~ Sorry I haven't written in a while. This isn't as long, but I'm just trying to get the story flowing. R&R~
A couple of weeks later, Harry and Misti were walking through the corridors laughing silently. It was late and they were following Filch who was unaware of their presence.
"We are in so much trouble if we get caught." She stifled a laugh as Filch began to curse Peeves.
"That is why we don't."
"Fred and George will kill me in the morning." They left Filch with his confusion and headed back to the common room. Harry couldn't help but stare at her smile. As they entered the common room they found Hermione waiting for them. The first thing she noticed was their linked hands and glowing faces.
"What did you two do?" Hermione's voice was stern.
"Nothing much. Just caused hell for Filch." Harry was expecting a lecture, and as though his thoughts were answered, it started.
"Do you realize how late it is? You left at 8. Now it's 3!! It does not take that long to pester Filch." They tried not to laugh at her serious face.
"We didn't do anything illegal. I promise. You know, you resemble McGonagall when you do that." Pointing out a well known fact, neither of them could contain their laughter any longer.
"Good night, you two. You really should be getting to bed." With that Hermione left them alone in the common room. The two students sat there on the couch, watching the fire.
"I can't sleep, what about you?" She glanced over at Harry.
"Nope, wide awake." Their gaze met, and thus the night crept on.
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Sunlight peeked through a window. The fire had eventually gone out during the night though neither knew when. Harry looked up to see a rather irritated Hermione. She was shocked at the previous sight. The first thing she and Ron had noticed were Harry and Misti's empty beds. Now here were the two, previously fast asleep on the sofa. Misti's head rested on Harry's shoulder, still. As Harry began to realize the situation he'd been found in, he slowly removed his arm which happened to be around Misti's shoulder.
"Spill." Hermione looked extremely serious and Ron looked down-right confused. Harry was at a loss for words.
"Uh, well, we were, er, sitting here and we just kind of fell asleep." Neither of them looked convinced. Misti looked up.
"What time is it." She looked confused as well. She looked over at Harry.
"Whoa, what happened?"
"We were just wondering the same. Come on you two, everyone's already up and gone. Get going." Harry felt a wave of panic. Everyone had just walked through here and seen them. What did everyone think?
As they walked into the Great Hall, he couldn't help but notice all the whispering and stares they were getting. Even the teachers kept glancing up at them from their suspicious conversations. George walked up to Harry.
"So... Have fun last night, Harry?"
"Nothing happened. We were just talking and fell asleep."
"Yeah, sure. Come on, we all know there's something going on between you two." Harry seemed a little shocked at the accusation.
"We're just friends." For some reason Harry felt guilty.
"Ok, whatever you say Harry." Harry, had in fact, been pretty truthful. Throughout their late night conversation, the insomnia had worn off and neither of them had planned any of it. They were, so far, merely friends, but Harry couldn't help wonder if that would last. Though nothing intimate really happened, after last night he didn't want it to stay that way/
"Hey." It felt as though the floor had just dropped out from under him. Misti sat in between Harry and George.
"Hi everyone." Harry couldn't believe it. She acted so calm, as though nothing had happened. Maybe he was overreacting.
"Hey Misti, have fun last night?" Naturally, George was the first to bring something up.
"Yeah, we tormented Filch for a few hours." Everyone was silent for a few seconds. Neville finally ended the silence.
"Trevor!!" There Trevor sat, in the middle of the Gryffindor table. Harry too the chance.
"Umm, Misti. Can I talk to you outside really quick."
"Yeah, sure." Avoiding as many stares as he could, they made their way out of the Great Hall. No one noticed the glare and many stares following them from the teachers table.
"Misti, about last night. I..." She interrupted him.
"Harry, it's okay. Really. Nothing happened." He loved her smile. If anything could make it okay, it was her smile.
"Misti, I, well, umm... Would you go out with me?" He did it. He couldn't believe he'd actually said it. He still couldn't figure out where it had come from.
