YEH HEH!
First and fore most, Coupling was on last night, wooohooo... not as funny as all the other episodes,
but still good nonetheless.
Anyhow, I aiming to make this chapter really long because a variety of things will happen. They arrive
at The Leaky Cauldron, Harry and Ginny reunite, and they meet old friends.
Update: 7/16/03
Sorry everyone! I have not been writing lately... merely because I don't want to, lol, but I need to
finish this fanficcy, so have fun reading it!
Anyhow, I had no idea I was going to write this chapter this way... and your going to hate me by the
way I end it. Next chapter is rated R. Have fun. Next chapter will be out who knows when... but it will.
Because romantic rollicking is better to write than regular storylines. lol
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Chapter Twenty-Eight
Oliver Wood and Katie Bell
The taxi stopped abruptly at a curb, sending water, from the melted snow, all over a poor
woman's dress.
She yelled indistinctly as she walked away, shaking her fist. Ron laughed at this and then
climbed out.
Harry paid the driver seven pounds and picked up his bag. They were standing in front of The
Leaky Cauldron. The building was old and worn down, but when inside, it was joyful.
Harry opened the door inconspicuously, and was shocked.
The pub was full of wizards and witches. It was the most crowded ever, and they were all
discussing the attack on the Ministry.
"How did news spread so quickly?" Hermione muttered to Ginny who shrugged. Harry walked
up to the bar, where Tom was more than happy to see him.
"Harry! Wha' can I do fer you?" he asked, smiling. Harry winced at the sight of his teeth...
which were almost all gone
"Two rooms, Tom," Harry replied as he handed the old man ten galleons. Tom turned around
and walked to a small plank that was nailed on the wall. He took off two keys and then turned to hand
them to Harry.
"One for the girls... one for the boys," Tom said. "Foller meh."
He led them off to a rickety staircase, as people eyed Harry curiously and scornfully. He kept
on nonetheless, and found himself in front of a door.
"You two are in here," Tom directed at Harry and Ron. "And the girls are next door. Any
questions, then just come ask me!"
He handed a key to each pair and then continued back towards the staircase where he walked
quickly to a waiting customer at the bar.
Harry opened the door to a room that was just like when he had stayed at The Leaky
Cauldron when he was thirteen after Sirius Black had escaped.
There were two beds set up against the wall and a shaggy carpet that was soft against your
feet.
Ron plopped himself onto a bed. "What do we do now?" he asked.
"I have no earthly idea," Harry answered and they both laughed. Then he began to think...
what if they never found Dumbledore and the rest of the kids? What if Dumbledore found them first?
Would they have no more education in magic... and have to get jobs and get a living?
"Tomorrow we visit Fred and George," Harry said to Ron who nodded. "But until then, let's get
our clothes hung up in the closet."
* * * * * * * * *
Ron knocked on the girl's bedroom's door. Ginny answered it and smiled.
"Do you want to come and eat downstairs at seven?" he questioned her.
"Hey Hermione!" Ginny called. "Do you want to eat tonight?"
"Yeah! I'm starving!" she yelled back from the bathroom.
"See you at seven," Ginny said simply and shut the door on Ron.
* * * * * * * * * * *
At seven o'clock sharp, Harry and Ron escorted Hermione and Ginny down to the bar, where
they ordered a few coffees and then took off to sit in a corner. Even at that time of night, the pub
was full of people, including a congregation of goblins which were playing cards and throwing money
at each other.
Hermione picked up a Daily Prophet and put a sickle in a small basket with an Anti-Stealing
Charm place upon it.
She flipped through the paper as Ron, Harry, and Ginny conversed amongst each other. "No
news of Dumbledore or the Ministry," Hermione said while still reading The Daily Prophet.
"Well of course not," Ron said. "Do you expect them to say what's happened in case a
supporter of Voldemort is reading it?"
Hermione shrugged and put the paper down on the table. She looked very nervous. "What do
we do now?"
Harry was about to speak when he saw two familiar faces at the bar, talking to each other.
"It's Oliver and Katie!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Inside the Hotel le' Luxurio, Dumbledore checked in over three hundred kids and over twenty
teachers. Hagrid was talking to a few students as McGonagall and Snape discoursed quietly.
Dumbledore clapped his hands together and many of the students stopped speaking.
"For those of you listening, we will be staying in this hotel until we can get parents to pick
each of you up. You will not finish the rest of your studies and will not have exams. There are more
urgent matters to deal with. All of you do not have your possessions. Do not worry... you will receive
them soon."
McGonagall treaded to Dumbledore, a look of terror on her face. "Potter, Granger, and both
Weasley's are gone."
