HARRY POTTER AND THE STAFF OF MERLIN
CHAPTER 4
A/N
Whack!
Harry Potter awoke in his room to find Hermione standing at the side of his bed with a pillow, still in her nightgown.
"Hermione, go away! Harry need sleep now."
"Come on, wake up. It's nine already. My mum and dad have already left for their office."
"No. Need sleep now!"
Harry, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but you asked for it." With that, Hermione leapt on Harry's bed, then started beating him with a pillow. After a minute, he gave up trying to sleep and started to fight back. After a good five-minute battle, a truce was declared without any clear winner.
"Okay Hermione, out now. I have to put some clothes on. I don't exactly think that your parents would appreciate it if I walked around in my boxers around you."
"Yeah, clothes probably would be a good idea. I've got to go feed my Crooky-Shanks. Come down to the kitchen after, and we can attempt to cook breakfast."
Making sure that Hermione had left, Harry hopped out from underneath the blankets and threw on some of his muggle clothes and went downstairs, finding Hermione all ready in the kitchen making toast. After a quick breakfast, Hermione grabbed Harry by his arm and pulled him up from the little table.
"Let's go for a swim. Nothing will wake you up like a swim in the morning. I'll go get you something that you can swim in."
"Um, Hermione, you do know that I can't swim, right?"
Hermione considered this new evidence for a minute. Finally, she said, "That's okay, I can teach you. Now come on, were losing precious minutes of possible swimming time." Running off into the house, Harry waited in apprehension. He had never been in water before besides the second task, and he didn't exactly want to go in now. But when Hermione had her mind set on something, there was no changing it. If there was one thing that he learned from having a female best friend, it was that when a girl had her mind set on something, there was no changing it.
Hermione ran back in and tossed Harry a rather small bathing suit, or so Harry thought.
"Go up and change in your room, then come down to the pool. And hurry up!" Not wanting to argue Harry walked up to his room and changed. When he was done, he walked back down to the pool and saw that Hermione was in the pool. Standing by the side for a minute, he watched her swim. She looked pretty good at it, and he once again had second thoughts about this.
"Harry, all you have to do right now is jump in right here and get used to the water. It's shallow and you can stand up in it." Harry took off his shirt a little sheepishly, then took a running leap into the water. It was nice and warm, and he felt comfortable as he stood in it up to his neck. He splashed around a little bit, and got the feel of the pool as he tried to float. Turning back to Hermione, he could see that she was frowning at something.
"Hermione, whats up?"
"Harry, how did you get that thing on your back?"
"What thing on my back?"
"That big bruise," Hermione said she swam over. "It goes all the way from here to here." As she said this she gingerly poked him on the back of his right shoulder and at the small of his back on the right side. Oh no, Harry thought. That must be from when the Dursley's threw me into the wall. Well, at least she didn't notice the bruises on my face.
"And not only that, but you have two big bruises on your face." Well, scratch that one thought Harry. He didn't want to tell her the how he had gotten them, but he knew that she was going to try.
"Harry, how did you get those." He didn't answer, but just stared at his feet through the pool.
"Harry, how did you get those," Hermione repeated. Harry didn't move, but just then a large barn owl flew in and dropped a package in Hermione's hands. Harry, thankful for the distraction, bade her open it at once. They waded over to the side of the pool, and she opened it. Inside were a few vials containing materials for what was probably a potion, and also a note. Oh, no, thought Harry. This wasn't going to be good.
The note said:
Dear Harry,
How is life at Hermione's? I hope that you're having fun, but not TOO much fun, if you know what I mean. I hope the sleeping potion last night worked, and I enclosed ingredients for a week's worth of potion. You and Herm can mix it, or if you're not going to tell her mix it yourself. Dumbledore told me to only give you enough for a week to give you your strength back, then you have to fight it on your own. Have a lot of fun, and BE RESPONSIBLE.
-Sirius
Hermione was not looking too happy, and dragged herself out of the pool. Drying herself off, she started to walk inside.
"Hermione, where are you going?"
"Dammit Harry! Why didn't you tell me? I'm supposed to be one of your two best friends, and supposed to help you through your problems. Not have you keep them from me because you don't trust me!" She turned and ran in the house without a backward glance. This was not what Harry wanted at all, Hermione mad at him while he was at her house. Drying himself off and throwing on a shirt, he went off after her.
