CHAPTER FIVE
First Day
The next day went rather smoothly. The teachers were their usual selves. McGonagall yelled at them for not having studied over the summer, Snape was a prick, Hagrid had an unusual and dangerous creature, Professor Sprout had an exotic plant for them, Professor Flitwick had new spells that no one understood, and Trelawney (who had returned as the Divination teacher the previous year) told Harry that he was going to die; The usual. Umbridge of course sneered at Harry, Ron and Hermione all class period.
So nothing had changed, except for the fact that they got even MORE homework than usual. Harry and Hermione were the last people in the common room, seeing as to Ron gave up on his and went to sleep. Hermione kept on glancing up a Harry, but his eyes were transfixed on his paper. He was so cute when he didn't understand something. Every once in a while he would let out an exasperated sigh and rumple up his hair. "Hermione, can you help me with this?" he asked her, stretching his arms a little.
"Sure, which problem on what paper?"
"Forty, Charms." He explained, pointing at the problem on his paper. Hermione leaned over his chair to get a better look at the paper. The question was, "How would the Policticious Spell affect someone if the word Samtontious was added in front of it?" That was a difficult question, she herself had to search through the "S" section of four other books before she found the answer.
"Well," she said. "What does Samtontious mean?"
"Sponge?" he said sarcastically. Hermione punched him playfully in the arm. ("Be serious!") "Ok, ok. It means...Paper?"
"Very good! Now, what other famous, but also illegal, potion starts the letters 'P-O-L'" she asked. Harry thought a minute, and then said, "The Pollyjuice Potion!"
"Excellent! Now, put those two together, and what do you get?"
"Turning someone into a piece of paper..."
"Close," she said with a chuckle. "What's paper made out of?"
"Trees! So I can turn someone into...a tree?" he asked, obviously still confused (and thinking that he couldn't really find a reason to turn someone into a tree).
"Sort of. What peels off of trees?"
"Tree bark."
"Yes."
"So the answer is...C?" he said.
"Good job!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, I am brilliant." He said, putting on a mock-egotistic jerk look. Hermione giggled a little, then stopped when his eyes met hers. 'What are you doing?' she thought.
"Thanks again, for last night, Harry." She said to him.
"I couldn't let him hurt you again. No one deserves that; Especially not you." He said, taking her hand in his. Hermione could've stayed just like that forever. They stared into each other's eyes, not moving a muscle. Then Harry leaned in and kissed her gently.
"This is crazy." She whispered when they broke apart.
"Who cares?" he asked her. Hermione had no answer other than, "Not me." So she decided to act rather than speak. She leaned in and kissed him more passionately. She closed her eyes and let him slip his tongue in. When they broke apart this time, Harry said, "That was nice."
"Yeah." She replied, kissing him again. Harry got up from his chair, not breaking the kiss, and rapped his arms around her waist. She put one hand behind his head, and the other on his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. What were they doing? Hermione didn't know, but this was the best kiss she had ever experienced, so she decided to keep it going.
Harry, caught up in the moment, started un-tucking Hermione's shirt when she stopped him. "Harry, I'm not ready for that." She said to him.
"I understand." He said, dropping his hands.
"Really? You mean that?"
"I won't make you do anything you don't want to do. I can wait." He said.
"Thanks." She said, kissing him once more. Then she went back to the table and sat down. "Oh, and Harry," she said. "You forgot to circle the C."
A.N. The rating is going to definitely be R soon...
First Day
The next day went rather smoothly. The teachers were their usual selves. McGonagall yelled at them for not having studied over the summer, Snape was a prick, Hagrid had an unusual and dangerous creature, Professor Sprout had an exotic plant for them, Professor Flitwick had new spells that no one understood, and Trelawney (who had returned as the Divination teacher the previous year) told Harry that he was going to die; The usual. Umbridge of course sneered at Harry, Ron and Hermione all class period.
So nothing had changed, except for the fact that they got even MORE homework than usual. Harry and Hermione were the last people in the common room, seeing as to Ron gave up on his and went to sleep. Hermione kept on glancing up a Harry, but his eyes were transfixed on his paper. He was so cute when he didn't understand something. Every once in a while he would let out an exasperated sigh and rumple up his hair. "Hermione, can you help me with this?" he asked her, stretching his arms a little.
"Sure, which problem on what paper?"
"Forty, Charms." He explained, pointing at the problem on his paper. Hermione leaned over his chair to get a better look at the paper. The question was, "How would the Policticious Spell affect someone if the word Samtontious was added in front of it?" That was a difficult question, she herself had to search through the "S" section of four other books before she found the answer.
"Well," she said. "What does Samtontious mean?"
"Sponge?" he said sarcastically. Hermione punched him playfully in the arm. ("Be serious!") "Ok, ok. It means...Paper?"
"Very good! Now, what other famous, but also illegal, potion starts the letters 'P-O-L'" she asked. Harry thought a minute, and then said, "The Pollyjuice Potion!"
"Excellent! Now, put those two together, and what do you get?"
"Turning someone into a piece of paper..."
"Close," she said with a chuckle. "What's paper made out of?"
"Trees! So I can turn someone into...a tree?" he asked, obviously still confused (and thinking that he couldn't really find a reason to turn someone into a tree).
"Sort of. What peels off of trees?"
"Tree bark."
"Yes."
"So the answer is...C?" he said.
"Good job!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, I am brilliant." He said, putting on a mock-egotistic jerk look. Hermione giggled a little, then stopped when his eyes met hers. 'What are you doing?' she thought.
"Thanks again, for last night, Harry." She said to him.
"I couldn't let him hurt you again. No one deserves that; Especially not you." He said, taking her hand in his. Hermione could've stayed just like that forever. They stared into each other's eyes, not moving a muscle. Then Harry leaned in and kissed her gently.
"This is crazy." She whispered when they broke apart.
"Who cares?" he asked her. Hermione had no answer other than, "Not me." So she decided to act rather than speak. She leaned in and kissed him more passionately. She closed her eyes and let him slip his tongue in. When they broke apart this time, Harry said, "That was nice."
"Yeah." She replied, kissing him again. Harry got up from his chair, not breaking the kiss, and rapped his arms around her waist. She put one hand behind his head, and the other on his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. What were they doing? Hermione didn't know, but this was the best kiss she had ever experienced, so she decided to keep it going.
Harry, caught up in the moment, started un-tucking Hermione's shirt when she stopped him. "Harry, I'm not ready for that." She said to him.
"I understand." He said, dropping his hands.
"Really? You mean that?"
"I won't make you do anything you don't want to do. I can wait." He said.
"Thanks." She said, kissing him once more. Then she went back to the table and sat down. "Oh, and Harry," she said. "You forgot to circle the C."
A.N. The rating is going to definitely be R soon...