Chapter Five
The Start Of A Quick Adventure
And so, school was coming up and Millie dreaded the thought. For once, she didn't want to go to school, but knew she had to because of studying her N.E.W.T. tests.
Two months went by slowly, but Millie greatly enjoyed Thursdays, for she could see Harry again. They would look at each other so much, Dumbledore had to sit in-between them, making sure they paid attention. It still didn't help because Harry used a note charm which he wrote something on his desk and seconds later it appeared on Millie's. This only happened for five minutes until Dumbledore caught them and winced, looking quite disappointed.
Auror tests were coming out easy for Millie, for she knew all the illegal charms and most useful charms to put on a Dark Wizard. They also had to pick partners and reenact a scene where one would be an Auror and the other a Dark Wizard, fighting each other. Millie worked with Harry and became the muggle, as Harry the wizard. Soon enough, the Professor was yelling at Harry for putting a tickling charm on Millie, which made her giggle hysterically on the floor. Montgomery took points off Harry's learning skills, but he simply said he couldn't hurt her.
More tests were being followed each lesson, but after each of them, the two love birds would quickly sneak by the dark corner and kiss and talk about new stuff that happened. When Millie would walk back to the hotel with Dumbledore, she always had a feeling he knew what was going on.
Auror classes soon ended a week before school started. Harry looked even more depressed when the teacher finally announced their next meeting will happen in early January. But as he got up to say goodbye to Millie, Millie had a present for him.
"But it's not any other diary," Millie whispered, showing him his present. "When you write in it, the person that has the matching notebook reads what you write, and I bought the other match!"
She remembered buying the gift when Dumbledore stopped quickly by an ice-cream shop. She secretly hid it in her purple coat. Harry again, couldn't stop smiling.
"This is wonderful, now I can actually keep in touch with you!" he exclaimed. "No more miserable nights for me...!" He bent over, almost kissing her when Dumbledore barked "Enough Harry!"
Harry backed away, trying not to look at Dumbledore because of what he almost did. He then swiftly lifted his head.
"Can't I hug her a goodbye? It'll be until next year I'll see her!" he asked. Dumbledore hesitated but nodded.
Harry and Millie exchanged a warm, long hug and Harry kissed her on the cheek. When they let go, she felt as depressed as Harry. Millie said her goodbye to Mr. Weasly when he picked Harry up and then they departed separately, each giving one more glance to each other as they went through different directions. Millie knew it was not the end, she had her book with her, she could talk to him through it instantly.
School was going to start in three days and Millie didn't go shopping yet. Though she and Tonks went shopping the next day for materials, and Millie bought everything she needed. She looked through window shops when she spotted a broomstick labeled The Firebolt 2.0. She shrieked when she saw this and knew Harry would absolutely die if he had it. Millie loved the fact Harry was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team at Hogwarts with the best broomstick made possible. Millie wanted to get him the new improved one to make his game better.
"Some broomstick huh?" asked Tonks, staring at her cheerfully. Millie nodded, she had to ask the salesperson how much it costed, she would give her life to buy that broomstick for Harry.
So she did, as Tonks waited outside. Millie came out three minutes later, white in the face. She shook her head in disagreement.
"I can't believe how much it costs!" she screamed in disgust. "I better start saving up for it..."
Millie didn't start saving up just yet, but the next night she wrote a note to Harry. Surprisingly, Harry wrote to her first.
How are you?
I'm still at the Weasly's, and Mrs. Weasly just bought my supplies at Diagon Alley-maybe you saw her there? Also, she said a new Firebolt is in stores and I was wondering if that was true? You know I still love mine but a new one...it's gotta be wicked!
Anyways, Ron is pestering me, he wants to meet you and he wants a picture of you too, not believing my description I told him...But anyways...I miss you. Hermione will be coming over shortly, she doesn't know about you yet... she will soon though!
Then again, how I wrote to you before, I miss you Millie. I'm glad you don't hear my stomach because it is grumbling, though Mrs. Weasly always makes enough food for all of us.
It's very late and I'm tired. I wish you were here Millie, I really do.
I love you- and thanks for this great gift,
~Harry~
Millie smiled as she read this, sitting on her hotel bed. She looked out the window, the very window Harry climbed down to meet her. She really needed to talk to him again..
She wrote him a short letter back.
Harry!
I'm happy you wrote to me! I'm beginning school tomorrow, I don't want it to happen. And remember those girls I told you about, the ones that LOVE you? Well, I'm afraid they are going to pick on me more because I'm working with you now. Yes, I know I sound very insecure, but that's me. And don't get into trouble Harry, please don't...this could lead to even more months of not seeing each other.
Just then, Tonks knocked on the door. Millie stopped writing. She got up quickly and shoved her book under her pillow. She yelled a "come in" and Tonks walked in.
"You ready for school young lady?" she asked. Her hair was a light blue today. Millie shook her head in agreement and Tonks talked to her for a while about new hair styles she was going to use when she visits Millie. Millie interrupted.
"Your going to see me at Saint Mumbus?" she asked curiously.
"Yes! I will be working with Professor Jacudy, your headmistress, organizing classroom units and topics and writing out all sorts of assignments for you and your peers."
"No way!" shrieked Millie. She then remembered her diary and told Tonks she wanted to go to bed. When Tonks left, she took out her diary book and started finishing.
Tonks just told me that she will be working at Saint Mumbus with my headmistress, so I will be able to see her. I should go to bed, I do start school tomorrow, a great way to take a break from the Auror job!
I hope to see you soon, I'll send Ron a picture of me!
Have a good school year Harry, no girl better take my boyfriend!
Xoxo Millie xoxo
Ps: I want us to keep our relationship secret...alright?
If Millie could describe how the first four months of school was for her, she would put it as: tough.
Immediately after getting off the horse carriage there was a great wave of booing. Girls, everywhere were shouting the most meanest remarks Millie has ever heard of.
"Go home you Auror freak!
"Imagine Potter working with you Rose! Yuck, doesn't he notice the smell?"
"Millie stinks like a piece of cheese!"
"How did you manage to get into the department Millie? Did you cry your way in?"
Millie managed to cope with those comments for a long time. Even Professors were making life difficult for Millie, since it was her last year at Mumbus and they did nothing but give out at least two essays a day. It was hell, especially when Millie couldn't stop crying at night, so hard that she would ruin the ink she was writing with. She longed for everyday peace in her bed so she could quietly write to Harry all day, though that day never came. Millie would scream in her letters and curse and cry, as her emotions filled her diary, hoping Harry could understand her. Thankfully, he did, experiencing a slight change of fame for himself. Harry also wrote to her everyday, always before Millie did, explaining Ron's attitude towards him. She read that Ron was jealous of Harry having a girlfriend and begged him to find one himself. Harry although, kept a picture of Millie by his bed, writing he would look at it every time he felt lonely. Millie cringed to think it wasn't her favorite picture; it was a picture of her last year with a puppy she rescued in the muggle newspapers. Millie hated the thought she looked stupid holding a dog which she was allergic to. But, it always made her happy knowing Harry still thought about her. Millie, even one day, applied lipstick and kissed her book, hoping the stain of the kiss would go through.
