*~Sorry it took so long to update. We had our first week of school and it
SUCKED! Anyways, this chapter is a little shorter, and I have taken the
liberty of dividing it into chapters for your convenience. Enjoy!~*
Kylie threw down her quill. For the last half hour, she had been trying to finish her Transfiguration homework, but Harry had been shooting meaningful glances in Ron's and her direction.
"Ok, Harry. What do you know?" She thundered. But in reality, she knew what he knew. He knew that she and Ron was a couple.
Harry looked to Hermione, who nodded vigorously, and then to Ron, who was looking as though he would jump up and wring Harry's neck at any second. Then his piercing green eyes locked into Kylie's hazel ones; one jet black eyebrow raised in question. Kylie, knowing that there was no way around it, slowly nodded.
"Yes, Harry. Ron and I are officially a couple," she muttered. If she raised her voice any louder, then she knew Madam Pince would bustle over and shoo them out.
"I knew it! I *knew* it!" Hermione squealed, "We saw you two last Tuesday night, down on the grounds. It was so cute!" Harry was looking as though his birthday had come early.
"Oh, my baby sister is growing up! How adorable!" he sighed, wiping an invisible tear from under his glasses.
Kylie was going to say something about him calling her his *baby* sister, but thought better of it. After two months in the castle, she and Harry had grown considerably closer, and, as any normal brother would do, he treated her like she was considerably younger than she was. This worked to Kylie's advantage; older brothers tend to be protective of their sisters, and Harry was not an exception to this theory.
"It was just like Harry and Ginny!" Hermione said. Suddenly, she clapped her hand to her mouth and stuttered, "No-no. Not H-harry and Ginny! I d-d- didn't mean that! STOP GRINNING!"
Ron and Kylie were now smiling and snorting as they tried to hold back their laughter. Harry was staring daggers at Hermione who was cowering under his rage. The tension was only broken when Ginny strode over and flopped down next to Harry.
"What's up with you guys?" she asked curiously, "Harry, did Hermione murder Hedwig or something, because I've never seen you look that mad." Harry leaned over and whispered in her ear. Ginny gasped.
"Well, I guess we couldn't have kept it a secret forever. They were bound to find out sooner or later," Ginny said wisely.
After a few more minutes of attempting to work, the five of them packed up their things and tramped out of the library, chatting and laughing. Madam Pince threw them a dirty look as they went out. She wasn't very fond of them; they were always the ones that were disrupting the quiet of the library. As they walked down the corridor, Kylie thought she saw a robe whip around the corner, but when she looked down the corridor, there was nothing but a skinny, grey rat with many bald patches. Kylie thought her eyes must have fooled her, so she pushed it to the back of her mind. They arrived at the Gryffindor common room two minutes later and sank into armchairs by the fire.
"Blimey, I'm tired!" Ron yawned, "I think I'm going to bed early tonight." He did have dark circles under his eyes and his mouth was slightly opened.
"Yeah, well, maybe you two shouldn't go out at midnight snogging anymore!" Harry exclaimed. Hermione giggled.
Kylie was feeling awfully tired also, so she bade Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Harry goodnight and stomped up the spiral staircase to her dormitory. Once the door was closed, Kylie pulled on her night gown, brushed her teeth, and combed her hair. She strode back into the room from the bathroom, and saw the rat she had seen on the way up to Gryffindor tower. She sighed. Why was she being stalked by a rat? So she picked it up by the tail, (it squeaked and flailed madly), opened the door, and threw it down the staircase.
Kylie threw down her quill. For the last half hour, she had been trying to finish her Transfiguration homework, but Harry had been shooting meaningful glances in Ron's and her direction.
"Ok, Harry. What do you know?" She thundered. But in reality, she knew what he knew. He knew that she and Ron was a couple.
Harry looked to Hermione, who nodded vigorously, and then to Ron, who was looking as though he would jump up and wring Harry's neck at any second. Then his piercing green eyes locked into Kylie's hazel ones; one jet black eyebrow raised in question. Kylie, knowing that there was no way around it, slowly nodded.
"Yes, Harry. Ron and I are officially a couple," she muttered. If she raised her voice any louder, then she knew Madam Pince would bustle over and shoo them out.
"I knew it! I *knew* it!" Hermione squealed, "We saw you two last Tuesday night, down on the grounds. It was so cute!" Harry was looking as though his birthday had come early.
"Oh, my baby sister is growing up! How adorable!" he sighed, wiping an invisible tear from under his glasses.
Kylie was going to say something about him calling her his *baby* sister, but thought better of it. After two months in the castle, she and Harry had grown considerably closer, and, as any normal brother would do, he treated her like she was considerably younger than she was. This worked to Kylie's advantage; older brothers tend to be protective of their sisters, and Harry was not an exception to this theory.
"It was just like Harry and Ginny!" Hermione said. Suddenly, she clapped her hand to her mouth and stuttered, "No-no. Not H-harry and Ginny! I d-d- didn't mean that! STOP GRINNING!"
Ron and Kylie were now smiling and snorting as they tried to hold back their laughter. Harry was staring daggers at Hermione who was cowering under his rage. The tension was only broken when Ginny strode over and flopped down next to Harry.
"What's up with you guys?" she asked curiously, "Harry, did Hermione murder Hedwig or something, because I've never seen you look that mad." Harry leaned over and whispered in her ear. Ginny gasped.
"Well, I guess we couldn't have kept it a secret forever. They were bound to find out sooner or later," Ginny said wisely.
After a few more minutes of attempting to work, the five of them packed up their things and tramped out of the library, chatting and laughing. Madam Pince threw them a dirty look as they went out. She wasn't very fond of them; they were always the ones that were disrupting the quiet of the library. As they walked down the corridor, Kylie thought she saw a robe whip around the corner, but when she looked down the corridor, there was nothing but a skinny, grey rat with many bald patches. Kylie thought her eyes must have fooled her, so she pushed it to the back of her mind. They arrived at the Gryffindor common room two minutes later and sank into armchairs by the fire.
"Blimey, I'm tired!" Ron yawned, "I think I'm going to bed early tonight." He did have dark circles under his eyes and his mouth was slightly opened.
"Yeah, well, maybe you two shouldn't go out at midnight snogging anymore!" Harry exclaimed. Hermione giggled.
Kylie was feeling awfully tired also, so she bade Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Harry goodnight and stomped up the spiral staircase to her dormitory. Once the door was closed, Kylie pulled on her night gown, brushed her teeth, and combed her hair. She strode back into the room from the bathroom, and saw the rat she had seen on the way up to Gryffindor tower. She sighed. Why was she being stalked by a rat? So she picked it up by the tail, (it squeaked and flailed madly), opened the door, and threw it down the staircase.