He found her lying on her bed in her room and went to sit down next to her. He didn't really want to do this, but it was better than having Hermione mad at him.
"Hermione." Silence. "Hermi!"
"Don't call me that! I hate that name!"
"Are you mad at me for something?"
Hermione didn't answer. She thought to herself over and over again that it wasn't Harry's fault that the male race was stupid, and to not explode at him for being so thick.
"I'll take that as a yes, okay. Hermione, I had a good reason for not telling you about everything, I do."
"This ought to be good." Hermione turned to look at him.
"First, I didn't tell you about the dreams because I didn't want you to worry about me. Everyone always does, and I don't need it."
"Harry I'm your friend! Of course I would worry about you, but I would also help you through it!""I know Hermione, I was just stupid!"
"Well, obviously!"
"Well I'm sorry, all right!"
"What about the bruises?" Here Harry stopped and turned away. Turning back, he looked Hermione in the eyes.
"Do you know why I left the Dursley's?"
"No, why did you leave?"
"Because that's where I got the bruises." It took a minute for that to sink in, and Harry looked away again."Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry, I didn't know.""It's okay.""No it isn't. I shouldn't have done the suspicious evil person thing." Hermione looked at Harry closely, trying to gauge what he was thinking. Finally giving up, she got up and sat down on the bed next to him. "It's okay Harry. It's just that with You-know-who back and all…"
"Hermione Granger, I order you this moment to forget it. You're perfectly right to worry about me, because, I mean, just look at what's happened.""Let me make it up to you."
"How?"
"Those are Dudley's old clothes, aren't they?""Yes," replied Harry, looking puzzled.
"My mum's always complaining about your horrible clothes, so she kind of gave me some money to get you some knew one's." Hermione, not giving Harry a chance to respond, pulled him out the door by his arm.
Three hours and a lot of money later, Harry and Hermione were walking back to the house along a muggle sidewalk burdened with bags. Hermione pulled him onto a path through the woods, saying that it was a shortcut. They were all alone, but as they went over a small rise they could see two people walking the opposite way hand in hand. As they got closer, they could see that it was a girl about their age scantily clad with a boy who looked about twenty. All of a sudden Hermione gasped and pulled Harry to one side.
"Harry, I know that girl from when I went to muggle school. Do not say hello, do not answer her if she says hello, do not even look at her. If there is one form of life lower than Draco Malfoy, then it's her." They kept walking, but as they were about to pass the other girl spoke up in a fake nice voice.
"Why is that HERMIONE? Hermione, how are you?""Why just fine Alicia. I hope your doing well," replied Hermione in a forced voice.
"I'm just fine." Turning to speak to the boy, Alicia said "Greg, go ahead and wait for me at the ice cream stand." When the boy hesitated, Alicia yelled "NOW!" Greg took off at a fast trot, leaving the three of them alone.
Alicia turned to Hermione and said "So, are you having fun in the freak school that they sent you to?"
"You're only calling it that because you weren't smart enough to get in." Hermione was starting to get red.
"And you finally found a little boyfriend for yourself. Is he second hand, with that ugly scratch on him and all? I'm surprised at you, Hermione. With your family you should have been able to buy someone of the first rate."
"He's not my boyfriend. You're just mad because I got into a real school and you had to go to public!"
"Well, I can see that you're still a stuck up bitch!""I can see that you still sleep with men ten years older than you!"
"You always hated me because I'm so much more popular than you!""You always hated me because I'm so much smarted than you!"
Harry was starting to get scared that it might come to blows, so he stepped between them and tried to quite them down, only to be pushed out by both of the girls.
"BITCH!"
"WHORE!" There was a flash of green light, and suddenly everything was silent.
An onlooker would have thought that the situation was very strange, with Hermione sitting on the ground crying and Harry standing in shock next to a small black donkey. Harry knelt on the ground next to Hermione trying to console her.
"Oh Harry, I'm going to be expelled!" cried Hermione into Harry's shoulder."No you won't Hermione. All it is is a quick counter spell and a memory charm and everything will be fine and bloody dandy."
"My parents are going to kill me."
"No they won't."
