(Author's Note!!
Booyah! I just saw Legally Blonde again… and then I thought of the new series coming to Fox called
Miss Match and then I thought—why not do a cross between them? An attorney who sets up people
while looking for love! It's a work in progress. I will also be doing a story after I finish this one… I
have, let's say about twenty chapters left to write. If any of you want to know if I am writing a book
seven, sorry to disappoint you, but I probably won't. It is very hard work to maintain this one. But
you never know!
I've reached a milestone! CHAPTER 15! Umbridge has tortured Ron… Harry wanted to kill her,
Hermione wants to tell Dumbledore. What does the future hold in store? This will be a very fast-paced
chapter because….. the war is starting!
Thanks to everyone who is reviewing ESPECIALLY the person said I wrote better than JK Rowling! Hehe)
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
A Betrayal in the Ministry
Ron awoke in the Hospital Wing, feeling feverish and ill. Hermione was sitting at the edge of his bed
talking to Katherine.
"'Mione?" Ron asked aloud. Hermione turned to him. She got up and bent over him.
"Oh Ron!" she cried and held back his hair out of his face.
"Harry went to go talk to Professor Dumbledore about that bloke Umbridge," Katherine said as Madam
Pomfrey waddled up to Ron's bed.
"Out! He needs rest!" she shooed Katherine and Hermione out of the Hospital Wing. She returned to
Ron with some medicine. "Take this, darling."
Ron plopped a pill into his mouth and instantly began to feel drowsy s a warm feeling spread
throughout his body. He slowly drifted away.
"Skiving Snackboxes!" Harry said in front of Dumbledore's office and a staircase erupted from above
the awe inspiring phoenix statue.
Harry ran up the steps and found Dumbledore's office. He pounded on the door. A welcoming face
answered it.
"Lupin!" Harry said and hugged him but then pulled away. "Oh wait, I'm not here to see
you—Professor Dumbledore, sir, Ron has just collapsed in our dormitory. Professor Umbridge tortured
him! There was blood and vomit all over him!"
Dumbledore shot up. "Where is he?"
"Katherine and Hermione carried him to the Hospital Wing. He's there now."
Dumbledore nodded. "Follow me, Remus. Harry, show me to her office."
Dumbledore snatched his wand swiftly and walked out of his office, Harry in the lead. They walked
down the corridor and walked up the stairs to their right. Harry pointed to a large door that said
'Professor Umbridge' on it. Dumbledore knocked on it. There was no reply. He nodded to Lupin and he
lifted his leg up and kicked the door in. Professor Umbridge sat at her desk, wearing a black cloak
which covered her face.
"Hello," she said eerily. She raised her hands and snapped her fingers. Smoke instantly filled the room.
"GUARD THE DOOR!" Dumbledore yelled as he flicked his wand and green light flew out the end. Lupin
slammed the door shut. There was a large bang and the smoke cleared. Professor Umbridge was gone.
"It's beginning," Dumbledore said. "The war… it's beginning."
In the mountains at Hogsmeade, a figure appeared out of nowhere which resulted in the startling of
many Death Eaters.
"I've escaped," the person said, bringing her cloak back. "I tortured one of Harry Potter's friends."
"Why one of his friends? Why not Harry Potter himself?" a voice said in the shadows of the cave.
"Because his friend discovered something that no one should have… Sirius Black's blackmail. When I
tortured him, he was very mindless. The only way to stop his vomiting is to use the pills that the
school nurse has given him. And unfortunately, I have put a memory charm so that he does not
remember the torture or—Room 13A."
"Thank you Bellatrix," the shadow said as he stepped out. Slits of red peered out at her.
Umbridge brought down her cloak and snapped. She turned into Bellatrix Lestrange, the woman who
had killed Sirius and been arrested for torturing Neville Longbottom's parents.
"Should I kill Umbridge?" Bellatrix asked as she pointed to a chained figure near the wall. It was the
real Professor Umbridge, whose hair was raggedy. She was bleeding from the mouth and nose and
her clothes were torn up.
