. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and Draco walked in.
"Oh, I didn't mean to intrude," he said sarcastically. Hermione was startled to see him, and then remembered that he had told her to meet him here at 1 o'clock in the morning, right now in fact. He wore an expression of hatred, confusion, and pain.
"Herm, I thought we were supposed to meet here tonight," he croaked, and turned to walk away. Harry looked at her in bewilderment. Hermione didn't want to explain the truth, but it was her only choice.
A/N: This is one of my best fics yet! :) R/R!