Chapter 17:

"Harry I think it's about time we did something about this" Ron said to Harry, who now had his eyes closed, just running through his thoughts. Harry looked up at them.
"But where do we even start?" Ron asked openly.
"I know where" Harry said as he looked to Hermione. She shook her head discretely but Ron saw the interaction.

"What" he asked, "what do you two know that I don't"

"Hermione, it's time to tell Dumbledore" Harry said to her seriously.

"No Harry, I said NO"

"What's going on?" Ron asked, starting to get angry.

Hermione reached forward and grabbed Harry's hand, dragging him out of the room.

"Harry this is just going to cause problems" she said to him when they were alone on the stairwell.
"Hermione stop being so selfish, Ron will get over the fact that you didn't tell him." Harry looked at Hermione who looked as though she was going to cry. "I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't mean that, I know its gonna be hard for you but we don't have to say anything about the…rape… we can just say he was trying to kidnap you. No one will ever know unless Draco tells them, and who would be proud of such a thing?" Harry thought about it for a moment, Malfoy probably would be proud of that; stupid git.

"RON is the LEAST of my worries Harry. What happens when I have the Malfoy's and other Deatheaters angry with me. What if they come after me or harm my family. What if this is some big plot with you know who and then he'll come after me himself? Harry this is dangerous, can't we just handle Malfoy on our own?"

"I'm sorry Hermione, I'm going to Dumbledore, are you coming or not"

"Not" she said, looking hurt, and turning to her dormitory.

Harry leaned his head up against her door and sighed. She was right. This was dangerous, but Dumbledore would protect them.

"Hermione please don't be angry with me" he shouted through the door.
"GO AWAY HARRY" he heard from the other side.

Harry gave up and turned to walk away. He saw Ron standing in the hallway.
"Harry what's going on? I want the truth."

"You can get it from Hermione" Harry told him as he began to walk away, "Listen, Ron, tell her I'm sorry, that she will be ok, and do me a favor and don't do anything stupid… ok?"

Ron just gave a confused look and nodded his head.

Harry knew Ron would be angry with her for not telling him that Malfoy was supposed to kidnap her. Hermione was just trying to protect him, she and Harry both knew that Ron would go after Malfoy and do something dumb and in the end just get himself expelled and probably get himself on Lord Voldemort's black list. Well that was for Hermione to deal with now. He had another task awaiting him.

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Harry waited in Dumbledore's office. A place not all to unfamiliar to him. He liked it there though, he felt safe and wanted.

"Hello Harry" said the giant grandfather like wizard as he appeared at the top of the stairs. "What brings you here today"

"Professor… I think I know who's committing the kidnappings"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and sat down in his large chair. He nodded at Harry, telling him to proceed.

Harry told him about Hermione's encounter with Malfoy, leaving out sexual details to shelter Hermione's pride.

Dumbledore gave a disapproving sigh and shook his head sadly.

"Thank you Harry, I'll probably be calling you in here later." Was surprisingly all that he said to Harry.
Harry nodded and left the room. He wondered what would happen. He hoped Malfoy would just get expelled and it wouldn't go farther than that but he knew that was too good to be true.

Harry walked back into the common room where Hermione was storming out, in tears.

"Thanks a lot Harry!" she said, violently passing by him.

"Hermione wait!" He called after her, but she ran down the hall.

Harry rolled his eyes and trotted on up to his room. Ron was sitting on his bed writing a letter. Probably to Charlie, Harry assumed.

"Hey" Harry said to him, laying down on his own bed.
"You know Harry, if you were as good a friend as you think you are, you woulda told me about Malfoy trying to kidnap Hermione, I can't believe you would keep something like that from me!" Ron said, crumbling the half written letter up in his hand and standing up from his bed.

"Ron, you and I both know you would have tried to kill him… where would that have gotten you"

Ron left the room. He knew Harry was right and would probably just say something he would later regret if he began to quarrel with Harry so he figured it was best to just go and cool down somewhere.

As he disappeared through the doorway, Parvati appeared. Harry was relieved to see her but wasn't sure how good of a boyfriend he would be today.

"Hey… I was in the common room when… and I just saw… Harry, what's going on?"

Harry began to explain everything to her as she took a seat on the windowsill.

"Harry, you did the right thing you know" she said, cocking her head to the side sympathetically.

"Yea… "

"They just need time, they'll see it"

She was probably right, at least he hoped so.
"Come here," she said, reaching out her hands.
Harry got up from the bed and walked over to the windowsill, positioned himself between her legs, put his arms around her waist, buried his head in her shoulder, and let out a loud muffled whine.

Parvati chuckled as she ran her hands through his hair and kissed his temple.

"Everything will be alright!! Come on, you did a good thing, you deserve to be happy…"

He looked up to see a devilish gleam in her eye.

"Uh oh" he managed to get out before she pressed her lips against his own, nearly devouring him. With the position she was sitting in, and their groins touching, Harry found it hard to ignore the urge to grind into her as they kissed passionately. Hell, at the rate they were going, he was ready to lift her onto the bed and take it from there! But something didn't feel right, and even though they were alone in his room, he didn't feel like they were in privacy. He pulled back a little, wanting to retreat from the lusty action, but as he did, Parvati lifted her sweater off and began unbuttoning her blouse.

"Parvati!" he exclaimed, beginning to back away, then realizing he couldn't because her legs were wrapped around him.

"Shhh, Harry what are you so afraid of? You're a growing boy for God's sake, you should be wanting to do stuff like this."

"Parvati… I … do… I guess… I just…. What if someone walks in?"

"That's the exciting part… doesn't it give you a thrill?"

Harry had to admit that the underlying fear in the pit of his stomach was making him all the more aroused. But before he got a chance to express it, she already had his sweater off and was unbuttoning his shirt. He gave in and began kissing her again, now rubbing his hands across her exposed skin. His hands were so tempted to unhook the bra that he brushed his hands over but he refrained from doing so. He didn't know how far Parvati wanted to take things and decided it would be best to leave it up to her. She then broke from the kiss and pushed his unbuttoned shirt a little farther off his shoulders, kissing the exposed skin. Harry was enjoying the feeling of this and decided he liked the new steps Parvati was taking in their relationship. What 15 year old boy wouldn't?

The next sounds came simultaneously, a door opening, a gasp, an "oh my" and a yelp.

Harry was turned, facing a very shocked and disheveled Professor McGonagall who was standing in his doorway. He felt quite embarrassed to be standing there with his shirt half off and, now just realizing his pants undone. Then he thought that Parvati must feel worse. He turned quick to see that Parvati had removed herself from the windowsill and was standing behind him to cover herself.

"Mr. Potter," McGonagall said, looking away, "Professor Dumbledore would like to see you in his office" with that, she left the room.

Ahh… still trying to live up to my R rating lol. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, spring break and all. But I have lots of good idea's and surprises in store… so keep comin back and reviewing!! It's MUCH appreciated. … Thanks!