The Princesses of Harry Potter
Chapter Six- Love and Deception
Harry stepped off the spiral staircase to the quiet room late the next Saturday morning. After Hermione left the previous night, he couldn't sleep at all, she told him a mindful, and he didn't know how to analysis it.
She spun around in one of the fluffy chairs, catching him before he got away. The light grin on her face triggered one on his. She jumped up from her seat, grabbing his wrist.
He followed her through the portrait hole, not like he had a choice. He asked the same question repeatedly, each time without an answer.
Hermione watched the entrance, leaning against the wall with Harry standing in front of her.
" What's going in?".
The Fat Lady had moved aside, Hermione saw a strand of strawberry blonde hair and immediately, securing her arm around Harry's neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. His reaction was delayed, but he soon enough kissed her in return.
Hermione kept one eye half open, seeing Ginny standing behind Harry, watching them. She gave an icy snarl, and continued down the hallway. Hermione broke the kiss, though she didn't want to.
Harry looked down at her, catching his breath, " what was that all about?".
She grinned and ran past Gryffindor tower, turning out of sight. Ginny appeared from the direction she had once gone a few minutes prior.
" Hi Harry".
Before he could respond, the portrait swung to the side, Ron jumped from the hole into the corridor. He saw the dazed expression slowly making way.
" Harry" he turned his attention towards Ron, " I have to talk to you, now". He grabbed Harry's wrist, the other wrist, dragging him down the hallway where Hermione had just gone.
And she hadn't gone anywhere, she was leaning against the wall after the bend when Ron and Harry came running.
" What..".
She covered Harry's mouth, peering around the corner without being noticed. Ginny was still there, watching, then left.
Hermione removed her hand, " good timing Ron".
" Seriously, what the hell is going on?".
Ron looked at Hermione, " we wanted to see your reaction when you were around Ginny, but Hermione not being there".
Harry glanced at Hermione, who was staring at her shoes, " why? You don't trust me?".
" I don't trust her" she responded, " the potion is still in your system and you're going to act different when around either her or myself".
" So" Harry recalled what just went on, " that was your plan?".
Ron shook his head.
" No" Hermione said, " actually, my plan has a lot more than you think, I guess you can say, you're involved, but then again you're not".
Harry tweaked an eyebrow.
Ron wrapped an arm around his neck, " I'll fill him in" he smirked. He pulled Harry back to the tower and Hermione rushed down the corridor.
For the past month of intense chaos, Ginny had always skipped dinner, with the exception of the previous incident with Hermione. Tonight, she waited in the deserted common room for Harry. She had slipped him a note during lunch telling him to meet her there at that time. She knew he'd cave in, and, they'd be alone.
Sure enough, Ginny heard footsteps in the portrait hole after minutes of pacing. Harry entered the room, smiling.
" I thought you weren't coming" she smiled.
" I certainly don't have a reason not to".
Ginny walked over, going on tiptoe for a kiss, but he ducked out of her way, giving her a very unhappy expression.
" We have time, no need to rush things".
She glared at him, " are you sick?" he shook his head, " oh, you just kind of sound..never mind".
The two sat on one of the long couches by the roaring fire, Ginny cuddled against him.
" What are you thinking about?" she asked.
Harry froze, " how I fell in love with you?".
Ginny giggled, " I have to admit, it really wasn't that easy" she knew everything that was said, he would easily forget soon enough. " Let's just say, I had a little help".
" From who?" he pretended as though he had no idea what she had done.
" The Siberian Love Potion, one simple recipe and you don't ever have to deal with Hermione Granger again, it's just me".
Harry laughed along with her for acting's sake. Her hand traveled from his waist to the front of his robes and upward towards the drawstring where the two sides were tied together. Indeed, he was scared, but remained perfectly still, just as she had the ties loose.
Ginny gasped, with a slight sound of laughter, and jumped back, " oh my god, Harry, why are you wearing a skirt?". She referred to the article of clothing that went with the Hogwarts uniform for girls, like the one she was wearing.
" I'm not Harry" the voice sounded different. Much like-
Ginny swiftly stood, looking down at.she didn't know who it was. Just then, two shadows came out from behind the spiral staircase. It was Ron, and Harry, the real Harry. She could feel her cheeks burning, looking back at the couch.
It was now Hermione that was sitting there.