"Not yet," Voldemort said. "Soon though." He eyed Umbridge. She screamed.
"LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKER!"
"Do it," Voldemort said to two servants that stood around him. They got out their wands.
"NOOO!!!! PLEASE NO!" Umbridge began to plea. The servants raised their wands and muttered a spell.
White light illuminated Professor Umbridge as she screamed for her life. Her skin began to crack all
around her left ankle. Blood began to trickle down as gashes and holes appeared around the area.
The white light disappeared and a chain was put in place over her foot.
"Have a nice sleep," Voldemort said and began to laugh. Ants were crawling towards her leg.
"Oh god…" she prayed. "Please… get me out of here." She passed out thought after those words, as
ants marched over to her ankle… and entered the wound.
Dumbledore exited the office of Professor Umbridge. She advanced on Harry. "Tell the house heads to
get everyone down to the Great Hall. We are shutting down the school. Something is happening. I will
be talking to Fudge. Lupin," he said and turned to him. "Get the Order ready for a mandatory meeting
at the headquarters."
The three of them sped off in different directions, Harry heading straight for Gryffindor. He said the
password and entered hurridely. Mark greeted him.
"Hey Harry. Where's Hermi--?"
Harry interrupted him. "Shut up. Dumbledore says get everyone down to the Great Hall immediately.
I'll explain later."
Mark nodded and used a spell to multiply his voice volume. "LISTEN UP!" he called. Everyone quieted
down to look at him. Put your stuff away and follow me to the Great Hall. Quickly… we don't have
much time."
Ginny looked at Harry tensely and ran over to him and people muttered to each other with confused.
"Harry… what's going on?" she asked him. Harry kissed her on the lips. "We need to go."
As the last person left the dormitories upstairs, Mark took off with every Gryffindor filing behind him.
He met Katherine and Hermione along the way who looked flustered, but followed Mark and Harry
without objection. The whole house was discussing quietly as to what was going on.
"Has there been a threat of some sort?" a first year boy asked his friend.
"Is Voldemort coming?" a tall girl questioned her group of girlfriends.
"Why are we going to the Great Hall?" someone else queried.
At last, they had reached the Great Hall. Mark opened the door up as everyone walked inside. The
house tables and main teachers table had vanished. Purple sleeping bags were in straight rows all the
way to the back of the room.
Professor McGonagall stood in the middle of the room. "Get a sleeping bag," she instructed. "This is an
urgent matter. We have much to explain," she said as she pointed to the rest of the teachers.
Ginny softly touched Harry's hand. "I'm scared," she said. Harry wasn't afraid to peck her on the lips
in public. After all, that afternoon he had yelled 'I LOVE YOU' to the whole Great Hall. Everyone knew
they were a couple except Hermione and Ron who were in the courtyard at the time.
When Harry kissed Ginny, Hermione looked amazed.
"What the heck?" she said, stunned. Ginny broke away and looked apprehensive. Finally, she spoke.
"Hermione—Harry and I are a couple," Ginny said and smiled. Hermione clapped her hands.
"It's about time!" she said excitedly when they had reached a couple of sleeping bags.
They each grabbed a sleeping bag and dragged it to a corner where there wasn't any windows or
doors nearby. It was full of privacy.
"Get one for Ron," Hermione said to Harry as he picked up another one and dragged it to their
sleeping quarters.
Harry laid his down right next to Ginny's who's was next to Hermione's. As they arranged each
sleeping bag, Ron came towards them… looking very tired.
"I'm in pain," he moaned. "What the hell happened?"
"You don't remember?" Hermione asked. "You were in Umbridge's office when she began torturing
you with the Crucio curse."
Ron shook his from side to side. "I don't remember that…" he said faintly. By that time, the rest of the
houses had arrived in the Hall. Professor Sprout started shouting.
"QUIET EVERYONE! QUIET! JUST GET A SLEEPING BAG AND CALM DOWN!"
When everyone was set, Professor McGonagall began to speak with a louder voice than usual. She
had apparently used the spell which made your voice louder.
