Title: Dream Seekerp Author: Abby/pp Rating: PG-13 (for this chapter just to be safe, however it may fluctuate)/pp Ship: H/Hr/pp Summary: Hermione and Harry somehow ::cough:: Dobby ::cough:: get locked into the room they had last year as their DA meeting spot and discover what happens when fire and oil get mixed together alone./pp Disclaimer: J.K.Rowling owns all these character I do not./pp Spoilers: SoS, CoS, PoA, OotP(however some things might be different than in the OotP)/p pAN: Hey thanx for all the reviews! Sorry for the difficulties in the last chapter with all the "" I do not know why. As well as ' so I will not be using conjoined words. I will also type where when they are speaking it is like follows Harry: blahblah, but I dunno if that will work either. If anyone could help me out in that area I would gladly appreciate it. I do not know if the html will work on here so bare with me as I try to figure this out. Thank you! My email is: serendipity112233@hotmail.com ok on with the chapter!

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Harry and Hermione looked at each other startled. They knew Dobby could be domineering, as they had just witnessed down in the kitchen, but they had no idea why he wanted them locked up here. Or at least they assumed as much. Neither of them needed to talk to each other to know the words going through their heads at the moment.

Harry kicked at the door, which caused a round of curses from him. Hermione began giggling softly. Harry: And what are you laughing at? Hermione: Its not that bad really, I mean I'm sure he will let us out of here sometime.
In truth she was excited about being locked close by Harry for a while, and she was going to cherish all the time she had alone with him. Getting goose bumps at the thought, she walked around the once familiar room. Hermione: I had forgotten how many books there are in here.
Harry had sat down in defeat and looked over at Hermione. Harry: You really do love any book you can get your hands on don t you?
She started to blush and put a book back on the shelf that she was fixing to read, when Harry said, No. Don t put it away. I think it is amazing how you can find so many things in the books. I have tried, but I end up getting bored with most of them.
He realized how beautiful she really was. Her dark honey colored eyes sparkled in the soft candlelight from the buttercup-scented candle that he had lit. Her hair wasn t as bushy as it had been the years before. Soft curls fell from her head, continuing down her back. Harry: Maybe you could show me what you see?
He began hesitantly, not knowing if she would shun him, or take him up on the offer. To his surprise she looked delighted. Joy ran through him as she opened the book, and patted the seat next to her on the couch.
The book was very large and took up both of their lap space. It was entitled IThe mysterious world of April Lemming/I The pages looked worn and ready to fall apart, but when he mentioned this to Hermione she told him it was more the wonderment of the book, that it told a story itself of how long it had been alive.
She began to read, and Harry actually found the story interesting. Whether it be because Hermione was smiling as she read, her smile stretching from mid-cheek to mid-cheek, or that the book was actually good he didn t know. However, as she continued to read he continued to stare at her, noticing how her high cheekbones made her face look like a painting, or how when she smiled she had small dimples that were casting shadows on her face from the flicker of the candles.
Harry felt intoxicated. Her voice was like a melody. One he kept close to him, and wanted to cherish all his life. It was like she was singing to him instead of reading a book. He found a new appreciation for the objects that put so much utter joy on her face. She chilled him to the bones, yet made him suffocated with heat. The mixture of the two was something new he had never felt, but wanted to feel it every second of the day. How could he not have noticed this before? He had felt something, but nothing as strong as what he was feeling now.
One of her hands was holding up one side of the book and one of his holding up the other. Her hand, the one that was free, had been drooping in her lap, but now came to rest on his leg as she leaned over to turn the page. She was beginning to pull it away when he grasped it and stilled her movement. Harry: Let me read some. Hermione: All right.
She said it in a breathy voice and he knew he had affected her somewhat.
He began reading, not noticing how her eyes began to droop. By now it was well past midnight. They had been trapped in the room for quite a while. When he felt the lightweight of her head on his shoulder, his breath began to quicken, and he stopped reading.
Hermione, feeling him tenseness, asked him quietly not to stop reading.
He continued with difficulty, his mind elsewhere. When he felt the slowness of her breathing, he knew she had fallen asleep. He watched her chest rise and fall. He put down the book gently on the floor, without waking Hermione up, and grabbed a quilt that he had found on the floor. Apparently Dobby had thought this through. He laid down, cautious not to wake her, and laid down, Hermione slipping on top of him. He silently cursed. This was not the position he had in mind, but when he tried to move her she began to wake, and he would deal with the building pressure that he felt growing on his lower body. As he put the cover over them and leaned back he looked at her.
She has to be the most beautiful person in the world. This thought had him drifting into a peaceful sleep, one without any nightmares for once. H*H*H**several hours into the night** Hermione: NOOOOO! Harry!! Please! Don t leave me! Stay alive Harry! Please!

