(A/N) Bare with me everyone. I know it seems as if my story is straying
form the original concept, and I have a very good reason for that..Writer's
Block. *Lisa nods head* I started out with a plot concept and then I just
kinda blew off course for a bit. I am trying to get the story back to the
original plot, and this is where the last couple of chapters come into
play. I just have to get Harry to the point of where he would dare to go
after a girl and then it is all fun and games from there. I am planning a
few little twists that I do not think anyone would even consider being in
this story. What can I say, though..all of my friends say that I am a tad
strange.so this will be nothing new to them. Anyways.Everything will be
explained.so try to be patient.
Chapter 7 or The Juliet to My Romeo
"Next Harry?" Ron grinned at his friend and looked down at his lesson plan. "Ok. We have already covered Sweet Talk and Lip Exercises. He turned the page in the notebook he was using to plan lessons in. "Next, we practice the actual kiss. Harry jumped off of the bed and quickly walked to the other side of the room.
"You are not, I repeat.not, to lay even one hand, finger, foot, toe or lip upon my person!" Harry sternly warned his best friend while brandishing his wand in front of him. Ron's ears turned red as he watched Harry swing the wand ready to protect himself.
"I meant practice on your hand, Harry." Answered Ron in mortification. "I am not that kind of guy!" He added indignantly. "Besides, even if I was that type, I would wait until at least the second or third date before I would let you kiss me." Surprised at this outburst, Harry looked at Ron; Ron looked at Harry and then they both burst out in laughter. Holding his stomach as another round of laughter shook his frame, Ron looked at Harry.
"You..you should have seen your.your face as you ju-jumped off of the bed!" He wheezed in between spurts of laughter. Harry gave him a look of disgust which just sent Ron into another peal of laughter. "Oh, come on, Harry. Get back over here so we can continue this." Harry decided to keep a close eye on Ron, just in case, but walked back over to the bed and sat down facing the red head.
It took the boys another ten minutes to get themselves back under control. Even then, the boys would still find themselves glancing at one another and starting to snicker again. After a few such attempts, Ron finally held up a hand.
"Ok, Ok, Harry. We have got to stop this. You want to learn how to kiss right?" Harry looked up at Ron still grinning. "Take your hand, Harry and make a fist." He demonstrated how to make a fist. "By placing your thumb over your forefinger, you create a handy dandy little mouth to practice on." Harry gave a skeptical look, but did as instructed. "Ok. Now all you have to do is place your mouth on that mouth" Ron pointed to Harry's fist. "And practice your kissing technique." Ron sat back and looked at Harry. "Well? What are you waiting for Harry?" Harry looked at his hand and then back at Ron and flushed.
"Ummm.Ron?" He said hesitantly. "Would you mind leaving for a bit? This is a rather personal moment here." Voiced a sheepish Harry. Ron raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes, but got up off the bed.
"Don't take too long Harry. Breakfast is being served." Harry nodded.
"I'll be right down. I just want to try this once." Harry waited until he heard the door close behind his best friend before he turned back to the matter at hand. Ok, he thought, kissing technique. Harry thought back to the other two lessons that Ron had given him and decided to start with some lip exercises and move on to the sweet talk before he tried kissing Pan.er.his hand.
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Ten minutes later, Harry rushed into the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron had joined Hermione and was saving a seat for him. Harry walked past the Hufflepuff table and Hannah Abbott turned red when he glanced at her. The same happened at the Ravenclaw table. Cho Chang -Harry's ex-crush- turned red when he looked at her, but gave him a small smile and wave too. Harry shook his head in wonder. Last year, she hardly even knew I existed, and now look at her. How ironic he thought sarcastically. Finally making it to the Gryffindor table, Harry sat down between his two best friends. Hermione looked at him questioningly for being so late.
What took you so long Harry?" Harry glanced over at a snickering Ron and gave him a warning glance.
"Slept late, Hermione." He quickly looked away from his bushy haired friend and looked for a distraction. "What do we have first Hermione?" He questioned. Hermione dropped the subject and checked their schedules.
