Chapter 22
Harry couldn't wait for the torturous Potions class to end. Minutes stretched on
for what seemed like hours as Snape asked him question after question. He had not been
able to answer a single one. And, he had gotten the Gryffindor house in the negatives for
house points. Finally, when class was dismissed, he flew from his seat and out the door.
In fact, he was running so fast that he didn't even see Tori going out the door the same
time as he was. They ran smack dab into one another, and Harry fell on top of her.
"Why, Harry, we can't do it here and now," whispered Tori quietly. The rest of
the class couldn't get out of the door, and Professor Snape came over to see what the
commotion was about. When he saw Harry on top of Tori, and started to chuckle.
"Why, it seems our Mr. Harry Potter can't even control his feelings. He has to go
and do it right in public. You know you could be suspended for this, Potter."
"You stupid fool! You know that's not how it went. I wouldn't just.....DO
IT....right in public!" Harry didn't seem to think this was the right thing to say.
"So, you're saying, Potter, that you'll do it anywhere but public?"
"No! That's not what I meant..." cried Harry.
"But it's what you said. Now, I do believe you need to control yourself more.
Move to your next class. Immediately. Before I speak of this to Dumbledore." Harry
wasn't taking any chances. He climbed off Tori and collected his things off the ground.
Harry then noticed Hermione behind him. She was smiling and looked joyful. Obviously,
she was taking some king of potion to control her feelings for Harry. Or maybe, she was
just delighted at what Snape had just done to him. But, what ever it was, as she passed
him, Harry felt a pain in the part she had kicked him in as a reminder of how FIESTY she
could be. Harry quickly dismissed the ache, and scurried along. As he made his way
down the hall, he heard a faint voice calling to him.
"Harry! Wait up! Harry!" Harry knew it could only be one person, since one
person was only still speaking to him. It had to be Tori. Harry slowed, not wanting to lose
his only remaining friend. "Harry!" she called as she caught up to Harry. "Whooo. I
didn't think I'd catch you. You know, with that strong, muscular stride of yours and all."
Harry was surprised at the compliment.
"Well, thanks, I think," he said to Tori, starting to feel an urge.
"Well, you're welcome, sugar boy. How's about we sneak off and get a little
dirrty? I'm feeling a little sexy. I have my satin underwear on."
"Ooohh yeah," replied Harry, ignoring his conscious. And, together, they snuck
off in search of love.
Harry couldn't wait for the torturous Potions class to end. Minutes stretched on
for what seemed like hours as Snape asked him question after question. He had not been
able to answer a single one. And, he had gotten the Gryffindor house in the negatives for
house points. Finally, when class was dismissed, he flew from his seat and out the door.
In fact, he was running so fast that he didn't even see Tori going out the door the same
time as he was. They ran smack dab into one another, and Harry fell on top of her.
"Why, Harry, we can't do it here and now," whispered Tori quietly. The rest of
the class couldn't get out of the door, and Professor Snape came over to see what the
commotion was about. When he saw Harry on top of Tori, and started to chuckle.
"Why, it seems our Mr. Harry Potter can't even control his feelings. He has to go
and do it right in public. You know you could be suspended for this, Potter."
"You stupid fool! You know that's not how it went. I wouldn't just.....DO
IT....right in public!" Harry didn't seem to think this was the right thing to say.
"So, you're saying, Potter, that you'll do it anywhere but public?"
"No! That's not what I meant..." cried Harry.
"But it's what you said. Now, I do believe you need to control yourself more.
Move to your next class. Immediately. Before I speak of this to Dumbledore." Harry
wasn't taking any chances. He climbed off Tori and collected his things off the ground.
Harry then noticed Hermione behind him. She was smiling and looked joyful. Obviously,
she was taking some king of potion to control her feelings for Harry. Or maybe, she was
just delighted at what Snape had just done to him. But, what ever it was, as she passed
him, Harry felt a pain in the part she had kicked him in as a reminder of how FIESTY she
could be. Harry quickly dismissed the ache, and scurried along. As he made his way
down the hall, he heard a faint voice calling to him.
"Harry! Wait up! Harry!" Harry knew it could only be one person, since one
person was only still speaking to him. It had to be Tori. Harry slowed, not wanting to lose
his only remaining friend. "Harry!" she called as she caught up to Harry. "Whooo. I
didn't think I'd catch you. You know, with that strong, muscular stride of yours and all."
Harry was surprised at the compliment.
"Well, thanks, I think," he said to Tori, starting to feel an urge.
"Well, you're welcome, sugar boy. How's about we sneak off and get a little
dirrty? I'm feeling a little sexy. I have my satin underwear on."
"Ooohh yeah," replied Harry, ignoring his conscious. And, together, they snuck
off in search of love.