"But the decree for underage magic-"
"Hermione, listen to me! You are the best student in Hogwarts. There is no way that you are going to be expelled. You didn't mean to do it, it was an accident." With that said, Harry turned Alicia back into a human and did a quick memory charm on her. She looked rather dazed and confused, but she wandered off down the path in the right direction. Looking back to Hermione, he saw that she was up and walking home. Hurrying to catch up to her quick steps, he took all the bags and followed her.
Walking directly into the living room, they heard noises coming from the little drawing room to the side. Stopping in the doorway, they looked in shock at Hermione's parents inside the room.
"Come on Eric, they only went a few hours ago. They won't be home for a while."
"Okay, but if they catch us it's your fault." That said, they launched into a long and deep kiss. Only about a minute later did they hear the sound of a screaming Hermione run out of the doorway, followed by a red Harry.
Harry didn't see Hermione until it was time to eat dinner. She was in her room, and seeing as what had happened already today he thought it best to leave her alone for a few hours. He watched the television for a few hours then read one of the many books that were to be found in his room. Knocking on Hermione's door before he went down to eat, she joined him on the stairs.
Nobody said anything for a few minutes, and then Susan broke the silence.
"So, did you kids have fun shopping?" Harry was silent, so Hermione spoke up.
"No, actually. On the way back I accidentally turned Alicia O'Conner into a goat."
"WHAT!" yelled Hermione's mother.'
"I accidentally turned her into a goat!"
"How do you accidentally turn somebody into a goat?!"
Harry finally spoke up, saying, "It really wasn't her fault. Alicia was provoking her and it was involuntary. It didn't do any damage, really. I turned her right back and put a memory charm on her.""It doesn't matter if she didn't mean it or not, you can't go around turning people into goats!""Mum, please!" Susan was quite for a minute, then spoke up yet again.
"Now, I know that you kids saw me and Eric in the drawing room today, and we need to talk about that. You see, sometimes grownups…"
"No, mum, you are not going to do this NOW!"
"Hermi, be quiet and listen!"
"Mum!""Hermi, listen now. Your father and I are a married couple, and it is okay for married couples to express their love physically." By this time Hermione had her head buried in her arms and Harry was blushing bright red.
"I want you two to remember that you are only fourteen, and it is definitely not okay for you to express your love physically, understood?"
"Mum. A, we know not to express our love physically. B, we don't have any love to express. C, we are friends. Just friends. Why do people not understand this?" Hermione said all of this into her arms.
"Hermi, you know we just care about you two, and don't want anything bad to happen to the two of you." Hermione didn't say anything, but just ran upstairs to her room. Harry finished the rest of his meal silently, then left as soon as possible.
Walking up to Hermione's room, he stopped at the door and pondered whether to go in or not. Finally deciding to go in, he opened the door and found Hermione lying on the bed with her head in a pillow.
"Hermione, are you okay?""NO, I'm obviously very much not! When my parents do that to me it's kind of hard to be okay!""They just care about you, that's all.""If they cared about me then they would trust me. Oh, by the way, do you want to shag right now?""WHAT?""See, were not going to do anything. That just proved it right there.""Now Hermione, I know that I am incredibly hot, but you just can't go around asking a guy if he wants to have sex all the time.""Shut up Harry."
"Hermione, give up the that pretense, we both know that no female could possibly resist me."
"Shut up Harry."
"Hermione, you can't deny that I'm dead sexy." The only answer he received to that was a pillow in the face. Getting up, he walked back to his own room and started reading again.
Not much happened in the next week. Hermione's parents didn't question lecture them anymore, no more people were turned into donkey's, and there were no events from the wizarding world. Harry was finally able to sleep late, wake up and have whatever he wanted for breakfast at any time, do whatever he wanted at any given time, and overall just having fun with Hermione. After fourteen years of the Dursley's and then four years of the Hogwart's regime, he was enjoying his vacation from it all very much. He had clothes that fit, a huge room, light to do his homework by, and a large and comfortable bed that he was thoroughly enjoying. He was learning how to swim, and most importantly was getting dreamless sleep every night. Finally the day came at the end of June when he had to give up the sleeping potion. He did this rather reluctantly, but when it came time for bed he went right to sleep.
