Chapter 8
"Hermione? HERMIONE! WAKE UP!" Someone shouted. She opened her eyes slowly. The first thing she saw was a pair of big, iceblue worried eyes. It was Derek.
"Are you okay? Oh, please say your'e okay!" He said. She tried to sit up, but Derek held her down.
"Where are we?" She asked, she didn't recognize this place.
"In the boys' bathroom. Don't sit up, you will past out again!" He said. Hermione looked around. How could the guys do their 'things' in here, it was cold and dirty.
"What happened?"
"You got the paintingbowl in your head, remember? We were painting the walls in the pink corridor."
"Oh, yeah, I remember." She looked down at her clothes, and sat up quickly, Derek didn't stop her this time. She gasped.
"Look at me! I'm pink! I look like..like..." She stammed.
"..An idiot," Derek giggled. She stared at him. How could he laugh? She had just past out! That bastard! She got up and started to walk towards the door. Derek stopped laughing and ran up to her.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it! Sorry, really!" He said. He looked serious. His eyes were so beautiful, she couldn't be mad at him. She walked over to one of the mirrors, and giggled. Everything except her mouth and eyes was covered in pink paint. She looked looked like a pig. She tried to wash away the most of it, and then she turned to Derek. He looked like he was going to start laugh anytime now, he had a strange look in his face.
"We still have work left, don't we?" She asked him, and he nodded. He looked like he was calming down now. They walked back to the corridor, and they sighed when they saw how much work they had left, and they started to paint.
"Finally!" Hermione shouted twenty minutes later, when they were ready.
"Thank God, I was sure that we would be trapped here all night!" Derek said and climbed down from the ladder. He looked at the wall, and so did she.
"I just hope I will get the chance to use this corridor sometimes," she sighed. He looked at her.
"Haven't you done that yet?" He said with a surprised voice.
"No, why? Have you?" She asked him.
"Sure, almost every year." She looked at him. She couldn't help it, but she felt a little jealous. Then she looked at the wall again.
"Well, I guess I'm not interesting enough.." She said.
"I think you are...I mean..um.." He stopped. She looked down, and blushed. This was embarressing! He stood still for a while, then he walked up to her. Her heart was beating fast now. She didn't look up, she didn't want him to see her red face.
"Do you want to..I mean, you don't have to, but..do you want to walk through it now, with me?" He stammed. She looked up, and stared at him. "I mean, I understand if you don't want to.." He continued.
"Sure..yeah, ok." She answered and he looked relieved. Then he took her hand, and leaned down his head. When their lips met, a warm feeling filled her body, and she felt like they were flying. Then she realised that they WERE flying! She didn't say anything, she didn't want to spoil the moment. When they got to the other end of the corridor, she was warm and her legs felt like jelly. When they touched the ground again, the separated, but she didn't open her eyes yet. He kissed her lips one more time, and she opened her eyes.
"Wow," She whispered, and looked at him. He was still holding her hand. He smiled.
"Well?" He asked, and she nodded. She couldn't say anything. "We should go and get some sleep, it's late," he added, and she nodded again. He looked at her dreamy eyes, and grinned.
"Are you okay?" He asked her. She smiled.
"Never been better. We were flying, how?" She asked him.
"Well, that's my little secret," he whispered. Then he kissed her again, let go of her hand and walked away. She stood there a while, then she walked to the Gryffindor tower.
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J.Fo's note: Hello again, wazzup? Thanx so much for all the rewiews! I'm so in love with this chapter, it's so cute! I hope u also think so, and C ya next time!
"Hermione? HERMIONE! WAKE UP!" Someone shouted. She opened her eyes slowly. The first thing she saw was a pair of big, iceblue worried eyes. It was Derek.
"Are you okay? Oh, please say your'e okay!" He said. She tried to sit up, but Derek held her down.
"Where are we?" She asked, she didn't recognize this place.
"In the boys' bathroom. Don't sit up, you will past out again!" He said. Hermione looked around. How could the guys do their 'things' in here, it was cold and dirty.
"What happened?"
"You got the paintingbowl in your head, remember? We were painting the walls in the pink corridor."
"Oh, yeah, I remember." She looked down at her clothes, and sat up quickly, Derek didn't stop her this time. She gasped.
"Look at me! I'm pink! I look like..like..." She stammed.
"..An idiot," Derek giggled. She stared at him. How could he laugh? She had just past out! That bastard! She got up and started to walk towards the door. Derek stopped laughing and ran up to her.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it! Sorry, really!" He said. He looked serious. His eyes were so beautiful, she couldn't be mad at him. She walked over to one of the mirrors, and giggled. Everything except her mouth and eyes was covered in pink paint. She looked looked like a pig. She tried to wash away the most of it, and then she turned to Derek. He looked like he was going to start laugh anytime now, he had a strange look in his face.
"We still have work left, don't we?" She asked him, and he nodded. He looked like he was calming down now. They walked back to the corridor, and they sighed when they saw how much work they had left, and they started to paint.
"Finally!" Hermione shouted twenty minutes later, when they were ready.
"Thank God, I was sure that we would be trapped here all night!" Derek said and climbed down from the ladder. He looked at the wall, and so did she.
"I just hope I will get the chance to use this corridor sometimes," she sighed. He looked at her.
"Haven't you done that yet?" He said with a surprised voice.
"No, why? Have you?" She asked him.
"Sure, almost every year." She looked at him. She couldn't help it, but she felt a little jealous. Then she looked at the wall again.
"Well, I guess I'm not interesting enough.." She said.
"I think you are...I mean..um.." He stopped. She looked down, and blushed. This was embarressing! He stood still for a while, then he walked up to her. Her heart was beating fast now. She didn't look up, she didn't want him to see her red face.
"Do you want to..I mean, you don't have to, but..do you want to walk through it now, with me?" He stammed. She looked up, and stared at him. "I mean, I understand if you don't want to.." He continued.
"Sure..yeah, ok." She answered and he looked relieved. Then he took her hand, and leaned down his head. When their lips met, a warm feeling filled her body, and she felt like they were flying. Then she realised that they WERE flying! She didn't say anything, she didn't want to spoil the moment. When they got to the other end of the corridor, she was warm and her legs felt like jelly. When they touched the ground again, the separated, but she didn't open her eyes yet. He kissed her lips one more time, and she opened her eyes.
"Wow," She whispered, and looked at him. He was still holding her hand. He smiled.
"Well?" He asked, and she nodded. She couldn't say anything. "We should go and get some sleep, it's late," he added, and she nodded again. He looked at her dreamy eyes, and grinned.
"Are you okay?" He asked her. She smiled.
"Never been better. We were flying, how?" She asked him.
"Well, that's my little secret," he whispered. Then he kissed her again, let go of her hand and walked away. She stood there a while, then she walked to the Gryffindor tower.
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J.Fo's note: Hello again, wazzup? Thanx so much for all the rewiews! I'm so in love with this chapter, it's so cute! I hope u also think so, and C ya next time!