"You all have a right to know why your in here—Professor Umbridge disappeared from her office
today. Your headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, believes that she was working with Voldemort. He is
in the Ministry talking to Cornelius Fudge. For your safety, all of you will be staying down here for as
long as you need to. Lights out in five minutes."
Professor McGonagall took her wand away from her throat and hurried over to a group of teachers
who were talking quickly. The Head Boy and Head Girl for each house was also there. Many of them
nodded at everything McGonagall said. The house ghosts glided above all of the students, watching
them talk or listen to each other.
Hermione was talking to Ron and pointed at Harry and Ginny. Ginny giggled uncontrollably.
"Oh my God!" Ron said and stared at Harry. "Your going out with my sister!?"
Harry nodded casually.
"Good luck, mate," Ron said. Harry laughed and laid down in his sleeping bag, but faced Ginny.
"Isn't this exhilarating?" she said.
"I wouldn't call it that Ginny. Something might actually be wrong… but I'll protect you," he added and
pulled her sleeping bag closer to his so that they were side by side.
"Protect me how?" Ginny said sensually.
Harry unzipped the right side of his sleeping back all the way down tot he end. He did the same to
Ginny's side, but it was on the left. Their sleeping bags were now connected. Harry scooted over to
her and kissed her on the lips.
"That's how I'll protect you. I'll be right here. But wait, I want you closer," Harry said and put Ginny's
sleeping bag somewhat over his so that it overlapped. Ginny was closer than ever…
"My birthday is at the end of August, Harry. Do you know what I want?" Ginny said.
Harry shook his head.
"You," she said intimately and ran a hand through his hair.
"Don't worry," Harry said. "You can have me. But let's take it a bit slow," he said even though he
didn't mean it. He didn't care if had lost his virginity right then and there… as long as it was with Ginny.
"Of course we will take it slow. We have a long time before school ends," Ginny said.
"Lights out!" Professor McGonagall yelled. The lights in the Great Hall dimmed until only a few candles
that were in holders on the walls were still burning bright. Harry could see Ginny's face very clear.
The Head Boys and Head Girls were walking around each sleeping bag, taking points away from
houses whose students were talking.
Ginny laid her head on Harry's chest and put her hand down on his abdomen. Harry comforted her by
please his left hand on her back. This was how he wished he could spend all his nights. He thought
about Ginny until he drifted off into sleep…
He was having a dream, he knew it. Ginny was in a sleeping bag about two feet away from him. He
stared into the darkness. No one was walking around. He closed his eyes and opened them again
when he felt the presence of someone near by. Someone was in his sleeping bag next to him.
He looked down. It was Katherine.
"Hello Harry," she said erotically. "Do you fancy a night of fun?"
Harry breathed speedily. He shook his head. This was the moment. Harry turned so that he was
laying on his back and not his side. Katherine got on top of him. She opened the sleeping bag a bit for
room.
Next thing Harry knew, she had taken her top off and thrown it near the wall. She leaned back down.
He felt a hand run up his shirt, rubbing his abs…
"Nice chest," she said and he suddenly found himself stripping off his shirt.
"I have one thing to say to you, Mr. Potter…" Katherine said and then spoke again. "Do me."
Katherine attacked him as they kissed each other, lip and lip. Harry reached down for his pants. He
had not gotten the chance to change before everyone came down to the Great Hall. Harry slid off his
pants using the friction of his legs and was only in boxers now.
Katherine let her hair down and threw the scrunchie in her hand right onto her shirt.
"Kiss me Harry… god, kiss me," she said, out of breath as she also took off her pants.
"I'll do more than that," Harry said and reached his hands over to his back. He fiddled with her bra
strap until it unsnapped. Katherine moaned as she threw her bra to the side also. She sat up on top
of him. Harry breathed hard.
"Katherine…" Harry panted as she touched him around the thigh.
