Fighting for Her

A/N: FINALLY!!! The 3rd chapter. Well…at the 2nd one we left Harry REALLY confused because of Ron's warning, but most of all, because of lil' Herm…she's mixing up things but well…*drums* CHAPTERRR 3

Chapter 3: Undercover Harry's POV. (thoughts are in black)

A week later, things were going worst. And, true to be told, he had been visited by her everyday around midnight, and they just talked…and studied… till someone yelled at them to shut up, and Herm left. It was curious. By the day, she was the perfect girlfriend for Ron. And by the night, she went with Harry.

But this night, they had gone too far. He woke up around 3 o'clock in the morning looking around the dark room. The loud snoring of Seamus could be heard and someone, maybe Dean, had left the window open. He got up and went to close it. As he returned, he found that Herm was there, sleeping like a little angel.

"What is she doing here…?"

He decided it was better to carry her to her dorm. She was really beautiful while sleeping.

He walked there, with her in his arms. He opened the door carefully, trying not to wake the other girls, who'll spread the gossip all around the school if they caught him there, holding a sleepy Herm. He really knew this girls and how they'd be delighted to have such good gossip to talk about.

He glared at each of the four-posters, all of them with the curtains closed. But finally found one that was empty. It was by the window, so the moonlight bathed it with its silvery light.

She placed her in her bed, kissed her forehead. She did look beautiful in the moonlight…but he was too noble to cheat over Ron. He was about to leave, thinking if Ron really deserved such a good girl like Herm, when a hand took his, and dragged him back. It was Herm, that had awaken, a sleepy look on her chest-nut eyes and a dreamy smile drew in her lips.

Herm's POV

She knew this had to be a dream. Come on… Harry taking her to her dorm? And kissing her forehead? It WAS impossible. So she dragged him back. He knelt beside her, and stuck his gaze in her eyes. But then, she looked around. There was everything she knew, the trunk and her books spread all over the floor in the other side of her bed…and she had a terrible headache. So it wasn't a dream…

"Gosh!!! If someone saw us!!! I'm lost!"

But with Harry so near her, it was quite impossible to be that worried about Ron….about everything… She wanted to… she couldn't put a finger on it…but she felt like she needed to be…She needed a kiss. She could barely remember when was the last time Ron had TRULY kissed her. She couldn't do it…things would go even worse. But his lips…

"Come on Herm…control yourself…you can't be kissing anybody…but he's not ANYBODY…he's your friend…and he's handsome…and nice to you…and brave…and sexy…"

She couldn't stop herself anymore. She put her hands the back of his neck and pushed him to her, and pressed his lips onto hers. It was good to feel his tongue in her throat, he kissed a thousand, no, a million times better than Ron did. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been kissed like that long time ago…Seems he understood, because, after she stopped, he continued the kiss, into an even better one as she pushed him over her to the bed. He put his hands over her waist, stroking her stomach. They kept kissing, looking into each other's eyes. No one said a word. Just continued. Herm closed the curtains of her bed to hide them from the other girls, and keep them safe in the darkness of the room, between the shadows.

That morning, there was one empty bed at the boy's dorm. It was Harry's. He had slept at Herm's, but no one knew it, but their selves. No one had barely noticed he was missing. This was REALLY going far and far from a cute, pure friendship. It wasn't JUST that from a long time ago.

In the girl's dorm, they missed Herm waking them up early, and throwing water over their faces, and bothering to hurry up. Indeed, she was still sleeping.

But inside those curtains, happened another thing.

"Herm, I must go…" He said in just a whisper

"I know, but you've to wait them, till they leave, if not…"

"Ron will catch us…I know but…What if you just tell him?"

"I can't! I can't do that. He'll hate me forever!"

He just lowered his gaze. Then, as to cheer him up, she kissed him. He stroke her hair as she put her hands at the back of his neck.

"He's so different from Ron, he's so tender…it's like he needed to be loved…and he asking for it… to me…those eyes…"

They broke up the kiss when they heard the door being closed with a big thud. They opened the curtains when suddenly, one of the girls at the dorm, Isabel Gomez, went out of the bathroom. She almost fainted with what she saw, and was about to scream when Harry quickly covered her mouth with his hand.

"Isabel… we can explain…" was the first Herm managed to say. Not very original though.

But Isabel, who was a transfer girl from Spain that had arrived in their 6th year and friend of Herm, tried to speak, her voice muffled by Harry's hand. She kicked Harry's… well, his PART. He quickly let her go, and covered well… you know what I'm talking about do you?

"Herm…you, with Harry, the whole night together…I can't believe you're cheating Ron…and with his best…"

"Don't say a thing about this Right?"

"Don't worry Herm, the secret's safe with me…now get out of here before any of the girls return…Sorry Harry but I had to…Go Herm and do whatever you have to. And you boy, come with me. Nobody can see you getting out of here."

So they did as she said. For the meantime, it was the best thing to do. To trust in this Spanish girl. Harry was still unable to speak because of Isabel's kick.

So another week passed of secret meetings at midnight in the boy's dorm. Ron didn't seem to notice what was going on. Isabel was a great help for them. She could control Ron, it was obvious she had a crush on him, but didn't hate Herm, for some strange reason. When he stayed awake late at night at the common room, she stayed with him too, and flirted with him as much as her girl power could do. And, as she flirted with him, Harry and Herm where together, hidden from the world, in the middle of the darkness, in and undercover love.

The end… till this headache stops

D/C: I owe it all to Miss Joanne Kathleen Rowling, if not, I would not be here, writing. She owns all you recognize, but Harry is still mine (yesss).

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