Harry woke up suddenly. The fire was extinguished and it was still dark. Harry guessed it was about 5 o'clock in the morning. Then he realized he wasn't in bed. He was sleeping on the couch and directly across from him was Hermione, sleeping on his arm. Her arms were around him and his were on her waist. He looked around and decided they better get to bed. He woke Hermione up and she stirred before opening her eyes. That's when Harry realized that something was happening. Her was giving love to somebody and receiving it in return. He loved Hermione.
Hermione looked around a bit and she began to giggle. Harry did to and they lay there laughing for a while. They held each other close and began talking. Harry suggested they get to bed before people realized they were missing. They got up, walked to the stairs, kissed each other goodnight (actually good morning), and separated.
It felt to Harry he only shut his eyes for a minute when he was shaken awake. Ron, Seamus, Neville, and Dean were around him. Harry looked down to realize he was still fully dressed. They watched him as he slowly lifted himself out of bed.
"Where were you last night? I waited for you and you never came," Ron said with a serious face, which eventually faded and a smile appeared, "I figured you were going to talk to Hermione, but I don't think people can talk when their lips are locked. Good thing I gave up, eh Harry?"
It was a good thing yesterday that Ron told Harry he no longer had feelings for Hermione. The large amount of owls that they sent to each other were about his feelings toward her. They were going out for 3 weeks before Hermione broke it off. He searched the room only to find that his invisibility cloak wasn't where it he left. He bit his lip. They saw everything. When he bit his lip he tasted her lip gloss. He touched his lips and looked at the guys who were laughing and pointing at him. Neville pointed to the mirror and Harry ran to it. Her lip gloss outlined his lips with sparkles and to make things worse it was tinted and easily visible. He was really embarrassed. He laughed with them and wondered what Hermione was going through at that moment.
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Hermione slowly opened the door so it wouldn't squeak. She held her breath and released it when she walked in. Everything seemed quiet. But a little too quiet. She almost screamed when Lavender and Parvati jumped out. They were giggling and jumping up and down as they led Hermione to her bed and made her sit. They heard everything from Ron and the guys. They promised not to tell a soul, but they were the queens of gossip and it was in their blood to tell whatever secret was revealed to them to someone else. But Hermione didn't care. She told Harry that she loved him and he took it rather well. She wanted the entire world to know.
The morning owls came in as they did every morning. Harry and Hermione pretended that nothing happened that night, though most everyone knew. Ron followed them wherever they went and people whispered as they walked by, but that didn't bother them. Everyday was like this, but Hermione was getting more and more clingy and she was becoming upset. Every time Harry asked what was wrong she would say nothing and move onto another subject. Halloween came quickly. Hermione was called down to Dumbledore's office a lot and Harry came to the conclusion that that was the source to Hermione's troubles.
Hermione was surprisingly happy on Halloween. She was called down again that day and she was happy ever since. The day was normal. Nothing too exciting had been happening and Harry thought this would be his first normal year at Hogwarts. During the Halloween feast Hermione and Ron began talking about the Halloween of their first year.
"I remember that! The troll smelt awful!" Hermione had a disgusted look on her face. Hermione turned to talk to Harry, who was laughing at Ron. He was surrounded by some Gryffindor 6th years and who was listening in on the conversation.
"And I wrestled it and I brought it to the ground and punched it and punched it and knocked it out all by myself! Harry and Hermione were bowing down to me. Yes, The Great Harry Potter bowed down before ME! The teachers were praising me..."
"Nice try Ron," Hermione said putting down her goblet," but I believe it was Harry who climbed on top of it, stuffed his wand up it's nose, and used himself as a distraction so I could get away and so you can levitate the club above it's head and knock it out. I think Harry did most of the work. Right, Harry?"
Harry was laughing as the girls left Ron one by one and Ron went chasing after them. Hermione sat down next to him and he put his arm around her. That was as close as they got to each other around everybody. At night they would meet under Harry's cloak and several times they left the tables and met between classes. Ron wouldn't leave Harry alone about it. He would pick on him, asking questions like "Is she good at it?" or "How many minutes did you go nonstop today?" That always got Harry to turn red with embarrassment.
After she was finished eating she stood up. She looked toward Dumbledore who was eyeing the door. He quickly turned to Hermione nodded and she grabbed Harry's arm. She pulled him up off his chair. When he looked at her even though she was smiling he could see tears and fear in her eyes. She took him to the Fat Lady and stopped.
"I finally get to tell you," she then turned to him, "why they had me wait I don't know."
"Hermione? What's going on? You've been so upset about things lately and you won't tell me why. Is this the reason?"
"They are coming Harry. Tonight. Dumbledore felt them. Harry you've been convicted of murder."
"What? Why? Who's coming? I don't understand. Hermione tell me!" He felt himself getting weak. Hermione kissed him and saw Ron coming.
"I love you, Harry. You're innocent. I won't let them take you... You'll die if you go...Tell them the truth...It's the only thing that can save you..." Harry could hear footsteps of students going to their dorms. Ron ran to them.
"They're here Hermione! Dumbledore couldn't stop them. I can't believe this." He then ran off.