Though sadly enough, Millie didn't see Tonks as she would of liked to also, since Tonks was super busy. She would complain to Millie about Jacudy keeping her up past midnight to not only make up assignments for the kids, but to serve her dinner and do her hair too. Millie cringed of the thought of working on the fat Jacudy's hair, which smelled like onions.
December rolled by slowly which kept Millie busy at thought. She began studying for her N.E.W.T. tests which were coming up in April, reading books and books late at night, even past twelve, indulging the information. She also, didn't have time to write to Harry because of the amounts of cramming in homework and studying. Although, some nights she would be able to write small sentences when Harry would write paragraphs. Harry seemed fine to Millie, he just complained a lot about Snape who kept dropping extra homework on him, and Hermione who tried to help him study for his tests. Millie smiled at the thought of Harry scrunching his eyebrows in concentration of taking a potions essay, he would look extremely cute.
Dumbledore gave a surprising visit the next day, visiting her during lunch outside on the snowy grounds of Mumbus. Millie seemed overwhelmed.
"Good day, Millie" he said, smiling at her as he took the seat next to her.
"Hello Dumbledore, what brings you here at Saint Mumbus?" she asked, munching on some celery.
"I wanted to visit Tonks, and certainly you. I told Professor Jacudy you will be leaving early in January for your...classes," Dumbledore whispered, afraid girls might hear him talking about Auror classes. "And I'm not worried about you and Harry's test taking skills, I know both of you will pass!" he chuckled, feeling proud of himself. Millie liked it when Dumbledore was happy, there seemed to be peace. They both talked for a short while when Dumbledore had to dash. Jaime Parkinson and Elizabeth Adler came up to her after he left the building.
"Why was Albus Dumbledore talking to you?" mocked Elizabeth, her red hair bouncing with attitude. "Come to congratulate you on becoming A-lawyer?" she laughed as her chin was lifted. Jaime snorted and giggled as they left, "A lawyer, that's a good one Liz!" and the girls trailed away, leaving Millie to take out her diary and write to Harry.
The girls won't stop bothering me Harry, and they don't believe me that we are friends, they think I stink so much for you to talk to me. Oh...I'm starting to cry again..."
And tears did spill from her precious eyes, and she tried to wipe them silently from her wrist so nobody could see. She so badly wanted to leave Mumbus, it was torture for her every day with the students.
I only wish for you to rescue me Harry! I do need someone to hold!
Love Millie*
She sighed as she signed her name and hoped that Harry would read it immediately to write her back. But she waited for ten minutes and nothing happened, only hearing the piercing laughter of the girls as they played rocketball volleyball which consisted of volleyballs shooting in the air and when slam onto the opponents side, fireworks spirt out. Millie watched the game closely as one girl got burned from a sharp firework. Millie wanted to laugh, but knew it was too mean. Again, she walked to her bedroom looking down, passing by the Dining Hall and Library, ignoring the snide remarks that more girls would start to say. "My, you look pretty today Millie-pretty ugly!" shrieked a 5th year, laughing hysterically. Millie turned towards the girl and wanted to scream,- so she did. Millie took out her wand and stuck it to the girl's chin.
"Leave...me...alone-" she threatened.
And then Professor Jacudy came rumbling onto the hall looking quite pleasant when she noticed the ruckus. The 5th year ran away crying, looking petrified as Millie burned with anger.
"What happened?" asked Jacudy, stuffing an orange scone into her small fat mouth.
"Nothing at all, though I love your blouse!" lied Millie smiling as though nothing happened.
Climbing up the dormitory stairs at Saint Mumbus to the beloved bedrooms, Millie crawled into her bed with her clothes on and slept a surprisingly peaceful sleep. She didn't dream that time, but when she woke up she questioned herself about it.
Millie took a slow hot shower, thanking herself it was a free Saturday morning, and she didn't have to study or work on homework. She nicely shampooed her hair when a treacherous noise rang about the school. It was a awfully loud cat meow that only meant one signal: an intruder was in the school. Just then the loud whining meow stopped and someone on the speaker phone yelled.
"Every girl MUST meet in the Dining Hall for an emergency evacuation. Someone has been spotted coming into the castle and is an unknown figure. I repeat, even if you are preoccupied, please run now."
Millie recognized the familiar voice as Tonks, but she seemed very stressed out as she talked. Millie suddenly realized she was in the shower, and another girl who was in the shower stall next to her ran out of the bathroom with a towel around her. Millie decided to do the same thing. Everybody was a girl in this school, who could possibly care?
But just to be careful, Millie slipped on a black bra and undies and tied on her blanket, she had to be a little bit covered. Millie then grabbed her wand and started running down the hall, feeling slightly odd and uncomfortable. As she started running, a corner was blocked with a large wall. Millie knew they were starting to close off corners so she began to run the long way.
Millie ran down the empty long hallway, feeling alone and naked at the same time. Millie could hear her own panting and feel her dark wet hair on top of her shoulders- she has never imagined running like this in school.
When Millie was about to turn the corner, a broomstick zoomed in front of her and she screamed in fear, stopping at her tracks. She couldn't stop screaming, and was more afraid of girls hearing her scream at a empty broomstick than screaming at a real intruder. But as she noticed, the broomstick wasn't empty-it was Harry, using his invisibility cloak.
Harry took off the cloak and stared at her in amazement. Millie couldn't stop screaming when he tried to calm her down. Millions of questions were running through her head, why was Harry here? Millie stopped screaming and held her body more tighter to herself, hoping nothing would slip. Harry relaxed, and sat back on his Firebolt.
"Never thought I'd meet you like this," he said, feeling proud. "What are you doing wearing that?"
"Harry!" Millie snapped, she had enough of his rebellion. "What the bloody hell are you doing here? You're going to get arrested!" she cried, trying to lower her voice as much as Harry could hear. Harry still looked impressed.
"I came to rescue you, remember?" he said swiftly, jumping off his broom. He then walked over to Millie, as she kept walking away, when he suddenly opened his arms.
"Didn't you say you needed someone to hold? I read your diary Millie, and it seemed like you really needed me."
Millie again stepped back, forgetting to hug him. She looked at him with disgust, "I didn't mean it! I can't believe you thought I meant that Harry, that was just sad sarcasm! I'm fine I'm fine! Can't you see? Now you're going to get in trouble! But...but...oh Harry!" she screamed as she ran into his arms. She could hear his fast heartbeat.