"You stupid wizard, I'm gonna' teach you a lesson you'll never forget!" Harry could feel the pain coursing through him as Uncle Vernon hit him. Over and over again he hit Harry, first slapping him hard then punching him. He threw Harry on the bed, ripped off Harry's shirt, and took off his belt. All that Harry could see or feel was the intense pain as Vernon hit him. Suddenly, Harry felt the blows stop. He turned and saw that Hermione was in the room, and Uncle Vernon was staring at her. She went over to Harry and pulled him into a hug, making all the pain disappear from his body. Hermione turned back and cursed Vernon, pushing him out the door. Then he came back in the door, but it wasn't Vernon, but Voldemort! Harry then saw that Hermione had turned into Cedric, and knew what was going to happen. There was a flash of light, the words "Avada Kedavra" and Cedric fell dead.
Harry woke up and realized that he was screaming, and quickly stopped. He felt his back and there was nothing there but smooth skin. Realizing it was a dream; he lay back down and thought about what had happened, only to be interrupted by Hermione coming in the door in a nightgown.
"Harry, what happened? I heard you screaming, and I thought that…" she trailed off.
"Don't worry Hermione, it was only a dream.""But Harry, I heard you screaming.""Hermione, listen, it was only a bad dream."Hermione sat down at the edge of the bed. "Tell me about it."Harry looked away. "I don't want to," he said softly.
"Harry, look at me." When he didn't respond, she repeated, "Harry, look at me NOW." Harry looked up slowly, finally coming to her face. "Harry, you'll never get through this if you keep it just to yourself," shivering as she said this. "Now push over and start talking, understood?" Hermione pushed Harry aside almost onto the floor and slipped under the blankets with him. By the time Harry finished it had been almost a half an hour because he had to stop every few sentences to collect himself.
"Okay Harry, what you are going to do is go back to sleep, understood?"
"But I can't.""Oh, but I can't," Hermione mocked him. "Harry, I'm not going back into my room and my nice warm bed until you go to sleep."
Harry decided not to argue, instead resting his eyes. Next thing he knew, it was light out and he was lying next to Hermione when he was awoken by the loud voice of Hermione's dad."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!"
CHAPTER 4
A/N
Whack!
Harry Potter awoke in his room to find Hermione standing at the side of his bed with a pillow, still in her nightgown.
"Hermione, go away! Harry need sleep now."
"Come on, wake up. It's nine already. My mum and dad have already left for their office."
"No. Need sleep now!"
Harry, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but you asked for it." With that, Hermione leapt on Harry's bed, then started beating him with a pillow. After a minute, he gave up trying to sleep and started to fight back. After a good five-minute battle, a truce was declared without any clear winner.
"Okay Hermione, out now. I have to put some clothes on. I don't exactly think that your parents would appreciate it if I walked around in my boxers around you."
"Yeah, clothes probably would be a good idea. I've got to go feed my Crooky-Shanks. Come down to the kitchen after, and we can attempt to cook breakfast."
Making sure that Hermione had left, Harry hopped out from underneath the blankets and threw on some of his muggle clothes and went downstairs, finding Hermione all ready in the kitchen making toast. After a quick breakfast, Hermione grabbed Harry by his arm and pulled him up from the little table.
"Let's go for a swim. Nothing will wake you up like a swim in the morning. I'll go get you something that you can swim in."
"Um, Hermione, you do know that I can't swim, right?"
Hermione considered this new evidence for a minute. Finally, she said, "That's okay, I can teach you. Now come on, were losing precious minutes of possible swimming time." Running off into the house, Harry waited in apprehension. He had never been in water before besides the second task, and he didn't exactly want to go in now. But when Hermione had her mind set on something, there was no changing it. If there was one thing that he learned from having a female best friend, it was that when a girl had her mind set on something, there was no changing it.
Hermione ran back in and tossed Harry a rather small bathing suit, or so Harry thought.
"Go up and change in your room, then come down to the pool. And hurry up!" Not wanting to argue Harry walked up to his room and changed. When he was done, he walked back down to the pool and saw that Hermione was in the pool. Standing by the side for a minute, he watched her swim. She looked pretty good at it, and he once again had second thoughts about this.