"Herbology first with Hufflepuff; Defense with the Slytherins" Yes, thought Harry. Pansy will be there. "Transfiguration with Ravenclaw and Double Potions with Slytherin." He heard her finish the list and groaned along with Ron. Pansy might be in that class also, but that did not mean that he enjoyed spending time in the cold dank dungeons with their greasy git of a Potions Professor. Harry tried to put the stomach heaving thought behind him and stuffed some bacon in his mouth.
Hermione was just about to immerse herself in her Herbology text when she felt it. A light touch running up her leg made her drop her book to the table, straighten up and look around the table. She turned towards Harry who was absorbed in another conversation about Quidditch with Ron and then turned to look across the table. She looked under the table and immediately took in the problem. Lavender Brown was running her foot up what she thought was Harry's leg, but was in reality Hermione's.
Lavender batted her eyelashes at Harry and when he finally looked in her direction she waggled her fingertips at him. "Good morning, Harry." She cooed while still batting her eyelashes and running her foot a little higher up the leg across from her. Harry blinked in surprise and felt Hermione jump next to him. Lavender was now running her toes playfully up the inside of Hermione's thigh, she would move around, but the foot always came back. Lavender smiled and licked her lips while looking Harry in the eye. Harry gulped in confusion. Hermione regained her wits and decided that she had finally had enough.
"Lavender Brown!" She cried indignantly. "That is not Harry's leg! Please remove your foot from my thigh!!" Lavender's eyes opened wide in dismay and she turned a sickly shade of white as she quickly retracted her foot. The whole table had gone quiet at Hermione's cry. Seamus and Dean started to choke as their food went down the wrong way and Fred and George were smacking them on the back to help them. The whole table turned disbelieving eyes towards Harry, Hermione and Lavender. Ron looked between Hermione and Lavender while trying to stifle his cries of mirth.
"Oh." Whispered a rapidly reddening, stunned Harry while Ron lost his battle and started snorting in delight at the mistake. Still flushing, Harry got up from the table. "We had better go, guys. Wouldn't want to be late." He mumbled and bolted from the Great Hall to run outside and wait for his friends. "What is it with you girls and public places?" He asked a still disgruntled Hermione when she and Ron had joined him outside. Hermione gave him a disgusted look of disbelief and stomped off ahead of the boys. Harry turned to a still chortling Ron. "What did I do?" He asked innocently.
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Harry and Ron were a little out of breath from having to run to catch up with the ticked off girl. They got into their seats just before Professor Sprout walked into the greenhouse and the magical doors shut signaling the start of the lesson. Harry sat on one side of a still fuming Hermione and Ron sat on the other side. Both boys smiled at the girl, but she continued to ignore them while Professor Sprout gave her lecture on that day's lesson.
"Professor Snape has requested that we harvest the Leaping Toadstools this morning children." Sprout began. "Now you have worked with these fungi before, so I do not expect any problems to arise. However, I must warn you that the Venomous Tentacula is teething again, so please keep an eye out for it." She smiled at the collected students. "Well? What are you all waiting for? Professor Snape's stores won't get replenished at this rate!" Harry and Ron made a face at each other and dragged Hermione along with them as they tried to dig the toadstools up and get them in the bag before they started jumping all over the place.
The trio was joined at their harvesting table by Hannah Abbott and Jackie Nadire from Hufflepuff. Hannah was a petite, plump blonde girl who obviously was smitten with Harry this year along with the majority of girls in the school. Jackie was a tall, swarthy looking brunette who looked like she could take Hagrid himself down. Hermione sniffed in disdain as she watched Hannah and Jackie flirt and joke with Harry and Ron while they harvested their toadstools. Her feelings were more than a little hurt that Harry and Ron had not stuck up for her at breakfast, when she had been molested by Lavender. Hermione looked around for the girl, who she noted was over in the corner whispering with her long time best friend Pavarti Patil. Pavarti discreetly lifted her hand towards Harry's table and the two girls watched a giggling Hannah flirt shamelessly with Harry and Ron. Lavender all but growled when she saw Harry stop to pick up one of Hannah's gloves that she had dropped while wrestling a toadstool into an empty sack.
