AN: Bit of a long chapter this, but it needed to be to get in all the good
stuff!
Lavender closed the door behind her as she reached once again for Ron, kissing him hard on the mouth before moving to his neck. Unbuttoning his shirt she moved her hands along his chest, kissing every inch of him.
"Lav." Ron started to say, but she wouldn't let him say a word, covering his mouth with hers; and he simply couldn't resist. Their physical urges were getting the better of them both, and neither of them had the will power to stop it.
Meanwhile, back in the common room, Harry and Hermione had returned to their homework, and everyone one else was whispering about Ron and Lavender. Dean, Seamus, George and Fred were making bets about what Ron and Lavender were up to right now, and also betting at who would win a cat- fight between Faith and Lavender.
"No way!" Seamus was saying, "Lavender has every bit as much bitch in her as Faith does."
"Nah," Dean replied, "I was talking to this 4th year earlier, and she said Faith's got one hell of a mouth on her."
"You're both wrong," Fred and George said at the same time, "Faith won't even care," Fred continued, "She's even got guys in our year after her, our little brother doesn't stand a chance in keeping her," George finished off saying. The guys continued to argue about the situation, not realising that Faith had entered the room and was standing listening to every word of their conversation.
"Oh really?" she said sweetly as Seamus concluded his own opinion of her, which included a detailed description of what he wouldn't mind doing with her! "Well maybe I should take you up on the offer," she added before going to join Harry and Hermione. The guys stared after her, Seamus unable to think of a come back.
"Is it true then?" Faith demanded off Hermione, "Are they back together?"
"Um, well, you see." Hermione tried to say, but words failed her. Faith looked impatiently at Harry.
"Well?" she insisted once more.
"We don't know to be honest," Harry said truthfully, "You'll have to wait and ask Ron himself."
"Why can't I ask him now?" she questioned suspiciously.
"I think he's a bit busy," Harry said quietly, not wanting to embarrass her even more. Faith only stared at Harry, the truth dawning on her.
"Look he's really not worth it," Seamus said as he walked over to join them, "He's our mate and everything, but I think him and Lav have stuff to sort out." Faith looked at him frowning. She wasn't sure how to react to this news; honestly, she didn't really care about Ron much, but she wouldn't be made a fool of in front of everyone. She fixed a smile on her face before replying.
"Oh well," she said, feigning a slight sadness in her voice, after all you had to appear a little upset, "I guess he's still not over her, don't worry about me, I'll be fine," she said before taking Seamus' arm and leading him back to the group of guys. She sat herself in the middle of them and from a distance, Hermione observed her to be enjoying herself immensely.
"Do you think she's ok?" Hermione asked Harry later as they were taking a late-night stroll round the grounds. Harry was holding the invisibility cloak over them, since they weren't supposed to be out this late.
"I don't know," Harry replied shrugging his shoulders, "I guess so."
"I just feel kind of responsible for her," Hermione continued, "Since it's because of me that she's here."
"I know," Harry soothed, as he stopped and turned to face her. "Don't worry about it anymore ok?" he asked, looking deeply into her eyes. "Be here with me," he added, kissing her.
"Mmm," Hermione murmured, "I needed that, to revive me," she grinned, kissing him again.
1 Month Later
"Ron is it true that." Harry asked, looking up from his Divination homework.
"Harry I'm not telling you!" Ron said for what seemed the hundredth time. Ever since him and Lavender had got back together, and since that evening that they had disappeared to the dorm, everyone had been plaguing them both with questions. It was exactly like what happened with Harry and Hermione last term, Ron thought, only the difference was that he and Lavender had actually slept together; but they weren't telling. They had discussed it after it had happened, and Lavender had agreed that it was no one's business but their own. Ron reflected that she had changed since the beginning of term when she was almost sex-mad, and he definitely preferred the changed Lavender.
"Hey, calm down!" Harry replied, holing his hands up in defence, "I was only going ask if it's true that we have a test on this stuff next week."
"Oh," Ron replied, "Sorry, I thought you were asking about me and Lavender, everyone else has been," he added crossly.
"Yeah I know the feeling," Harry said, remembering what it had been like for him and Hermione.
"It's just that it's none of their business," Ron carried on, still frustrated about it.
"I know, I know," Harry replied, not wanting to get Ron all worked up again. He seemed to have spent the last month calming Ron down. If only everyone had some new gossip to talk about. Faith it seemed was keeping a low profile, although it was rumoured she'd been seeing Seamus secretly, not that she'd admitted to it. It seemed strange to both Harry and Hermione how she'd never confronted Ron, or Lavender about what had happened that night; Faith had just kept away from them both, spending more time on her own or with a group of guys following her around. Harry knew Hermione was feeling guilty about it all, especially since her mother wrote to her asking how Faith was getting on.