Hermione was now hysterical and she wouldn't tell him what was going on. Then he got weaker and weaker. His grip on Hermione was loosening and he pulled out his wand and fell to the floor. This meant only one thing...Dementors.
Hermione looked around a bit and she began to giggle. Harry did to and they lay there laughing for a while. They held each other close and began talking. Harry suggested they get to bed before people realized they were missing. They got up, walked to the stairs, kissed each other goodnight (actually good morning), and separated.
It felt to Harry he only shut his eyes for a minute when he was shaken awake. Ron, Seamus, Neville, and Dean were around him. Harry looked down to realize he was still fully dressed. They watched him as he slowly lifted himself out of bed.
"Where were you last night? I waited for you and you never came," Ron said with a serious face, which eventually faded and a smile appeared, "I figured you were going to talk to Hermione, but I don't think people can talk when their lips are locked. Good thing I gave up, eh Harry?"
It was a good thing yesterday that Ron told Harry he no longer had feelings for Hermione. The large amount of owls that they sent to each other were about his feelings toward her. They were going out for 3 weeks before Hermione broke it off. He searched the room only to find that his invisibility cloak wasn't where it he left. He bit his lip. They saw everything. When he bit his lip he tasted her lip gloss. He touched his lips and looked at the guys who were laughing and pointing at him. Neville pointed to the mirror and Harry ran to it. Her lip gloss outlined his lips with sparkles and to make things worse it was tinted and easily visible. He was really embarrassed. He laughed with them and wondered what Hermione was going through at that moment.
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Hermione slowly opened the door so it wouldn't squeak. She held her breath and released it when she walked in. Everything seemed quiet. But a little too quiet. She almost screamed when Lavender and Parvati jumped out. They were giggling and jumping up and down as they led Hermione to her bed and made her sit. They heard everything from Ron and the guys. They promised not to tell a soul, but they were the queens of gossip and it was in their blood to tell whatever secret was revealed to them to someone else. But Hermione didn't care. She told Harry that she loved him and he took it rather well. She wanted the entire world to know.
The morning owls came in as they did every morning. Harry and Hermione pretended that nothing happened that night, though most everyone knew. Ron followed them wherever they went and people whispered as they walked by, but that didn't bother them. Everyday was like this, but Hermione was getting more and more clingy and she was becoming upset. Every time Harry asked what was wrong she would say nothing and move onto another subject. Halloween came quickly. Hermione was called down to Dumbledore's office a lot and Harry came to the conclusion that that was the source to Hermione's troubles.
Hermione was surprisingly happy on Halloween. She was called down again that day and she was happy ever since. The day was normal. Nothing too exciting had been happening and Harry thought this would be his first normal year at Hogwarts. During the Halloween feast Hermione and Ron began talking about the Halloween of their first year.
"I remember that! The troll smelt awful!" Hermione had a disgusted look on her face. Hermione turned to talk to Harry, who was laughing at Ron. He was surrounded by some Gryffindor 6th years and who was listening in on the conversation.
"And I wrestled it and I brought it to the ground and punched it and punched it and knocked it out all by myself! Harry and Hermione were bowing down to me. Yes, The Great Harry Potter bowed down before ME! The teachers were praising me..."
"Nice try Ron," Hermione said putting down her goblet," but I believe it was Harry who climbed on top of it, stuffed his wand up it's nose, and used himself as a distraction so I could get away and so you can levitate the club above it's head and knock it out. I think Harry did most of the work. Right, Harry?"
Harry was laughing as the girls left Ron one by one and Ron went chasing after them. Hermione sat down next to him and he put his arm around her. That was as close as they got to each other around everybody. At night they would meet under Harry's cloak and several times they left the tables and met between classes. Ron wouldn't leave Harry alone about it. He would pick on him, asking questions like "Is she good at it?" or "How many minutes did you go nonstop today?" That always got Harry to turn red with embarrassment.
After she was finished eating she stood up. She looked toward Dumbledore who was eyeing the door. He quickly turned to Hermione nodded and she grabbed Harry's arm. She pulled him up off his chair. When he looked at her even though she was smiling he could see tears and fear in her eyes. She took him to the Fat Lady and stopped.
"I finally get to tell you," she then turned to him, "why they had me wait I don't know."
"Hermione? What's going on? You've been so upset about things lately and you won't tell me why. Is this the reason?"
"They are coming Harry. Tonight. Dumbledore felt them. Harry you've been convicted of murder."
"What? Why? Who's coming? I don't understand. Hermione tell me!" He felt himself getting weak. Hermione kissed him and saw Ron coming.
"I love you, Harry. You're innocent. I won't let them take you... You'll die if you go...Tell them the truth...It's the only thing that can save you..." Harry could hear footsteps of students going to their dorms. Ron ran to them.
"They're here Hermione! Dumbledore couldn't stop them. I can't believe this." He then ran off.
Hermione was now hysterical and she wouldn't tell him what was going on. Then he got weaker and weaker. His grip on Hermione was loosening and he pulled out his wand and fell to the floor. This meant only one thing...Dementors.