"Oh God. I'm so embarrassed. I'm such a stupid loser!" Erika said as she walked quickly into the school. Ron, Harry, and Hermione had to practically run to keep up with her.
"Erika. Don't worry about it. Malfoy's the git. Not you." Harry said as he caught up with her.
"I wouldn't be to sure about that, Potter. I mean, the little bitch did trust me." All four friends spun around and saw Malfoy standing there.
"Take that back." Erika said through gritted teeth. She started to stop forward, but Ron grabbed her scarf.
"Let her go, Ron." Hermione said and he did.
"No, I don't think I will take that back." Malfoy sneered. "You know I was using you this whole time, didn't you? Or are you really that stupid?" He paused and his face broke into a cruel smile. "Bitch." Erika lunged at Malfoy and smacked him across the face. Malfoy went to go yell but stopped. "That didn't hurt-" He said, but was cut off my Erika's fist flying toward his face and hitting him right across the jaw. "That did." He said and fell to the ground. Erika just looked at him and walked away.
"And that's why you never call a girl a bitch." Hermione said as the three of them fell into step behind Erika.
That weekend, Hogwarts students were getting ready to go to Hogsmeade. Harry and Ron were up in their room, picking out clothes to wear. Harry picked out a pair of dark blue jeans and a light gray turtleneck sweater and Ron had on Khaki's and a green plaid shirt over a white T-shirt. Harry attempted to comb his messy black hair before letting it just stay messy and Ron just quickly ran his fingers though his hair. A few minutes later, the boys were downstairs waiting for Hermione and Erika. People started to come out of their dorms and out of the house.
"Are you guys going to Hogsmeade?" Neville Longbottom asked and he left with Lavender Brown.
"Yeah, in a minute." Harry said.
"Waiting for Erika and Hermione?" Lavender asked and they both nodded. "They look great, wait until you see them." She said as they left.
"Yeah, I can't...if THEY WOULD HURRY UP!" Ron shouted to the door and it opened.
"Hold your horses." They could hear Erika say as the door opened fully. The two girls walked down the stairs and stopped in front of Ron and Harry. The two young men stood there open mouthed at the girls in front of them.
Hermione was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans with glitter all over them with a light blue T-shirt. Her hair was straightened and hanging loose to her elbows and she had on a light blue eyeliner all around her eyes with glitter on them.
Erika had on a short pink plaid skirt with a tight black shirt that tied up in the back. She had on her knee high books and a hot pink choker with a silver lip ring. Her make up was the usual black eyeliner all over her eyes and her hair was flipped up at the ends.
"Thank god for Hot Topic." Erika said and they looked at her. "American Muggle store." She said and she offered her arm to Harry. Hermione did the same to Ron. "Shall we?" She asked and he nodded. The four of them walked out of the Gryffindor house together, arm in arm.
10 minutes later, they arrived in Hogsmeade. After a few minutes of looking around and buying things, they ended up in Three Broomsticks.
"God, I can't believe I bought 7 chocolate frogs." Ron said and they all sat down. A waitress approached them and asked for their order.
"Four butterbeers." Harry said as the door swung open. In walked Malfoy with all of his other Slytherin friends. They looked over at the four friends and began laughing. Erika grabbed the waitresses' arm and stopped her.
"Can you make mine a hard butterbeer?" She asked and the waitress nodded and walked away.
"Erika, don't let him get to you." Harry said as the waitress brought back their drinks and Erika began to gulp hers down.
"He's....not." She said as she slammed her glass down and ordered another.
"Harry, have you seen Erika?" Ron asked. "We have to go back now."
"No, I haven't seen her since..."
"...Three Broomsticks." Hermione finished. "Oh God, she must be trashed."
"Okay, well, I'll go get her and make sure she gets back okay. You two go on ahead." Harry said to the other two. They nodded and began walking back toward Hogwarts. Harry took off down the street and began looking for Erika. It didn't take long. He found her standing in front of the window to a store watching the people inside.