"I can't tell her truth!" Hermione had said to Harry as she was tying her letter of reply to the leg of a school owl.
"But what you've said is a complete lie." Harry had pointed out.
"Well she does seem to be happy and the teachers did say she's doing well in class," Hermione replied defensively. Harry had let it drop to avoid another argument. They had been arguing a fair bit lately, and it was really getting to him. They didn't seem able to have a conversation that didn't involve talk about Faith or homework, and Hermione was spending more and more time in the library.
The following day Harry couldn't find Hermione after breakfast, and since he had a free period, he wandered down to Hagrid's cabin to see if he needed any help with his latest introduction to the class; Triple-headed Slugworms. To Harry, and the rest of the class for that matter, they were disgusting, slimy creatures who only wanted to suck at your feet and climb up your legs.
"Harry! Now this is a surprise!" Hagrid greeted him warmly as he opened the door to him.
"I wondered if you needed a hand with anything," Harry said, looking about the cabin. It seemed a little too tidy and orderly from how Harry remembered it.
"Hagrid? Have you been tidying up?" Harry asked, noting the cleanliness of the room as well.
"Um well," Hargid coughed, going red in the face, "Not me, but someone else 'as been," he admitted bashfully.
"Oh, who?" Harry asked, sitting himself in one of Hagrid's enormous armchairs.
"Hermione," Hagrid replied simply, turning back to his stove where he was cooking some foul smelling concoction.
"Really?" Harry said surprised at this.
"Yeah, she's been down 'ere a lot lately," Hagrid replied carefully.
"I thought she'd been in the library all this time," Harry answered, confused as to why Hermione had been lying to him.
"Yeah well, you know," Hagrid replied awkwardly.
"Know what?" Harry asked, thoroughly puzzled now. Hagrid turned to look Harry, and moved to sit down opposite him.
"You've been 'avin problems lately 'aven't you?" Hagrid said. Harry stared at the floor. She'd obviously been talking to Hagrid about their arguments.
"It's all this stuff about Faith that she's worried about," Harry started to say, but Hagrid was shaking his head.
"Harry, Harry, you don't get it do you?" Hargid said gently.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, frowning at Hagrid.
"Talk to her, you need to talk," was all Hagrid would say, and Harry couldn't get any more out of him.
Harry sat at diner later with Ron, still thinking about what Hagrid had said. Hermione had been and gone, Harry not having had the chance to say anything to her.
"Ron?" Harry asked as Ron put his last mouthful of dessert in his mouth.
"Yeah?" Ron replied, spraying bits of rice pudding at Harry.
"Have you spoken to Hermione lately?"
"Not really, why?" Ron replied after swallowing.
"Just something Hagrid said," Harry answered looking away.
"Hagrid?" Ron said, "What would Hagrid know about it?"
"Nothing it doesn't matter," Harry responded getting up to leave the table.
"Harry," Ron said, grasping his arm to stop him, "Talk to her."
"That's what Hagrid said," Harry told him as he headed out to find Hermione. He found her sitting on the wall outside the main entrance. She was sitting watching a bird hopping in and out of the hedge, probably looking for food. She felt Harry's hands on her shoulders as he walked up behind her. She rested her head on his hand, sighing as she did so.
"Hermione, tell me what's wrong?" Harry asked quietly, still standing behind her. She didn't answer for a while and when she did her voice was shaking with emotion.
"I wish.I wish that everything was simple," she said, gazing out ahead of her. Harry frowned, not sure what Hermione meant. "With us I mean," she continued, twisting round to look at him. "Don't you wish we could just be us without any hassle?" she had a wistful expression on her face, and Harry wasn't all-sure he understood her.
"Do you mean all this stuff with Faith?" Harry asked, trying to clarify what she meant.
"Not really, well.maybe, I don't know completely," Hermione replied, frowning herself now. Harry was utterly confused now, and Hermione sensed this.
"You don't understand do you?" she said smiling, "I guess that's my fault."
"Hermione, please, just tell me what's wrong," Harry said, staking her hands in his and sitting down next to her. Hermione stared deeply into Harry's eyes and wondered where to begin. She had so much she wanted to tell him, but then so much she was afraid of at the same time.
"Harry," she began, looking at him intensely, "I love you so much, more than I ever imagined I could," she continued, smiling at him at the same time, "and it just, well, it scares me," she finished, the smile sliding away from her face.
