A/n- Remember, this used to be a part of the last chapter, so I don't have much of and Author's note, read the announcements
Title will be changed to – Harry Potter and the Crystal of Kryptonite.
O/Y (Oh Yeah) Sorry if the answer to taking out the kryptonite seems a little anti-climatic, but I told you all the stuff at the beginning would tie in, it even tells who the bird person was . . .. Maybe.
Chapter 29- Potter's the Password
As they final song played out slowly Harry rocked Fleur gently back and forth. He didn't know exactly what he was doing, but it was one of the greatest feelings he had ever felt. Slowly the song played out, just as the two were getting into the mood.
"Harry, I really need to go, Monday's work load is a lot and I really need to start working on it." Fleur whispered into Harry's ear. She kissed him on the cheek surreptitiously and the two parted. The rest of the group was already filling out of the Great Hall, the part that wasn't already in the gardens anyway.
Harry laid in his bed, unable to think about anything but Fleur, unable to sleep because her sweet lips were constantly running through his mind, her touch, as gentle as a delicate flower. Harry rolled over in his bed for the umpteenth time in the middle of the night; he tried to think about something else, Quidditch! Yes Quidditch, he had a Quidditch game in the morning, the championship game against Ravenclaw. (Slytherin beat Gryffindor when Harry was unconscious.) Harry wondered why the championship game was so early in the year, but he really didn't care too much, he assumed Dumbledore had something ulterior in mind. Harry rolled over again, sighing,
"Damnit Potter, just go talk to her already and stop making noise, I'm trying to sleep!" Ron muffled out, his head apparently stuffed in a pillow. Harry rolled over again before dragging his lazy ass out of bed. He hurriedly threw his closest robes on, which just happened to be bottle green, and he left the dorm, creeping down to the common room in case someone was still awake. To Harry's delight nobody else was outside of their dormitory, or if they were they were held up in a more private place. Harry didn't meet up with any teachers, students, or nosy cats. Harry stopped outside of the plaque with crossed swords that lead into Fleur Delacour's room. He waited. Should he knock? How else would he get in, would she be asleep?
KNOCK KNOCK! Harry knocked on the door, careful not to knock too loudly because he still didn't feel like getting caught.
"Yes?" Fleur opened the door, "Oh Harry! What are you doing out of bed?" Fleur said. Harry noticed she was still in her sparkling silver robes; they were giving off a vibrant glow.
"I couldn't sleep, I was . . . thinking about you." He said that last part in a whisper, studying his shoes. Fleur smiled slightly,
"Yeah, that's the same reason I'm still awake." She blushed slightly, a rose tinge in her cheeks, "So, are you gonna come in?" The part Veela beauty asked. Harry stepped into the room, closing the opening behind him.
They sat down on the couch, Harry fingering his thumbs; he felt like a schoolboy with a crush, it was weird. He was already dating a girl he liked but he felt uncomfortable around her, he felt like his stomach slowly melded into butterflies when her voice piped.
"Harry, do you umm, want something to drink?" Fleur asked, trying to make conversation; being seen in front of the whole school was just an eye-opener for her; she really was lucky.
"No, I'm okay." Harry said, standing up to follow her into the kitchen area. She had on her glasses he noticed, the glasses he always saw her studying in. An old muggle cartoon movie popped into his head, it was about a mermaid. This was before he knew they were real, Dudley had a whole Disney collection of movies.
There you see her,
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
Harry froze, the words were playing in his head; it was sort of scary. He watched Fleur walk into the kitchen area, flicking her hair in a swishing motion.
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
"I'm going to get some water." She said, it was barely a whisper. He wanted to move his hands to gently caress her face, her skin, smooth and creamy, and her lips. They were lusciously vivacious, contrasting with the tint of her skin. Their crimson features strikingly beautiful.
Yes, you want her
Look at her you know you do
Possibly she wants you too
There is one way to ask her
She stood on her tiptoes, reaching her slender figure against the cabinet. Her curves pressed gently against the wood of the cabinet frames. Her robes moved with the contours of her body, letting the same amount of skin show.
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Harry stepped back, accidentally bumping into the wizard wireless.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
My-oh-my
Look at the boy too shy
Ain't gonna
Kiss the girl
The radio teetered on the edge of the table. Fleur looked over at the sudden noise.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
It's too sad
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad
He's gonna miss the girl
"Fleur." Harry said slowly. She put the glass she was holding down on the cabinet,
"Huh?" She walked closer to him. Harry didn't know what he was doing; he just snatched her by her waist and pulled her into him, dragging her into a deep kiss.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
My-oh-my
Look at the boy too shy
Ain't gonna
Kiss the girl
The radio fell off of the edge it had been teetering on, hitting the ground and emitting a screeching sound before a song started to play. It was a love song, by a singer named Celestia Constell.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
It's too sad
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad
He's gonna miss the girl
Harry grabbed Fleur's waist in his hands, and she slowly enclosed his neck with her hands. They barely danced to the song, just silently rocking back and forth harmonically. Fleur leaned in closer to Harry, her body fit perfectly in his. She had her head inside his shoulder, and he was still rocking her back and forth. Her blonde hair smelled like raspberries for some reason, maybe it was a perfume, or a natural scent.
