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The sleigh ride
Hermione and Sorcha walked into the girl's bedroom, and saw that the house elves hadn't cleaned the room yet, even though it noon.
"Hmm...... What to wear what to wear......... Hermione, how cold is it outside?" asked Sorcha.
"Um........." Hermione checked the thermometer, "Oooh it's cold! It's negative three degrees Celsius!"
"Hm..... better dress warm then huh?" Sorcha said as she fished a white, long and hooded cloak out of her trunk and pulled it on over her body and put the hood over her blonde hair.
"Ha ha, I'm going to wear my purple cloak, oh Sorcha you look beautiful!" Hermione remarked. "Oh thanks Hermione! Shall we go?"
"Yes, let's go!" Hermione said, opening the door and walking down the stair case.
The girls found Harry and Ron sitting by the fireplace, both wearing cloaks, Harry's a deep emerald and Ron's a sort of maroon, a bit worn of course. Ron was digging through a picnic basket, Harry leaning against a window, gazing out.
"Aww Harry! You forgot the honey! Oh no wait, never mind. It's here. Wow, got enough of it?" Ron said sarcastically, bloody weird, no house elves in the kitchen?"
"What? No house elves? Now this IS bloody weird." said Hermione.
Harry looked up at Hermione and Sorcha, and gave a small smile. "Ready?" he asked.
"Yuh..... yuh huh!" Sorcha said, slightly breathless.
They swept off down the corridor, Hermione and Ron in the front, gabbing away holding hands. But Harry and Sorcha lagged toward the back, only sharing a few words, occasionally snickering at Hermione and Ron.
"Look at them! Have you seen Hermione like that before?" Sorcha asked Harry.
Harry laughed. "To the best of my knowledge, no! Come to think of it, I've never seen Ron like that either!"
This time it was Sorcha's turn to laugh. They continued to walk until they came to the big oak doors of the great hall, Hermione and Ron opened one, not bothering to hold it open for Sorcha or Harry. One of the big, magical doors swung back on it's hinges and hit Sorcha in the shoulder, making her cry out and fall backward.
"Sorcha! Are you alright?" asked Harry, offering Sorcha his hand.
"Ouch, yeah, I think I'm ok." said Sorcha, taking Harry's hand.
They ran out of the castle to catch up with Ron and Hermione, who hadn't even noticed Harry and Sorcha were gone. They reached Hagrid's hut soon after, and Ron knocked on the door. Silence. He knocked harder. Not even a bark from Fang, Hagrid's dog.
"Huh. Maybe he's out." Said Ron, offering his opinion.
"Yeah, he probably won't mind if we take the horses and sleighs" Harry said.
They walked to the small stables where the horses were held, and they set to work on hooking the horses up to the sleighs. Then, Ron and Harry took the sleighs out and helped Sorcha and Hermione get in. Then with a flick of the reins they were off!
"Oh Harry this is so beautiful!" Sorcha commented as the runners of the sleigh skidded over the hard-packed snow.
"Yeah! HEY RON, HERMIONE! LET'S GO INTO THAT FOREST!" Harry said as he motioned toward a section of beautiful snow-buried trees.
Ron nodded and directed the horses in the direction of the trees. Sorcha looked back at Ron and Hermione. Hermione was cuddled up to Ron, and Ron had his arm around her. Sorcha smiled, and sat a bit closer to Harry.
"Cold?" Harry asked. Sorcha had a brilliant idea. "Yeah, it's really cold! "Oh here!" Harry flicked out his wand, "Niamphintanto!" A big, red woolen blanket shot out of the end, covering Sorcha. "Thanks!" Sorcha tried to hide her disappointment. A blanket was not exactly what she had in mind. She looked back at Ron and Hermione again, snuggling even closer. Sorcha sighed. "What is it?" Harry asked a note of concern in his voice. "Oh nothing, nothing, it's just really..... really pretty out here, that's all. I've never seen anything like it!" Sorcha covered up well. "Oh, alright. Oh we're almost into the trees! Better hope we don't hit any.............. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry said, trying to scare Sorcha. "AHHHHHHH!!!!!" Screamed Sorcha, playing along while trying not to laugh.
Harry and Sorcha were laughing their hearts out, they were clearly enjoying themselves. Soon they came to a clearing, and Harry and Ron stopped the horses. Ron jumped out of the sleigh, bringing the picnic basket with him. Ron conjured up a water-proof cloth to put on the ground, and then set the basket on top of it. Harry and Sorcha sat next to each other, and Ron and Hermione sat VERY close to each other, almost bumping heads.
When they were finished eating, Ron and Hermione wandered off into the forest a bit holding hands.
"So, those two dead-beats left us alone!" Sorcha said, making Harry laugh again. "Want to go for a walk?" Harry asked. "Ok!" Sorcha said, trying not to sound to eager.
They started walking off into the beautiful forest, but not before checking that the horses were properly tethered to a tree. Sorcha gave the horses a few carrots that was left-over from lunch. They walked for a while, and then Harry stopped.
"Harry? What's wrong?" asked Sorcha. Harry took Sorcha's hand. "Sorcha, I know this is kind of impromptu, but.. ok... and you probably don't feel the same for me... but... I... I love you.
Harry turned crimson and swiveled around, his cloak sweeping the blanket of snow. Sorcha turned Harry around and looked deep into those big, beautiful eyes......
AH HA! I LOOOOOOVE CLIFF HANGER ENDINGS! BECAUSE THEY ANNOY PEOPLE!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Anyway, Thank you iceamethyst for your comment, I will fix that chapter. I was writing that on notepad, instead of word. Apparently notepad doesn't work.