"Harry…" she said and leaned down atop of him. "Would you like a gift?" Harry nodded. She slid down
his body until she stopped right above his knees. She started kissing the inside of his leg and Harry
found, as he closed his eyes, that he was thoroughly enjoying himself--
Harry awoke, panting. It was the dead of night. Ginny was right next to him. He made sure it was her
and not Katherine. He couldn't believe what he had just dreamed.
Why did he keep thinking about Katherine. Why did he just have an erotic dream with them having sex?
He was pissed off, now. Katherine was laying in her sleeping bag just a bit away. He slowly moved
away from Ginny and carefully got out of the bag. He tip-toed over to Katherine.
"Pssssttt," Harry said and poked her. She shot up.
"Who's that!? Who's there?"
"Harry!" Harry whispered and pushed her down. "I just want to make it clear that I DON'T like you, no
matter how many times I think about you."
"Oh for God's sake… do you think I like you? Sorry Harry—but no. Now go back to sleep."
Katherine laid back down and was sleeping again within seconds. Harry thought that had gone well,
for the ten seconds they had conversed. He crawled back over to Ginny and into the sleeping bag.
Ginny breathed in hard and readjusted her head on Harry's shoulder. You still couldn't believe the
dream he had… that would have to stop. He soon found himself fast asleep… again.
It was thundering near Hogsmeade. Voldemort was laughing at Umbridge as ants devoured her flesh
and blood.
She was drifting in and out of slumber but tried to keep away to examine her ankle. Bellatrix was
devouring a meal fit for a king—or in this case, queen.
There was a crack throughout the cave. A young man appeared.
"Sir!" he said urgently. "Dumbledore and Fudge have gathered the Order together to discuss
Professor Umbridge. They won't find out it was Bellatrix, will they?"
"The Ministry are fools," a man said. It was Lucius Malfoy. He looked tired and cold. "We haven't left
any evidence behind to suspect anything." Voldemort nodded.
"Do not worry!" he laughed heartily. "Just come back if anything major pops up.
"Yes sir," the man muttered.
"Now run along…Percy," Voldemort said and Percy Weasley grinned and walked away.
Booyah! I just saw Legally Blonde again… and then I thought of the new series coming to Fox called
Miss Match and then I thought—why not do a cross between them? An attorney who sets up people
while looking for love! It's a work in progress. I will also be doing a story after I finish this one… I
have, let's say about twenty chapters left to write. If any of you want to know if I am writing a book
seven, sorry to disappoint you, but I probably won't. It is very hard work to maintain this one. But
you never know!
I've reached a milestone! CHAPTER 15! Umbridge has tortured Ron… Harry wanted to kill her,
Hermione wants to tell Dumbledore. What does the future hold in store? This will be a very fast-paced
chapter because….. the war is starting!
Thanks to everyone who is reviewing ESPECIALLY the person said I wrote better than JK Rowling! Hehe)
**************************************
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
A Betrayal in the Ministry
Ron awoke in the Hospital Wing, feeling feverish and ill. Hermione was sitting at the edge of his bed
talking to Katherine.
"'Mione?" Ron asked aloud. Hermione turned to him. She got up and bent over him.
"Oh Ron!" she cried and held back his hair out of his face.
"Harry went to go talk to Professor Dumbledore about that bloke Umbridge," Katherine said as Madam
Pomfrey waddled up to Ron's bed.
"Out! He needs rest!" she shooed Katherine and Hermione out of the Hospital Wing. She returned to
Ron with some medicine. "Take this, darling."
Ron plopped a pill into his mouth and instantly began to feel drowsy s a warm feeling spread
throughout his body. He slowly drifted away.
"Skiving Snackboxes!" Harry said in front of Dumbledore's office and a staircase erupted from above
the awe inspiring phoenix statue.
Harry ran up the steps and found Dumbledore's office. He pounded on the door. A welcoming face
answered it.
"Lupin!" Harry said and hugged him but then pulled away. "Oh wait, I'm not here to see
you—Professor Dumbledore, sir, Ron has just collapsed in our dormitory. Professor Umbridge tortured
him! There was blood and vomit all over him!"