"Well your hair smells good," Harry smiled, letting go of Millie. "And now we have each other, so let's get out of here!" He grabbed her hand and tugged her to the broomstick. Millie didn't think twice but to follow his lead. Harry jumped onto his broomstick and looked at Millie.
"How am I going to get up?" she asked curiously, peering around the corners. "Oh I know, close your eyes!"
Harry agreed and got onto his broomstick again, closing his eyes. Millie, again, looked around to see if anyone was coming when she quickly lifted her towel and sat back. Millie had the feeling Harry wasn't closing his eyes.
She held onto Harry's waist and yelled. "Go now!"
Like a speeding lightening bolt, Harry, Millie and the Firebolt zoomed out of Saint Mumbus grounds so fast, Millie's wet hair dried in seconds.
"Put the cloak on us!" yelled Harry behind the wind. Millie found the cloak under Harry's lap and sprawled it over them. They were officially hidden from Mumbus's view.
Millie silently waved a goodbye when she realized she didn't have any clothes with her. She panicked to know she had to live it the hard way.
Wind and dust were blowing from every direction as Harry gave steep drops and sharp corners in the sky, but Millie still strongly held onto the cloak. It was, by far beautiful to see the landscape of the green hills of Saint Mumbus and its surrounding atmosphere. Minutes later they were above the clouds.
"Where are we going?" asked Millie. Her legs were feeling bitterly cold from the wind. She then noticed Harry's suave smiling.
"Anywhere."
Millie saw blurry sky for hours when Harry announced they were deep in Ireland, as he pointed out the lush green valleys and stone cabins. Millie looked down and told him she wanted to land, sitting on a broomstick for three hours wasn't exactly comfortable.
"Good thinking Millie, I'm getting tired myself."
They both descended on a hillside near Dublin, Ireland as the broomstick gave a jolt of landing on ground.
"Thank goodness, my legs are freezing!" Millie complained but shortly laughed. "And look, my towel is frozen, not to mention my hair!" she screamed looking at her brittle brown hair. She felt totally hideous in front of Harry.
Harry only mounted off his broom and commented she had beautiful hair but needed to find clothes for her.
"Millie, we need to find a place to stay at," he began, looking serious. "I'm going to look for some shelter and you should look for some clothes." He blushed again. "Here, you can use my clothes to go out," Harry smiled as he lifted his shirt. Millie noticed his extremely skinny body which his muscular arms showed off his broad shoulders.
"Have you been eating lately?" asked Millie, staring at his stomach which was almost showing his ribs. Harry looked down in shame.
"No, I haven't."
"Why? Oh, you look terrible! Why haven't I noticed this before?"
"I was just depressed- so food didn't matter."
"Because of me?"
"Yeah..."
Millie stopped looking at Harry's body and looked to her right, which showed tall pine trees by a forest, trying to forget the thought that Harry wasn't eating because of her.
"You need to eat," said Millie still looking at the trees. "You don't look so well, give me your clothes and I'll get some stuff for us okay?"
Harry eventually gave her his pants and stood bare by the hill. His red boxers made Millie turn a red, she has never been so close to the male body before. Millie then noticed that she had to get dressed too and threw Harry her towel, exposing her semi-bare body.
Harry again, didn't expect this and gawked at her. He completely missed the flying towel as it toppled onto his head. He quickly took it off his face and still opened-mouth Millie.
"Give me your clothes," ordered Millie, holding one hand out and the other on her hip. "What? You never saw a girl wear a bathing suit before? Or even some undies?" Millie smiled, she knew she hit Harry hard. He started breathing harder and looked away, looking un-believed by what he just saw.
Millie slipped into Harry's baggy clothes and walked over to him. Harry still looked like he couldn't contain himself, and didn't say anything. Millie grabbed the towel and shoved it to his stomach, he thankfully grasped it, still not looking at Millie.
"That, was an eye-catcher!" breathed Harry. He looked up as to say a thank you to the sky. "Wow Millie, you...should of told me...to...look away!"
"Nah, you're my boyfriend, I hear muggle teens do that type of stuff!" Millie cracked, kissing Harry's cheek. Harry turned around, looking impatiently as though he wanted more.
"May I use your Firebolt Harry?" Millie asked. Harry jumped in concern.
"Yes! But please be careful! You know me, try not to ruin it, but don't hurt yourself of course. Oh, and here is some Galleons. Please buy clothes, me some clothes, food, and maybe a key to a hotel room? I really don't want to spend the night out here!" he muttered, handing a sack full of coins. Millie held it responsibly. Harry looked like he wanted to say something else for he opened his mouth twice, studying her. Her then bent over and kissed her.
"Be careful Millie...please do." And he handed her his invisibility cloak.
Seconds later, Millie sped off, only realizing she has been on a broomstick twice in her life- once as an hour broomstick lesson, and another with Harry.
There Millie looked behind her, making sure she knew exactly where Harry was at, and noticed his gentle wave to her in the distance.
"I really need to buy him some food!" Millie thought dreadfully, catching his skinny figure. "He could get sick!"
Millie's broomstick came hurtling through homes until she stopped by a nearby Muggle patched road which shown a sign that read: "Hampster Road-the only anti-Muggle community" that gave Millie's heart a jump. This was a wizarding village and she could find the perfect materials!
Millie sped into the direction of the village and soon came across to the lush grass and gorgeous hill top scenery of Hamster Village. There were five titled stores in the village and a petite looking motel named "Luigi's Hide-a-way."
Millie jumped off her broomstick and hid it behind the motel, covering it with the cloak. She then ran inside the place.
A small young man noticed Harry's clothes on her and looked at her weirdly. His blonde hair shook as he looked down to read the computer screen.
"May I help you ma'am?" he asked.
"Yes, I would like a one bedroom stay," Millie said, noticing the man's wand laying across the desk. He noticed it laying there also and picked it up to throw it in the trash.
"I need a new wand," he grumbled, and took Millie's money which came out of her hand.
"Upstairs to the right, number 913" he barked, handing her two keys. Millie again looked happy but then thought about Harry and how he was alone wearing a blanket with barely anything under it. She ran started running to a shop titled "Wizard In The House Clothing Factory" which featured clothes for men, woman, and wizarding children. Millie ran into the store, noticing strange looks again as she picked out the four most warmest looking sweaters, a black and green one for Harry, and a pink and gray one for herself. She then grabbed two pairs of brown slacks for both of them and ran to the counter.
An old lady waiting in line looked at her running towards the cashier and stepped back, looking surprised.
"Is it an emergency m'lady?" she asked. Millie nodded. "Then by all means, you go first!"
