Harry Potter and the Family Secrets

Author: Louise Mills

Email: dimblou@hotmail.com

Summary: Harry returns to Hogwarts in his firth year and finds out more about parents death, from someone he didn't realise connected to him. Along the way Harry has fun and falls in love.

Rating: PG

Chapter Four – The Morning After

Rebecca and Rachel quietly said goodbye to Oliver and Guinevere and left them just outside Guinevere's room. "Do you know how much trouble we'll be in, if we're caught in the same bed?" "Well we'll be sure we won't be caught!" Guinevere whisper, as she opened her door.

"Now be quiet the other girls are asleep." Oliver looked round the room and noticed two empty beds. "Minus Hermione!" Oliver stated, pointing to Hermione's bed. "What are you talking about?" Guinevere said as she turned to where Oliver was pointing.

"She was here when I left to talk to you!" Oliver and Guinevere both turned to each other and dread slowly consumed them. "What if she heard us?" They both said that the same time. "If she did, she would have went to Harry." "Even at this time?" Guinevere questions him. "Yes! If she waited until the morning, he would have told her she should of woke him. Maybe we should check?" Guinevere nodded her head, and they both walked out of the room.

"If she heard us they will still be up talking." Oliver stated. "Right so if they are together, but not awake or talking we can assume they didn't hear us!" Oliver nodded his head. "Hang on, what if they are together in bed?" Guinevere rolled her eyes at him. "Don't you remember how we got together? We started sleeping in the same bed as friends, when either of us had nightmare's it could be the same for them. After all they are soul mates!" "Right!"

Oliver opened the door to the room where Harry slept and let Guinevere pass first. Once they were in the room they let their eyes adjust to the difference in light. Once they had adjusted they noticed Hermione was in bed with Harry, and that they were embracing each other very intimately. They sensed that Harry and Hermione's souls had now connected, as before they weren't.

"God, they be able to sense our souls and that, their souls are connected in the morning. Meaning they would now they're the third couple, and that Harry's related to you!" Oliver spoke with anxiety and fast.  "No they won't, look again at their souls, they have only connected at the basic level. Meaning their souls has been able to connect but their minds are still denying what their souls are telling them. Only once they have admitted to each other how they feel for each other, will they be able to sense other soul mates or each other. They will only notice each other more then they already do, with the basic level connection."

"Right, I knew that I must be tired!" Guinevere laughed. "Of course you're tired it's 3 in the morning. Come on if we want to get up in the morning we better go and get some sleep." They left the room quietly and proceeded back to Guinevere's room.

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Harry woke up at 6.30am and smiled then he realised he was still embracing Hermione tightly. He moved his head slightly so he could she her face and sighed deeply at they way she looked. He didn't think he had seen Hermione look so peaceful before, like nothing in the world could harm her or that her mind was plaque with thoughts of schoolwork. He knew he should wake her before any of others in the room woke up and found her sleeping in his bed, but he didn't have the heart to wake her.

About an hour later Hermione was still sound asleep in his arms, when Ron stirred in his bed. Ron got out of bed yawning, he walked pass Harry. "Morning Harry." Ron said then walked out of the door to the bathroom without realising Hermione was in bed with Harry.

When Harry saw Ron walking across the room fear flooded his system, because he was sure Ron would have noticed Hermione was in his bed. But when he walked pass and only said morning to him, relief consumed the fear, realising Ron was to tired to notice someone else in his bed. But he knew Ron would notice once he came back into the room, so with a heavy heart he woke Hermione.

"Hermione, wake up!" He said quietly while shaking her. "What? I was having a great dream!" Hermione said a little to loudly because Neville stirred in his bed. "Shhh, you nearly woke up Neville. I think you should get out it's 7.30 and Ron be back in the room son." Hermione shot straight up into a sitting position, when she realised she was still in bed with Harry.

A few seconds later her mind caught up with her and she could take in what Harry had just said to her. "What you mean Ron will be back soon? When did he leave?" "He left a few minutes ago, but don't worry he didn't see you." "How could he not, I mean two people in a bed designed for one." "I think he was to tired to notice, but e won't be when he comes back." "Right I better go!"

Hermione climbed out of the bed, and Harry followed her, they both left the room together and went into the bathroom, making out they met each other in the hallway.

10 minutes later they left the bathroom with Ron, Ron and Harry went one way while Hermione went a different way. "Hermione?" Harry shouted back to her, which made her turn to face him. But this movement to him seemed to be in slow motion; Harry shook his head confused of why that had happen. "I fill Ron in, and we talk at breakfast." Hermione nodded her head, while Ron was confused.

"Tell me what?" "I'll tell you back in the room!" Hermione smiled at Ron for his cluelessness and then headed back to her room. Realising she would have to face a few question from her friends, about why she wasn't n bed when they woke. And she knew from previous years they woke really early, so they would have guessed she hadn't slept in her own bed all night, and would want to know whose bed she was in. But she was determined that they wouldn't find out who she was with.