"Harry, all you have to do right now is jump in right here and get used to the water. It's shallow and you can stand up in it." Harry took off his shirt a little sheepishly, then took a running leap into the water. It was nice and warm, and he felt comfortable as he stood in it up to his neck. He splashed around a little bit, and got the feel of the pool as he tried to float. Turning back to Hermione, he could see that she was frowning at something.
"Hermione, whats up?"
"Harry, how did you get that thing on your back?"
"What thing on my back?"
"That big bruise," Hermione said she swam over. "It goes all the way from here to here." As she said this she gingerly poked him on the back of his right shoulder and at the small of his back on the right side. Oh no, Harry thought. That must be from when the Dursley's threw me into the wall. Well, at least she didn't notice the bruises on my face.
"And not only that, but you have two big bruises on your face." Well, scratch that one thought Harry. He didn't want to tell her the how he had gotten them, but he knew that she was going to try.
"Harry, how did you get those." He didn't answer, but just stared at his feet through the pool.
"Harry, how did you get those," Hermione repeated. Harry didn't move, but just then a large barn owl flew in and dropped a package in Hermione's hands. Harry, thankful for the distraction, bade her open it at once. They waded over to the side of the pool, and she opened it. Inside were a few vials containing materials for what was probably a potion, and also a note. Oh, no, thought Harry. This wasn't going to be good.
The note said:
Dear Harry,
How is life at Hermione's? I hope that you're having fun, but not TOO much fun, if you know what I mean. I hope the sleeping potion last night worked, and I enclosed ingredients for a week's worth of potion. You and Herm can mix it, or if you're not going to tell her mix it yourself. Dumbledore told me to only give you enough for a week to give you your strength back, then you have to fight it on your own. Have a lot of fun, and BE RESPONSIBLE.
-Sirius
Hermione was not looking too happy, and dragged herself out of the pool. Drying herself off, she started to walk inside.
"Hermione, where are you going?"
"Dammit Harry! Why didn't you tell me? I'm supposed to be one of your two best friends, and supposed to help you through your problems. Not have you keep them from me because you don't trust me!" She turned and ran in the house without a backward glance. This was not what Harry wanted at all, Hermione mad at him while he was at her house. Drying himself off and throwing on a shirt, he went off after her.
He found her lying on her bed in her room and went to sit down next to her. He didn't really want to do this, but it was better than having Hermione mad at him.
"Hermione." Silence. "Hermi!"
"Don't call me that! I hate that name!"
"Are you mad at me for something?"
Hermione didn't answer. She thought to herself over and over again that it wasn't Harry's fault that the male race was stupid, and to not explode at him for being so thick.
"I'll take that as a yes, okay. Hermione, I had a good reason for not telling you about everything, I do."
"This ought to be good." Hermione turned to look at him.
"First, I didn't tell you about the dreams because I didn't want you to worry about me. Everyone always does, and I don't need it."
"Harry I'm your friend! Of course I would worry about you, but I would also help you through it!""I know Hermione, I was just stupid!"
"Well, obviously!"
"Well I'm sorry, all right!"
"What about the bruises?" Here Harry stopped and turned away. Turning back, he looked Hermione in the eyes.
"Do you know why I left the Dursley's?"
"No, why did you leave?"
"Because that's where I got the bruises." It took a minute for that to sink in, and Harry looked away again."Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry, I didn't know.""It's okay.""No it isn't. I shouldn't have done the suspicious evil person thing." Hermione looked at Harry closely, trying to gauge what he was thinking. Finally giving up, she got up and sat down on the bed next to him. "It's okay Harry. It's just that with You-know-who back and all…"
"Hermione Granger, I order you this moment to forget it. You're perfectly right to worry about me, because, I mean, just look at what's happened.""Let me make it up to you."
"How?"
"Those are Dudley's old clothes, aren't they?""Yes," replied Harry, looking puzzled.
"My mum's always complaining about your horrible clothes, so she kind of gave me some money to get you some knew one's." Hermione, not giving Harry a chance to respond, pulled him out the door by his arm.
Three hours and a lot of money later, Harry and Hermione were walking back to the house along a muggle sidewalk burdened with bags. Hermione pulled him onto a path through the woods, saying that it was a shortcut. They were all alone, but as they went over a small rise they could see two people walking the opposite way hand in hand. As they got closer, they could see that it was a girl about their age scantily clad with a boy who looked about twenty. All of a sudden Hermione gasped and pulled Harry to one side.
