There would have been more to the last chapter, but. . . I couldn't finish
it. ^_~ If this chapter doesn't go the way I want it to, I'll go back and
add on to it. o_o;
Oh, and to clarify. . . Ehh, I don't think they were on holiday, just being rebellious and going on a boat in the middle of the lake to play poker and get drunk. :P
Anyhoo, continuing! XD *must think of what to write first. . . *
Disclaimer: Not mine, and prolly not yours either. ^_~
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"Hermione, please!" Harry said, shaking his head. It had already been 2 days since they were out on the boat together.
"But you -kissed- him!" She whispered.
Draco hadn't remembered anything that happened, except that he won money from their poker games, and Ron was aloof to everything as well, because he had been asleep.
"I don't want anyone to know," Harry ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
"But you KISSED him! HIM! Draco! Of all people! HIM!" She whispered almost hysterically.
"Look, he doesn't remember anything, and Ron doesn't know, and I'd like to keep it that way."
"But. . . Do you like him?" Hermione asked softly.
"Well, I don't know. . . I thought I did. . . But I don't want to like someone that doesn't like me back, and if he doesn't and finds out. . . then he'll make my life miserable," Harry groaned.
Hermione sat quietly in confusion. She never once considered that Harry Potter, 'The Boy Who Lived,' was. . . gay? She shook her head. /Maybe he's just confused. . ./ She told herself. But sighed. /Isn't that what everyone says when they find out someone is gay?/ She looked over at Harry, who was sitting quietly, looking just as confused as she was.
"Alright then. I know what we're going to do," Hermione stated, standing up and walking over to Harry.
"What?" He blinked.
"We're going to find out if Draco likes you!" She smiled reassuringly.
Noting Harry look of. . . somewhat terror, she smiled again.
"Don't worry, he won't find out you like him until you're ready to tell him yourself! But now. . . I'll be back!" She said, rushing off.
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Harry made his was from the Gryffindor house to the foyer, searching for his friends.
He spotted Hermione, who was talking with a group of girls. She spotted him, and winked.
He walked off quickly, hoping she wasn't saying anything he feared she would say. He found Ron sitting at the Lunch tables, eating his food and listening to one of Fred and George's stories. He sat down quietly, and starting eating his food.
"Harry!" Ron chirped.
Harry jumped a bit, still a little nerve wracked from earlier. "Hiya Ron. . ." He smiled, kinda.
"So! What happened the other night after I fell asleep?" Ron winked. "Hermione's been acting really weird since then. . . and now that I think about it, so have you!" Ron looked at him accusingly.
Harry blinked. "Oh. . . oh! No! It's not what you think. I think. What are you thinking?" Harry looked at Ron in confusion.
"Did you and Hermione. . ." Ron started.
"NO!" Harry shouted, before Ron could finish.
Just then, Hermione trotted over and sat down next to Ron. "Hello Ron!" She smiled. "Hey Harry," she winked.
Harry groaned and hit his head on the table.
Ron was still glaring at Harry accusingly.
"Harry," Hermione whispered. "I've got news!" She smiled.
Harry groaned again, and hit his head on the table a couple more times.
She got up and headed out of the hall, waiting at the door for Harry.
"If I find out anything. . ." Ron started.
"Ron! Noo!" Harry complained, getting up and walking over to Hermione.
She took him by the arm and lead him to a hall where no one was near.
"Well?" He asked nervously.
"It practically impossible to find out information about a Slytherin, but I did find out that. . ." She paused for a moment to give a dramatic effect. Harry groaned again and urged her to finish. ". . .Draco's never been on a date with a girl before."
Harry slapped his hand to his head. "That doesn't mean anything!" He cried. "-I- have never been on a date with anyone before either!"
"But, Draco is. . . well. . ." She tried to think of a way that wouldn't offend Harry. "Not as. . . sheltered?" She gave up, because Harry was just staring at her blankly. "Oh, alright. He's very cute. So there must be some reason he isn't dating!"
Harry pondered that for a moment. "So what you're telling me is that. . . You think Draco's cuter than me?" He asked in mock offence.
Hermione smacked his shoulder. "Be serious! He doesn't date, and he hangs out with a bunch of guys. I think there's a chance he's gay!" She smiled.
Harry shook his head again.
Hermione didn't care at this point about what Harry thought, she was too determined to make sure Harry got what he wanted. She grinned happily to herself.