Dumbledore shot up. "Where is he?"
"Katherine and Hermione carried him to the Hospital Wing. He's there now."
Dumbledore nodded. "Follow me, Remus. Harry, show me to her office."
Dumbledore snatched his wand swiftly and walked out of his office, Harry in the lead. They walked
down the corridor and walked up the stairs to their right. Harry pointed to a large door that said
'Professor Umbridge' on it. Dumbledore knocked on it. There was no reply. He nodded to Lupin and he
lifted his leg up and kicked the door in. Professor Umbridge sat at her desk, wearing a black cloak
which covered her face.
"Hello," she said eerily. She raised her hands and snapped her fingers. Smoke instantly filled the room.
"GUARD THE DOOR!" Dumbledore yelled as he flicked his wand and green light flew out the end. Lupin
slammed the door shut. There was a large bang and the smoke cleared. Professor Umbridge was gone.
"It's beginning," Dumbledore said. "The war… it's beginning."
In the mountains at Hogsmeade, a figure appeared out of nowhere which resulted in the startling of
many Death Eaters.
"I've escaped," the person said, bringing her cloak back. "I tortured one of Harry Potter's friends."
"Why one of his friends? Why not Harry Potter himself?" a voice said in the shadows of the cave.
"Because his friend discovered something that no one should have… Sirius Black's blackmail. When I
tortured him, he was very mindless. The only way to stop his vomiting is to use the pills that the
school nurse has given him. And unfortunately, I have put a memory charm so that he does not
remember the torture or—Room 13A."
"Thank you Bellatrix," the shadow said as he stepped out. Slits of red peered out at her.
Umbridge brought down her cloak and snapped. She turned into Bellatrix Lestrange, the woman who
had killed Sirius and been arrested for torturing Neville Longbottom's parents.
"Should I kill Umbridge?" Bellatrix asked as she pointed to a chained figure near the wall. It was the
real Professor Umbridge, whose hair was raggedy. She was bleeding from the mouth and nose and
her clothes were torn up.
"Not yet," Voldemort said. "Soon though." He eyed Umbridge. She screamed.
"LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKER!"
"Do it," Voldemort said to two servants that stood around him. They got out their wands.
"NOOO!!!! PLEASE NO!" Umbridge began to plea. The servants raised their wands and muttered a spell.
White light illuminated Professor Umbridge as she screamed for her life. Her skin began to crack all
around her left ankle. Blood began to trickle down as gashes and holes appeared around the area.
The white light disappeared and a chain was put in place over her foot.
"Have a nice sleep," Voldemort said and began to laugh. Ants were crawling towards her leg.
"Oh god…" she prayed. "Please… get me out of here." She passed out thought after those words, as
ants marched over to her ankle… and entered the wound.
Dumbledore exited the office of Professor Umbridge. She advanced on Harry. "Tell the house heads to
get everyone down to the Great Hall. We are shutting down the school. Something is happening. I will
be talking to Fudge. Lupin," he said and turned to him. "Get the Order ready for a mandatory meeting
at the headquarters."
The three of them sped off in different directions, Harry heading straight for Gryffindor. He said the
password and entered hurridely. Mark greeted him.
"Hey Harry. Where's Hermi--?"
Harry interrupted him. "Shut up. Dumbledore says get everyone down to the Great Hall immediately.
I'll explain later."
Mark nodded and used a spell to multiply his voice volume. "LISTEN UP!" he called. Everyone quieted
down to look at him. Put your stuff away and follow me to the Great Hall. Quickly… we don't have
much time."
Ginny looked at Harry tensely and ran over to him and people muttered to each other with confused.
"Harry… what's going on?" she asked him. Harry kissed her on the lips. "We need to go."
As the last person left the dormitories upstairs, Mark took off with every Gryffindor filing behind him.
He met Katherine and Hermione along the way who looked flustered, but followed Mark and Harry
without objection. The whole house was discussing quietly as to what was going on.
"Has there been a threat of some sort?" a first year boy asked his friend.
