Later that day back in the Gryffindor tower, Harry had a rather strange conversation with Ron. "Ron, what happened just now? You saw Hermione change and it was you who said who it was and you were right! It was Narcissa Malfoy in there and you know it!"
"Look, Harry, I really have no idea what you are talking about." Said Ron, as calm and eloquent as he was before. This worried Harry; he was getting that strange feeling again.
"Ron, this really is not like you. What's the matter with you?"
"Look Harry, you are the one whose imagining things so maybe the question should be `what's the matter with me'. I really think maybe you should have a lie down before dinner. I'll see you in the Great Hall." said Ron, with an air of malice in his voice.
"Yeah, ok." Harry agreed he didn't really have much choice in the matter, as he was being hurried upstairs by Ron.
Later, in the Great Hall, Harry went and sat down with Ron and Hermione (who had come round and been discharged by Madame Pomfrey). They had been having what looked like a rather heated discussion, which they stopped when they saw Harry. "What where you guys going on about?" he said, with his usual cheeriness. He was in a particularly good mood after he had had a think up in his dormitory (and it was steak and kidney pudding, his favourite on the menu).
"Nothing that concerns you Pott... I mean Harry." Ron snapped back at him.
"Sorry! Why are you two so moody all of a sudden?" Harry asked, puzzled.
"LOOK, Harry, LAY OFF me and Ron ok?!" Hermione (if that was her because he was beginning to have doubts) shouted back at him quite savagely.
"I think I will go and sit with Samantha." Harry decided. This made no major changes to his plans because he had planned to get to know Samantha a little more anyway.
Professor Taqui was now back at the head table seated alongside Professor Trelawney. Hmmm, two psychos at the same table! Thought Harry. Those two will get on like a house on fire.
Harry sidled up to Samantha "Er... Hi! Is it alright if I sit with you?" Harry asked feeling embarrassed.
"Sure! I've been meaning to have a chat to you anyway." Samantha replied, quite calmly.
"Oh, ok. Thanks. So...how's school been so far?" Harry asked nervously.
"It's been really great, everyone's being really nice, including the teachers." Samantha replied as nervously as Harry. "Look, I probably shouldn't ask you this. But, well, you know when you were a baby?"
"Let me see if I can answer this for you. All I remember is a load of green light. I do know what he looks like as I saw him at the end of my fourth year, and he is BUTT UGLY! And finally, yes I do have a scar." He said pulling back his fringe to show his scar.
"I guess you get asked that a lot, huh?" said Samantha, a little put-off that her only subject of conversation had been exhausted so easily, but looking rather impressed none the less.
"Quite a bit, so I developed that little speech you just heard." Harry answered calmly. Talking about his past was something he was good at and was well versed in. Talking about it also made him less nervous because he talked about his subject so much it made him more confident, which helped him greatly at the moment, as he was extremely nervous about talking to this girl who was his (current) crush.
"So...what's it like not having any parents?" Samantha blurted out, then realising what she had said, clapped her hand to her mouth in mild horror. "Oh my God! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to say that! It's just..."
"No, it's ok, I never really knew them." Harry reassured Samantha.
Harry struck up new topic of conversation (his favourite subject - Quidditch). He found out that Samantha had played Chaser for her team at her old school, which was excellent news to Harry as the Gryffindor team was in need of a Chaser, and Harry - as captain - had been assigned to find one. He put the offer of this position forward to Samantha and she readily accepted.
"So, has anyone shown you the view from the cliffs at sunset?" Harry asked her, grinning, "If we leave now we'll catch the best part."
Samantha smiled appreciatively, "That would be nice." She looked up into Harry's eyes and felt a strange feeling she had not encountered much before.
When they got to the cliffs Harry covered Samantha's eyes. "Harry, what on earth...?"
"Just wait a minute! I want to surprise you."
"Can I open my eyes yet?"
"Wait a minute... Ok ... now!" he took his hands away and let Samantha see the sunset.
"Wow!" she said after a few minutes. She took a step closer towards Harry. "That is so amazing! I could stay here all night."
After a while it got a little colder. "I'm getting kind of cold. Maybe we should go back." Samantha suggested after a while.
"Well, if you're cold then I could put my arm around you."
"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." Harry put his arm around her. He felt her head rest on his shoulder. He looked down at her. "What?" she asked.
"You look so beautiful." She blushed and looked at her shoes. Harry put his hand under her chin and turned her face towards him. They looked into each other's eyes for a brief moment.
And then he kissed her. The feeling they both got was so intense that it felt like they had had a switch turned on inside of them and a power station was pumping out gallons of emotions into their systems.
After a bit longer they were forced to turn their back on what was now the night sky and went hand in hand back to Hogwarts.