"Thank you so much!" Millie said as she had her clothes paid. She now needed to get Harry, the food could wait, especially since they already rented a place to stay.
Millie again ran to the broomstick and found it sitting safely in back of the motel just where she placed it. She had her motel keys in her mouth and two bags of clothes on both arms. She zipped in the cloak and sky rocketed as fast as she could to the mountain where Harry was staying. As she was riding, she kept imagining horrible things that could have happened to him as she left. What if the weather got too cold for him? What if he starved to death? Or what my happen if Voldemort is on the lose searching for him? Millie started shrieking of the idea but then her face turned a normal flesh color as she spotted the same mountain she took off from. She could faintly see Harry's body, seeing him standing up to wave generously. Millie started slowly landing and could closely see his grinning face when the towel dropped to his feet. Millie started laughing as Harry kicked it over to the other side. When she landed he hugged her again and then looked at his Firebolt.
"Woo! It's in great condition... thanks Mill!" he said. Millie felt slightly disappointed.
The two got dressed behind each others backs.
"Harry! I said don't look!"
And they rode off into the night, with Harry in lead. Millie told him where to go, and they both landed safely behind the motel. They soon walked inside with Harry's Firebolt covered by the cloak as he had his head down.
"I-don't-want-anybody-to-notice-me" Harry said from the side of his mouth. Millie knew he didn't want his scar to be shown.
"Yeah, I forgot about that," she said sarcastically. Harry looked at her oddly.
They walked into room 913 and found a nice blue bed with a Muggle TV and small bathroom.
"Perfect!" Harry exclaimed as he put his hands around Millie's waist. "Let's check out some Muggle television!"
"Okay, you do that and I'll get us some food," said Millie quietly. She left without Harry's answer.
She stomped all the way to "Bobs Discount Treats" and walked to the pet food section looking startled.
"Is that all he cares about?" asked Millie to herself. "His FIREBOLT?"
She forgot about the thought when she picked out some fresh fruit and vegetables. Picking up some bread and pretzels made Millie feel better since she hadn't eaten them forever. Millie payed for the food and walked back to "Luigi's." It came to Millie's fascination that she left Saint Mumbus to be with Harry, as amazing as it sounds. It seems as though Harry made her run away with her, but it was no problem because nobody cared about her at her school- so she was happy to get away. By the time she was done wondering she came upon her room's door.
She opened the door and saw Harry happily laying on the bed, flipping through some Muggle television.
"Millie check this show out-who would ever think of a show called American Idol? Isn't that too cliche?" he asked looking at her as Millie was putting away the food. Millie simply chuckled.
"I watched the first three seasons, it's not that bad!"
That night Harry and Millie ate various kinds of food on their bed, watching occasional talk shows and such when Millie flipped to another channel. Just then, she saw Harry's face on TV and screamed. Harry looked up from his bread and looked shocked to see his face on the televison screen too. Then Millie's appeared seconds later. An African -American woman came into view.
Two seventeen year olds disappeared today, sighted near London, England earlier this afternoon. A boy named Harry Potter, and a young woman by the name of Millie Rose vanished from London at precisely 4:00 this afternoon. Headquarters are doing their best to find these teenagers and return them to their families and private boarding schools which they currently stay in Southern Europe. If anyone has seen them, please notify The Department of Muggles as soon as possible.
In other news, Mary Jackson came out with a new single today, titled-
Harry turned off the TV, looking very frightened. He put down his sandwich and looked out the window.
"I forgot we could get caught," he said looking at Millie for some help.
"Well, this is what we committed for Harry, a chance to run away and travel the world together."
Harry smiled at Millie's words and sighed.
"Your right!" he giggled, poking Millie on her side which made her giggle herself. "But I'm tired."
Millie got dressed and got into bed. Harry got out of the bathroom and paused. They both never slept with the opposite gender in a bed before, and exchanged nervous looks. Millie scooted more to her side, knowing Harry could join next to her.
Harry walked hesitantly and got into bed. They both sat up and stared at the blank TV. Millie then barged.
"How come you care more about your Firebolt than me Harry?" she asked, looking hurt. Harry looked at her shocked.
"I don't, I love you more than anything!" he said as his hand was smoothing back his hair. Millie looked happier.
"Okay...good!" she chuckled, messing Harry's hair up again. "I want it that way too!"
Silence again broke in and they both looked around nervously. Harry then impatiently blurted out, "I'm so glad I'm with you."
Millie didn't have time to think because Harry slammed into her, his mouth on hers, and his whole body falling on top of her.
They kissed passionately for about an hour when Harry started unbuttoning Millie's pajama blouse until she pulled away. She started kissing his neck as she whispered "Not now," and blew in his ear. They stopped kissing but cuddled as they fell asleep together.
Millie woke up in Harry's arms. She could hear his soft breathing and felt his strong arms wrapped around her tightly. She fell back asleep, knowing she didn't want to be anywhere but here.
It was a sunny 9:00am when someone knocked on the door. Millie and Harry both ignored this since they were peacefully sleeping. Then the knocking got louder and a man started shouting, "HARRY POTTER! I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!"
Harry awoke looking confused to where he was, but then gained back his memory. He looked down to see Millie and caressed her hair...he always loved her hair. The man yelled again and Harry looked startled as he jumped out of bed and looked through the doors eye hole. It was the short man at the counter that gave Millie the hotel room key. Harry gasped silently as he saw Cornelius Fudge and two other men standing next to him.
"Bloody hell!" Harry quietly screamed to himself. He ran over to Millie and started tugging on her to wake up. The knocking got louder.
"HARRY, I'M GOING TO GET A KEY NOW! WE FOUND YOU!" shouted the man behind the door. Harry turned a sudden white.
"Millie, wake up!" he whispered frantically. Millie slowly opened her eyes and stared at the concerned Harry.
"What's the matter?" she grunted, going back to sleep.
"Millie," Harry began, whispering in her ear. "They found us, I don't know how, but the Ministry found us and their knocking on our door!"
Millie listened intently to the knocking and sat up on the bed. She was about the shriek when Harry put his hand over her mouth.
"No! Don't scream!" he ordered. "You need to get our stuff ready and I'll open the window and grab the Firebolt!"
Millie obeyed Harry's command and gathered their stuff into a small bag very quickly. She could then hear footsteps coming up to the door.
"I got the key!" she heard someone snarl. Millie turned and ran to Harry, who was trying to open the window.
"Hurry!" she said as Harry was trying all his might to get the window knob open, it wouldn't barge. "Use your magic!"
Harry had no choice but took out his wand and slurred out "Keffendio!" and the window vanished. Harry jumped on the small compact balcony and Millie handed him the bag and the invisibility cloak. She then quickly jumped on when the door swung open. Fudge and the four guys only saw a small glimpse of a brown broomstick tail flying away.