It happened so quickly that Hermione still to this day does not really know what happened. One minute Lavender and Pavarti were over in the corner of the greenhouse and Harry, Ron and the girls were at their table, and the next all hell broke loose in the Greenhouse. Hermione watched as Harry reached behind Hannah to grab another sack and Hannah seemed to faint. Harry dropped the gloves and clutched the falling girl to his chest. Looking frantic, Harry bent down towards the girl to see if she was ok just as Hannah opened her eyes. The girl smiled, thinking that Harry really liked her and planted her lips on Harry's and didn't let go until Lavender let a screech out and ran over towards Harry and Hannah. On the way, Lavender tripped over a bag of toadstools and upended them. The toadstools began jumping all around the greenhouse and tripping students as they ran in all directions. Lavender jumped on Hannah's back and started pummeling the poor girl until Hannah had no choice but to let loose of Harry's tonsils to defend herself. Hannah jumped back from Harry and tried to get the girl off of her, but she ended up knocking Lavender into a pail of Puffapod seeds.
The blooming Puffapod seeds startled Seamus who backed away from the commotion and tripped over the Jumping Toadstools to knock Hermione right into the bright red spiky vines of the Venomous Tentacula. The last thing she remembered before her world went black was Professor Sprout jumping towards her with her wand waving in the air.
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"Wow, Harry! I have never seen Professor Sprout cry so much over anything as having to destroy that plant." Ron and Harry were on their way to the hospital wing to visit Hermione after the disastrous Herbology lesson. Harry was still reeling from the class. "So, Harry, how was it?" Ron grinned at his white faced friend.
"How was what, Ron?" Harry asked confused.
"The kiss with Hannah..how was it?" Ron had come to a complete stop and faced Harry in the corridor. "Was she any good?" Harry looked at Ron in disbelief.
"Ron! Our best friend is in hospital wing after being bitten by a poisonous plant and the only thing you can think to ask is if Hannah is a good kisser or not?" Harry looked at Ron for a few more seconds and then made his way around his friend to keep walking down the hall.
"I don't have much experience, Ron, but I would say that I would rather kiss a dead fish than Hannah Abbott." Ron let out a large guffaw and started following Harry again.
Both boys stopped in front of the large door that led into the infirmary. Harry hesitantly pushed the large door open and went to look for their friend. They found Hermione in the last bed looking pale and wan and both boys anxiously ran over to their friend to make sure that she was still breathing. Madame Pomfrey bustled into the room a few moments later and shooed both boys from her bedside saying that Hermione was resting and did not need to be disturbed. Ron and Harry bent over the girl and kissed her cheek in goodbye, both promising to come visit her later that night. Exiting the hospital wing, Ron and Harry hurried to their next class, Defense against the Dark Arts.
Professor Lupin was already in the classroom when Harry and Ron entered. Dumbledore had reinstated the werewolf after getting permission from the school governors. It had been difficult, but after he had sent several articles to each of the governors showing how Werewolves were involved in other communities, they had caved in. Their only stipulation was that Lupin could not teach classes or be around students a week before each Full Moon. Happy to be employed once again and to around his family, Lupin had complied.
Harry scanned the room and found Pansy sitting by Millicent Bulstrode in the back of the room and motioned for Ron to follow him to a similar position on the Gryffindor side. Ron rolled his eyes and sat down in the seat next to Harry's. The lesson was on Patronus', so Harry spent most of the lesson watching Pansy while she took notes. Ron shook his head as he watched the girl drop her quill for the third time and bend down to pick it up, only to create a draft that sent her parchment sailing into the aisles. Each time, Harry would discreetly pick the parchment up and hand it to the clumsy girl. This last time when Harry handed her parchment back to her, the black haired beauty had smiled and knocked over her ink only to drag her sleeve through it seconds later.
"Honestly, Harry." He mumbled in disgust. "I really don't know what you see in that girl." Harry turned to him with a hurt look in his eyes. "Sorry, Harry, but she is a slimy Slytherin after all!" Squawked Ron.
"Ron." Harry got a vacant look on his face. "She is beautiful. She is the Juliet to my Romeo; The Cleopatra to my Mark Anthony" Ron made a face at the poetically waxing boy. "The Persephone to my Pluto."
"Ok, Ok. I get the picture. You don't have to make me squeamish before lunch do you?" Harry gave Ron a warning glance that shut him up and then went back to watching Pansy swipe the ink from her sleeve all over her parchment. When the doors opened signaling the end of the class, Ron sighed in relief and dragged his lovesick swain of a friend back down to the Great Hall for lunch and then off to Transfiguration with Ravenclaw.