Dumbledore looked over her head to all of the relaxed students. "Oh no..."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Oliver and Katie had joined Harry's table, and were very ecstatic.
"What have you been up to?" Oliver questioned in his Scottish accent.
"I'm sure you've heard the news?" Hermione replied as Harry was about to talk. Oliver shook
his head in misunderstanding.
"What news?" he asked.
"Voldemort attacked the school!" Ron piped up. Katie gasped and moved closer to Oliver, who
put a reassuring arm around her. "We got left behind. We don't know where everyone is."
"Well shit," Oliver responded. "What are you guys doing here?"
"Were staying here until we figure out what to do!" Harry said, taking a sip of his coffee.
"Really? So are we!" Katie squealed and smooched Oliver on the cheek. Her hand which was
on his leg moved closer up. Oliver blushed. "Were staying until tomorrow which is when we leave for
America!"
"America!?" Harry said in surprise. "Why?"
Katie flashed her hand at him. A diamond ring was on her finger. "Married! Plus, Oliver has
been transferred to team in the US."
"Exciting!" Ginny outcried.
They talked for a while more, deciding that they would all try to see each other the next
afternoon. Harry suggested going into Diagon Alley to shop. After all, why not have fun... even if
Voldemort was loose again!
Everyone agreed to simultaneous "Okay!'s" and watched as Oliver and Katie ran upstairs as
fast as they could. Katie kept doing foreplay on him, and Harry could see that Oliver was ready to
show her an intimate night.
He then thought of Ginny... the way they had been so close. Harry missed all of that. Why
had Dobby have to ruin their night that sent their relationship into oblivion? Never again, until after
this stupid war, would they ever get to be that way again.
When Hermione had to go to the bathroom, Ginny accompanied her, leaving him and Ron
alone. This was the time–
"Your sleeping in Hermione's room tonight," Harry said simply.
"What?"
"Just do it, please. I need to sort out things with Hermione. Tell Hermione... she'll
understand," Harry repeated. When Ginny comes back, tell her to meet me in our room. Harry left his
coffee at the table and exited the pub to go up to his room. He wanted to be with Ginny again. And
that night, it was going to happen.
Harry closed the door to the room quietly and ran to his bed. He opened up his bag and
spread a few sheets on it which were Gryffindor color. He then walked to his closet, where he changed
into a tight sleeveless undershirt with his faded jeans. He then took the roses from a desk near the
wall, and took the petals off, spreading them from the door to the bed as a walkway. Harry clapped
his hands together and hopped atop the bed, to position himself comfortably. A few minutes later, the
door opened.
"Harry?" a voice called.
"Come in," Harry said. Ginny, looking stunning, entered the room and stared at the tight shirt
which brought out Harry's abs.
"What are you doing?" she inquired and then noticed the rose petals.
"Ginny," Harry said and got up off the bed. He meandered over to her and locked the door.
He then placed both his hands on her waist. "I noticed with Oliver and Katie that they have an
unbreakable bond. They are so romantic with each other. I miss that with us. I don't think I can wait
until this war is over. I want Voldemort off my mind– and I want you on my mind."
Ginny smiled. "Are we continuing where we left off, Mr. Potter?"
Harry leaned his head down and kissed Ginny sensually, all the while leading her to the bed.
Harry picked her up and laid her on it and then did the same. Ginny looked edgy but very sexy... and
Harry could not control what he wanted.
On top of her, Harry leaned out and kissed Ginny again, slowly and memorably.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Ron filed into Hermione's room, looking disgruntled. "A night with Hermione. How amusing."
Hermione was in the walk-in closet, changing. "Oh shuddup, Ron. Your going to have to deal
with it." Then she laughed. "Harry's been wanting to do what he's going to do for a long time."
Ron plopped onto the bed and took off his shoes and socks. "It's past your bedtime Hermione.
You have to go to bed!" Ron said motherly-like.
Hermione walked out of her closet in a bra and shorts. Ron gaped. "What's the matter? Never
seen a bra before?"
Ron snapped out of his fantasy world, and then unbuttoned his pants. "I sleep without a shirt
on Hermione, don't get scared."
"I sleep with only a robe on, Ron. Don't druel," she shot back and exited the closet while
putting on the robe. Ron was not looking at her direction, which was good for Hermione. Ron did not
need to see her naked.
"Good night young one," Ron joked and turned off his bedside light. "Don't let the bed bugs
bite!"
He was just getting comfortable, when someone plopped on top of him. "Your not going to
bed just yet, Ronald Weasley. At least– not until I have my way with you," a voice said in the
darkness.