"Erika?" He asked cautiously and she spun around.
"POTTER! HARRY! POTTY! HARRY POTTY!" She screamed, laughing hysterically.
"Erika! How many butterbeers did you have?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I dunno. I lost count after the sirst or fecond." She slewed and began giggling.
"First or second?"
"That's it! You know Harry, you and me have always been undiser-undiff-alike." She took his hand and began running down the street with Harry, her hair flying began her. She stopped at a band playing.
"Oh! A band. Can I have this dance Mitter Pister...Mister Potter?" Erika asked. She bowed and stumbled. Harry quickly grabbed her and steadied her upright. She took his hands in hers and began waltzing around in a circle with him.
"You dance divine." Harry said, deciding to humor her.
"As do you." She giggled. "Oh Harry why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you tolerate me? I'm such a bitch to you."
"I know." Harry said and Erika mock-gasped.
"My heart is broken." She said, laughing.
"Mine is too." Harry said with seriousness and she stopped dancing and stared at him. He looked into her gray eyes and she looked into his green ones. She closed her eyes and started to lean up towards him. He began to do the same. Their lips we're about 10 inches apart...
7 inches...
3 inches...
1 inch...
10 inches... Harry quickly opened his eyes as he felt all of Erika's weight fall on him. He looked down and saw that Erika had passed out in his arms. He smiled and brought his right arm under her legs to pick her up. Lightly shaking his head, he started back toward Hogwarts.
Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room and dropped Erika down on the couch. She opened her eyes and quickly sat up.
"Where am I?" She asked and grabbed her head in pain. "Ow."
"You get over alcohol quick." Harry said, smiling.
"Alcohol? Harry, what happened?"
"You got drunk in Hogsmeade." He said and she screamed silently.
"Oh god. Did I make a total ass out of myself?"
"Not really. I think I'm the only person that saw you. We danced." He said and bit his lip as he sat down on the couch next to her.
"Is that all?"
"No."
"No?"
"No, we almost kissed." He said and Erika laughed.
"Oh, my God!"
"Well, it's better that we didn't because..." He trailed off and Erika looked at him.
"Because what?"
"I've never snogged a girl before."
"You've never sno... what the fuck is snogged?"
"Kissed."
"You've never kissed a girl before?" Erika asked, her eyes wide open. Harry groaned and buried his face deep into his hands.
"No! And I'm scared shitless to!"
"There's nothing to it. I'll show you." Harry's head snapped up and he looked into Erika's eyes. Surprisingly, her gray eyes were as serious as ever.
"What?"
"Look," Erika said as she sat closer to Harry. "Just do this." As she spoke, she did each movement. "You move your head toward the girl or guy and slightly tilt your head."
"Like this?" Harry asked, tilting his head forward to meet Erika's.
"Exactly. Now, close your eyes." They both did so. "And slowly move in." They both moved in at the same time and their lips lightly met for a few seconds, then they pulled away. "Okay, now, do it again, and follow exactly what I do." Once again their lips met. After a few seconds of regular kissing, Erika slightly opened her mouth and Harry followed. Their tongues met and a few seconds later, Harry pulled back.
"What about my hands?" He asked as Erika pulled a hair tie off of her wrist and pulled her hair up.
"What about them?"
"What do I do with them?"
"Oh. You put them on the girl's waist again."
"Can we try again?" Harry asked, surprising himself with his sudden assertiveness. Apparently, Erika was caught off guard by it also. She blinked quickly.
"Sure." They both moved forward again and their lips had almost met when-
"Harry? Are you back yet?" Ron's voice cut through the darkness and both teenagers jumped away from each other.
"Yeah. I'm back."
"Lumos." Ron said and the room was filled with a faint light.
"Hey Ron."
"Hey Erika."
"Well," Erika proclaimed, jumping up. "I...have to go to bed. Good night." She blabbered out and before the guys could respond, she was out of the room and they could hear her door shutting. Ron looked at Harry and Harry looked at Ron.