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Transfiguration went fairly well in Ron's opinion. Cho kept levitating her stool that she transfigured into a feather over to tickle Harry's ear, but all Lavender could do was send deadly glares in the Ravenclaw's direction. The students would not dare misbehave in any manner in Professor McGonagall's class for fear of the reprisals in store for the ones responsible. Ron kept looking over at the blonde girl and shuddering in fear. When Ron had approached Harry about the blonde Gryffindor, he had just laughed the possible danger off, but Ron thought the look in her eye was not a good one and he feared for Harry's well being if she ever got him alone.
While Cho was tickling his ear with her feather and Lavender was plotting how to get Harry alone and to herself, Harry had taken to writing poetry about his dark haired Slytherin love. He labored over his poem and pretty much had it written when it was time to go to the dungeons for potions class. Harry hurriedly rolled his parchment up and gathered his things. He planned on giving his poem to Pansy during dinner and did not want anything to ruin the moment. Harry and Ron slid into their seats just as Professor Snape walked into the room.
Snape looked over the collection of Gryffindors and sneered in dislike. He sent a particularly nasty glare in Harry's direction. He had heard from Lucius exactly what had happened after their visit to Diagon Alley. He looked over at the blonde boy sitting with his back to the wall and sighed. He feared that it was going to take another shock to the system before Draco was back to his old self. Then again, who could blame him for being so scared? He had received everything from howlers to curses that summer and all because of Harry Bloody Potter, he thought venomously. He quickly wrote the instructions for a Restorative Potion on the board and set about pairing up students with partners. After everyone had retrieved their ingredients from the stores, he started walking amongst the students as they started their assignment.
Harry and Ron had just finished putting the last ingredient in the couldron when an explosion came from Neville's corner of the room. Draco flinched and dove under one of the desks. Torn between chastising one of his most hated students for messing up and comforting his pet, Snape was in quandary. He was so shook up, he never noticed a dark haired girl going into his stores and coming out with a small round bottle.
*************************** (A/N) Phew!! That was a long one, but I had a lot of fun writing this chapter and am having fun writing the next one too!! I hope you all like this chapter; I worked very hard on it and am sorry if there are any mistakes in it. I would like to thank my reviewers and especially my recurring reviewers who review every single chapter! Thanks. I really do appreciate the feed back; it spurs me on to write. As always. Let me know what you think by reviewing after you read!! Love Lisa
Chapter 7 or The Juliet to My Romeo
"Next Harry?" Ron grinned at his friend and looked down at his lesson plan. "Ok. We have already covered Sweet Talk and Lip Exercises. He turned the page in the notebook he was using to plan lessons in. "Next, we practice the actual kiss. Harry jumped off of the bed and quickly walked to the other side of the room.
"You are not, I repeat.not, to lay even one hand, finger, foot, toe or lip upon my person!" Harry sternly warned his best friend while brandishing his wand in front of him. Ron's ears turned red as he watched Harry swing the wand ready to protect himself.
"I meant practice on your hand, Harry." Answered Ron in mortification. "I am not that kind of guy!" He added indignantly. "Besides, even if I was that type, I would wait until at least the second or third date before I would let you kiss me." Surprised at this outburst, Harry looked at Ron; Ron looked at Harry and then they both burst out in laughter. Holding his stomach as another round of laughter shook his frame, Ron looked at Harry.
"You..you should have seen your.your face as you ju-jumped off of the bed!" He wheezed in between spurts of laughter. Harry gave him a look of disgust which just sent Ron into another peal of laughter. "Oh, come on, Harry. Get back over here so we can continue this." Harry decided to keep a close eye on Ron, just in case, but walked back over to the bed and sat down facing the red head.
It took the boys another ten minutes to get themselves back under control. Even then, the boys would still find themselves glancing at one another and starting to snicker again. After a few such attempts, Ron finally held up a hand.
"Ok, Ok, Harry. We have got to stop this. You want to learn how to kiss right?" Harry looked up at Ron still grinning. "Take your hand, Harry and make a fist." He demonstrated how to make a fist. "By placing your thumb over your forefinger, you create a handy dandy little mouth to practice on." Harry gave a skeptical look, but did as instructed. "Ok. Now all you have to do is place your mouth on that mouth" Ron pointed to Harry's fist. "And practice your kissing technique." Ron sat back and looked at Harry. "Well? What are you waiting for Harry?" Harry looked at his hand and then back at Ron and flushed.