The Start Of A Quick Adventure
And so, school was coming up and Millie dreaded the thought. For once, she didn't want to go to school, but knew she had to because of studying her N.E.W.T. tests.
Two months went by slowly, but Millie greatly enjoyed Thursdays, for she could see Harry again. They would look at each other so much, Dumbledore had to sit in-between them, making sure they paid attention. It still didn't help because Harry used a note charm which he wrote something on his desk and seconds later it appeared on Millie's. This only happened for five minutes until Dumbledore caught them and winced, looking quite disappointed.
Auror tests were coming out easy for Millie, for she knew all the illegal charms and most useful charms to put on a Dark Wizard. They also had to pick partners and reenact a scene where one would be an Auror and the other a Dark Wizard, fighting each other. Millie worked with Harry and became the muggle, as Harry the wizard. Soon enough, the Professor was yelling at Harry for putting a tickling charm on Millie, which made her giggle hysterically on the floor. Montgomery took points off Harry's learning skills, but he simply said he couldn't hurt her.
More tests were being followed each lesson, but after each of them, the two love birds would quickly sneak by the dark corner and kiss and talk about new stuff that happened. When Millie would walk back to the hotel with Dumbledore, she always had a feeling he knew what was going on.
Auror classes soon ended a week before school started. Harry looked even more depressed when the teacher finally announced their next meeting will happen in early January. But as he got up to say goodbye to Millie, Millie had a present for him.
"But it's not any other diary," Millie whispered, showing him his present. "When you write in it, the person that has the matching notebook reads what you write, and I bought the other match!"
She remembered buying the gift when Dumbledore stopped quickly by an ice-cream shop. She secretly hid it in her purple coat. Harry again, couldn't stop smiling.
"This is wonderful, now I can actually keep in touch with you!" he exclaimed. "No more miserable nights for me...!" He bent over, almost kissing her when Dumbledore barked "Enough Harry!"
Harry backed away, trying not to look at Dumbledore because of what he almost did. He then swiftly lifted his head.
"Can't I hug her a goodbye? It'll be until next year I'll see her!" he asked. Dumbledore hesitated but nodded.
Harry and Millie exchanged a warm, long hug and Harry kissed her on the cheek. When they let go, she felt as depressed as Harry. Millie said her goodbye to Mr. Weasly when he picked Harry up and then they departed separately, each giving one more glance to each other as they went through different directions. Millie knew it was not the end, she had her book with her, she could talk to him through it instantly.
School was going to start in three days and Millie didn't go shopping yet. Though she and Tonks went shopping the next day for materials, and Millie bought everything she needed. She looked through window shops when she spotted a broomstick labeled The Firebolt 2.0. She shrieked when she saw this and knew Harry would absolutely die if he had it. Millie loved the fact Harry was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team at Hogwarts with the best broomstick made possible. Millie wanted to get him the new improved one to make his game better.
"Some broomstick huh?" asked Tonks, staring at her cheerfully. Millie nodded, she had to ask the salesperson how much it costed, she would give her life to buy that broomstick for Harry.
So she did, as Tonks waited outside. Millie came out three minutes later, white in the face. She shook her head in disagreement.
"I can't believe how much it costs!" she screamed in disgust. "I better start saving up for it..."
Millie didn't start saving up just yet, but the next night she wrote a note to Harry. Surprisingly, Harry wrote to her first.
How are you?
I'm still at the Weasly's, and Mrs. Weasly just bought my supplies at Diagon Alley-maybe you saw her there? Also, she said a new Firebolt is in stores and I was wondering if that was true? You know I still love mine but a new one...it's gotta be wicked!
Anyways, Ron is pestering me, he wants to meet you and he wants a picture of you too, not believing my description I told him...But anyways...I miss you. Hermione will be coming over shortly, she doesn't know about you yet... she will soon though!
Then again, how I wrote to you before, I miss you Millie. I'm glad you don't hear my stomach because it is grumbling, though Mrs. Weasly always makes enough food for all of us.
It's very late and I'm tired. I wish you were here Millie, I really do.
I love you- and thanks for this great gift,
~Harry~
Millie smiled as she read this, sitting on her hotel bed. She looked out the window, the very window Harry climbed down to meet her. She really needed to talk to him again..
She wrote him a short letter back.
Harry!
I'm happy you wrote to me! I'm beginning school tomorrow, I don't want it to happen. And remember those girls I told you about, the ones that LOVE you? Well, I'm afraid they are going to pick on me more because I'm working with you now. Yes, I know I sound very insecure, but that's me. And don't get into trouble Harry, please don't...this could lead to even more months of not seeing each other.
Just then, Tonks knocked on the door. Millie stopped writing. She got up quickly and shoved her book under her pillow. She yelled a "come in" and Tonks walked in.
"You ready for school young lady?" she asked. Her hair was a light blue today. Millie shook her head in agreement and Tonks talked to her for a while about new hair styles she was going to use when she visits Millie. Millie interrupted.
"Your going to see me at Saint Mumbus?" she asked curiously.
"Yes! I will be working with Professor Jacudy, your headmistress, organizing classroom units and topics and writing out all sorts of assignments for you and your peers."
"No way!" shrieked Millie. She then remembered her diary and told Tonks she wanted to go to bed. When Tonks left, she took out her diary book and started finishing.
Tonks just told me that she will be working at Saint Mumbus with my headmistress, so I will be able to see her. I should go to bed, I do start school tomorrow, a great way to take a break from the Auror job!
I hope to see you soon, I'll send Ron a picture of me!
Have a good school year Harry, no girl better take my boyfriend!
Xoxo Millie xoxo
Ps: I want us to keep our relationship secret...alright?
If Millie could describe how the first four months of school was for her, she would put it as: tough.
Immediately after getting off the horse carriage there was a great wave of booing. Girls, everywhere were shouting the most meanest remarks Millie has ever heard of.
"Go home you Auror freak!
"Imagine Potter working with you Rose! Yuck, doesn't he notice the smell?"
"Millie stinks like a piece of cheese!"
"How did you manage to get into the department Millie? Did you cry your way in?"
Millie managed to cope with those comments for a long time. Even Professors were making life difficult for Millie, since it was her last year at Mumbus and they did nothing but give out at least two essays a day. It was hell, especially when Millie couldn't stop crying at night, so hard that she would ruin the ink she was writing with. She longed for everyday peace in her bed so she could quietly write to Harry all day, though that day never came. Millie would scream in her letters and curse and cry, as her emotions filled her diary, hoping Harry could understand her. Thankfully, he did, experiencing a slight change of fame for himself. Harry also wrote to her everyday, always before Millie did, explaining Ron's attitude towards him. She read that Ron was jealous of Harry having a girlfriend and begged him to find one himself. Harry although, kept a picture of Millie by his bed, writing he would look at it every time he felt lonely. Millie cringed to think it wasn't her favorite picture; it was a picture of her last year with a puppy she rescued in the muggle newspapers. Millie hated the thought she looked stupid holding a dog which she was allergic to. But, it always made her happy knowing Harry still thought about her. Millie, even one day, applied lipstick and kissed her book, hoping the stain of the kiss would go through.