"Dude, what the hell just happened?" Ron asked.
"Erika. Don't worry about it. Malfoy's the git. Not you." Harry said as he caught up with her.
"I wouldn't be to sure about that, Potter. I mean, the little bitch did trust me." All four friends spun around and saw Malfoy standing there.
"Take that back." Erika said through gritted teeth. She started to stop forward, but Ron grabbed her scarf.
"Let her go, Ron." Hermione said and he did.
"No, I don't think I will take that back." Malfoy sneered. "You know I was using you this whole time, didn't you? Or are you really that stupid?" He paused and his face broke into a cruel smile. "Bitch." Erika lunged at Malfoy and smacked him across the face. Malfoy went to go yell but stopped. "That didn't hurt-" He said, but was cut off my Erika's fist flying toward his face and hitting him right across the jaw. "That did." He said and fell to the ground. Erika just looked at him and walked away.
"And that's why you never call a girl a bitch." Hermione said as the three of them fell into step behind Erika.
That weekend, Hogwarts students were getting ready to go to Hogsmeade. Harry and Ron were up in their room, picking out clothes to wear. Harry picked out a pair of dark blue jeans and a light gray turtleneck sweater and Ron had on Khaki's and a green plaid shirt over a white T-shirt. Harry attempted to comb his messy black hair before letting it just stay messy and Ron just quickly ran his fingers though his hair. A few minutes later, the boys were downstairs waiting for Hermione and Erika. People started to come out of their dorms and out of the house.
"Are you guys going to Hogsmeade?" Neville Longbottom asked and he left with Lavender Brown.
"Yeah, in a minute." Harry said.
"Waiting for Erika and Hermione?" Lavender asked and they both nodded. "They look great, wait until you see them." She said as they left.
"Yeah, I can't...if THEY WOULD HURRY UP!" Ron shouted to the door and it opened.
"Hold your horses." They could hear Erika say as the door opened fully. The two girls walked down the stairs and stopped in front of Ron and Harry. The two young men stood there open mouthed at the girls in front of them.
Hermione was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans with glitter all over them with a light blue T-shirt. Her hair was straightened and hanging loose to her elbows and she had on a light blue eyeliner all around her eyes with glitter on them.
Erika had on a short pink plaid skirt with a tight black shirt that tied up in the back. She had on her knee high books and a hot pink choker with a silver lip ring. Her make up was the usual black eyeliner all over her eyes and her hair was flipped up at the ends.
"Thank god for Hot Topic." Erika said and they looked at her. "American Muggle store." She said and she offered her arm to Harry. Hermione did the same to Ron. "Shall we?" She asked and he nodded. The four of them walked out of the Gryffindor house together, arm in arm.
10 minutes later, they arrived in Hogsmeade. After a few minutes of looking around and buying things, they ended up in Three Broomsticks.
"God, I can't believe I bought 7 chocolate frogs." Ron said and they all sat down. A waitress approached them and asked for their order.
"Four butterbeers." Harry said as the door swung open. In walked Malfoy with all of his other Slytherin friends. They looked over at the four friends and began laughing. Erika grabbed the waitresses' arm and stopped her.
"Can you make mine a hard butterbeer?" She asked and the waitress nodded and walked away.
"Erika, don't let him get to you." Harry said as the waitress brought back their drinks and Erika began to gulp hers down.
"He's....not." She said as she slammed her glass down and ordered another.
"Harry, have you seen Erika?" Ron asked. "We have to go back now."
"No, I haven't seen her since..."
"...Three Broomsticks." Hermione finished. "Oh God, she must be trashed."
"Okay, well, I'll go get her and make sure she gets back okay. You two go on ahead." Harry said to the other two. They nodded and began walking back toward Hogwarts. Harry took off down the street and began looking for Erika. It didn't take long. He found her standing in front of the window to a store watching the people inside.
"Erika?" He asked cautiously and she spun around.