"Ummm.Ron?" He said hesitantly. "Would you mind leaving for a bit? This is a rather personal moment here." Voiced a sheepish Harry. Ron raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes, but got up off the bed.
"Don't take too long Harry. Breakfast is being served." Harry nodded.
"I'll be right down. I just want to try this once." Harry waited until he heard the door close behind his best friend before he turned back to the matter at hand. Ok, he thought, kissing technique. Harry thought back to the other two lessons that Ron had given him and decided to start with some lip exercises and move on to the sweet talk before he tried kissing Pan.er.his hand.
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Ten minutes later, Harry rushed into the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron had joined Hermione and was saving a seat for him. Harry walked past the Hufflepuff table and Hannah Abbott turned red when he glanced at her. The same happened at the Ravenclaw table. Cho Chang -Harry's ex-crush- turned red when he looked at her, but gave him a small smile and wave too. Harry shook his head in wonder. Last year, she hardly even knew I existed, and now look at her. How ironic he thought sarcastically. Finally making it to the Gryffindor table, Harry sat down between his two best friends. Hermione looked at him questioningly for being so late.
What took you so long Harry?" Harry glanced over at a snickering Ron and gave him a warning glance.
"Slept late, Hermione." He quickly looked away from his bushy haired friend and looked for a distraction. "What do we have first Hermione?" He questioned. Hermione dropped the subject and checked their schedules.
"Herbology first with Hufflepuff; Defense with the Slytherins" Yes, thought Harry. Pansy will be there. "Transfiguration with Ravenclaw and Double Potions with Slytherin." He heard her finish the list and groaned along with Ron. Pansy might be in that class also, but that did not mean that he enjoyed spending time in the cold dank dungeons with their greasy git of a Potions Professor. Harry tried to put the stomach heaving thought behind him and stuffed some bacon in his mouth.
Hermione was just about to immerse herself in her Herbology text when she felt it. A light touch running up her leg made her drop her book to the table, straighten up and look around the table. She turned towards Harry who was absorbed in another conversation about Quidditch with Ron and then turned to look across the table. She looked under the table and immediately took in the problem. Lavender Brown was running her foot up what she thought was Harry's leg, but was in reality Hermione's.
Lavender batted her eyelashes at Harry and when he finally looked in her direction she waggled her fingertips at him. "Good morning, Harry." She cooed while still batting her eyelashes and running her foot a little higher up the leg across from her. Harry blinked in surprise and felt Hermione jump next to him. Lavender was now running her toes playfully up the inside of Hermione's thigh, she would move around, but the foot always came back. Lavender smiled and licked her lips while looking Harry in the eye. Harry gulped in confusion. Hermione regained her wits and decided that she had finally had enough.
"Lavender Brown!" She cried indignantly. "That is not Harry's leg! Please remove your foot from my thigh!!" Lavender's eyes opened wide in dismay and she turned a sickly shade of white as she quickly retracted her foot. The whole table had gone quiet at Hermione's cry. Seamus and Dean started to choke as their food went down the wrong way and Fred and George were smacking them on the back to help them. The whole table turned disbelieving eyes towards Harry, Hermione and Lavender. Ron looked between Hermione and Lavender while trying to stifle his cries of mirth.
"Oh." Whispered a rapidly reddening, stunned Harry while Ron lost his battle and started snorting in delight at the mistake. Still flushing, Harry got up from the table. "We had better go, guys. Wouldn't want to be late." He mumbled and bolted from the Great Hall to run outside and wait for his friends. "What is it with you girls and public places?" He asked a still disgruntled Hermione when she and Ron had joined him outside. Hermione gave him a disgusted look of disbelief and stomped off ahead of the boys. Harry turned to a still chortling Ron. "What did I do?" He asked innocently.
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Harry and Ron were a little out of breath from having to run to catch up with the ticked off girl. They got into their seats just before Professor Sprout walked into the greenhouse and the magical doors shut signaling the start of the lesson. Harry sat on one side of a still fuming Hermione and Ron sat on the other side. Both boys smiled at the girl, but she continued to ignore them while Professor Sprout gave her lecture on that day's lesson.