"Harry, I know that girl from when I went to muggle school. Do not say hello, do not answer her if she says hello, do not even look at her. If there is one form of life lower than Draco Malfoy, then it's her." They kept walking, but as they were about to pass the other girl spoke up in a fake nice voice.
"Why is that HERMIONE? Hermione, how are you?""Why just fine Alicia. I hope your doing well," replied Hermione in a forced voice.
"I'm just fine." Turning to speak to the boy, Alicia said "Greg, go ahead and wait for me at the ice cream stand." When the boy hesitated, Alicia yelled "NOW!" Greg took off at a fast trot, leaving the three of them alone.
Alicia turned to Hermione and said "So, are you having fun in the freak school that they sent you to?"
"You're only calling it that because you weren't smart enough to get in." Hermione was starting to get red.
"And you finally found a little boyfriend for yourself. Is he second hand, with that ugly scratch on him and all? I'm surprised at you, Hermione. With your family you should have been able to buy someone of the first rate."
"He's not my boyfriend. You're just mad because I got into a real school and you had to go to public!"
"Well, I can see that you're still a stuck up bitch!""I can see that you still sleep with men ten years older than you!"
"You always hated me because I'm so much more popular than you!""You always hated me because I'm so much smarted than you!"
Harry was starting to get scared that it might come to blows, so he stepped between them and tried to quite them down, only to be pushed out by both of the girls.
"BITCH!"
"WHORE!" There was a flash of green light, and suddenly everything was silent.
An onlooker would have thought that the situation was very strange, with Hermione sitting on the ground crying and Harry standing in shock next to a small black donkey. Harry knelt on the ground next to Hermione trying to console her.
"Oh Harry, I'm going to be expelled!" cried Hermione into Harry's shoulder."No you won't Hermione. All it is is a quick counter spell and a memory charm and everything will be fine and bloody dandy."
"My parents are going to kill me."
"No they won't."
"But the decree for underage magic-"
"Hermione, listen to me! You are the best student in Hogwarts. There is no way that you are going to be expelled. You didn't mean to do it, it was an accident." With that said, Harry turned Alicia back into a human and did a quick memory charm on her. She looked rather dazed and confused, but she wandered off down the path in the right direction. Looking back to Hermione, he saw that she was up and walking home. Hurrying to catch up to her quick steps, he took all the bags and followed her.
Walking directly into the living room, they heard noises coming from the little drawing room to the side. Stopping in the doorway, they looked in shock at Hermione's parents inside the room.
"Come on Eric, they only went a few hours ago. They won't be home for a while."
"Okay, but if they catch us it's your fault." That said, they launched into a long and deep kiss. Only about a minute later did they hear the sound of a screaming Hermione run out of the doorway, followed by a red Harry.
Harry didn't see Hermione until it was time to eat dinner. She was in her room, and seeing as what had happened already today he thought it best to leave her alone for a few hours. He watched the television for a few hours then read one of the many books that were to be found in his room. Knocking on Hermione's door before he went down to eat, she joined him on the stairs.
Nobody said anything for a few minutes, and then Susan broke the silence.
"So, did you kids have fun shopping?" Harry was silent, so Hermione spoke up.
"No, actually. On the way back I accidentally turned Alicia O'Conner into a goat."
"WHAT!" yelled Hermione's mother.'
"I accidentally turned her into a goat!"
"How do you accidentally turn somebody into a goat?!"
Harry finally spoke up, saying, "It really wasn't her fault. Alicia was provoking her and it was involuntary. It didn't do any damage, really. I turned her right back and put a memory charm on her.""It doesn't matter if she didn't mean it or not, you can't go around turning people into goats!""Mum, please!" Susan was quite for a minute, then spoke up yet again.
"Now, I know that you kids saw me and Eric in the drawing room today, and we need to talk about that. You see, sometimes grownups…"
"No, mum, you are not going to do this NOW!"
"Hermi, be quiet and listen!"
"Mum!""Hermi, listen now. Your father and I are a married couple, and it is okay for married couples to express their love physically." By this time Hermione had her head buried in her arms and Harry was blushing bright red.