"POTTER! HARRY! POTTY! HARRY POTTY!" She screamed, laughing hysterically.
"Erika! How many butterbeers did you have?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I dunno. I lost count after the sirst or fecond." She slewed and began giggling.
"First or second?"
"That's it! You know Harry, you and me have always been undiser-undiff-alike." She took his hand and began running down the street with Harry, her hair flying began her. She stopped at a band playing.
"Oh! A band. Can I have this dance Mitter Pister...Mister Potter?" Erika asked. She bowed and stumbled. Harry quickly grabbed her and steadied her upright. She took his hands in hers and began waltzing around in a circle with him.
"You dance divine." Harry said, deciding to humor her.
"As do you." She giggled. "Oh Harry why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you tolerate me? I'm such a bitch to you."
"I know." Harry said and Erika mock-gasped.
"My heart is broken." She said, laughing.
"Mine is too." Harry said with seriousness and she stopped dancing and stared at him. He looked into her gray eyes and she looked into his green ones. She closed her eyes and started to lean up towards him. He began to do the same. Their lips we're about 10 inches apart...
7 inches...
3 inches...
1 inch...
10 inches... Harry quickly opened his eyes as he felt all of Erika's weight fall on him. He looked down and saw that Erika had passed out in his arms. He smiled and brought his right arm under her legs to pick her up. Lightly shaking his head, he started back toward Hogwarts.
Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room and dropped Erika down on the couch. She opened her eyes and quickly sat up.
"Where am I?" She asked and grabbed her head in pain. "Ow."
"You get over alcohol quick." Harry said, smiling.
"Alcohol? Harry, what happened?"
"You got drunk in Hogsmeade." He said and she screamed silently.
"Oh god. Did I make a total ass out of myself?"
"Not really. I think I'm the only person that saw you. We danced." He said and bit his lip as he sat down on the couch next to her.
"Is that all?"
"No."
"No?"
"No, we almost kissed." He said and Erika laughed.
"Oh, my God!"
"Well, it's better that we didn't because..." He trailed off and Erika looked at him.
"Because what?"
"I've never snogged a girl before."
"You've never sno... what the fuck is snogged?"
"Kissed."
"You've never kissed a girl before?" Erika asked, her eyes wide open. Harry groaned and buried his face deep into his hands.
"No! And I'm scared shitless to!"
"There's nothing to it. I'll show you." Harry's head snapped up and he looked into Erika's eyes. Surprisingly, her gray eyes were as serious as ever.
"What?"
"Look," Erika said as she sat closer to Harry. "Just do this." As she spoke, she did each movement. "You move your head toward the girl or guy and slightly tilt your head."
"Like this?" Harry asked, tilting his head forward to meet Erika's.
"Exactly. Now, close your eyes." They both did so. "And slowly move in." They both moved in at the same time and their lips lightly met for a few seconds, then they pulled away. "Okay, now, do it again, and follow exactly what I do." Once again their lips met. After a few seconds of regular kissing, Erika slightly opened her mouth and Harry followed. Their tongues met and a few seconds later, Harry pulled back.
"What about my hands?" He asked as Erika pulled a hair tie off of her wrist and pulled her hair up.
"What about them?"
"What do I do with them?"
"Oh. You put them on the girl's waist again."
"Can we try again?" Harry asked, surprising himself with his sudden assertiveness. Apparently, Erika was caught off guard by it also. She blinked quickly.
"Sure." They both moved forward again and their lips had almost met when-
"Harry? Are you back yet?" Ron's voice cut through the darkness and both teenagers jumped away from each other.
"Yeah. I'm back."
"Lumos." Ron said and the room was filled with a faint light.
"Hey Ron."
"Hey Erika."
"Well," Erika proclaimed, jumping up. "I...have to go to bed. Good night." She blabbered out and before the guys could respond, she was out of the room and they could hear her door shutting. Ron looked at Harry and Harry looked at Ron.
"Dude, what the hell just happened?" Ron asked.