Though sadly enough, Millie didn't see Tonks as she would of liked to also, since Tonks was super busy. She would complain to Millie about Jacudy keeping her up past midnight to not only make up assignments for the kids, but to serve her dinner and do her hair too. Millie cringed of the thought of working on the fat Jacudy's hair, which smelled like onions.
December rolled by slowly which kept Millie busy at thought. She began studying for her N.E.W.T. tests which were coming up in April, reading books and books late at night, even past twelve, indulging the information. She also, didn't have time to write to Harry because of the amounts of cramming in homework and studying. Although, some nights she would be able to write small sentences when Harry would write paragraphs. Harry seemed fine to Millie, he just complained a lot about Snape who kept dropping extra homework on him, and Hermione who tried to help him study for his tests. Millie smiled at the thought of Harry scrunching his eyebrows in concentration of taking a potions essay, he would look extremely cute.
Dumbledore gave a surprising visit the next day, visiting her during lunch outside on the snowy grounds of Mumbus. Millie seemed overwhelmed.
"Good day, Millie" he said, smiling at her as he took the seat next to her.
"Hello Dumbledore, what brings you here at Saint Mumbus?" she asked, munching on some celery.
"I wanted to visit Tonks, and certainly you. I told Professor Jacudy you will be leaving early in January for your...classes," Dumbledore whispered, afraid girls might hear him talking about Auror classes. "And I'm not worried about you and Harry's test taking skills, I know both of you will pass!" he chuckled, feeling proud of himself. Millie liked it when Dumbledore was happy, there seemed to be peace. They both talked for a short while when Dumbledore had to dash. Jaime Parkinson and Elizabeth Adler came up to her after he left the building.
"Why was Albus Dumbledore talking to you?" mocked Elizabeth, her red hair bouncing with attitude. "Come to congratulate you on becoming A-lawyer?" she laughed as her chin was lifted. Jaime snorted and giggled as they left, "A lawyer, that's a good one Liz!" and the girls trailed away, leaving Millie to take out her diary and write to Harry.
The girls won't stop bothering me Harry, and they don't believe me that we are friends, they think I stink so much for you to talk to me. Oh...I'm starting to cry again..."
And tears did spill from her precious eyes, and she tried to wipe them silently from her wrist so nobody could see. She so badly wanted to leave Mumbus, it was torture for her every day with the students.
I only wish for you to rescue me Harry! I do need someone to hold!
Love Millie*
She sighed as she signed her name and hoped that Harry would read it immediately to write her back. But she waited for ten minutes and nothing happened, only hearing the piercing laughter of the girls as they played rocketball volleyball which consisted of volleyballs shooting in the air and when slam onto the opponents side, fireworks spirt out. Millie watched the game closely as one girl got burned from a sharp firework. Millie wanted to laugh, but knew it was too mean. Again, she walked to her bedroom looking down, passing by the Dining Hall and Library, ignoring the snide remarks that more girls would start to say. "My, you look pretty today Millie-pretty ugly!" shrieked a 5th year, laughing hysterically. Millie turned towards the girl and wanted to scream,- so she did. Millie took out her wand and stuck it to the girl's chin.
"Leave...me...alone-" she threatened.
And then Professor Jacudy came rumbling onto the hall looking quite pleasant when she noticed the ruckus. The 5th year ran away crying, looking petrified as Millie burned with anger.
"What happened?" asked Jacudy, stuffing an orange scone into her small fat mouth.
"Nothing at all, though I love your blouse!" lied Millie smiling as though nothing happened.
Climbing up the dormitory stairs at Saint Mumbus to the beloved bedrooms, Millie crawled into her bed with her clothes on and slept a surprisingly peaceful sleep. She didn't dream that time, but when she woke up she questioned herself about it.
Millie took a slow hot shower, thanking herself it was a free Saturday morning, and she didn't have to study or work on homework. She nicely shampooed her hair when a treacherous noise rang about the school. It was a awfully loud cat meow that only meant one signal: an intruder was in the school. Just then the loud whining meow stopped and someone on the speaker phone yelled.
"Every girl MUST meet in the Dining Hall for an emergency evacuation. Someone has been spotted coming into the castle and is an unknown figure. I repeat, even if you are preoccupied, please run now."
Millie recognized the familiar voice as Tonks, but she seemed very stressed out as she talked. Millie suddenly realized she was in the shower, and another girl who was in the shower stall next to her ran out of the bathroom with a towel around her. Millie decided to do the same thing. Everybody was a girl in this school, who could possibly care?
But just to be careful, Millie slipped on a black bra and undies and tied on her blanket, she had to be a little bit covered. Millie then grabbed her wand and started running down the hall, feeling slightly odd and uncomfortable. As she started running, a corner was blocked with a large wall. Millie knew they were starting to close off corners so she began to run the long way.
Millie ran down the empty long hallway, feeling alone and naked at the same time. Millie could hear her own panting and feel her dark wet hair on top of her shoulders- she has never imagined running like this in school.
When Millie was about to turn the corner, a broomstick zoomed in front of her and she screamed in fear, stopping at her tracks. She couldn't stop screaming, and was more afraid of girls hearing her scream at a empty broomstick than screaming at a real intruder. But as she noticed, the broomstick wasn't empty-it was Harry, using his invisibility cloak.
Harry took off the cloak and stared at her in amazement. Millie couldn't stop screaming when he tried to calm her down. Millions of questions were running through her head, why was Harry here? Millie stopped screaming and held her body more tighter to herself, hoping nothing would slip. Harry relaxed, and sat back on his Firebolt.
"Never thought I'd meet you like this," he said, feeling proud. "What are you doing wearing that?"
"Harry!" Millie snapped, she had enough of his rebellion. "What the bloody hell are you doing here? You're going to get arrested!" she cried, trying to lower her voice as much as Harry could hear. Harry still looked impressed.
"I came to rescue you, remember?" he said swiftly, jumping off his broom. He then walked over to Millie, as she kept walking away, when he suddenly opened his arms.
"Didn't you say you needed someone to hold? I read your diary Millie, and it seemed like you really needed me."
Millie again stepped back, forgetting to hug him. She looked at him with disgust, "I didn't mean it! I can't believe you thought I meant that Harry, that was just sad sarcasm! I'm fine I'm fine! Can't you see? Now you're going to get in trouble! But...but...oh Harry!" she screamed as she ran into his arms. She could hear his fast heartbeat.