"Professor Snape has requested that we harvest the Leaping Toadstools this morning children." Sprout began. "Now you have worked with these fungi before, so I do not expect any problems to arise. However, I must warn you that the Venomous Tentacula is teething again, so please keep an eye out for it." She smiled at the collected students. "Well? What are you all waiting for? Professor Snape's stores won't get replenished at this rate!" Harry and Ron made a face at each other and dragged Hermione along with them as they tried to dig the toadstools up and get them in the bag before they started jumping all over the place.
The trio was joined at their harvesting table by Hannah Abbott and Jackie Nadire from Hufflepuff. Hannah was a petite, plump blonde girl who obviously was smitten with Harry this year along with the majority of girls in the school. Jackie was a tall, swarthy looking brunette who looked like she could take Hagrid himself down. Hermione sniffed in disdain as she watched Hannah and Jackie flirt and joke with Harry and Ron while they harvested their toadstools. Her feelings were more than a little hurt that Harry and Ron had not stuck up for her at breakfast, when she had been molested by Lavender. Hermione looked around for the girl, who she noted was over in the corner whispering with her long time best friend Pavarti Patil. Pavarti discreetly lifted her hand towards Harry's table and the two girls watched a giggling Hannah flirt shamelessly with Harry and Ron. Lavender all but growled when she saw Harry stop to pick up one of Hannah's gloves that she had dropped while wrestling a toadstool into an empty sack.
It happened so quickly that Hermione still to this day does not really know what happened. One minute Lavender and Pavarti were over in the corner of the greenhouse and Harry, Ron and the girls were at their table, and the next all hell broke loose in the Greenhouse. Hermione watched as Harry reached behind Hannah to grab another sack and Hannah seemed to faint. Harry dropped the gloves and clutched the falling girl to his chest. Looking frantic, Harry bent down towards the girl to see if she was ok just as Hannah opened her eyes. The girl smiled, thinking that Harry really liked her and planted her lips on Harry's and didn't let go until Lavender let a screech out and ran over towards Harry and Hannah. On the way, Lavender tripped over a bag of toadstools and upended them. The toadstools began jumping all around the greenhouse and tripping students as they ran in all directions. Lavender jumped on Hannah's back and started pummeling the poor girl until Hannah had no choice but to let loose of Harry's tonsils to defend herself. Hannah jumped back from Harry and tried to get the girl off of her, but she ended up knocking Lavender into a pail of Puffapod seeds.
The blooming Puffapod seeds startled Seamus who backed away from the commotion and tripped over the Jumping Toadstools to knock Hermione right into the bright red spiky vines of the Venomous Tentacula. The last thing she remembered before her world went black was Professor Sprout jumping towards her with her wand waving in the air.
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"Wow, Harry! I have never seen Professor Sprout cry so much over anything as having to destroy that plant." Ron and Harry were on their way to the hospital wing to visit Hermione after the disastrous Herbology lesson. Harry was still reeling from the class. "So, Harry, how was it?" Ron grinned at his white faced friend.
"How was what, Ron?" Harry asked confused.
"The kiss with Hannah..how was it?" Ron had come to a complete stop and faced Harry in the corridor. "Was she any good?" Harry looked at Ron in disbelief.
"Ron! Our best friend is in hospital wing after being bitten by a poisonous plant and the only thing you can think to ask is if Hannah is a good kisser or not?" Harry looked at Ron for a few more seconds and then made his way around his friend to keep walking down the hall.
"I don't have much experience, Ron, but I would say that I would rather kiss a dead fish than Hannah Abbott." Ron let out a large guffaw and started following Harry again.
Both boys stopped in front of the large door that led into the infirmary. Harry hesitantly pushed the large door open and went to look for their friend. They found Hermione in the last bed looking pale and wan and both boys anxiously ran over to their friend to make sure that she was still breathing. Madame Pomfrey bustled into the room a few moments later and shooed both boys from her bedside saying that Hermione was resting and did not need to be disturbed. Ron and Harry bent over the girl and kissed her cheek in goodbye, both promising to come visit her later that night. Exiting the hospital wing, Ron and Harry hurried to their next class, Defense against the Dark Arts.
