BACK TO THE GYFFINDORS
Eliza was walking back to the Gryffindor with Harry who was moaning
and pouting about his recent loss against those "horrible,
unmanageably Slytherins" as he refered to them.
"Hey be careful there, Potter, I got some good friends over there in
Slytherin." Eliza teasted, in a voice that sounded awfully like
Draco Malfoy.
Harry just laughed along but then stopped in the middle of the
hallway and turning to face her.
"You know, "Liza, you're one of the most wonderful girls I've ever
met. Hogwarts is really lucky to have you."
"Why thank you very much Harry," Eliza started, very
flattered, "What brought this on?"
Harry just stood there, staring dreamily for a few seconds until
Eliza snapped her fingers in front of his face.
"Hello? Earth to Harry! Come back from the stars there, spacey boy."
Eliza said giggling.
Harry came back to reality and realized she was giggling at him
which made him feel quite foolish and turn his head to hide the
blush quickly rising in his cheeks.
"Hey, it's ok," Eliza said taking Harry's hand in hers, "I know I'm
a doll but what can I say, no one can resist my charms." She winked
at him.
"No I can't." And with that he leaned down and kissed her gently,
shocking the tar outta her.
The little kiss slowly turned into a big, long, full out snog
between the two.
Quickly realizing what was happening, Eliza broke the kiss and took
a step back away from Harry.
Harry stood gaping at her for sometime until she just smiled sweetly
and said:
"Why don't we just go back to the dorms now?"
And with that she was off without a backward glance at him.
~*~
Back at the dorms, the common room was buzzing with the news of the
Gryffindors loss to Slytherin.
"I can't believe it!" A Second year student exclaimed.
"The first match of the season and we aleady lost!"
"And to SLYTHERIN no less." The Quidditch captain, Oliver Wood
ranted.
"It's ok Oliver, you'll have plenty more times this season to win."
Eliza comforted him with a slight tap on the shoulder.
She had grown quite fond of the 7th year boy who was by definition
the "love of Janie's life." He was a total sweetheart, though a bit
eccentric when it came to his sport.
"I am happy for Janie though, she played really well, don't you
think Eliza?" Oliver asked, his mood suddenly lifting at the thought
of his girl.
"I think she was marvelous out there, just splendid."
Eliza glanced over and caught Harry's eye, but he quickly looked
away. She didn't have much time to analyze the situation because a
firey red head suddenly plopped down next to her, otherwise known as
Ron.
"Heya Eliza! How's it going?" He asked, always excited about
something.
"It's going pretty good Ron, how bout those Cannons, eh?"
Everyone had heard the news from the Daily Prophet, the Chudley
Cannons, Ron's favorite team were about to break a world record of
teh longest Quidditch game in the century.
"OH BLOODY! You know that's been going on for over a month now!"
Eliza beamed at him, he was just so cute when he was excited. What
was she thinking, kissing Harry like that?
With that thought she cast another sidelong glance at Harry and
found him glaring Ron, his best friend in all the world, down.
Eliza was walking back to the Gryffindor with Harry who was moaning
and pouting about his recent loss against those "horrible,
unmanageably Slytherins" as he refered to them.
"Hey be careful there, Potter, I got some good friends over there in
Slytherin." Eliza teasted, in a voice that sounded awfully like
Draco Malfoy.
Harry just laughed along but then stopped in the middle of the
hallway and turning to face her.
"You know, "Liza, you're one of the most wonderful girls I've ever
met. Hogwarts is really lucky to have you."
"Why thank you very much Harry," Eliza started, very
flattered, "What brought this on?"
Harry just stood there, staring dreamily for a few seconds until
Eliza snapped her fingers in front of his face.
"Hello? Earth to Harry! Come back from the stars there, spacey boy."
Eliza said giggling.
Harry came back to reality and realized she was giggling at him
which made him feel quite foolish and turn his head to hide the
blush quickly rising in his cheeks.
"Hey, it's ok," Eliza said taking Harry's hand in hers, "I know I'm
a doll but what can I say, no one can resist my charms." She winked
at him.
"No I can't." And with that he leaned down and kissed her gently,
shocking the tar outta her.
The little kiss slowly turned into a big, long, full out snog
between the two.
Quickly realizing what was happening, Eliza broke the kiss and took
a step back away from Harry.
Harry stood gaping at her for sometime until she just smiled sweetly
and said:
"Why don't we just go back to the dorms now?"
And with that she was off without a backward glance at him.
~*~
Back at the dorms, the common room was buzzing with the news of the
Gryffindors loss to Slytherin.
"I can't believe it!" A Second year student exclaimed.
"The first match of the season and we aleady lost!"
"And to SLYTHERIN no less." The Quidditch captain, Oliver Wood
ranted.
"It's ok Oliver, you'll have plenty more times this season to win."
Eliza comforted him with a slight tap on the shoulder.
She had grown quite fond of the 7th year boy who was by definition
the "love of Janie's life." He was a total sweetheart, though a bit
eccentric when it came to his sport.
"I am happy for Janie though, she played really well, don't you
think Eliza?" Oliver asked, his mood suddenly lifting at the thought
of his girl.
"I think she was marvelous out there, just splendid."
Eliza glanced over and caught Harry's eye, but he quickly looked
away. She didn't have much time to analyze the situation because a
firey red head suddenly plopped down next to her, otherwise known as
Ron.
"Heya Eliza! How's it going?" He asked, always excited about
something.
"It's going pretty good Ron, how bout those Cannons, eh?"
Everyone had heard the news from the Daily Prophet, the Chudley
Cannons, Ron's favorite team were about to break a world record of
teh longest Quidditch game in the century.
"OH BLOODY! You know that's been going on for over a month now!"
Eliza beamed at him, he was just so cute when he was excited. What
was she thinking, kissing Harry like that?
With that thought she cast another sidelong glance at Harry and
found him glaring Ron, his best friend in all the world, down.