"Well your hair smells good," Harry smiled, letting go of Millie. "And now we have each other, so let's get out of here!" He grabbed her hand and tugged her to the broomstick. Millie didn't think twice but to follow his lead. Harry jumped onto his broomstick and looked at Millie.
"How am I going to get up?" she asked curiously, peering around the corners. "Oh I know, close your eyes!"
Harry agreed and got onto his broomstick again, closing his eyes. Millie, again, looked around to see if anyone was coming when she quickly lifted her towel and sat back. Millie had the feeling Harry wasn't closing his eyes.
She held onto Harry's waist and yelled. "Go now!"
Like a speeding lightening bolt, Harry, Millie and the Firebolt zoomed out of Saint Mumbus grounds so fast, Millie's wet hair dried in seconds.
"Put the cloak on us!" yelled Harry behind the wind. Millie found the cloak under Harry's lap and sprawled it over them. They were officially hidden from Mumbus's view.
Millie silently waved a goodbye when she realized she didn't have any clothes with her. She panicked to know she had to live it the hard way.
Wind and dust were blowing from every direction as Harry gave steep drops and sharp corners in the sky, but Millie still strongly held onto the cloak. It was, by far beautiful to see the landscape of the green hills of Saint Mumbus and its surrounding atmosphere. Minutes later they were above the clouds.
"Where are we going?" asked Millie. Her legs were feeling bitterly cold from the wind. She then noticed Harry's suave smiling.
"Anywhere."
Millie saw blurry sky for hours when Harry announced they were deep in Ireland, as he pointed out the lush green valleys and stone cabins. Millie looked down and told him she wanted to land, sitting on a broomstick for three hours wasn't exactly comfortable.
"Good thinking Millie, I'm getting tired myself."
They both descended on a hillside near Dublin, Ireland as the broomstick gave a jolt of landing on ground.
"Thank goodness, my legs are freezing!" Millie complained but shortly laughed. "And look, my towel is frozen, not to mention my hair!" she screamed looking at her brittle brown hair. She felt totally hideous in front of Harry.
Harry only mounted off his broom and commented she had beautiful hair but needed to find clothes for her.
"Millie, we need to find a place to stay at," he began, looking serious. "I'm going to look for some shelter and you should look for some clothes." He blushed again. "Here, you can use my clothes to go out," Harry smiled as he lifted his shirt. Millie noticed his extremely skinny body which his muscular arms showed off his broad shoulders.
"Have you been eating lately?" asked Millie, staring at his stomach which was almost showing his ribs. Harry looked down in shame.
"No, I haven't."
"Why? Oh, you look terrible! Why haven't I noticed this before?"
"I was just depressed- so food didn't matter."
"Because of me?"
"Yeah..."
Millie stopped looking at Harry's body and looked to her right, which showed tall pine trees by a forest, trying to forget the thought that Harry wasn't eating because of her.
"You need to eat," said Millie still looking at the trees. "You don't look so well, give me your clothes and I'll get some stuff for us okay?"
Harry eventually gave her his pants and stood bare by the hill. His red boxers made Millie turn a red, she has never been so close to the male body before. Millie then noticed that she had to get dressed too and threw Harry her towel, exposing her semi-bare body.
Harry again, didn't expect this and gawked at her. He completely missed the flying towel as it toppled onto his head. He quickly took it off his face and still opened-mouth Millie.
"Give me your clothes," ordered Millie, holding one hand out and the other on her hip. "What? You never saw a girl wear a bathing suit before? Or even some undies?" Millie smiled, she knew she hit Harry hard. He started breathing harder and looked away, looking un-believed by what he just saw.
Millie slipped into Harry's baggy clothes and walked over to him. Harry still looked like he couldn't contain himself, and didn't say anything. Millie grabbed the towel and shoved it to his stomach, he thankfully grasped it, still not looking at Millie.
"That, was an eye-catcher!" breathed Harry. He looked up as to say a thank you to the sky. "Wow Millie, you...should of told me...to...look away!"
"Nah, you're my boyfriend, I hear muggle teens do that type of stuff!" Millie cracked, kissing Harry's cheek. Harry turned around, looking impatiently as though he wanted more.
"May I use your Firebolt Harry?" Millie asked. Harry jumped in concern.
"Yes! But please be careful! You know me, try not to ruin it, but don't hurt yourself of course. Oh, and here is some Galleons. Please buy clothes, me some clothes, food, and maybe a key to a hotel room? I really don't want to spend the night out here!" he muttered, handing a sack full of coins. Millie held it responsibly. Harry looked like he wanted to say something else for he opened his mouth twice, studying her. Her then bent over and kissed her.
"Be careful Millie...please do." And he handed her his invisibility cloak.
Seconds later, Millie sped off, only realizing she has been on a broomstick twice in her life- once as an hour broomstick lesson, and another with Harry.
There Millie looked behind her, making sure she knew exactly where Harry was at, and noticed his gentle wave to her in the distance.
"I really need to buy him some food!" Millie thought dreadfully, catching his skinny figure. "He could get sick!"
Millie's broomstick came hurtling through homes until she stopped by a nearby Muggle patched road which shown a sign that read: "Hampster Road-the only anti-Muggle community" that gave Millie's heart a jump. This was a wizarding village and she could find the perfect materials!
Millie sped into the direction of the village and soon came across to the lush grass and gorgeous hill top scenery of Hamster Village. There were five titled stores in the village and a petite looking motel named "Luigi's Hide-a-way."
Millie jumped off her broomstick and hid it behind the motel, covering it with the cloak. She then ran inside the place.
A small young man noticed Harry's clothes on her and looked at her weirdly. His blonde hair shook as he looked down to read the computer screen.
"May I help you ma'am?" he asked.
"Yes, I would like a one bedroom stay," Millie said, noticing the man's wand laying across the desk. He noticed it laying there also and picked it up to throw it in the trash.
"I need a new wand," he grumbled, and took Millie's money which came out of her hand.
"Upstairs to the right, number 913" he barked, handing her two keys. Millie again looked happy but then thought about Harry and how he was alone wearing a blanket with barely anything under it. She ran started running to a shop titled "Wizard In The House Clothing Factory" which featured clothes for men, woman, and wizarding children. Millie ran into the store, noticing strange looks again as she picked out the four most warmest looking sweaters, a black and green one for Harry, and a pink and gray one for herself. She then grabbed two pairs of brown slacks for both of them and ran to the counter.
An old lady waiting in line looked at her running towards the cashier and stepped back, looking surprised.
"Is it an emergency m'lady?" she asked. Millie nodded. "Then by all means, you go first!"