It was Hermione's.
First and fore most, Coupling was on last night, wooohooo... not as funny as all the other episodes,
but still good nonetheless.
Anyhow, I aiming to make this chapter really long because a variety of things will happen. They arrive
at The Leaky Cauldron, Harry and Ginny reunite, and they meet old friends.
Update: 7/16/03
Sorry everyone! I have not been writing lately... merely because I don't want to, lol, but I need to
finish this fanficcy, so have fun reading it!
Anyhow, I had no idea I was going to write this chapter this way... and your going to hate me by the
way I end it. Next chapter is rated R. Have fun. Next chapter will be out who knows when... but it will.
Because romantic rollicking is better to write than regular storylines. lol
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Oliver Wood and Katie Bell
The taxi stopped abruptly at a curb, sending water, from the melted snow, all over a poor
woman's dress.
She yelled indistinctly as she walked away, shaking her fist. Ron laughed at this and then
climbed out.
Harry paid the driver seven pounds and picked up his bag. They were standing in front of The
Leaky Cauldron. The building was old and worn down, but when inside, it was joyful.
Harry opened the door inconspicuously, and was shocked.
The pub was full of wizards and witches. It was the most crowded ever, and they were all
discussing the attack on the Ministry.
"How did news spread so quickly?" Hermione muttered to Ginny who shrugged. Harry walked
up to the bar, where Tom was more than happy to see him.
"Harry! Wha' can I do fer you?" he asked, smiling. Harry winced at the sight of his teeth...
which were almost all gone
"Two rooms, Tom," Harry replied as he handed the old man ten galleons. Tom turned around
and walked to a small plank that was nailed on the wall. He took off two keys and then turned to hand
them to Harry.
"One for the girls... one for the boys," Tom said. "Foller meh."
He led them off to a rickety staircase, as people eyed Harry curiously and scornfully. He kept
on nonetheless, and found himself in front of a door.
"You two are in here," Tom directed at Harry and Ron. "And the girls are next door. Any
questions, then just come ask me!"
He handed a key to each pair and then continued back towards the staircase where he walked
quickly to a waiting customer at the bar.
Harry opened the door to a room that was just like when he had stayed at The Leaky
Cauldron when he was thirteen after Sirius Black had escaped.
There were two beds set up against the wall and a shaggy carpet that was soft against your
feet.
Ron plopped himself onto a bed. "What do we do now?" he asked.
"I have no earthly idea," Harry answered and they both laughed. Then he began to think...
what if they never found Dumbledore and the rest of the kids? What if Dumbledore found them first?
Would they have no more education in magic... and have to get jobs and get a living?
"Tomorrow we visit Fred and George," Harry said to Ron who nodded. "But until then, let's get
our clothes hung up in the closet."
* * * * * * * * *
Ron knocked on the girl's bedroom's door. Ginny answered it and smiled.
"Do you want to come and eat downstairs at seven?" he questioned her.
"Hey Hermione!" Ginny called. "Do you want to eat tonight?"
"Yeah! I'm starving!" she yelled back from the bathroom.
"See you at seven," Ginny said simply and shut the door on Ron.
* * * * * * * * * * *
At seven o'clock sharp, Harry and Ron escorted Hermione and Ginny down to the bar, where
they ordered a few coffees and then took off to sit in a corner. Even at that time of night, the pub
was full of people, including a congregation of goblins which were playing cards and throwing money
at each other.
Hermione picked up a Daily Prophet and put a sickle in a small basket with an Anti-Stealing
Charm place upon it.
She flipped through the paper as Ron, Harry, and Ginny conversed amongst each other. "No
news of Dumbledore or the Ministry," Hermione said while still reading The Daily Prophet.
"Well of course not," Ron said. "Do you expect them to say what's happened in case a
supporter of Voldemort is reading it?"
Hermione shrugged and put the paper down on the table. She looked very nervous. "What do
we do now?"
Harry was about to speak when he saw two familiar faces at the bar, talking to each other.
"It's Oliver and Katie!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Inside the Hotel le' Luxurio, Dumbledore checked in over three hundred kids and over twenty
teachers. Hagrid was talking to a few students as McGonagall and Snape discoursed quietly.
Dumbledore clapped his hands together and many of the students stopped speaking.
"For those of you listening, we will be staying in this hotel until we can get parents to pick
each of you up. You will not finish the rest of your studies and will not have exams. There are more
urgent matters to deal with. All of you do not have your possessions. Do not worry... you will receive
them soon."
McGonagall treaded to Dumbledore, a look of terror on her face. "Potter, Granger, and both
Weasley's are gone."
