So folks? How'd you like Ch1? Hm? Ask yourself, why do I read chapter 2? Is
it because I love
the author? No. Well do you like lemons? No. Well do you just like to read
fics? Yeah. That's what i thought.
Here it is. Without further.....thingy......Chapter 2. Disclaimer: Me no
own, you no sue.
When harry woke up the next morning, he was astonished to find Ron was already pack. "Your not the slightest bit hung over Ron? You had about four full glasses last night. I half expected you to wake up late and have to apparate home."
"Harry. You should know by now, we can't apparate on or off school grounds." Harry was shocked. Ron sure had matured yet stayed the same. It was like Hermione actually rubbed off on him. Now there's an eye opener. Harry began to pack his things, refolding each piece of clothing carefully. He wanted everything to be perfect when he showed up at the Ministry of Aurors.(well there has to be one) Remembering the two necklaces, he dug them back out and gazed at them. He put the blue one on.
He wanted to rush downstairs now, and find Hermione sitting there waiting for him. He wasn't really sure though if she would be there or not. Then it struck him. Maybe she was in her dormitory just sitting on her bed. He mounted his broom and crashed through the nearest window. Shortly after turning around to repair it, he zoomed over to the girls windows. Upon reaching the window, several girls could be heard screaming. Some were shouting peeping tom while others were shouting hey sexy. Ginny came to the window.
"Harry, what do you think you're doing!?!" she cried. "You shouldn't even be on your broom right now but packing and getting down to breakfast." She could tell by the look in his eyes that he had a perfectly good reason. Now that the girls had stopped screaming, he gathered his courage to fly closer to the window.
"Have you seen Hermione? I've been meaning to give something to her." Ginny flashed her eyes dangerously. Things had gotten a little serious between them one year and she still got mad when he mentioned other women.
"She didn't come to her bed last night. In fact, I didn't even see her last night." Those words jolted Harry's heart with worry. She might be sitting in a bathroom about to be attacked by a troll again or something. He nodded, and with that he went back to his packing. In no time he was down- stairs eating with the other students. She was there. He half expected her to be avoiding him. After finishing a small biscuit, he walked over to her and sat down.
"Hermione. Why'd you run off last night." He had so much sincerity in his eyes that she melted on the inside with guilt.
"I uh...I went to the library. I needed to go over Auror things. You know." She felt terrible but at the same time great. She felt terrible because she had run off on him like that. But she felt good, just to be around Harry was heavenly. " He knew she was lying. He handed her the red necklace and she quickly put it on.
"Hermione, I know you didn't go to the library. Tell me the truth!" Her face changed so drastically from stoic to a mad looking face he was caught completely off-guard.
"HARRY POTTER! HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF LYING!" She stormed off. He sat and blushed. Everyone was looking at him and he feared for the worst.
"Somebody is PMSing," Harry heard Seamus say. That made Harry mad. He stood up,walked over to Seamus, and slugged him. With that he too stormed off, only he was going after Hermione. It didn't take long for him to catch her. He caught her hand and she stuggled for a moment, but calmed down shortly. She turned around and slapped him.
Harry looked purplexed. She had never slapped him. She started to cry again, and almost immediately fell into Harry's arms. He lifted her face and kissed her. She shivered with delight. WHACK. She had slapped him again. When she turned to run she was yanked back, but not by Harry. Their necklaces had fused together, half red half blue. The world around them dissolved. For a moment everything was black. When it cleared away, they found themselves in a room like a normal MUGGLE house would have. A practical kitchen that was attached to the living room. There was a note on the table. Lupin. Harry picked it up.
"Harry, since you're eighteen now I think it's time you got your first taste of real alone time with a woman. Sorry to do it so forcefully, but I was beginning to think you would never really get close to someone. You're stuck here for one weeks. Have fun. Lupin"
"Well you're certainly not getting close to me," Hermione stated flatly. She stomped off to one of the two rooms and locked the door. Harry did the same. They both went to sleep that night with anger for each other.