~ ~ TBC ~ ~
AN: Wahahaha. . . I don't like writing Hermione, so pardon me if she's OOC. ^_~ Hmm. . . Okay, I really need some input for this. ^_^ I am struggling to find a plot to the story, and. . . struggling to make it a story, not just a short little fic. :P Heelp mee. :P
Oh, and to clarify. . . Ehh, I don't think they were on holiday, just being rebellious and going on a boat in the middle of the lake to play poker and get drunk. :P
Anyhoo, continuing! XD *must think of what to write first. . . *
Disclaimer: Not mine, and prolly not yours either. ^_~
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"Hermione, please!" Harry said, shaking his head. It had already been 2 days since they were out on the boat together.
"But you -kissed- him!" She whispered.
Draco hadn't remembered anything that happened, except that he won money from their poker games, and Ron was aloof to everything as well, because he had been asleep.
"I don't want anyone to know," Harry ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
"But you KISSED him! HIM! Draco! Of all people! HIM!" She whispered almost hysterically.
"Look, he doesn't remember anything, and Ron doesn't know, and I'd like to keep it that way."
"But. . . Do you like him?" Hermione asked softly.
"Well, I don't know. . . I thought I did. . . But I don't want to like someone that doesn't like me back, and if he doesn't and finds out. . . then he'll make my life miserable," Harry groaned.
Hermione sat quietly in confusion. She never once considered that Harry Potter, 'The Boy Who Lived,' was. . . gay? She shook her head. /Maybe he's just confused. . ./ She told herself. But sighed. /Isn't that what everyone says when they find out someone is gay?/ She looked over at Harry, who was sitting quietly, looking just as confused as she was.
"Alright then. I know what we're going to do," Hermione stated, standing up and walking over to Harry.
"What?" He blinked.
"We're going to find out if Draco likes you!" She smiled reassuringly.
Noting Harry look of. . . somewhat terror, she smiled again.
"Don't worry, he won't find out you like him until you're ready to tell him yourself! But now. . . I'll be back!" She said, rushing off.
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Harry made his was from the Gryffindor house to the foyer, searching for his friends.
He spotted Hermione, who was talking with a group of girls. She spotted him, and winked.
He walked off quickly, hoping she wasn't saying anything he feared she would say. He found Ron sitting at the Lunch tables, eating his food and listening to one of Fred and George's stories. He sat down quietly, and starting eating his food.
"Harry!" Ron chirped.
Harry jumped a bit, still a little nerve wracked from earlier. "Hiya Ron. . ." He smiled, kinda.
"So! What happened the other night after I fell asleep?" Ron winked. "Hermione's been acting really weird since then. . . and now that I think about it, so have you!" Ron looked at him accusingly.
Harry blinked. "Oh. . . oh! No! It's not what you think. I think. What are you thinking?" Harry looked at Ron in confusion.
"Did you and Hermione. . ." Ron started.
"NO!" Harry shouted, before Ron could finish.
Just then, Hermione trotted over and sat down next to Ron. "Hello Ron!" She smiled. "Hey Harry," she winked.
Harry groaned and hit his head on the table.
Ron was still glaring at Harry accusingly.
"Harry," Hermione whispered. "I've got news!" She smiled.
Harry groaned again, and hit his head on the table a couple more times.
She got up and headed out of the hall, waiting at the door for Harry.
"If I find out anything. . ." Ron started.
"Ron! Noo!" Harry complained, getting up and walking over to Hermione.
She took him by the arm and lead him to a hall where no one was near.
"Well?" He asked nervously.
"It practically impossible to find out information about a Slytherin, but I did find out that. . ." She paused for a moment to give a dramatic effect. Harry groaned again and urged her to finish. ". . .Draco's never been on a date with a girl before."
Harry slapped his hand to his head. "That doesn't mean anything!" He cried. "-I- have never been on a date with anyone before either!"
"But, Draco is. . . well. . ." She tried to think of a way that wouldn't offend Harry. "Not as. . . sheltered?" She gave up, because Harry was just staring at her blankly. "Oh, alright. He's very cute. So there must be some reason he isn't dating!"
Harry pondered that for a moment. "So what you're telling me is that. . . You think Draco's cuter than me?" He asked in mock offence.
Hermione smacked his shoulder. "Be serious! He doesn't date, and he hangs out with a bunch of guys. I think there's a chance he's gay!" She smiled.
Harry shook his head again.
Hermione didn't care at this point about what Harry thought, she was too determined to make sure Harry got what he wanted. She grinned happily to herself.
~ ~ TBC ~ ~
AN: Wahahaha. . . I don't like writing Hermione, so pardon me if she's OOC. ^_~ Hmm. . . Okay, I really need some input for this. ^_^ I am struggling to find a plot to the story, and. . . struggling to make it a story, not just a short little fic. :P Heelp mee. :P