From this morning she knew something was different between her and Harry, and it was confusing the hell out of her. Once she knew what was going on, she would then tell them everything.

Hermione slowly opened the door to her dorm room and three heads turned towards her smiling like they knew what she had been up to.

"So have a nice night last night?" lavender asked her meanfully. Hermione ignored the tone of her voice and walked over to her bed. "I just got up early to study!" "No you didn't because I was up at the crack of dawn, you know how much I like to watch the sun rise on the first day at Hogwarts." Lavender stated as she walked nearer to Hermione bed with her arms cross in front of her. "Actually when I first got up and noticed you weren't in bed, I thought you were down stairs in the common room studying knowing how much like to be up on all your classes. But then I went down and noticed you weren't there, and once I watched the sunrise I returned to our room. I went to your bed and felt if your sheets were warm or not. And guess what? They were stone cold. So when the others got up and I told them they all agreed with me that you were in bed, but not in your bed but someone else's just like them two!" Lavender pointed behind her while still looking at Hermione.

Hermione glanced round Lavender back and noticed Oliver was still in bed with Guinevere. And Parvati noticed how Hermione was not shocked to see Oliver in the same bed as Guinevere, and she question Hermione about it. "You're not shocked to see them together?" "No! Them two have been together before we even started Hogwarts." The three girls all looked at each other in surprise. "Oh that would explain why Oliver always turned down girls then they asked him out, and why he never had dates for any of the functions." Hermione nodded her head, as she changed into her robes.

"So who is he Hermione?" Amelia asked Hermione not forgetting about the grilling they were giving Hermione only seconds before. Hermione was slowly getting angry at their questions and she was intending to get let them know that. "I don't have to explain myself to you lot." But this statement had the opposite affect that she hoping for from her friends. "So you are admitting her were sleeping with someone last night." "Argh" Hermione moaned while throwing her hands in the air.

"Well I am going to wake them two up! Why don't you go down to breakfast and I met you there?" Hermione suggested wanting so much for the conversion they had to end. The three girls sighed deeply and walked out of the room; realising that it was hopeless, they weren't going to get much out of Hermione this morning.

Hermione sighed in relief then they left and walked over to Guinevere's bed. Hermione woke up Oliver and Guinevere by shaking them awake. Once they were both wild awake she saw dread form over their features. The only reason she could think of is because the others weren't in the room, and they realised they had been caught sleeping together. "Don't worry they won't tell anyone, they respect you two too much!" Hermione said making sure their minds were at ease.

"Thanks!" Guinevere said as she climbed out of bed and turned towards her trunk. Once they were both dressed Hermione turned to them, and watched them closely. From where she was sitting it looked like they were have a conversion, but they weren't making a sound. She saw Oliver nod and Guinevere turned towards her, "Hermione can I ask you a question? And I would like you to tell me the truth, I have always had the gift of knowing when I'm being lied to."

"Sure!" Hermione answering apprehenious of what she was going to ask her. "We were wondering did you hear me and Oliver talking last night? Because we noticed you weren't there then we came back!" Hermione thought hard about answering that question. She could tell them the truth, and hopefully that they would tell her the whole story about what they were hiding from Harry. Or not to tell the truth, and say she hadn't noticed they weren't in the room then she left. Hermione decided to go with the truth.

"Yes and no!" Oliver walked over to Hermione with a motionless face; he took a deep breath in before asking his next question. "What actually does that mean?" "Well it means, that I didn't hear what you and Guinevere told Rachel and Rebecca. But I did hear views on what you said, and that you are finding something from Harry." "Oh I see and did you tell Harry what you heard?" Oliver asked next, even thou he thought he knew the answer because the way they found Harry and Hermione in bed together.

"I didn't need to, Harry was there as well. Can you tell me what you're hiding from him?" Hermione pleaded with them. Guinevere and Oliver looked at each other, and Hermione could tell they so desperately wanted to tell her, but they were bound to not say a word. "Hermione, believe me when I say we would love to, but we can't we are not permitted, but we are going to talk to Dumbledore this morning to ask if we could! We are hoping he say yes because we are going to tell him what you told us you heard last night, hopefully he will change his mind about informing Harry."

Hermione was satisfied with this answer and jumped into their arms giving them big hugs. "Thank you, I'm sure he will. Can I tell Harry want you are going to do?" Oliver and Guinevere smiled at Hermione and shrugged their shoulders. "I don't see why not!" Guinevere asked her. A smiled immediately came to Hermione face and she left to tell Harry and Ron of what Guinevere and Oliver had said.

"She seems to be very loyal to her friends!" Guinevere stated, still staring at the door Hermione flew out of a minute before. Oliver came up from behind her and hugged her round the waist and he whispered into her ear. "Do you of any Gryffindor's that aren't loyal to their friends?" Guinevere smiled and shook her head. They turned to face each other and kissed before Oliver had to go down the great hall and take his placed on the top table with the professor's.

End of the chapter.

Sorry it wasn't any longer but I was running out of ideas for the morning after, but hopefully when in the next chapter when they get Dumbledore's answer, it will be longer.

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