Dumbledore looked over her head to all of the relaxed students. "Oh no..."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Oliver and Katie had joined Harry's table, and were very ecstatic.
"What have you been up to?" Oliver questioned in his Scottish accent.
"I'm sure you've heard the news?" Hermione replied as Harry was about to talk. Oliver shook
his head in misunderstanding.
"What news?" he asked.
"Voldemort attacked the school!" Ron piped up. Katie gasped and moved closer to Oliver, who
put a reassuring arm around her. "We got left behind. We don't know where everyone is."
"Well shit," Oliver responded. "What are you guys doing here?"
"Were staying here until we figure out what to do!" Harry said, taking a sip of his coffee.
"Really? So are we!" Katie squealed and smooched Oliver on the cheek. Her hand which was
on his leg moved closer up. Oliver blushed. "Were staying until tomorrow which is when we leave for
America!"
"America!?" Harry said in surprise. "Why?"
Katie flashed her hand at him. A diamond ring was on her finger. "Married! Plus, Oliver has
been transferred to team in the US."
"Exciting!" Ginny outcried.
They talked for a while more, deciding that they would all try to see each other the next
afternoon. Harry suggested going into Diagon Alley to shop. After all, why not have fun... even if
Voldemort was loose again!
Everyone agreed to simultaneous "Okay!'s" and watched as Oliver and Katie ran upstairs as
fast as they could. Katie kept doing foreplay on him, and Harry could see that Oliver was ready to
show her an intimate night.
He then thought of Ginny... the way they had been so close. Harry missed all of that. Why
had Dobby have to ruin their night that sent their relationship into oblivion? Never again, until after
this stupid war, would they ever get to be that way again.
When Hermione had to go to the bathroom, Ginny accompanied her, leaving him and Ron
alone. This was the time–
"Your sleeping in Hermione's room tonight," Harry said simply.
"What?"
"Just do it, please. I need to sort out things with Hermione. Tell Hermione... she'll
understand," Harry repeated. When Ginny comes back, tell her to meet me in our room. Harry left his
coffee at the table and exited the pub to go up to his room. He wanted to be with Ginny again. And
that night, it was going to happen.
Harry closed the door to the room quietly and ran to his bed. He opened up his bag and
spread a few sheets on it which were Gryffindor color. He then walked to his closet, where he changed
into a tight sleeveless undershirt with his faded jeans. He then took the roses from a desk near the
wall, and took the petals off, spreading them from the door to the bed as a walkway. Harry clapped
his hands together and hopped atop the bed, to position himself comfortably. A few minutes later, the
door opened.
"Harry?" a voice called.
"Come in," Harry said. Ginny, looking stunning, entered the room and stared at the tight shirt
which brought out Harry's abs.
"What are you doing?" she inquired and then noticed the rose petals.
"Ginny," Harry said and got up off the bed. He meandered over to her and locked the door.
He then placed both his hands on her waist. "I noticed with Oliver and Katie that they have an
unbreakable bond. They are so romantic with each other. I miss that with us. I don't think I can wait
until this war is over. I want Voldemort off my mind– and I want you on my mind."
Ginny smiled. "Are we continuing where we left off, Mr. Potter?"
Harry leaned his head down and kissed Ginny sensually, all the while leading her to the bed.
Harry picked her up and laid her on it and then did the same. Ginny looked edgy but very sexy... and
Harry could not control what he wanted.
On top of her, Harry leaned out and kissed Ginny again, slowly and memorably.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Ron filed into Hermione's room, looking disgruntled. "A night with Hermione. How amusing."
Hermione was in the walk-in closet, changing. "Oh shuddup, Ron. Your going to have to deal
with it." Then she laughed. "Harry's been wanting to do what he's going to do for a long time."
Ron plopped onto the bed and took off his shoes and socks. "It's past your bedtime Hermione.
You have to go to bed!" Ron said motherly-like.
Hermione walked out of her closet in a bra and shorts. Ron gaped. "What's the matter? Never
seen a bra before?"
Ron snapped out of his fantasy world, and then unbuttoned his pants. "I sleep without a shirt
on Hermione, don't get scared."
"I sleep with only a robe on, Ron. Don't druel," she shot back and exited the closet while
putting on the robe. Ron was not looking at her direction, which was good for Hermione. Ron did not
need to see her naked.
"Good night young one," Ron joked and turned off his bedside light. "Don't let the bed bugs
bite!"
He was just getting comfortable, when someone plopped on top of him. "Your not going to
bed just yet, Ronald Weasley. At least– not until I have my way with you," a voice said in the
darkness.
It was Hermione's.