"Scares you?" Harry asked, confused, "But surely that's not something to be scared of. I love you too, more every day, but it's calming, not scary," he said trying to convince her of his feelings.
"I know, and I don't understand it either," Hermione replied, shaking her head. She paused and stared ahead of her, looking away from Harry, and she realised she had to be truthful; wholly truthful with him.
"I'm scared of losing you," she told him quietly, "I'm scared you'll find someone better then me." Harry stared at her disbelievingly.
"Hermione, how can you think that?" he asked, his voice full of surprise and concern.
"I see you with other people, other girls, and they're all over you," she said, starting to cry now, "and I can't compete with that," she sobbed. Harry drew his arms around her and hugged her lovingly. He tilted her chin up to meet his, and kissed her tenderly on the lips.
"How can I think of anyone else when I have you?" he said gently, "You're more to me than anyone has ever been," he told her affectionately. "You don't have to compete with anyone," he assured her.
Ok, that's for this chapter- I know kinda a boring end, but the chapter was getting a bit long- I'll leave you with the lyrics of a song, which I thought was appropriate for Harry and Hermione I know, kinda corny, but I liked it!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THESE LYRICS! What Makes you Different (makes you beautiful)
Co-written & produced by Howie Dorough (Backstreet Boys) You don't run with a crowd
You go your own way
You don't play after dark
You light up my day
Got your own kind of style
That sets you apart
Baby, that's why you captured my heart
I know sometimes you feel like you don't fit in
And this world doesn't know what you have within
When I look at you,
I see something rare
A rose that can go anywhere (go anywhere)
And there's no one
I know that can compare CHORUS
What makes you different, makes you beautiful
What's there inside you, shines through to me
In your eyes I see, all the love
I'll ever need
You're all I need, oh girl
What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me Hey, yeah
You got something so real
You touched me so deep (touched me so deep)
Say material things
Don't matter to me
So come as you are
You've got nothing to prove
You won me with all that you do
And I want to take this chance to say to you CHORUS Repeat You don't know how you touched my life
Oh in so many ways I just can't describe
You taught me what love is supposed to be
You saw the little things that make you beautiful to me (so beautiful)
What makes you... Chorus Repeat Everything you do is beautiful (so beautiful)
Love you give shines right through me (shines right through me)
Everything you do is beautiful (oh)
You're beautiful to me (to me)
Lavender closed the door behind her as she reached once again for Ron, kissing him hard on the mouth before moving to his neck. Unbuttoning his shirt she moved her hands along his chest, kissing every inch of him.
"Lav." Ron started to say, but she wouldn't let him say a word, covering his mouth with hers; and he simply couldn't resist. Their physical urges were getting the better of them both, and neither of them had the will power to stop it.
Meanwhile, back in the common room, Harry and Hermione had returned to their homework, and everyone one else was whispering about Ron and Lavender. Dean, Seamus, George and Fred were making bets about what Ron and Lavender were up to right now, and also betting at who would win a cat- fight between Faith and Lavender.
"No way!" Seamus was saying, "Lavender has every bit as much bitch in her as Faith does."
"Nah," Dean replied, "I was talking to this 4th year earlier, and she said Faith's got one hell of a mouth on her."
"You're both wrong," Fred and George said at the same time, "Faith won't even care," Fred continued, "She's even got guys in our year after her, our little brother doesn't stand a chance in keeping her," George finished off saying. The guys continued to argue about the situation, not realising that Faith had entered the room and was standing listening to every word of their conversation.
"Oh really?" she said sweetly as Seamus concluded his own opinion of her, which included a detailed description of what he wouldn't mind doing with her! "Well maybe I should take you up on the offer," she added before going to join Harry and Hermione. The guys stared after her, Seamus unable to think of a come back.
"Is it true then?" Faith demanded off Hermione, "Are they back together?"
"Um, well, you see." Hermione tried to say, but words failed her. Faith looked impatiently at Harry.
"Well?" she insisted once more.
"We don't know to be honest," Harry said truthfully, "You'll have to wait and ask Ron himself."
"Why can't I ask him now?" she questioned suspiciously.
"I think he's a bit busy," Harry said quietly, not wanting to embarrass her even more. Faith only stared at Harry, the truth dawning on her.
"Look he's really not worth it," Seamus said as he walked over to join them, "He's our mate and everything, but I think him and Lav have stuff to sort out." Faith looked at him frowning. She wasn't sure how to react to this news; honestly, she didn't really care about Ron much, but she wouldn't be made a fool of in front of everyone. She fixed a smile on her face before replying.