"Is Voldemort coming?" a tall girl questioned her group of girlfriends.
"Why are we going to the Great Hall?" someone else queried.
At last, they had reached the Great Hall. Mark opened the door up as everyone walked inside. The
house tables and main teachers table had vanished. Purple sleeping bags were in straight rows all the
way to the back of the room.
Professor McGonagall stood in the middle of the room. "Get a sleeping bag," she instructed. "This is an
urgent matter. We have much to explain," she said as she pointed to the rest of the teachers.
Ginny softly touched Harry's hand. "I'm scared," she said. Harry wasn't afraid to peck her on the lips
in public. After all, that afternoon he had yelled 'I LOVE YOU' to the whole Great Hall. Everyone knew
they were a couple except Hermione and Ron who were in the courtyard at the time.
When Harry kissed Ginny, Hermione looked amazed.
"What the heck?" she said, stunned. Ginny broke away and looked apprehensive. Finally, she spoke.
"Hermione—Harry and I are a couple," Ginny said and smiled. Hermione clapped her hands.
"It's about time!" she said excitedly when they had reached a couple of sleeping bags.
They each grabbed a sleeping bag and dragged it to a corner where there wasn't any windows or
doors nearby. It was full of privacy.
"Get one for Ron," Hermione said to Harry as he picked up another one and dragged it to their
sleeping quarters.
Harry laid his down right next to Ginny's who's was next to Hermione's. As they arranged each
sleeping bag, Ron came towards them… looking very tired.
"I'm in pain," he moaned. "What the hell happened?"
"You don't remember?" Hermione asked. "You were in Umbridge's office when she began torturing
you with the Crucio curse."
Ron shook his from side to side. "I don't remember that…" he said faintly. By that time, the rest of the
houses had arrived in the Hall. Professor Sprout started shouting.
"QUIET EVERYONE! QUIET! JUST GET A SLEEPING BAG AND CALM DOWN!"
When everyone was set, Professor McGonagall began to speak with a louder voice than usual. She
had apparently used the spell which made your voice louder.
"You all have a right to know why your in here—Professor Umbridge disappeared from her office
today. Your headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, believes that she was working with Voldemort. He is
in the Ministry talking to Cornelius Fudge. For your safety, all of you will be staying down here for as
long as you need to. Lights out in five minutes."
Professor McGonagall took her wand away from her throat and hurried over to a group of teachers
who were talking quickly. The Head Boy and Head Girl for each house was also there. Many of them
nodded at everything McGonagall said. The house ghosts glided above all of the students, watching
them talk or listen to each other.
Hermione was talking to Ron and pointed at Harry and Ginny. Ginny giggled uncontrollably.
"Oh my God!" Ron said and stared at Harry. "Your going out with my sister!?"
Harry nodded casually.
"Good luck, mate," Ron said. Harry laughed and laid down in his sleeping bag, but faced Ginny.
"Isn't this exhilarating?" she said.
"I wouldn't call it that Ginny. Something might actually be wrong… but I'll protect you," he added and
pulled her sleeping bag closer to his so that they were side by side.
"Protect me how?" Ginny said sensually.
Harry unzipped the right side of his sleeping back all the way down tot he end. He did the same to
Ginny's side, but it was on the left. Their sleeping bags were now connected. Harry scooted over to
her and kissed her on the lips.
"That's how I'll protect you. I'll be right here. But wait, I want you closer," Harry said and put Ginny's
sleeping bag somewhat over his so that it overlapped. Ginny was closer than ever…
"My birthday is at the end of August, Harry. Do you know what I want?" Ginny said.
Harry shook his head.
"You," she said intimately and ran a hand through his hair.
"Don't worry," Harry said. "You can have me. But let's take it a bit slow," he said even though he
didn't mean it. He didn't care if had lost his virginity right then and there… as long as it was with Ginny.
"Of course we will take it slow. We have a long time before school ends," Ginny said.
"Lights out!" Professor McGonagall yelled. The lights in the Great Hall dimmed until only a few candles
that were in holders on the walls were still burning bright. Harry could see Ginny's face very clear.