"Harry, I care about you more than anything in the world." Fleur said abruptly. They had stopped moving, they just sat there, holding each other, Fleur continued to speak,
"And I feel for you more than anyone else, Harry Potter, I love you." Fleur said, a tear ran down her cheek. Harry wasn't sure how to reply, he cared about Fleur, but did he love her? If he didn't love her should he string her along, or break it off now? He thought about everything up until this point, her life meant more to him than his own did, what did that tell him? He loved her, but was he in love with her?
Harry's thoughts were broken a Fleur kissed him aggressively. He released his hands on instinct, but she grabbed them, placing them on her lower back. She pushed him against the wall gently, still kissing him. Harry didn't resist, actually he helped, he pulled her head into a laid back position, kissing the side of her face. He slowly worked his way down her neck gently, pausing after each contact to hear Fleur moan. She pulled him from the wall to the couch; lying on top of him. Harry continued to kiss her slowly, making his way to her upper chest. She grabbed the front of his robes, ready to unbutton them.
"Fleur!" A small voice half yelled, coming from the doorway. Harry and Fleur scrambled up from their half-conscious lustful demeanors and positions, looking at the door. Fleur put the strap of her dress back over her shoulder and walked over to the door, motioning Harry to stay put. Gabrielle was outside talking through the door,
"You know Harry Potter is playing tomorrow." She said.
"No!" Fleur screamed, trying to cut her off in mid-sentence, but it was too late. The two swords that had crossed in front of Fleur's door opened.
" . . . ." Gabrielle and Harry stood there, confused, or rather hoping they were confused. Fleur went completely red, almost as if she were a Weasley. The door closed again in the silence; Gabrielle still hadn't stepped in.
"Harry Potter." She said slowly, as if she were afraid to finish those words. The swords opened again, to reveal Harry and Fleur staring at her, Gabrielle stepped in, her countenance expressing nothing.
"Your password is his name?" She asked Fleur, not revealing anything, not even humor. Her voice was monotone. Fleur nodded slowly.
Simultaneously Harry and Gabrielle broke out in laughter, falling to the ground and clutching their stomachs.
"It's not funny!" Fleur pouted like a baby, only making the two howl louder.
Five minutes later.
Harry crawled up onto the couch, still chuckling a little. It was actually pretty sweet Fleur had chose his name as her password, but at the same time it explained why after the whole year he still never knew what it was.
Gabrielle handed Fleur a letter delivered by Pegasus, the owl Harry had gotten for her back during the summer.
"Okay, I'm going to leave, see you two later." Gabrielle waved. Harry personally didn't trust himself to stay with Fleur alone.
"I'll walk you back Gabrielle, a lot of stuff can happen with the Slytherins." He said. He wasn't entirely lying, but he really anted to get away from Fleur, well away form being alone with her.
"Okay Harry." Fleur said, giving him one last kiss, almost as if reminding him of what he was missing if he left.
* * * * *
" So where is the Ravenclaw Common Room anyway?" Harry asked Gabrielle as they turned a corner. Harry was walking Gabrielle back to the Ravenclaw Common Room to make sure she stayed safe.
"It's a tapestry that only Ravenclaws can move." Gabrielle said, stopping abruptly. Harry looked around, finally finding a picture of a handsome man hanging on his left side. Gabrielle picked up the hanging portrait and revealed a common room like theirs, Gryffindors that is. The only difference was there were more tables and a lot of people were studying.
"Bye Harry." Gabrielle whispered, closing the tapestry. Harry turned, starting to walk away.
"Harry, wait!" A voice hissed at him in a loud whisper. Cho Chang had just stepped out of the tapestry.
"Huh?" He asked, he had done a great job of avoiding Cho since Halloween, but now it was starting to fall apart. She stepped closer to him,
"I wanted to apologize, I know I was real mean to Ron and Hermione, and that I tried to change you into Cedric." She looked down as she spoke his name.
"Okay, I understand, it was hard on everybody, I am just sorry that it happened like it did."
"You know I really admire you, for bringing back his body, and for staying bright and cheerful after everything that has happened to you. I just hope we can be friends again, please Harry. At least it would give me a chance to see you next year."
"Yea Cho, we can be friends, actually, I'd love it if we were friends." She bit her lower lip, trying not to cry, but it came anyway. She lunged onto Harry, hugging him. When she let him go Harry asked something,
"What do you mean by next year, aren't you playing Quidditch?"
"No, tomorrow's championship against you is my last game. I want to pass my N.E.W.T.'s fully. I'm sorry about you guys losing to Slytherin when you were asleep." She didn't want to say knocked out. Harry's team had lost when he had passed out after the Hogsmeade incident.
"What are you two doing outside at this time?" A drawling voice snickered, Damnit thought Harry, it was Snape.
"I see two children out of bounds this late, especially after the ball was dismissed, I think 150 points from each house in order."
"You can't do that, I was just-" Harry started to argue, but Snape held up his hand in a Dumbledore like fashion.
"Come on now Mr. Potter, certain Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers wouldn't be so pleased to hear about this little midnight meeting. Snape snickered, he loved this, and he had the upper hand on Harry, and just managed to secure Slytherin the house cup in one night.
"What's that supposed to mean Harry?" Cho asked, but before he could answer the slimy git cut him off.
"Go to your rooms, NOW!" He said, walking away. Harry bid Cho farewell and went back to his dormitory, falling onto the floor from exhaustion before he made it to bed.
A/N- I know I changed it from romance, to comedy, to angst in a short period of time, but I know this story is coming to an end, an estimated four chapters, two of which will be posted simultaneously. I hope you guy's likie likie!!!!!!!! Peace Out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!