Harry and Hermione scrambled of the floor and faced Ron. Harry was
the first to regain use of his voice. "How did you get in here?" It sounded
stupid the minute it was out of his mouth but Ron answered anyway, not
taking his eyes of Hermione.
"Lupin gave me the password. Just until school starts again. What were you guys doing?"
"Harry nearly drowned I was resuscitating him." Hermione replied dryly, ringing her hair out.
"Oh. We should go, check out the library or something." His voice tapered off.
"Right, we need to change our clothes anyway. Come back to the tower with us."
They didn't say another word as they walked back to Gryffindor tower.
"I don't even want to know." Snape said as the three of them walked up to the portrait of the Fat Lady. His words were sarcastic but Harry detected a note of amusement. Maybe it was time to bury the hatchet with Snape.
"Aberlingarn." Harry said, before he could succumb to pressure and say something inoffensive to Snape.
Harry and Ron walked up to their dormitories and Harry pulled clean robes out of his trunk. He had just pulled on pants when Ron broke the silence.
"Why didn't you tell me you liked her?"
Harry shrugged and toweled his hair off. "I guess I didn't know myself."
Ron looked at his best friend. Harry was powerfully built from Quidditch but still slender and lithe. It didn't take a genius to figure out that any girl would rather have handsome Harry Potter than freckled Ron Weasley.
"I like her Harry." He said, dropping his head into his hands. Harry pulled a t-shirt over his head and went and sat on the bed next to Ron
"Why didn't you tell her?"
"I thought she liked me too, I thought I would have time to tell her."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know, I thought you would tell me not to be ridiculous."
"Don't be ridiculous." Harry said, without thinking.
"See?" Ron said, lifting his tear-streaked face from his hands.
"Ron, come on, there's plenty of other girls out there, besides, what happened with Hermione and I might not actually come of anything." But meanwhile you better find another girl to crush on, Harry thought silently.
"What girl in this school doesn't have a crush on you Harry? I thought with Hermione I would at least have a chance."
"Cho."
"What?"
"Cho. She doesn't like me."
"She will now that Diggory's dead."
"Actually she'll probably think I killed him myself. Anyway, that's not the point. If Percy found a girlfriend you can."
"I don't want any girl! I want Hermione!"
"Ron, maybe you only want her now because you don't have her. Wait it out."
"That's easy for you to say."
"I waited and waited for Cho and by the time I got to her she was going out with someone else." Harry paused and pulled on his robes. "The thing is, now that I have the opportunity to go out with Cho I really don't want to."
"Because you have Hermione." Ron grumbled.
"Because Cho is very pretty and very stupid. Like Cedric."
Ron snorted. "Let's go to the library. I want to find one of those books that blank your memory. There's a certain image that I want to forget."
Harry pushed him to the side with one arm and they went down to the common room.
Hermione eyed Ron warily but he didn't say anything to her. They pushed the portrait back and stepped out.
Snape sighed, "Now where are you going?"
"The library."
"To do what?"
"To copy dirty passages out of books."
"Potter."
"We're going to find something to read. We'll probably stay there for about an hour."
Everyone looked surprised by this sudden burst of congeniality.
"Alright, be sure to be back by lunch. Profesor McGonagall will probably be guarding then."
They nodded and started off to the library.
"What was that about?" Ron whispered when the got to the library.
"I don't know. I guess both of us have figured out we're on the same side."
"It's still weird."
"Well I'm not going to embrace him as a father substitute or anything. Hey Severus, you wanna go to a ball game this Saturday?"
Hermione laughed but Ron just looked confused. "Ball?"
"Baseball. It's a Muggle sport, like football."
"Oh. Well."
"So. Here we are. In the library. Where many Waldo's have been before us."
"Harry stop!" Hermione was laughing and gasping for breath, Ron was just looking at them blankly.
"Who's Waldo?"
"No. Where's Waldo? That's a good question. We must find Waldo, the Wizard Whitebeard and the red scroll. Then we can continue to the next world."
Hermione was doubled over laughing and Ron was looking at Harry like he was babbling idiot.
"Where's Waldo is a Muggle childrens book. Like The Great Merlin Search."
Hermione pulled herself up straight and wiped tears from her eyes. "Oh my god Harry."
He grinned. "So, what books to you suppose have dirty passages?"
"I vote for Bathalbert Biggerin's Journey's In Transfiguration."
"Oooo, doesn't that title just sound scandelous? We might have to break into the restricted section to get a hold of it."