Professor Lupin was already in the classroom when Harry and Ron entered. Dumbledore had reinstated the werewolf after getting permission from the school governors. It had been difficult, but after he had sent several articles to each of the governors showing how Werewolves were involved in other communities, they had caved in. Their only stipulation was that Lupin could not teach classes or be around students a week before each Full Moon. Happy to be employed once again and to around his family, Lupin had complied.
Harry scanned the room and found Pansy sitting by Millicent Bulstrode in the back of the room and motioned for Ron to follow him to a similar position on the Gryffindor side. Ron rolled his eyes and sat down in the seat next to Harry's. The lesson was on Patronus', so Harry spent most of the lesson watching Pansy while she took notes. Ron shook his head as he watched the girl drop her quill for the third time and bend down to pick it up, only to create a draft that sent her parchment sailing into the aisles. Each time, Harry would discreetly pick the parchment up and hand it to the clumsy girl. This last time when Harry handed her parchment back to her, the black haired beauty had smiled and knocked over her ink only to drag her sleeve through it seconds later.
"Honestly, Harry." He mumbled in disgust. "I really don't know what you see in that girl." Harry turned to him with a hurt look in his eyes. "Sorry, Harry, but she is a slimy Slytherin after all!" Squawked Ron.
"Ron." Harry got a vacant look on his face. "She is beautiful. She is the Juliet to my Romeo; The Cleopatra to my Mark Anthony" Ron made a face at the poetically waxing boy. "The Persephone to my Pluto."
"Ok, Ok. I get the picture. You don't have to make me squeamish before lunch do you?" Harry gave Ron a warning glance that shut him up and then went back to watching Pansy swipe the ink from her sleeve all over her parchment. When the doors opened signaling the end of the class, Ron sighed in relief and dragged his lovesick swain of a friend back down to the Great Hall for lunch and then off to Transfiguration with Ravenclaw.
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Transfiguration went fairly well in Ron's opinion. Cho kept levitating her stool that she transfigured into a feather over to tickle Harry's ear, but all Lavender could do was send deadly glares in the Ravenclaw's direction. The students would not dare misbehave in any manner in Professor McGonagall's class for fear of the reprisals in store for the ones responsible. Ron kept looking over at the blonde girl and shuddering in fear. When Ron had approached Harry about the blonde Gryffindor, he had just laughed the possible danger off, but Ron thought the look in her eye was not a good one and he feared for Harry's well being if she ever got him alone.
While Cho was tickling his ear with her feather and Lavender was plotting how to get Harry alone and to herself, Harry had taken to writing poetry about his dark haired Slytherin love. He labored over his poem and pretty much had it written when it was time to go to the dungeons for potions class. Harry hurriedly rolled his parchment up and gathered his things. He planned on giving his poem to Pansy during dinner and did not want anything to ruin the moment. Harry and Ron slid into their seats just as Professor Snape walked into the room.
Snape looked over the collection of Gryffindors and sneered in dislike. He sent a particularly nasty glare in Harry's direction. He had heard from Lucius exactly what had happened after their visit to Diagon Alley. He looked over at the blonde boy sitting with his back to the wall and sighed. He feared that it was going to take another shock to the system before Draco was back to his old self. Then again, who could blame him for being so scared? He had received everything from howlers to curses that summer and all because of Harry Bloody Potter, he thought venomously. He quickly wrote the instructions for a Restorative Potion on the board and set about pairing up students with partners. After everyone had retrieved their ingredients from the stores, he started walking amongst the students as they started their assignment.
Harry and Ron had just finished putting the last ingredient in the couldron when an explosion came from Neville's corner of the room. Draco flinched and dove under one of the desks. Torn between chastising one of his most hated students for messing up and comforting his pet, Snape was in quandary. He was so shook up, he never noticed a dark haired girl going into his stores and coming out with a small round bottle.
*************************** (A/N) Phew!! That was a long one, but I had a lot of fun writing this chapter and am having fun writing the next one too!! I hope you all like this chapter; I worked very hard on it and am sorry if there are any mistakes in it. I would like to thank my reviewers and especially my recurring reviewers who review every single chapter! Thanks. I really do appreciate the feed back; it spurs me on to write. As always. Let me know what you think by reviewing after you read!! Love Lisa