The sleigh ride
Hermione and Sorcha walked into the girl's bedroom, and saw that the house elves hadn't cleaned the room yet, even though it noon.
"Hmm...... What to wear what to wear......... Hermione, how cold is it outside?" asked Sorcha.
"Um........." Hermione checked the thermometer, "Oooh it's cold! It's negative three degrees Celsius!"
"Hm..... better dress warm then huh?" Sorcha said as she fished a white, long and hooded cloak out of her trunk and pulled it on over her body and put the hood over her blonde hair.
"Ha ha, I'm going to wear my purple cloak, oh Sorcha you look beautiful!" Hermione remarked. "Oh thanks Hermione! Shall we go?"
"Yes, let's go!" Hermione said, opening the door and walking down the stair case.
The girls found Harry and Ron sitting by the fireplace, both wearing cloaks, Harry's a deep emerald and Ron's a sort of maroon, a bit worn of course. Ron was digging through a picnic basket, Harry leaning against a window, gazing out.
"Aww Harry! You forgot the honey! Oh no wait, never mind. It's here. Wow, got enough of it?" Ron said sarcastically, bloody weird, no house elves in the kitchen?"
"What? No house elves? Now this IS bloody weird." said Hermione.
Harry looked up at Hermione and Sorcha, and gave a small smile. "Ready?" he asked.
"Yuh..... yuh huh!" Sorcha said, slightly breathless.
They swept off down the corridor, Hermione and Ron in the front, gabbing away holding hands. But Harry and Sorcha lagged toward the back, only sharing a few words, occasionally snickering at Hermione and Ron.
"Look at them! Have you seen Hermione like that before?" Sorcha asked Harry.
Harry laughed. "To the best of my knowledge, no! Come to think of it, I've never seen Ron like that either!"
This time it was Sorcha's turn to laugh. They continued to walk until they came to the big oak doors of the great hall, Hermione and Ron opened one, not bothering to hold it open for Sorcha or Harry. One of the big, magical doors swung back on it's hinges and hit Sorcha in the shoulder, making her cry out and fall backward.
"Sorcha! Are you alright?" asked Harry, offering Sorcha his hand.
"Ouch, yeah, I think I'm ok." said Sorcha, taking Harry's hand.
They ran out of the castle to catch up with Ron and Hermione, who hadn't even noticed Harry and Sorcha were gone. They reached Hagrid's hut soon after, and Ron knocked on the door. Silence. He knocked harder. Not even a bark from Fang, Hagrid's dog.
"Huh. Maybe he's out." Said Ron, offering his opinion.
"Yeah, he probably won't mind if we take the horses and sleighs" Harry said.
They walked to the small stables where the horses were held, and they set to work on hooking the horses up to the sleighs. Then, Ron and Harry took the sleighs out and helped Sorcha and Hermione get in. Then with a flick of the reins they were off!
"Oh Harry this is so beautiful!" Sorcha commented as the runners of the sleigh skidded over the hard-packed snow.
"Yeah! HEY RON, HERMIONE! LET'S GO INTO THAT FOREST!" Harry said as he motioned toward a section of beautiful snow-buried trees.
Ron nodded and directed the horses in the direction of the trees. Sorcha looked back at Ron and Hermione. Hermione was cuddled up to Ron, and Ron had his arm around her. Sorcha smiled, and sat a bit closer to Harry.
"Cold?" Harry asked. Sorcha had a brilliant idea. "Yeah, it's really cold! "Oh here!" Harry flicked out his wand, "Niamphintanto!" A big, red woolen blanket shot out of the end, covering Sorcha. "Thanks!" Sorcha tried to hide her disappointment. A blanket was not exactly what she had in mind. She looked back at Ron and Hermione again, snuggling even closer. Sorcha sighed. "What is it?" Harry asked a note of concern in his voice. "Oh nothing, nothing, it's just really..... really pretty out here, that's all. I've never seen anything like it!" Sorcha covered up well. "Oh, alright. Oh we're almost into the trees! Better hope we don't hit any.............. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry said, trying to scare Sorcha. "AHHHHHHH!!!!!" Screamed Sorcha, playing along while trying not to laugh.
Harry and Sorcha were laughing their hearts out, they were clearly enjoying themselves. Soon they came to a clearing, and Harry and Ron stopped the horses. Ron jumped out of the sleigh, bringing the picnic basket with him. Ron conjured up a water-proof cloth to put on the ground, and then set the basket on top of it. Harry and Sorcha sat next to each other, and Ron and Hermione sat VERY close to each other, almost bumping heads.
When they were finished eating, Ron and Hermione wandered off into the forest a bit holding hands.
"So, those two dead-beats left us alone!" Sorcha said, making Harry laugh again. "Want to go for a walk?" Harry asked. "Ok!" Sorcha said, trying not to sound to eager.
They started walking off into the beautiful forest, but not before checking that the horses were properly tethered to a tree. Sorcha gave the horses a few carrots that was left-over from lunch. They walked for a while, and then Harry stopped.
"Harry? What's wrong?" asked Sorcha. Harry took Sorcha's hand. "Sorcha, I know this is kind of impromptu, but.. ok... and you probably don't feel the same for me... but... I... I love you.
Harry turned crimson and swiveled around, his cloak sweeping the blanket of snow. Sorcha turned Harry around and looked deep into those big, beautiful eyes......
AH HA! I LOOOOOOVE CLIFF HANGER ENDINGS! BECAUSE THEY ANNOY PEOPLE!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Anyway, Thank you iceamethyst for your comment, I will fix that chapter. I was writing that on notepad, instead of word. Apparently notepad doesn't work.