"I want you two to remember that you are only fourteen, and it is definitely not okay for you to express your love physically, understood?"
"Mum. A, we know not to express our love physically. B, we don't have any love to express. C, we are friends. Just friends. Why do people not understand this?" Hermione said all of this into her arms.
"Hermi, you know we just care about you two, and don't want anything bad to happen to the two of you." Hermione didn't say anything, but just ran upstairs to her room. Harry finished the rest of his meal silently, then left as soon as possible.
Walking up to Hermione's room, he stopped at the door and pondered whether to go in or not. Finally deciding to go in, he opened the door and found Hermione lying on the bed with her head in a pillow.
"Hermione, are you okay?""NO, I'm obviously very much not! When my parents do that to me it's kind of hard to be okay!""They just care about you, that's all.""If they cared about me then they would trust me. Oh, by the way, do you want to shag right now?""WHAT?""See, were not going to do anything. That just proved it right there.""Now Hermione, I know that I am incredibly hot, but you just can't go around asking a guy if he wants to have sex all the time.""Shut up Harry."
"Hermione, give up the that pretense, we both know that no female could possibly resist me."
"Shut up Harry."
"Hermione, you can't deny that I'm dead sexy." The only answer he received to that was a pillow in the face. Getting up, he walked back to his own room and started reading again.
Not much happened in the next week. Hermione's parents didn't question lecture them anymore, no more people were turned into donkey's, and there were no events from the wizarding world. Harry was finally able to sleep late, wake up and have whatever he wanted for breakfast at any time, do whatever he wanted at any given time, and overall just having fun with Hermione. After fourteen years of the Dursley's and then four years of the Hogwart's regime, he was enjoying his vacation from it all very much. He had clothes that fit, a huge room, light to do his homework by, and a large and comfortable bed that he was thoroughly enjoying. He was learning how to swim, and most importantly was getting dreamless sleep every night. Finally the day came at the end of June when he had to give up the sleeping potion. He did this rather reluctantly, but when it came time for bed he went right to sleep.
"You stupid wizard, I'm gonna' teach you a lesson you'll never forget!" Harry could feel the pain coursing through him as Uncle Vernon hit him. Over and over again he hit Harry, first slapping him hard then punching him. He threw Harry on the bed, ripped off Harry's shirt, and took off his belt. All that Harry could see or feel was the intense pain as Vernon hit him. Suddenly, Harry felt the blows stop. He turned and saw that Hermione was in the room, and Uncle Vernon was staring at her. She went over to Harry and pulled him into a hug, making all the pain disappear from his body. Hermione turned back and cursed Vernon, pushing him out the door. Then he came back in the door, but it wasn't Vernon, but Voldemort! Harry then saw that Hermione had turned into Cedric, and knew what was going to happen. There was a flash of light, the words "Avada Kedavra" and Cedric fell dead.
Harry woke up and realized that he was screaming, and quickly stopped. He felt his back and there was nothing there but smooth skin. Realizing it was a dream; he lay back down and thought about what had happened, only to be interrupted by Hermione coming in the door in a nightgown.
"Harry, what happened? I heard you screaming, and I thought that…" she trailed off.
"Don't worry Hermione, it was only a dream.""But Harry, I heard you screaming.""Hermione, listen, it was only a bad dream."Hermione sat down at the edge of the bed. "Tell me about it."Harry looked away. "I don't want to," he said softly.
"Harry, look at me." When he didn't respond, she repeated, "Harry, look at me NOW." Harry looked up slowly, finally coming to her face. "Harry, you'll never get through this if you keep it just to yourself," shivering as she said this. "Now push over and start talking, understood?" Hermione pushed Harry aside almost onto the floor and slipped under the blankets with him. By the time Harry finished it had been almost a half an hour because he had to stop every few sentences to collect himself.
"Okay Harry, what you are going to do is go back to sleep, understood?"
"But I can't.""Oh, but I can't," Hermione mocked him. "Harry, I'm not going back into my room and my nice warm bed until you go to sleep."
Harry decided not to argue, instead resting his eyes. Next thing he knew, it was light out and he was lying next to Hermione when he was awoken by the loud voice of Hermione's dad."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!"
