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I'm not JK Rowling…(sadly)…and I think it's safe to say I am not Harry Potter….L O L…

Oh and people I placed my email for I D E A S…don't ask me whether I'm like Audrey…I'm not…so…yay… ok here goes…

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Audrey couldn't seem to sleep that night. Her lips still tingled from the kiss…she forced her clear blue eyes closed and wished for sleep. It was late…and the last thing she needed were bags under her eyes the next day…

Audrey looked at her dress carefully laid out on her sofa…it was so beautiful, she smiled thinking about the dance less than a day away.

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Harry finished writing a letter to Ron telling him about what had happened…he sent it with Hedwig. It was stupid that he couldn't tell his friends where he was…he laid in his bed, the scent of Audrey still danced around him, intoxicating him. He tossed and turned on his bed, not being able to sleep a wink. If it was hard to stop thinking about her before…now it was impossible. All Harry wanted to do was to feel his hands caressing her hair, his lips tasting hers…Harry sat up agitated and somewhat angry. He hated feeling this helpless. He got up and went upstairs to the receiving room. He sat on the white couch. The silk material was cold, very beautiful, but it lacked the warmth the Gryffindor Couches offered. Harry stared into the icy fire. It was bewitched to burn in a light blue and white color. It was beautiful and entrancing…it reminded Harry of Audrey's eyes…just then the door to the room opened. Harry immediately recognized Hagrid's huge hands.

"Good," he thought, "I needed to talk to someone."

"'Arry? What 're ye doin' up?" asked Hagrid as he closed the heavy door behind him with no effort.

"Can't sleep…" Harry said.

"Why? Is it school problems?" asked Hagrid with a worried face.

"No…"

"Good, 'cus I couldn' help ye' there…" said Hagrid, looking a bit more relieved.

"Hagrid, have you ever…oh forget it…" said Harry getting up.

"No, no…tell me…was' your worries?" Hagrid sat down on a lounge chair that seemed to be in the verge of breaking under his weight.

"Well, you see I…this is so lame…I can't get this person out of my head…"

"Oh, this is girl troubles…ok so you like Dumbledore's daughter and…"

"Well you see…wait a minute…how did you know…?"

"Oh, 'Arry everyone knows you like 'er."

"Please tell me you're joking…"

"I's quite obvious, don' ye' think?"

"Ok, so everyone knows…what do I do?"

"'Arry, do 'ye like the girl?"

"I want to hold her forever…I think I…"

"Love 'er?"

Harry nodded and Hagrid smiled under his bushy beard.

""Arry, if 'ye love her…don' let 'er go. An' go ter sleep, tomorrow is a special day."

Hagrid patted Harry's head like he had since he was a small child.

"Harry is grown up…" Hagrid thought and he chuckled. He still remembered holding him as a baby…