The three of them grinned and began pulling books of the shelves, joking and laughing.
"Lupin gave me the password. Just until school starts again. What were you guys doing?"
"Harry nearly drowned I was resuscitating him." Hermione replied dryly, ringing her hair out.
"Oh. We should go, check out the library or something." His voice tapered off.
"Right, we need to change our clothes anyway. Come back to the tower with us."
They didn't say another word as they walked back to Gryffindor tower.
"I don't even want to know." Snape said as the three of them walked up to the portrait of the Fat Lady. His words were sarcastic but Harry detected a note of amusement. Maybe it was time to bury the hatchet with Snape.
"Aberlingarn." Harry said, before he could succumb to pressure and say something inoffensive to Snape.
Harry and Ron walked up to their dormitories and Harry pulled clean robes out of his trunk. He had just pulled on pants when Ron broke the silence.
"Why didn't you tell me you liked her?"
Harry shrugged and toweled his hair off. "I guess I didn't know myself."
Ron looked at his best friend. Harry was powerfully built from Quidditch but still slender and lithe. It didn't take a genius to figure out that any girl would rather have handsome Harry Potter than freckled Ron Weasley.
"I like her Harry." He said, dropping his head into his hands. Harry pulled a t-shirt over his head and went and sat on the bed next to Ron
"Why didn't you tell her?"
"I thought she liked me too, I thought I would have time to tell her."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know, I thought you would tell me not to be ridiculous."
"Don't be ridiculous." Harry said, without thinking.
"See?" Ron said, lifting his tear-streaked face from his hands.
"Ron, come on, there's plenty of other girls out there, besides, what happened with Hermione and I might not actually come of anything." But meanwhile you better find another girl to crush on, Harry thought silently.
"What girl in this school doesn't have a crush on you Harry? I thought with Hermione I would at least have a chance."
"Cho."
"What?"
"Cho. She doesn't like me."
"She will now that Diggory's dead."
"Actually she'll probably think I killed him myself. Anyway, that's not the point. If Percy found a girlfriend you can."
"I don't want any girl! I want Hermione!"
"Ron, maybe you only want her now because you don't have her. Wait it out."
"That's easy for you to say."
"I waited and waited for Cho and by the time I got to her she was going out with someone else." Harry paused and pulled on his robes. "The thing is, now that I have the opportunity to go out with Cho I really don't want to."
"Because you have Hermione." Ron grumbled.
"Because Cho is very pretty and very stupid. Like Cedric."
Ron snorted. "Let's go to the library. I want to find one of those books that blank your memory. There's a certain image that I want to forget."
Harry pushed him to the side with one arm and they went down to the common room.
Hermione eyed Ron warily but he didn't say anything to her. They pushed the portrait back and stepped out.
Snape sighed, "Now where are you going?"
"The library."
"To do what?"
"To copy dirty passages out of books."
"Potter."
"We're going to find something to read. We'll probably stay there for about an hour."
Everyone looked surprised by this sudden burst of congeniality.
"Alright, be sure to be back by lunch. Profesor McGonagall will probably be guarding then."
They nodded and started off to the library.
"What was that about?" Ron whispered when the got to the library.
"I don't know. I guess both of us have figured out we're on the same side."
"It's still weird."
"Well I'm not going to embrace him as a father substitute or anything. Hey Severus, you wanna go to a ball game this Saturday?"
Hermione laughed but Ron just looked confused. "Ball?"
"Baseball. It's a Muggle sport, like football."
"Oh. Well."
"So. Here we are. In the library. Where many Waldo's have been before us."
"Harry stop!" Hermione was laughing and gasping for breath, Ron was just looking at them blankly.
"Who's Waldo?"
"No. Where's Waldo? That's a good question. We must find Waldo, the Wizard Whitebeard and the red scroll. Then we can continue to the next world."
Hermione was doubled over laughing and Ron was looking at Harry like he was babbling idiot.
"Where's Waldo is a Muggle childrens book. Like The Great Merlin Search."
Hermione pulled herself up straight and wiped tears from her eyes. "Oh my god Harry."
He grinned. "So, what books to you suppose have dirty passages?"
"I vote for Bathalbert Biggerin's Journey's In Transfiguration."
"Oooo, doesn't that title just sound scandelous? We might have to break into the restricted section to get a hold of it."
The three of them grinned and began pulling books of the shelves, joking and laughing.