(That day counted for day one so we move to day to. What will the next day hold? How will they treat each other? IS THIS STORY EVEN A LEMON!?!?! Find out in chapter 3.)
When harry woke up the next morning, he was astonished to find Ron was already pack. "Your not the slightest bit hung over Ron? You had about four full glasses last night. I half expected you to wake up late and have to apparate home."
"Harry. You should know by now, we can't apparate on or off school grounds." Harry was shocked. Ron sure had matured yet stayed the same. It was like Hermione actually rubbed off on him. Now there's an eye opener. Harry began to pack his things, refolding each piece of clothing carefully. He wanted everything to be perfect when he showed up at the Ministry of Aurors.(well there has to be one) Remembering the two necklaces, he dug them back out and gazed at them. He put the blue one on.
He wanted to rush downstairs now, and find Hermione sitting there waiting for him. He wasn't really sure though if she would be there or not. Then it struck him. Maybe she was in her dormitory just sitting on her bed. He mounted his broom and crashed through the nearest window. Shortly after turning around to repair it, he zoomed over to the girls windows. Upon reaching the window, several girls could be heard screaming. Some were shouting peeping tom while others were shouting hey sexy. Ginny came to the window.
"Harry, what do you think you're doing!?!" she cried. "You shouldn't even be on your broom right now but packing and getting down to breakfast." She could tell by the look in his eyes that he had a perfectly good reason. Now that the girls had stopped screaming, he gathered his courage to fly closer to the window.
"Have you seen Hermione? I've been meaning to give something to her." Ginny flashed her eyes dangerously. Things had gotten a little serious between them one year and she still got mad when he mentioned other women.
"She didn't come to her bed last night. In fact, I didn't even see her last night." Those words jolted Harry's heart with worry. She might be sitting in a bathroom about to be attacked by a troll again or something. He nodded, and with that he went back to his packing. In no time he was down- stairs eating with the other students. She was there. He half expected her to be avoiding him. After finishing a small biscuit, he walked over to her and sat down.
"Hermione. Why'd you run off last night." He had so much sincerity in his eyes that she melted on the inside with guilt.
"I uh...I went to the library. I needed to go over Auror things. You know." She felt terrible but at the same time great. She felt terrible because she had run off on him like that. But she felt good, just to be around Harry was heavenly. " He knew she was lying. He handed her the red necklace and she quickly put it on.
"Hermione, I know you didn't go to the library. Tell me the truth!" Her face changed so drastically from stoic to a mad looking face he was caught completely off-guard.
"HARRY POTTER! HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF LYING!" She stormed off. He sat and blushed. Everyone was looking at him and he feared for the worst.
"Somebody is PMSing," Harry heard Seamus say. That made Harry mad. He stood up,walked over to Seamus, and slugged him. With that he too stormed off, only he was going after Hermione. It didn't take long for him to catch her. He caught her hand and she stuggled for a moment, but calmed down shortly. She turned around and slapped him.
Harry looked purplexed. She had never slapped him. She started to cry again, and almost immediately fell into Harry's arms. He lifted her face and kissed her. She shivered with delight. WHACK. She had slapped him again. When she turned to run she was yanked back, but not by Harry. Their necklaces had fused together, half red half blue. The world around them dissolved. For a moment everything was black. When it cleared away, they found themselves in a room like a normal MUGGLE house would have. A practical kitchen that was attached to the living room. There was a note on the table. Lupin. Harry picked it up.
"Harry, since you're eighteen now I think it's time you got your first taste of real alone time with a woman. Sorry to do it so forcefully, but I was beginning to think you would never really get close to someone. You're stuck here for one weeks. Have fun. Lupin"
"Well you're certainly not getting close to me," Hermione stated flatly. She stomped off to one of the two rooms and locked the door. Harry did the same. They both went to sleep that night with anger for each other.
(That day counted for day one so we move to day to. What will the next day hold? How will they treat each other? IS THIS STORY EVEN A LEMON!?!?! Find out in chapter 3.)