A/N: Yes I know it's slushy, but what the hey!! Now... *please* go and review!
"Look, Harry, I really have no idea what you are talking about." Said Ron, as calm and eloquent as he was before. This worried Harry; he was getting that strange feeling again.
"Ron, this really is not like you. What's the matter with you?"
"Look Harry, you are the one whose imagining things so maybe the question should be `what's the matter with me'. I really think maybe you should have a lie down before dinner. I'll see you in the Great Hall." said Ron, with an air of malice in his voice.
"Yeah, ok." Harry agreed he didn't really have much choice in the matter, as he was being hurried upstairs by Ron.
Later, in the Great Hall, Harry went and sat down with Ron and Hermione (who had come round and been discharged by Madame Pomfrey). They had been having what looked like a rather heated discussion, which they stopped when they saw Harry. "What where you guys going on about?" he said, with his usual cheeriness. He was in a particularly good mood after he had had a think up in his dormitory (and it was steak and kidney pudding, his favourite on the menu).
"Nothing that concerns you Pott... I mean Harry." Ron snapped back at him.
"Sorry! Why are you two so moody all of a sudden?" Harry asked, puzzled.
"LOOK, Harry, LAY OFF me and Ron ok?!" Hermione (if that was her because he was beginning to have doubts) shouted back at him quite savagely.
"I think I will go and sit with Samantha." Harry decided. This made no major changes to his plans because he had planned to get to know Samantha a little more anyway.
Professor Taqui was now back at the head table seated alongside Professor Trelawney. Hmmm, two psychos at the same table! Thought Harry. Those two will get on like a house on fire.
Harry sidled up to Samantha "Er... Hi! Is it alright if I sit with you?" Harry asked feeling embarrassed.
"Sure! I've been meaning to have a chat to you anyway." Samantha replied, quite calmly.
"Oh, ok. Thanks. So...how's school been so far?" Harry asked nervously.
"It's been really great, everyone's being really nice, including the teachers." Samantha replied as nervously as Harry. "Look, I probably shouldn't ask you this. But, well, you know when you were a baby?"
"Let me see if I can answer this for you. All I remember is a load of green light. I do know what he looks like as I saw him at the end of my fourth year, and he is BUTT UGLY! And finally, yes I do have a scar." He said pulling back his fringe to show his scar.
"I guess you get asked that a lot, huh?" said Samantha, a little put-off that her only subject of conversation had been exhausted so easily, but looking rather impressed none the less.
"Quite a bit, so I developed that little speech you just heard." Harry answered calmly. Talking about his past was something he was good at and was well versed in. Talking about it also made him less nervous because he talked about his subject so much it made him more confident, which helped him greatly at the moment, as he was extremely nervous about talking to this girl who was his (current) crush.
"So...what's it like not having any parents?" Samantha blurted out, then realising what she had said, clapped her hand to her mouth in mild horror. "Oh my God! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to say that! It's just..."
"No, it's ok, I never really knew them." Harry reassured Samantha.
Harry struck up new topic of conversation (his favourite subject - Quidditch). He found out that Samantha had played Chaser for her team at her old school, which was excellent news to Harry as the Gryffindor team was in need of a Chaser, and Harry - as captain - had been assigned to find one. He put the offer of this position forward to Samantha and she readily accepted.
"So, has anyone shown you the view from the cliffs at sunset?" Harry asked her, grinning, "If we leave now we'll catch the best part."
Samantha smiled appreciatively, "That would be nice." She looked up into Harry's eyes and felt a strange feeling she had not encountered much before.
When they got to the cliffs Harry covered Samantha's eyes. "Harry, what on earth...?"
"Just wait a minute! I want to surprise you."
"Can I open my eyes yet?"
"Wait a minute... Ok ... now!" he took his hands away and let Samantha see the sunset.
"Wow!" she said after a few minutes. She took a step closer towards Harry. "That is so amazing! I could stay here all night."
After a while it got a little colder. "I'm getting kind of cold. Maybe we should go back." Samantha suggested after a while.
"Well, if you're cold then I could put my arm around you."
"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." Harry put his arm around her. He felt her head rest on his shoulder. He looked down at her. "What?" she asked.
"You look so beautiful." She blushed and looked at her shoes. Harry put his hand under her chin and turned her face towards him. They looked into each other's eyes for a brief moment.
And then he kissed her. The feeling they both got was so intense that it felt like they had had a switch turned on inside of them and a power station was pumping out gallons of emotions into their systems.
After a bit longer they were forced to turn their back on what was now the night sky and went hand in hand back to Hogwarts.
A/N: Yes I know it's slushy, but what the hey!! Now... *please* go and review!