She was in a dark room. She had no idea where this room was, but she knew Harry was there somewhere. She felt his presence. That was when she saw him. He and Voldemort were battling. Harry was bleeding. His face was contorted in pain. He let out a piercing scream. Voldemort had his wand positioned over Harry's head. Voldemort shouted the Adva Kadavera curse, and Harry lied there. He wasn t moving.

Harry: Come on, sweetie wake up. Its just a dream. I am right here.
She kept murmuring his name and shaking. Hermione: Harry don t go. I love you too much. Don t leave me here. I will die in this world without you. You mean too much to me.
With that she went back to sleep, although she had never fully waken up.
Harry stared at her as she put her head back to rest on his chest, and arms encircled him. Their legs were tangled, and their feet were crossing. He no longer knew where her body ended and his began. Had she just said what he thought she had said? Please god, let it be true! She had said she loved him. Was it true? These thoughts put him back to sleep again, and he wasn't the one to wake up this time.

Hermione was in the same predicament when she woke up in the morning, as Harry was last night. The intense pressure that kept rising when she had waked up to find herself in Harry's arms had her body betraying her. Her head was snuggled between the couch and Harry's body, resting on the conjunction of his shoulder and neck. His arm rest on her the dip of her midriff, fingers tickling her bare stomach when he moved. She had worn a set of muggle pants and a muggle shirt under her robes, which she had taken off during some point in the night. Her shirt had risen halfway to her ribs, and Harrys hand was scorching her stomach. Her hips were positioned perfectly next to Harrys. Their legs were so tangled she didn t know whose was whose.
She began to panic. What if Harry woke up, and found them in this position? He would probably not be pleased. Or worse he would jump away from her, and never talk to her again. She shuddered at the thought, but regretted it when she felt Harry begin to wake up.
She sat up and started to get off him, when Harry pulled her back down. Harry: Don t leave Mione. Please? Hermione: y-y-you don t mind? Harry: I was the one who got us in this awkward, but intensely comfortable position.
He smirked at the shocked look on her face, which quickly turned down into a frown when she didn t smile. Harry: That was okay, wasn t it. Hermione: What does this mean Harry?
Harry, whose hand had rested on her bare stomach again began to rub, passes her bellybutton, and ventured up to her ribs slowly, said it means that I was simply.. He got cut off by Hermiones excess giggling. Hermione: Harry, please, ::giggle:: you have to stop ::giggle:: touching my ribs! Harry: Why! Hermione! Are you.. he paused.. TICKLISH?
He began tickling her continuously, while she was screaming and squirming in his hands. They fell on the floor with Hermione on top of him still wiggling. They were howling with laughter. Harry: You don t know how beautiful you are do you?
Hermione looked at him, with almost adoration. Harry: Even though I don t want to ever leave this room with you, we have to find a way out of here, or they are going to send a search party. Harry: There has to be a way out of here. He went over to the door and tried to pull on it, but gave a yelp when a stinging sensation when through his body. Harry: Dammit Dobby. This is the LAST time you try and help me! He covered his mouth quickly when he said that knowing Hermione would pick up what he just said in a heartbeat. Heart thudding, he looked over to Hermione with hesitance in his eyes. God, don't let her have heard me. But he knew she had, as he saw her brain turning with the new information.

Hermione: Help you what Harry? The only time I know he has tried to help you is when he tried to stop you from getting to Hogwarts.
She was looking at him suspiciously. Hermione: You have always told me everything Harry. Is there something I do not know?

Don t do that Hermione, Harry thought, don t get the hurt look. I have not seen it many times, but when I do it always kills me. Harry: It is just something I was talking to Dobby about that I should not have.
She still looked hurt although she was careful to mask it. Harry: It was about you, he whispered softly.
At her slight gasp he continued. Harry: Do you really want to know?
She nodded slightly.

Sorry guys.. I absolutely cannot STAND writing in this format! Can someone PLEASE help me out here? I did some of the joint words where there is a space between them so I hope that helps. Thanx to all the reviewers!