"Oh well," she said, feigning a slight sadness in her voice, after all you had to appear a little upset, "I guess he's still not over her, don't worry about me, I'll be fine," she said before taking Seamus' arm and leading him back to the group of guys. She sat herself in the middle of them and from a distance, Hermione observed her to be enjoying herself immensely.
"Do you think she's ok?" Hermione asked Harry later as they were taking a late-night stroll round the grounds. Harry was holding the invisibility cloak over them, since they weren't supposed to be out this late.
"I don't know," Harry replied shrugging his shoulders, "I guess so."
"I just feel kind of responsible for her," Hermione continued, "Since it's because of me that she's here."
"I know," Harry soothed, as he stopped and turned to face her. "Don't worry about it anymore ok?" he asked, looking deeply into her eyes. "Be here with me," he added, kissing her.
"Mmm," Hermione murmured, "I needed that, to revive me," she grinned, kissing him again.
1 Month Later
"Ron is it true that." Harry asked, looking up from his Divination homework.
"Harry I'm not telling you!" Ron said for what seemed the hundredth time. Ever since him and Lavender had got back together, and since that evening that they had disappeared to the dorm, everyone had been plaguing them both with questions. It was exactly like what happened with Harry and Hermione last term, Ron thought, only the difference was that he and Lavender had actually slept together; but they weren't telling. They had discussed it after it had happened, and Lavender had agreed that it was no one's business but their own. Ron reflected that she had changed since the beginning of term when she was almost sex-mad, and he definitely preferred the changed Lavender.
"Hey, calm down!" Harry replied, holing his hands up in defence, "I was only going ask if it's true that we have a test on this stuff next week."
"Oh," Ron replied, "Sorry, I thought you were asking about me and Lavender, everyone else has been," he added crossly.
"Yeah I know the feeling," Harry said, remembering what it had been like for him and Hermione.
"It's just that it's none of their business," Ron carried on, still frustrated about it.
"I know, I know," Harry replied, not wanting to get Ron all worked up again. He seemed to have spent the last month calming Ron down. If only everyone had some new gossip to talk about. Faith it seemed was keeping a low profile, although it was rumoured she'd been seeing Seamus secretly, not that she'd admitted to it. It seemed strange to both Harry and Hermione how she'd never confronted Ron, or Lavender about what had happened that night; Faith had just kept away from them both, spending more time on her own or with a group of guys following her around. Harry knew Hermione was feeling guilty about it all, especially since her mother wrote to her asking how Faith was getting on.
"I can't tell her truth!" Hermione had said to Harry as she was tying her letter of reply to the leg of a school owl.
"But what you've said is a complete lie." Harry had pointed out.
"Well she does seem to be happy and the teachers did say she's doing well in class," Hermione replied defensively. Harry had let it drop to avoid another argument. They had been arguing a fair bit lately, and it was really getting to him. They didn't seem able to have a conversation that didn't involve talk about Faith or homework, and Hermione was spending more and more time in the library.
The following day Harry couldn't find Hermione after breakfast, and since he had a free period, he wandered down to Hagrid's cabin to see if he needed any help with his latest introduction to the class; Triple-headed Slugworms. To Harry, and the rest of the class for that matter, they were disgusting, slimy creatures who only wanted to suck at your feet and climb up your legs.
"Harry! Now this is a surprise!" Hagrid greeted him warmly as he opened the door to him.
"I wondered if you needed a hand with anything," Harry said, looking about the cabin. It seemed a little too tidy and orderly from how Harry remembered it.
"Hagrid? Have you been tidying up?" Harry asked, noting the cleanliness of the room as well.
"Um well," Hargid coughed, going red in the face, "Not me, but someone else 'as been," he admitted bashfully.
"Oh, who?" Harry asked, sitting himself in one of Hagrid's enormous armchairs.
"Hermione," Hagrid replied simply, turning back to his stove where he was cooking some foul smelling concoction.
"Really?" Harry said surprised at this.
"Yeah, she's been down 'ere a lot lately," Hagrid replied carefully.
"I thought she'd been in the library all this time," Harry answered, confused as to why Hermione had been lying to him.
"Yeah well, you know," Hagrid replied awkwardly.
"Know what?" Harry asked, thoroughly puzzled now. Hagrid turned to look Harry, and moved to sit down opposite him.
"You've been 'avin problems lately 'aven't you?" Hagrid said. Harry stared at the floor. She'd obviously been talking to Hagrid about their arguments.
"It's all this stuff about Faith that she's worried about," Harry started to say, but Hagrid was shaking his head.
"Harry, Harry, you don't get it do you?" Hargid said gently.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, frowning at Hagrid.
