Chapter 2~ The announcement
The tall, brass doors leading to the great hall loomed ahead of them. Here they were, their last year at Hogwarts. Hand in hand, the 2 couples walked into the great hall and sat at their respective tables. They saw Dumbledore standing up at the teacher's table, with all the teachers seated beside him. Harry felt happy. He was at home with all his friends and the girl he loved.
When all the students had entered the hall, the sorting ceremony began.
"Honey, where is Ron?" said Harry.
"Hmmm...? Oh I don't know," she said while stroking Harry's hair, "I don't care, as long as I've got you." Her hand moved further down his body. Harry didn't resist. He couldn't. How could he? A beautiful and sexy girl wanted him. Her hair was as soft as clouds and her lips as red as cherries. She had a perfect hourglass figure and her hands were smooth and rapidly going down his nicely tanned, slim body. His life couldn't get any better right now.
That's why they missed the sorting ceremony. Luckily, they were seated right at the back so there was no need to duck under the table. By the time they had emerged again, the sorting ceremony was over and Dumbledore was about to speak again.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Hopefully it will be as successful as the last." He paused a while, then spoke again. "I will start, as usual, by announcing the new Head Boy and Girl. Good luck." Hermione crossed her fingers under the table. Coincidently, so did Malfoy.
" Ladies first," said Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye," and, no surprise, the new Head girl is. Miss Hermione Granger!" Hermione blushed, and her and Harry ducked under the table again, but this time, with the whole of the table watching. In fact most of the room was watching and applauding.
Across the room, Draco Malfoy glared. But no one noticed.
Although Harry had obviously wanted Hermione to be Head girl, he secretly hoped she wouldn't get it. He knew that she would be highly disappointed if she didn't get it, but he had hoped that this year would be as eventful as the best part of the holidays. Now Hermione was Head girl, she would be moving out and he wouldn't be able to spend so much private time with her. He was disenchanted. However, they did now get a bedroom to their own.
When the Gryffindor table had stopped roaring their approval, sending Hermione under the table in embarrassment, and Harry promptly joining her, Dumbledore started to announce the Head boy. "Now the new Head Boy is... Mr Draco Malfoy."
Blaise let out a cry of fake surprise and literally jumped all over Draco, delighted to have a chance to show some other, deeper emotions. The Slytherin table erupted, while across the room Hermione sprayed out her pumpkin juice all over Dean, who was 'innocently snogging' Lavender and spluttered her outrage.
"What... what the...what the fu... crap! I have to share a study with that cow, I mean... him... it, that awful...?!" Hermione's abusive vocabulary seemed to have extended a lot since the end of last year.
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When everyone was full and content, they flooded out of the great hall and headed towards their common rooms. Halfway up the fourth staircase, and Hermione's last one, something letting out 'weird noises' rolled across the floor and cascaded into Harry, who was resolutely fastened to Hermione's waist, and made him trip over, bringing Hermione with him.
The only thing that let Harry distinguish anything from the mess piled on the floor and moving very abnormally was the mop of bright orange hair. Not to mention the unaccountable amount of leg length. He knew it was Ron. And since all Ron had been talking about over the whole summer was Parvati, and how good she was at unmentionable things, Harry guessed the lump of robe and various other things attached about as firmly as a clam to Ron must have been her. He muttered his 'Hi', decided to leave them to it and hurried to join Hermione again. He had just seen things he ought not to have.
The tall, brass doors leading to the great hall loomed ahead of them. Here they were, their last year at Hogwarts. Hand in hand, the 2 couples walked into the great hall and sat at their respective tables. They saw Dumbledore standing up at the teacher's table, with all the teachers seated beside him. Harry felt happy. He was at home with all his friends and the girl he loved.
When all the students had entered the hall, the sorting ceremony began.
"Honey, where is Ron?" said Harry.
"Hmmm...? Oh I don't know," she said while stroking Harry's hair, "I don't care, as long as I've got you." Her hand moved further down his body. Harry didn't resist. He couldn't. How could he? A beautiful and sexy girl wanted him. Her hair was as soft as clouds and her lips as red as cherries. She had a perfect hourglass figure and her hands were smooth and rapidly going down his nicely tanned, slim body. His life couldn't get any better right now.
That's why they missed the sorting ceremony. Luckily, they were seated right at the back so there was no need to duck under the table. By the time they had emerged again, the sorting ceremony was over and Dumbledore was about to speak again.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Hopefully it will be as successful as the last." He paused a while, then spoke again. "I will start, as usual, by announcing the new Head Boy and Girl. Good luck." Hermione crossed her fingers under the table. Coincidently, so did Malfoy.
" Ladies first," said Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye," and, no surprise, the new Head girl is. Miss Hermione Granger!" Hermione blushed, and her and Harry ducked under the table again, but this time, with the whole of the table watching. In fact most of the room was watching and applauding.
Across the room, Draco Malfoy glared. But no one noticed.
Although Harry had obviously wanted Hermione to be Head girl, he secretly hoped she wouldn't get it. He knew that she would be highly disappointed if she didn't get it, but he had hoped that this year would be as eventful as the best part of the holidays. Now Hermione was Head girl, she would be moving out and he wouldn't be able to spend so much private time with her. He was disenchanted. However, they did now get a bedroom to their own.
When the Gryffindor table had stopped roaring their approval, sending Hermione under the table in embarrassment, and Harry promptly joining her, Dumbledore started to announce the Head boy. "Now the new Head Boy is... Mr Draco Malfoy."
Blaise let out a cry of fake surprise and literally jumped all over Draco, delighted to have a chance to show some other, deeper emotions. The Slytherin table erupted, while across the room Hermione sprayed out her pumpkin juice all over Dean, who was 'innocently snogging' Lavender and spluttered her outrage.
"What... what the...what the fu... crap! I have to share a study with that cow, I mean... him... it, that awful...?!" Hermione's abusive vocabulary seemed to have extended a lot since the end of last year.
* * *
When everyone was full and content, they flooded out of the great hall and headed towards their common rooms. Halfway up the fourth staircase, and Hermione's last one, something letting out 'weird noises' rolled across the floor and cascaded into Harry, who was resolutely fastened to Hermione's waist, and made him trip over, bringing Hermione with him.
The only thing that let Harry distinguish anything from the mess piled on the floor and moving very abnormally was the mop of bright orange hair. Not to mention the unaccountable amount of leg length. He knew it was Ron. And since all Ron had been talking about over the whole summer was Parvati, and how good she was at unmentionable things, Harry guessed the lump of robe and various other things attached about as firmly as a clam to Ron must have been her. He muttered his 'Hi', decided to leave them to it and hurried to join Hermione again. He had just seen things he ought not to have.