"Thank you so much!" Millie said as she had her clothes paid. She now needed to get Harry, the food could wait, especially since they already rented a place to stay.
Millie again ran to the broomstick and found it sitting safely in back of the motel just where she placed it. She had her motel keys in her mouth and two bags of clothes on both arms. She zipped in the cloak and sky rocketed as fast as she could to the mountain where Harry was staying. As she was riding, she kept imagining horrible things that could have happened to him as she left. What if the weather got too cold for him? What if he starved to death? Or what my happen if Voldemort is on the lose searching for him? Millie started shrieking of the idea but then her face turned a normal flesh color as she spotted the same mountain she took off from. She could faintly see Harry's body, seeing him standing up to wave generously. Millie started slowly landing and could closely see his grinning face when the towel dropped to his feet. Millie started laughing as Harry kicked it over to the other side. When she landed he hugged her again and then looked at his Firebolt.
"Woo! It's in great condition... thanks Mill!" he said. Millie felt slightly disappointed.
The two got dressed behind each others backs.
"Harry! I said don't look!"
And they rode off into the night, with Harry in lead. Millie told him where to go, and they both landed safely behind the motel. They soon walked inside with Harry's Firebolt covered by the cloak as he had his head down.
"I-don't-want-anybody-to-notice-me" Harry said from the side of his mouth. Millie knew he didn't want his scar to be shown.
"Yeah, I forgot about that," she said sarcastically. Harry looked at her oddly.
They walked into room 913 and found a nice blue bed with a Muggle TV and small bathroom.
"Perfect!" Harry exclaimed as he put his hands around Millie's waist. "Let's check out some Muggle television!"
"Okay, you do that and I'll get us some food," said Millie quietly. She left without Harry's answer.
She stomped all the way to "Bobs Discount Treats" and walked to the pet food section looking startled.
"Is that all he cares about?" asked Millie to herself. "His FIREBOLT?"
She forgot about the thought when she picked out some fresh fruit and vegetables. Picking up some bread and pretzels made Millie feel better since she hadn't eaten them forever. Millie payed for the food and walked back to "Luigi's." It came to Millie's fascination that she left Saint Mumbus to be with Harry, as amazing as it sounds. It seems as though Harry made her run away with her, but it was no problem because nobody cared about her at her school- so she was happy to get away. By the time she was done wondering she came upon her room's door.
She opened the door and saw Harry happily laying on the bed, flipping through some Muggle television.
"Millie check this show out-who would ever think of a show called American Idol? Isn't that too cliche?" he asked looking at her as Millie was putting away the food. Millie simply chuckled.
"I watched the first three seasons, it's not that bad!"
That night Harry and Millie ate various kinds of food on their bed, watching occasional talk shows and such when Millie flipped to another channel. Just then, she saw Harry's face on TV and screamed. Harry looked up from his bread and looked shocked to see his face on the televison screen too. Then Millie's appeared seconds later. An African -American woman came into view.
Two seventeen year olds disappeared today, sighted near London, England earlier this afternoon. A boy named Harry Potter, and a young woman by the name of Millie Rose vanished from London at precisely 4:00 this afternoon. Headquarters are doing their best to find these teenagers and return them to their families and private boarding schools which they currently stay in Southern Europe. If anyone has seen them, please notify The Department of Muggles as soon as possible.
In other news, Mary Jackson came out with a new single today, titled-
Harry turned off the TV, looking very frightened. He put down his sandwich and looked out the window.
"I forgot we could get caught," he said looking at Millie for some help.
"Well, this is what we committed for Harry, a chance to run away and travel the world together."
Harry smiled at Millie's words and sighed.
"Your right!" he giggled, poking Millie on her side which made her giggle herself. "But I'm tired."
Millie got dressed and got into bed. Harry got out of the bathroom and paused. They both never slept with the opposite gender in a bed before, and exchanged nervous looks. Millie scooted more to her side, knowing Harry could join next to her.
Harry walked hesitantly and got into bed. They both sat up and stared at the blank TV. Millie then barged.
"How come you care more about your Firebolt than me Harry?" she asked, looking hurt. Harry looked at her shocked.
"I don't, I love you more than anything!" he said as his hand was smoothing back his hair. Millie looked happier.
"Okay...good!" she chuckled, messing Harry's hair up again. "I want it that way too!"
Silence again broke in and they both looked around nervously. Harry then impatiently blurted out, "I'm so glad I'm with you."
Millie didn't have time to think because Harry slammed into her, his mouth on hers, and his whole body falling on top of her.
They kissed passionately for about an hour when Harry started unbuttoning Millie's pajama blouse until she pulled away. She started kissing his neck as she whispered "Not now," and blew in his ear. They stopped kissing but cuddled as they fell asleep together.
Millie woke up in Harry's arms. She could hear his soft breathing and felt his strong arms wrapped around her tightly. She fell back asleep, knowing she didn't want to be anywhere but here.
It was a sunny 9:00am when someone knocked on the door. Millie and Harry both ignored this since they were peacefully sleeping. Then the knocking got louder and a man started shouting, "HARRY POTTER! I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!"
Harry awoke looking confused to where he was, but then gained back his memory. He looked down to see Millie and caressed her hair...he always loved her hair. The man yelled again and Harry looked startled as he jumped out of bed and looked through the doors eye hole. It was the short man at the counter that gave Millie the hotel room key. Harry gasped silently as he saw Cornelius Fudge and two other men standing next to him.
"Bloody hell!" Harry quietly screamed to himself. He ran over to Millie and started tugging on her to wake up. The knocking got louder.
"HARRY, I'M GOING TO GET A KEY NOW! WE FOUND YOU!" shouted the man behind the door. Harry turned a sudden white.
"Millie, wake up!" he whispered frantically. Millie slowly opened her eyes and stared at the concerned Harry.
"What's the matter?" she grunted, going back to sleep.
"Millie," Harry began, whispering in her ear. "They found us, I don't know how, but the Ministry found us and their knocking on our door!"
Millie listened intently to the knocking and sat up on the bed. She was about the shriek when Harry put his hand over her mouth.
"No! Don't scream!" he ordered. "You need to get our stuff ready and I'll open the window and grab the Firebolt!"
Millie obeyed Harry's command and gathered their stuff into a small bag very quickly. She could then hear footsteps coming up to the door.
"I got the key!" she heard someone snarl. Millie turned and ran to Harry, who was trying to open the window.
"Hurry!" she said as Harry was trying all his might to get the window knob open, it wouldn't barge. "Use your magic!"
Harry had no choice but took out his wand and slurred out "Keffendio!" and the window vanished. Harry jumped on the small compact balcony and Millie handed him the bag and the invisibility cloak. She then quickly jumped on when the door swung open. Fudge and the four guys only saw a small glimpse of a brown broomstick tail flying away.