"Talk to her, you need to talk," was all Hagrid would say, and Harry couldn't get any more out of him.
Harry sat at diner later with Ron, still thinking about what Hagrid had said. Hermione had been and gone, Harry not having had the chance to say anything to her.
"Ron?" Harry asked as Ron put his last mouthful of dessert in his mouth.
"Yeah?" Ron replied, spraying bits of rice pudding at Harry.
"Have you spoken to Hermione lately?"
"Not really, why?" Ron replied after swallowing.
"Just something Hagrid said," Harry answered looking away.
"Hagrid?" Ron said, "What would Hagrid know about it?"
"Nothing it doesn't matter," Harry responded getting up to leave the table.
"Harry," Ron said, grasping his arm to stop him, "Talk to her."
"That's what Hagrid said," Harry told him as he headed out to find Hermione. He found her sitting on the wall outside the main entrance. She was sitting watching a bird hopping in and out of the hedge, probably looking for food. She felt Harry's hands on her shoulders as he walked up behind her. She rested her head on his hand, sighing as she did so.
"Hermione, tell me what's wrong?" Harry asked quietly, still standing behind her. She didn't answer for a while and when she did her voice was shaking with emotion.
"I wish.I wish that everything was simple," she said, gazing out ahead of her. Harry frowned, not sure what Hermione meant. "With us I mean," she continued, twisting round to look at him. "Don't you wish we could just be us without any hassle?" she had a wistful expression on her face, and Harry wasn't all-sure he understood her.
"Do you mean all this stuff with Faith?" Harry asked, trying to clarify what she meant.
"Not really, well.maybe, I don't know completely," Hermione replied, frowning herself now. Harry was utterly confused now, and Hermione sensed this.
"You don't understand do you?" she said smiling, "I guess that's my fault."
"Hermione, please, just tell me what's wrong," Harry said, staking her hands in his and sitting down next to her. Hermione stared deeply into Harry's eyes and wondered where to begin. She had so much she wanted to tell him, but then so much she was afraid of at the same time.
"Harry," she began, looking at him intensely, "I love you so much, more than I ever imagined I could," she continued, smiling at him at the same time, "and it just, well, it scares me," she finished, the smile sliding away from her face.
"Scares you?" Harry asked, confused, "But surely that's not something to be scared of. I love you too, more every day, but it's calming, not scary," he said trying to convince her of his feelings.
"I know, and I don't understand it either," Hermione replied, shaking her head. She paused and stared ahead of her, looking away from Harry, and she realised she had to be truthful; wholly truthful with him.
"I'm scared of losing you," she told him quietly, "I'm scared you'll find someone better then me." Harry stared at her disbelievingly.
"Hermione, how can you think that?" he asked, his voice full of surprise and concern.
"I see you with other people, other girls, and they're all over you," she said, starting to cry now, "and I can't compete with that," she sobbed. Harry drew his arms around her and hugged her lovingly. He tilted her chin up to meet his, and kissed her tenderly on the lips.
"How can I think of anyone else when I have you?" he said gently, "You're more to me than anyone has ever been," he told her affectionately. "You don't have to compete with anyone," he assured her.
Ok, that's for this chapter- I know kinda a boring end, but the chapter was getting a bit long- I'll leave you with the lyrics of a song, which I thought was appropriate for Harry and Hermione I know, kinda corny, but I liked it!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THESE LYRICS! What Makes you Different (makes you beautiful)
Co-written & produced by Howie Dorough (Backstreet Boys) You don't run with a crowd
You go your own way
You don't play after dark
You light up my day
Got your own kind of style
That sets you apart
Baby, that's why you captured my heart
I know sometimes you feel like you don't fit in
And this world doesn't know what you have within
When I look at you,
I see something rare
A rose that can go anywhere (go anywhere)
And there's no one
I know that can compare CHORUS
What makes you different, makes you beautiful
What's there inside you, shines through to me
In your eyes I see, all the love
I'll ever need
You're all I need, oh girl
What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me Hey, yeah
You got something so real
You touched me so deep (touched me so deep)
Say material things
Don't matter to me
So come as you are
You've got nothing to prove
You won me with all that you do
And I want to take this chance to say to you CHORUS Repeat You don't know how you touched my life
Oh in so many ways I just can't describe
You taught me what love is supposed to be
You saw the little things that make you beautiful to me (so beautiful)
What makes you... Chorus Repeat Everything you do is beautiful (so beautiful)
Love you give shines right through me (shines right through me)
Everything you do is beautiful (oh)
You're beautiful to me (to me)