Cho's hair bounced playfully on her shoulders as she described what is necessary in the Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation. It's not like he needed it. Harry had felt surprisingly at ease with Cho since he'd gotten back to school. Probably because he was just relieved to see her again. All summer was a long time to wait even if he did have Hedwig to send letters. He smiled, as she continued to talk animatedly about the potion. He didn't care about Potions or improving his grades. Harry just asked Cho in order to spend more time with her. He sighed as a strand of hair fell into her eyes and she quickly brushed it away.
".......and then you add powdered moonstone, stir three times counter clockwise," she looked up at Harry for a split second and saw that he had a glazed over look in his eyes. She grinned in spite of herself. "You aren't paying attention."
He grinned. "Course I am. I just got distracted by your beauty," he said smoothly. Cho rolled her eyes.
"I thought you needed help with Potions. You barely scraped by on your O.W.L's." she said seriously. "I've got N.E.W.T's coming up, I should be studying for those."
He sighed again, and reached over to brush another strand of hair out of her eyes. He conveniently forgot to remove his hand from her cheek. "I know, I'm sorry. I just....I just can't concentrate." he finished lamely.
"Really? I would've never guessed that," she said sarcastically. Cho was very aware of Harry's hand on her cheek.
"Let's take a break," he said, his sparkling green eyes gazing into her dark brown ones. He started to lean in closer to her.
"Harry, people could see us," she warned playfully. He shrugged just before his lips rested gently on Cho's. Fire spread through his veins, as if lightning had just struck him. Cho's hand reached up to rest on his neck, urging him to deepen the kiss. He could taste essence of Cho on her lips. Something of peppermint and chocolate. This only made him desire her more and his tongue urged her lips to open in order to explore her more. One hand still rested on her cheek as the other caressed her hips. Her lips finally parted allowing his tongue to explore the deep recesses of her mouth. Tingling sensations flew up and down his spine. Harry slowly pulled back so he could look at her once more.
But Cho was no longer in his arms. He was now staring into the warm brown eyes of Hermoine Granger. How could this be?! He wouldn't do something like this. She was Ron's girlfriend, and Cho was his. Then, why was he desperately wanting to continue the kiss?
His confusion must have shown clearly on his face. "What? You look surprised," she said before pulling him further on top of her. She smiled mockingly before closing the remaining millimeters between them. Harry, if possible, enjoyed this kiss MORE than Cho's. He took his hand from her cheek and ran his fingers through her hair. That was definitely Hermoine's hair. What was going on?! He decided not to dwell on it and just enjoyed the kiss. You'll find it's very hard to kiss with a smile on, which is what Harry was trying to do. The kiss went on for another couple of minutes before Hermoine pushed him up a bit. He looked down at her with an expression that clearly read, "Why did you stop?" He frowned.
"It's time to wake up," she said simply. His brow furrowed. What was she talking about? Her face became hazy and slowly went out of focus. He felt a hand on his shoulders, gently shaking him. Harry opened his eyes and saw Ron Weasley looking back at him.
"It's time to wake up," he said. Harry groaned. It was a dream. Just a dream. But that was good wasn't it? "You must've been having a really good dream. You were grinning like crazy. I bet it was about Cho, right?"
"Right, Cho." he nodded.
"Well you better get up, breakfast starts in a few minutes." Ron said. Harry nodded again. Why was he dreaming of kissing Hermoine? He didn't have feelings for her, did he?
".......and then you add powdered moonstone, stir three times counter clockwise," she looked up at Harry for a split second and saw that he had a glazed over look in his eyes. She grinned in spite of herself. "You aren't paying attention."
He grinned. "Course I am. I just got distracted by your beauty," he said smoothly. Cho rolled her eyes.
"I thought you needed help with Potions. You barely scraped by on your O.W.L's." she said seriously. "I've got N.E.W.T's coming up, I should be studying for those."
He sighed again, and reached over to brush another strand of hair out of her eyes. He conveniently forgot to remove his hand from her cheek. "I know, I'm sorry. I just....I just can't concentrate." he finished lamely.
"Really? I would've never guessed that," she said sarcastically. Cho was very aware of Harry's hand on her cheek.
"Let's take a break," he said, his sparkling green eyes gazing into her dark brown ones. He started to lean in closer to her.
"Harry, people could see us," she warned playfully. He shrugged just before his lips rested gently on Cho's. Fire spread through his veins, as if lightning had just struck him. Cho's hand reached up to rest on his neck, urging him to deepen the kiss. He could taste essence of Cho on her lips. Something of peppermint and chocolate. This only made him desire her more and his tongue urged her lips to open in order to explore her more. One hand still rested on her cheek as the other caressed her hips. Her lips finally parted allowing his tongue to explore the deep recesses of her mouth. Tingling sensations flew up and down his spine. Harry slowly pulled back so he could look at her once more.
But Cho was no longer in his arms. He was now staring into the warm brown eyes of Hermoine Granger. How could this be?! He wouldn't do something like this. She was Ron's girlfriend, and Cho was his. Then, why was he desperately wanting to continue the kiss?
His confusion must have shown clearly on his face. "What? You look surprised," she said before pulling him further on top of her. She smiled mockingly before closing the remaining millimeters between them. Harry, if possible, enjoyed this kiss MORE than Cho's. He took his hand from her cheek and ran his fingers through her hair. That was definitely Hermoine's hair. What was going on?! He decided not to dwell on it and just enjoyed the kiss. You'll find it's very hard to kiss with a smile on, which is what Harry was trying to do. The kiss went on for another couple of minutes before Hermoine pushed him up a bit. He looked down at her with an expression that clearly read, "Why did you stop?" He frowned.
"It's time to wake up," she said simply. His brow furrowed. What was she talking about? Her face became hazy and slowly went out of focus. He felt a hand on his shoulders, gently shaking him. Harry opened his eyes and saw Ron Weasley looking back at him.
"It's time to wake up," he said. Harry groaned. It was a dream. Just a dream. But that was good wasn't it? "You must've been having a really good dream. You were grinning like crazy. I bet it was about Cho, right?"
"Right, Cho." he nodded.
"Well you better get up, breakfast starts in a few minutes." Ron said. Harry nodded again. Why was he dreaming of kissing Hermoine? He didn't have feelings for her, did he?