Harry started pacing. He looked down at his shoes as he walked, occasionally stealing a glance at the door of the Astronomy Tower. His heart was doing jumping jacks in the back of his throat. He checked his watch again. Five till midnight. She would be here any second. Cho was usually early for everything. Harry had a feeling that even in death, she would show up early for her funeral. He chuckled nervously at his joke. He looked at his watch for the tenth time that night. Only a minute had passed. He took a deep breath.
Tonight was the night. He had put it off for far to long. He had to tell Cho about his dreams. His feelings for Hermoine. The way that she chewed on her lip slightly when she was thinking about something. The way that her lids drooped slightly after she'd been studying for long hours. The way the thought of her made him grin. The way the simple brush of her fingertips against his skin caused shivers to fun up his spine, while filling him with a warm glow.
Harry closed his eyes, and rubbed his throbbing temples. He only hoped that Cho wouldn't strangle him when her worst fear came true. She was always worried about his relationship with Hermoine. Suspicion overcame Cho whenever he laughed at joke that she had said. Is it possible that Cho had known about his feelings before even he had? Damn, he thought, girls really do have ESP. He shook his head.
"Harry?" a voice floated from doorway. He jerked his head up. She floated out of the shadows. Her beauty radiated off her. She tossed her hair and smiled. Harry shoved his hands in his pockets and tried to look at his feet, but is was hard to keep his eyes off her. She was wearing a tight silk black cloak that hugged her petite physique. Sequins sparkled along the collar and waist line. The neckline dipped revealingly low; to low to be considered appropriate in public, but pleasing none the less. Gold glitter brought out her honey eyes, which were looking up at him expectantly. He was completely at a loss for words. Somewhere in the back of his throat he found his voice.
"Her-Hermoine?" he squeaked. "What are you doing here?"
She giggled. "You invited me silly." She started towards him and her cloak swished behind her. Harry gulped. He was desperately trying to think of reasons why this was wrong. Cho. That's a very good reason.
Hermoine stood about 6 inches away from when Harry choked out "Cho."
She smiled devilishly. "Cho who?"
Before she could come any closer, Harry stammered, "Cho. Cho Chang, my girlfriend." Harry regretted every word that came out of his mouth. Why couldn't he just shut up and enjoy this? Damn that guilty conscience.
Hermoine frowned pondering what he had just said. Then she smiled. She closed the remaining inches between them and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I don't know anyone by that name." She pulled him into a soul searing kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to pull her as close as possible to him, forgetting Cho, and everything else.
The couple didn't hear the door open or the third person's footsteps, but they did hear her gasp. Hermoine and Harry leaped apart. Harry glared at the girl, angry that she had interrupted the kiss, but his eyes softened when realization hit him. Hard. Maybe that was the picnic basket that she had just thrown at him. Hitting him square in the chest, it knocked the wind out of him to say the least.
"Oh yeah, that Cho." Hermoine said nonchalantly. Cho's mouth had dropped and her eyes were filled with fury and tears.
"Cho........" Harry started but couldn't find the words to explain or excuse what had happened.
She shook her head as the tears began to overflow. She spun around and sprinted out of the Astronomy Tower. Harry closed his eyes and rubbed his throbbing temples.
"I.....I can't believe that I.......I don't understand why...." Harry tried to make sense of the situation, but was soon pulled into another passionate kiss. He lost all of his previous worries as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
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Harry woke up about an hour later to the sound of his alarm clock buzzing. He groaned. He didn't want to wake up. Oh, how he would love to go back to his dream. Though for the most of it would cause any decent self respecting man to blush, there was one part that confused. In his dream, Cho had found out about him and Hermoine. That had never happened to him before. Though it surprised him, her reaction didn't. He supposed that she would probably hate him forever and try to throw a heavy item at him. He had been at school for three weeks now, and every night he had a dream of Hermoine.
The dreams had started out innocent enough but had soon progressed into more in depth situations. He could still feel the touch of her skin on his. It made him shiver just thinking about it. He shook away the sleep from his eyes. He got up to splash cold water in his face. He looked in the mirror as the water slowly dripped off his face and thought about why everything was complicated.
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A couple hours later, Ron and Harry were walking down to Herbology when they heard yelling.
"You are the most....... ignorant git I have ever met!" the small redhead screamed.
"Watch your tongue, Weasley." the blond slytherin seethed while grabbing her arm.
"What I do with my tongue is none of your business, Malfoy." she spat.
"Oy! Malfoy! Get your grimy hands off my sister!" Ron shouted rushing toward them with Harry trotting along. Ginny stopped him with a look, then turned to glare at Malfoy.
"We're not through............." Malfoy started.
"Actually, we are!" she interrupted before yanking her arm away and pounding up the stairs. Ron was about to turn Malfoy's face into bloody pulp, but Harry held him back.
Malfoy followed Ginny's every movement with his eyes, then turned to look at them. "If you will excuse me, I have some..." he paused looking for the right word,"business to take care of." And then whipped around to stride towards the Slytherin dungeons. Ron turned to Harry with his mouth almost dropped down to the floor. Harry smiled before he realized where he had seen that expression before. Just last night as a matter of fact. It was on Cho's face when she had found out about Hermoine and him. The situation hadn't happened and he had never really done anything with Hermoine. But why did he feel so guilty?