"Yes." Without warning, she gave him a little peck on the cheek and went back into the Great Hall.
A couple of weeks later, Harry and Misti were walking through the corridors laughing silently. It was late and they were following Filch who was unaware of their presence.
"We are in so much trouble if we get caught." She stifled a laugh as Filch began to curse Peeves.
"That is why we don't."
"Fred and George will kill me in the morning." They left Filch with his confusion and headed back to the common room. Harry couldn't help but stare at her smile. As they entered the common room they found Hermione waiting for them. The first thing she noticed was their linked hands and glowing faces.
"What did you two do?" Hermione's voice was stern.
"Nothing much. Just caused hell for Filch." Harry was expecting a lecture, and as though his thoughts were answered, it started.
"Do you realize how late it is? You left at 8. Now it's 3!! It does not take that long to pester Filch." They tried not to laugh at her serious face.
"We didn't do anything illegal. I promise. You know, you resemble McGonagall when you do that." Pointing out a well known fact, neither of them could contain their laughter any longer.
"Good night, you two. You really should be getting to bed." With that Hermione left them alone in the common room. The two students sat there on the couch, watching the fire.
"I can't sleep, what about you?" She glanced over at Harry.
"Nope, wide awake." Their gaze met, and thus the night crept on.
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Sunlight peeked through a window. The fire had eventually gone out during the night though neither knew when. Harry looked up to see a rather irritated Hermione. She was shocked at the previous sight. The first thing she and Ron had noticed were Harry and Misti's empty beds. Now here were the two, previously fast asleep on the sofa. Misti's head rested on Harry's shoulder, still. As Harry began to realize the situation he'd been found in, he slowly removed his arm which happened to be around Misti's shoulder.
"Spill." Hermione looked extremely serious and Ron looked down-right confused. Harry was at a loss for words.
"Uh, well, we were, er, sitting here and we just kind of fell asleep." Neither of them looked convinced. Misti looked up.
"What time is it." She looked confused as well. She looked over at Harry.
"Whoa, what happened?"
"We were just wondering the same. Come on you two, everyone's already up and gone. Get going." Harry felt a wave of panic. Everyone had just walked through here and seen them. What did everyone think?
As they walked into the Great Hall, he couldn't help but notice all the whispering and stares they were getting. Even the teachers kept glancing up at them from their suspicious conversations. George walked up to Harry.
"So... Have fun last night, Harry?"
"Nothing happened. We were just talking and fell asleep."
"Yeah, sure. Come on, we all know there's something going on between you two." Harry seemed a little shocked at the accusation.
"We're just friends." For some reason Harry felt guilty.
"Ok, whatever you say Harry." Harry, had in fact, been pretty truthful. Throughout their late night conversation, the insomnia had worn off and neither of them had planned any of it. They were, so far, merely friends, but Harry couldn't help wonder if that would last. Though nothing intimate really happened, after last night he didn't want it to stay that way/
"Hey." It felt as though the floor had just dropped out from under him. Misti sat in between Harry and George.
"Hi everyone." Harry couldn't believe it. She acted so calm, as though nothing had happened. Maybe he was overreacting.
"Hey Misti, have fun last night?" Naturally, George was the first to bring something up.
"Yeah, we tormented Filch for a few hours." Everyone was silent for a few seconds. Neville finally ended the silence.
"Trevor!!" There Trevor sat, in the middle of the Gryffindor table. Harry too the chance.
"Umm, Misti. Can I talk to you outside really quick."
"Yeah, sure." Avoiding as many stares as he could, they made their way out of the Great Hall. No one noticed the glare and many stares following them from the teachers table.
"Misti, about last night. I..." She interrupted him.
"Harry, it's okay. Really. Nothing happened." He loved her smile. If anything could make it okay, it was her smile.
"Misti, I, well, umm... Would you go out with me?" He did it. He couldn't believe he'd actually said it. He still couldn't figure out where it had come from.
"Yes." Without warning, she gave him a little peck on the cheek and went back into the Great Hall.