The Head Boys and Head Girls were walking around each sleeping bag, taking points away from
houses whose students were talking.
Ginny laid her head on Harry's chest and put her hand down on his abdomen. Harry comforted her by
please his left hand on her back. This was how he wished he could spend all his nights. He thought
about Ginny until he drifted off into sleep…
He was having a dream, he knew it. Ginny was in a sleeping bag about two feet away from him. He
stared into the darkness. No one was walking around. He closed his eyes and opened them again
when he felt the presence of someone near by. Someone was in his sleeping bag next to him.
He looked down. It was Katherine.
"Hello Harry," she said erotically. "Do you fancy a night of fun?"
Harry breathed speedily. He shook his head. This was the moment. Harry turned so that he was
laying on his back and not his side. Katherine got on top of him. She opened the sleeping bag a bit for
room.
Next thing Harry knew, she had taken her top off and thrown it near the wall. She leaned back down.
He felt a hand run up his shirt, rubbing his abs…
"Nice chest," she said and he suddenly found himself stripping off his shirt.
"I have one thing to say to you, Mr. Potter…" Katherine said and then spoke again. "Do me."
Katherine attacked him as they kissed each other, lip and lip. Harry reached down for his pants. He
had not gotten the chance to change before everyone came down to the Great Hall. Harry slid off his
pants using the friction of his legs and was only in boxers now.
Katherine let her hair down and threw the scrunchie in her hand right onto her shirt.
"Kiss me Harry… god, kiss me," she said, out of breath as she also took off her pants.
"I'll do more than that," Harry said and reached his hands over to his back. He fiddled with her bra
strap until it unsnapped. Katherine moaned as she threw her bra to the side also. She sat up on top
of him. Harry breathed hard.
"Katherine…" Harry panted as she touched him around the thigh.
"Harry…" she said and leaned down atop of him. "Would you like a gift?" Harry nodded. She slid down
his body until she stopped right above his knees. She started kissing the inside of his leg and Harry
found, as he closed his eyes, that he was thoroughly enjoying himself--
Harry awoke, panting. It was the dead of night. Ginny was right next to him. He made sure it was her
and not Katherine. He couldn't believe what he had just dreamed.
Why did he keep thinking about Katherine. Why did he just have an erotic dream with them having sex?
He was pissed off, now. Katherine was laying in her sleeping bag just a bit away. He slowly moved
away from Ginny and carefully got out of the bag. He tip-toed over to Katherine.
"Pssssttt," Harry said and poked her. She shot up.
"Who's that!? Who's there?"
"Harry!" Harry whispered and pushed her down. "I just want to make it clear that I DON'T like you, no
matter how many times I think about you."
"Oh for God's sake… do you think I like you? Sorry Harry—but no. Now go back to sleep."
Katherine laid back down and was sleeping again within seconds. Harry thought that had gone well,
for the ten seconds they had conversed. He crawled back over to Ginny and into the sleeping bag.
Ginny breathed in hard and readjusted her head on Harry's shoulder. You still couldn't believe the
dream he had… that would have to stop. He soon found himself fast asleep… again.
It was thundering near Hogsmeade. Voldemort was laughing at Umbridge as ants devoured her flesh
and blood.
She was drifting in and out of slumber but tried to keep away to examine her ankle. Bellatrix was
devouring a meal fit for a king—or in this case, queen.
There was a crack throughout the cave. A young man appeared.
"Sir!" he said urgently. "Dumbledore and Fudge have gathered the Order together to discuss
Professor Umbridge. They won't find out it was Bellatrix, will they?"
"The Ministry are fools," a man said. It was Lucius Malfoy. He looked tired and cold. "We haven't left
any evidence behind to suspect anything." Voldemort nodded.
"Do not worry!" he laughed heartily. "Just come back if anything major pops up.
"Yes sir," the man muttered.
"Now run along…Percy," Voldemort said and Percy Weasley grinned and walked away.