Chapter Six- Love and Deception
Harry stepped off the spiral staircase to the quiet room late the next Saturday morning. After Hermione left the previous night, he couldn't sleep at all, she told him a mindful, and he didn't know how to analysis it.
She spun around in one of the fluffy chairs, catching him before he got away. The light grin on her face triggered one on his. She jumped up from her seat, grabbing his wrist.
He followed her through the portrait hole, not like he had a choice. He asked the same question repeatedly, each time without an answer.
Hermione watched the entrance, leaning against the wall with Harry standing in front of her.
" What's going in?".
The Fat Lady had moved aside, Hermione saw a strand of strawberry blonde hair and immediately, securing her arm around Harry's neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. His reaction was delayed, but he soon enough kissed her in return.
Hermione kept one eye half open, seeing Ginny standing behind Harry, watching them. She gave an icy snarl, and continued down the hallway. Hermione broke the kiss, though she didn't want to.
Harry looked down at her, catching his breath, " what was that all about?".
She grinned and ran past Gryffindor tower, turning out of sight. Ginny appeared from the direction she had once gone a few minutes prior.
" Hi Harry".
Before he could respond, the portrait swung to the side, Ron jumped from the hole into the corridor. He saw the dazed expression slowly making way.
" Harry" he turned his attention towards Ron, " I have to talk to you, now". He grabbed Harry's wrist, the other wrist, dragging him down the hallway where Hermione had just gone.
And she hadn't gone anywhere, she was leaning against the wall after the bend when Ron and Harry came running.
" What..".
She covered Harry's mouth, peering around the corner without being noticed. Ginny was still there, watching, then left.
Hermione removed her hand, " good timing Ron".
" Seriously, what the hell is going on?".
Ron looked at Hermione, " we wanted to see your reaction when you were around Ginny, but Hermione not being there".
Harry glanced at Hermione, who was staring at her shoes, " why? You don't trust me?".
" I don't trust her" she responded, " the potion is still in your system and you're going to act different when around either her or myself".
" So" Harry recalled what just went on, " that was your plan?".
Ron shook his head.
" No" Hermione said, " actually, my plan has a lot more than you think, I guess you can say, you're involved, but then again you're not".
Harry tweaked an eyebrow.
Ron wrapped an arm around his neck, " I'll fill him in" he smirked. He pulled Harry back to the tower and Hermione rushed down the corridor.
For the past month of intense chaos, Ginny had always skipped dinner, with the exception of the previous incident with Hermione. Tonight, she waited in the deserted common room for Harry. She had slipped him a note during lunch telling him to meet her there at that time. She knew he'd cave in, and, they'd be alone.
Sure enough, Ginny heard footsteps in the portrait hole after minutes of pacing. Harry entered the room, smiling.
" I thought you weren't coming" she smiled.
" I certainly don't have a reason not to".
Ginny walked over, going on tiptoe for a kiss, but he ducked out of her way, giving her a very unhappy expression.
" We have time, no need to rush things".
She glared at him, " are you sick?" he shook his head, " oh, you just kind of sound..never mind".
The two sat on one of the long couches by the roaring fire, Ginny cuddled against him.
" What are you thinking about?" she asked.
Harry froze, " how I fell in love with you?".
Ginny giggled, " I have to admit, it really wasn't that easy" she knew everything that was said, he would easily forget soon enough. " Let's just say, I had a little help".
" From who?" he pretended as though he had no idea what she had done.
" The Siberian Love Potion, one simple recipe and you don't ever have to deal with Hermione Granger again, it's just me".
Harry laughed along with her for acting's sake. Her hand traveled from his waist to the front of his robes and upward towards the drawstring where the two sides were tied together. Indeed, he was scared, but remained perfectly still, just as she had the ties loose.
Ginny gasped, with a slight sound of laughter, and jumped back, " oh my god, Harry, why are you wearing a skirt?". She referred to the article of clothing that went with the Hogwarts uniform for girls, like the one she was wearing.
" I'm not Harry" the voice sounded different. Much like-
Ginny swiftly stood, looking down at.she didn't know who it was. Just then, two shadows came out from behind the spiral staircase. It was Ron, and Harry, the real Harry. She could feel her cheeks burning, looking back at the couch.
It was now Hermione that was sitting there.