CHAPTER 17- THE MIDNIGHT VISIT
"Well, I just popped in to say hello, so I'll be off now," Joe said. He opened the door with a little difficulty and then he was heard running off down the corridor back to the hospital wing. Snape looked sourly back at the door. He shuddered.
Laura looked happily at the door, contrary to her father's evil look. She giggled, and grabbed her father's arm. "You need to grow up, Pops. You know what I think?" Snape's sour face broke into a very, very small smile. He dashed it away and moved over toward the window.
Laura walked toward the door, and pressed her ear against it. She was surprised to hear Joe's voice arguing with Mort Malfoy outside the Slytherin common room. "She don't wanna see none of your ignorant little shit family, Malfoy, so fuck off before I smack you one!" shouted Joe angrily. A muffled yell came from behind the door, and footsteps. Snape began to stand, but forgot about it.
"Laura, I really must be going now." he muttered. She nodded slowly, and he swept across the room and down the stairs back to his potions class.
Midnight slowly crept across Hogwarts, and Laura sat shivering in her bed, contented but cold. Then, suddenly, she heard a faint tapping on the glass of the window. She looked up in shock, but the shock faded as she made out the figure at the window. "Joe.It's only you," she whispered as he crept over to her.
"Yeah. How ya been on this fine day?" he asked nervously. An electric sort of tension built up between them, and they both could feel the love slowly building up in the atmosphere. "Fine." she said casually. "Well," he said, "I forgot to give you your present!" He put his arms round her and they started, again, passionately kissing, the way they had outside the ball.
Laura's mind was racing. She had hardly known this boy for a month and already.? However, she knew it felt good, so she let herself fall under the spell and she fell backwards, lying on the bed.
When they finally stopped, Joe sat up and breathed heavily. Laura looked at him lovingly. "So," she said to him, "when did you figure out that you loved me?" Joe looked up at the ceiling in thought. "'Bout a week ago, at the ball," he calculated out loud. She smiled. "Me too."
"I'd better go!" he said, shocked, looking at the time. It was a quarter to one- he should be in his dorm, McGonagall would be round in ten minutes! He opened the window, turned round, gave Laura a nod and a thumb up then swung out of the window. She fell backwards again, drowning in bliss.
Joe arrived at the window of the Gryffindor dorm, opening it and zooming right back into bed, quickly. Seconds after he had come back in, McGonagall opened the door and walked in. He closed his eyes quickly. "Satisfactory," she whispered, and she backed away and closed the door. Joe sighed with relief. "Close call," he muttered.
"Well, I just popped in to say hello, so I'll be off now," Joe said. He opened the door with a little difficulty and then he was heard running off down the corridor back to the hospital wing. Snape looked sourly back at the door. He shuddered.
Laura looked happily at the door, contrary to her father's evil look. She giggled, and grabbed her father's arm. "You need to grow up, Pops. You know what I think?" Snape's sour face broke into a very, very small smile. He dashed it away and moved over toward the window.
Laura walked toward the door, and pressed her ear against it. She was surprised to hear Joe's voice arguing with Mort Malfoy outside the Slytherin common room. "She don't wanna see none of your ignorant little shit family, Malfoy, so fuck off before I smack you one!" shouted Joe angrily. A muffled yell came from behind the door, and footsteps. Snape began to stand, but forgot about it.
"Laura, I really must be going now." he muttered. She nodded slowly, and he swept across the room and down the stairs back to his potions class.
Midnight slowly crept across Hogwarts, and Laura sat shivering in her bed, contented but cold. Then, suddenly, she heard a faint tapping on the glass of the window. She looked up in shock, but the shock faded as she made out the figure at the window. "Joe.It's only you," she whispered as he crept over to her.
"Yeah. How ya been on this fine day?" he asked nervously. An electric sort of tension built up between them, and they both could feel the love slowly building up in the atmosphere. "Fine." she said casually. "Well," he said, "I forgot to give you your present!" He put his arms round her and they started, again, passionately kissing, the way they had outside the ball.
Laura's mind was racing. She had hardly known this boy for a month and already.? However, she knew it felt good, so she let herself fall under the spell and she fell backwards, lying on the bed.
When they finally stopped, Joe sat up and breathed heavily. Laura looked at him lovingly. "So," she said to him, "when did you figure out that you loved me?" Joe looked up at the ceiling in thought. "'Bout a week ago, at the ball," he calculated out loud. She smiled. "Me too."
"I'd better go!" he said, shocked, looking at the time. It was a quarter to one- he should be in his dorm, McGonagall would be round in ten minutes! He opened the window, turned round, gave Laura a nod and a thumb up then swung out of the window. She fell backwards again, drowning in bliss.
Joe arrived at the window of the Gryffindor dorm, opening it and zooming right back into bed, quickly. Seconds after he had come back in, McGonagall opened the door and walked in. He closed his eyes quickly. "Satisfactory," she whispered, and she backed away and closed the door. Joe sighed with relief. "Close call," he muttered.