Part Two- DND

DND
Now they'll leave us alone

It was a quiet day. The common room below was almost empty. Normal Christmas holidays of course, but she liked quiet. She liked it very much. She liked alone. Of course, she wasn't quite alone.....

DND
Now you turn off the phone

Harry lay languidly on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, carved with the Hogwarts crest. His chest rose and fell rhythmically. She was curled up in a large chair, pretending to read. It was so nice- moments when they were silent together, each calmly acknowledging the other's prescence. Idly, she wondered where Ron was. He had stayed this Christmas, but he had been rather distant for a while now. In fact, it had been since she and Harry had become open about their relationship, at the beginning of this year.

How like you to make the whole world disappear and

"Yes, I was right," said a voice from the floor. Hermione looked down, as Harry levered himself up.
"Right about what?"
"Your room is nicer than my room." She rolled her eyes, and threw a cushion at him, which he dodged skillfully. "What? It is! We're supposed to be equal, and yet the Head Girl gets a much nicer room than the Head Boy." Harry's face was so comical that she had to laugh. He always made things so much simpler.

How like you to make everything seem so clear and

They both sat down on the edge of her bed. Hermione grimaced.
"You know, if McGonagall were to walk in on this, we'd both be handing over our badges and being shunted back into the dorms. We're jeopardising our positions."
"What!" Harry lept backwards in mock fright. "Oh no- no-one's ever done that before! Shock horror old thing, better get back to my room, in a rush of celibacy, sharpish, what what!"

How like you to make me want to stay forever
Here behind your door

"I mean it Harry! We've got to find some other place to meet. I know you don't care, but being Head Girl means a lot to me..." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"Hermione, it is an honoured Hogwarts tradition that one or the other of the Head Students does some canoodling in their private rooms. Even Percy did- don't give me that look, I found some pages torn out of his diary under my bed."

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Hang the sign on the door

"And they can't disturb us," he said, drawing his wand. "Obsero! " A yellow light flashed from the end of it, and the door rattled.
"A magical lock," nodded Hermione. "And one that can only be broken by the caster. I sincerely hope that you don't plan to drop dead before you unlock that- I don't fancy living in here forever." Harry laughed, and fell backwards, making the mattress rock slightly. Suddenly Hermione felt very aware of the fact that she was a girl, he was a boy, and they were locked in a bedroom . But it was Harry.... he would never ever do anything like that..... well... not without asking first. She giggled, and fell backwards to join him.

DND
Don't disturb us no more

Reaching out one hand, Harry stroked her hair gently.
"Isn't it nice," he whispered. "When it's just u-"
He was rudely interrupted by a loud hammering on the door.
"HERMIONE?" yelled a voice.
"It's Ron." she whispered to Harry. "WHAT? I WAS...ERR... READING."
"OH. I JUST WONDERED IF YOU KNEW WHERE HARRY WAS."
"ERR.... NO. SORRY." She clamped her hand over her boyfriend's mouth.
"OKAY. THANKS." Footsteps receded down the corridor

How like you to make your love my hideaway and

"What was that about?" asked Harry furiously as she removed her hand. He was sitting bolt upright. Hermione hoisted herself up to glare right back
"Haven't you noticed? Ron's been all funny for ages- almost since the end of last year. He keeps hanging around with Seamus and Dean, and leaving us alone."
"But we like that, don't we?"
"Yes but..... oh forget it. Ron can go stuff himself for all I care. C'mon- what were you saying?"

How like you to make my troubles slide away and

"I said 'Isn't it nice when it's just us?'" Harry put his arm around the girl beside him. He loved her so much..... He knew he had been compromising on Ron this past term, but surely he could see why? When Ron got a proper girlfriend- rather than just messing around with Padma Patil like he used to- he'd see why. Being with Hermione made everything better- even for just a short while.

How like you to make me want to stay forever
Here behind your door

"I could stay here, with 'just us', forever, Harry. Forever." She gazed at him, her soft cinnamon eyes connecting with his sparkling green ones. "I love you Harry." He smiled again, but instead of playful and comical, this one was warm and loving.
"I love you too Hermione."

Minute I got some space and time I
Wanted to get me back in the crowd

She lay peacefully, head resting on his chest, hands holding the arms that encircled her.

Minute I got some peace you found me
Trying to make my way to the loud

At first they had kept it a secret- 'them'. Meeting at night, in secret places in the grounds. Hedwig had almost worn out her wings carrying messages over the summer. And then, at the beginning of term, they had made it public. Now everybody knew. They had to endure the Slytherins' wolf-whistles, but it was wonderful to be able to walk down the corridor, hand in hand. Wasn't it? Sometimes, she wished it had remained a secret. The thrill of meeting late at night had sent adrenalin rushing through her veins. It had been an adventure.

What a clown...

No. She was just being silly.

DND
Leave the hotel at noon

"I am afraid," said Harry wistfully "That I must abscond, fair damsel. I did promise to meet Neville on the Quidditch pitch. I am teaching him to play."

DND
Will I see you soon?

"Okay." Hermione sighed inwardly. Why couldn't Seamus handle it? He was the team captain, after all. But Neville always had been nervous of Seamus.

How like you to make the whole world disappear and

"I'll be thinking of you every second, Hermione."
"Just remember to think about Quidditch too- you don't want Neville to end up playing Quodpot by mistake."
"That would be quite amusing."

How like you to make everything seem so clear and

She walked to the door with him.
"I love you," he said, kissing her, and slipping on his invisibility cloak.
"I love you too Harry," she grinned, as he unlocked the door, and slipped out.

How like you to make me want to stay forever
Here behind your door

As he crept away down the stairs, Harry wished he could have stayed. Teaching Neville to play Quidditch, or being with Hermione? Hmm..... toughie.

DND

She settled down in the chair, and began to read properly.

DND

"Hmm..... 'There Might Be Dragons'..."

DND

"Right Neville. Try and get the ball through the hoop. I'll try and stop it. No, not at me- OUCH!"

Now they'll leave us alone

Author's Notes: As before- all characters and the terms 'Quidditch', 'Quodpot' & 'Slytherin' are © JK Rowling & Warner Bros. The song is copyright to Semisonic (apart from one eensy change). The Obsero spell, the book 'There Might Be Dragons' and the plot are © my Muses. Christmas is copyright the famous liddle boy who woz born then (no, NOT Daniel Radcliffe you fool!).