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Author's Note: Sorry this chapter took so long, but I think it was worth it. It took me a long time to write, but it means alot to the plot of the story. It's pretty short, but it serves it's purpose. Thanks to all my reviewers! I love you all and without those reviews, this chapter wouldn't have happened. (Tear, tear) I love you all! God bless you and keep reading and writing!
~Strawberry Pelican
Tonight was the night. He had put it off for far to long. He had to tell Cho about his dreams. His feelings for Hermoine. The way that she chewed on her lip slightly when she was thinking about something. The way that her lids drooped slightly after she'd been studying for long hours. The way the thought of her made him grin. The way the simple brush of her fingertips against his skin caused shivers to fun up his spine, while filling him with a warm glow.
Harry closed his eyes, and rubbed his throbbing temples. He only hoped that Cho wouldn't strangle him when her worst fear came true. She was always worried about his relationship with Hermoine. Suspicion overcame Cho whenever he laughed at joke that she had said. Is it possible that Cho had known about his feelings before even he had? Damn, he thought, girls really do have ESP. He shook his head.
"Harry?" a voice floated from doorway. He jerked his head up. She floated out of the shadows. Her beauty radiated off her. She tossed her hair and smiled. Harry shoved his hands in his pockets and tried to look at his feet, but is was hard to keep his eyes off her. She was wearing a tight silk black cloak that hugged her petite physique. Sequins sparkled along the collar and waist line. The neckline dipped revealingly low; to low to be considered appropriate in public, but pleasing none the less. Gold glitter brought out her honey eyes, which were looking up at him expectantly. He was completely at a loss for words. Somewhere in the back of his throat he found his voice.
"Her-Hermoine?" he squeaked. "What are you doing here?"
She giggled. "You invited me silly." She started towards him and her cloak swished behind her. Harry gulped. He was desperately trying to think of reasons why this was wrong. Cho. That's a very good reason.
Hermoine stood about 6 inches away from when Harry choked out "Cho."
She smiled devilishly. "Cho who?"
Before she could come any closer, Harry stammered, "Cho. Cho Chang, my girlfriend." Harry regretted every word that came out of his mouth. Why couldn't he just shut up and enjoy this? Damn that guilty conscience.
Hermoine frowned pondering what he had just said. Then she smiled. She closed the remaining inches between them and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I don't know anyone by that name." She pulled him into a soul searing kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to pull her as close as possible to him, forgetting Cho, and everything else.
The couple didn't hear the door open or the third person's footsteps, but they did hear her gasp. Hermoine and Harry leaped apart. Harry glared at the girl, angry that she had interrupted the kiss, but his eyes softened when realization hit him. Hard. Maybe that was the picnic basket that she had just thrown at him. Hitting him square in the chest, it knocked the wind out of him to say the least.
"Oh yeah, that Cho." Hermoine said nonchalantly. Cho's mouth had dropped and her eyes were filled with fury and tears.
"Cho........" Harry started but couldn't find the words to explain or excuse what had happened.
She shook her head as the tears began to overflow. She spun around and sprinted out of the Astronomy Tower. Harry closed his eyes and rubbed his throbbing temples.
"I.....I can't believe that I.......I don't understand why...." Harry tried to make sense of the situation, but was soon pulled into another passionate kiss. He lost all of his previous worries as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
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Harry woke up about an hour later to the sound of his alarm clock buzzing. He groaned. He didn't want to wake up. Oh, how he would love to go back to his dream. Though for the most of it would cause any decent self respecting man to blush, there was one part that confused. In his dream, Cho had found out about him and Hermoine. That had never happened to him before. Though it surprised him, her reaction didn't. He supposed that she would probably hate him forever and try to throw a heavy item at him. He had been at school for three weeks now, and every night he had a dream of Hermoine.
The dreams had started out innocent enough but had soon progressed into more in depth situations. He could still feel the touch of her skin on his. It made him shiver just thinking about it. He shook away the sleep from his eyes. He got up to splash cold water in his face. He looked in the mirror as the water slowly dripped off his face and thought about why everything was complicated.
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A couple hours later, Ron and Harry were walking down to Herbology when they heard yelling.
"You are the most....... ignorant git I have ever met!" the small redhead screamed.
"Watch your tongue, Weasley." the blond slytherin seethed while grabbing her arm.
"What I do with my tongue is none of your business, Malfoy." she spat.
"Oy! Malfoy! Get your grimy hands off my sister!" Ron shouted rushing toward them with Harry trotting along. Ginny stopped him with a look, then turned to glare at Malfoy.
"We're not through............." Malfoy started.
"Actually, we are!" she interrupted before yanking her arm away and pounding up the stairs. Ron was about to turn Malfoy's face into bloody pulp, but Harry held him back.
Malfoy followed Ginny's every movement with his eyes, then turned to look at them. "If you will excuse me, I have some..." he paused looking for the right word,"business to take care of." And then whipped around to stride towards the Slytherin dungeons. Ron turned to Harry with his mouth almost dropped down to the floor. Harry smiled before he realized where he had seen that expression before. Just last night as a matter of fact. It was on Cho's face when she had found out about Hermoine and him. The situation hadn't happened and he had never really done anything with Hermoine. But why did he feel so guilty?
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Author's Note: Sorry this chapter took so long, but I think it was worth it. It took me a long time to write, but it means alot to the plot of the story. It's pretty short, but it serves it's purpose. Thanks to all my reviewers! I love you all and without those reviews, this chapter wouldn't have happened. (Tear, tear) I love you all! God bless you and keep reading and writing!
~Strawberry Pelican