Chapter Fifthteen
'What the heck is going on, why are there lights on in the main house?' Neville thought, 'Harry would have told me if he was coming around. Might as well go see if it's him.'
~Knock~Knock~ Harry opens the door, "Harry, Good morning, I didn't know you were coming by today."
"Yeah well."
"What's wrong?"
"I think I messed up." And he broke down.
"What happened?"
"I don't know, honestly."
"What do you know happened?"
"Well, Hermione and I went out with Fred and George last night, to celebrate Dean and Ginny, and we got drunk, I remember Seamus rambling about something or other, then bits and pieces, I remember being dragged back to the flat by the twins, and I think Hermione and I cracked open a bottle of Firewhiskey after they left. And...and this morning, I woke up and we were naked together in her bed, We said something to the effect of neither of us know what happend and I high tailed it out of there before she killed me."
"And why would she kill you? She probably has no idea either."
"But, what might have happened last night? I don't know, I'm scared, what if she never speaks to me again?"
"Harry it'll be alright, it's you and Hermione, you've always been best of friends! Why can't you get through this?"
"I don't know, but I think I love her," he whispered the last part.
"YES!" and Neville jumped for joy.
"But last night whatever happened could ruin everything."
"No, Harry, one of you have finally admitted it! It's bound to finally happen!"
"What? Have you gone mad? I have no idea what your talking about!"
"Oh, Harry, you'll figure it out, both of you will."
Neville left leaving a clueless Harry, who went up to his room at the manor, and curled up into a ball in his bed, like he did years before in his cupboard.
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The doorbell to apartment #12 rings, lifting Hermione Granger out of her tearful daze on the couch. 'Oh, I hope whoever that is just leaves.'
~Ring~Ring~Ring~Ring~"Ugh! This better be importent, I'd rather be in my hellish stupor!"
She opens the door. "Hermione! Is Harry here as well?" At the mention of Harry, Hermione burst into fresh tears.
"Wotcher. What's the matter, Hermione?"
"It's horrible Tonks, horrible, I don't know if we'll ever be friends again, it's horrible, I don't even know what happened! And neither does he! What am I going to do?"
"Why don't you start from the beginning, what happened to spring all of this crying?"
"Fred and George took us to celebrate, Ginny and Dean's upcoming wedding. We got drunk, then the two of us were brought back here, and we cracked open a bottle of Firewhiskey. The next thing I remember is waking up and wondering 'Who is in my bed?' 'Am I naked?' Yeah, we actually asked if eachother were, then Harry raced out of the room and was gone, I have no idea, what happened 'cepct how we woke up and we consumed a lot of Alcohol, I wonder if he knows anything more, but I doubt it. What if he hates me and never speaks to me again? Tonks, I think I'm in love with my best friend! I've been trying to deny it for the past year! What am I going to do?"
"It's you and Harry, you've always been there for eachother, always made up in five seconds after any arguement, why should this be any different? For all you know it's one big misunderstanding, how, where you woke up."
Hermione just took a deep breath, "I think I need to be alone Tonks, Ron's probably home, downstairs."
"Alright Hermione, if you need to talk just drop me an Owl, I'll let myself out. Bye."
"Bye," Hermioen called back, rolling into her own ball, entangled in her blanket on the couch.
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So, what really happened? Speculate to your hearts content, we'll probably never know, seeing how drunk Rowling's wonderful characters were. Thanks for the reviews. Review!
ears91
Next will probably be the wedding, which our distraught duo have to spend much time together, how will that go?
'What the heck is going on, why are there lights on in the main house?' Neville thought, 'Harry would have told me if he was coming around. Might as well go see if it's him.'
~Knock~Knock~ Harry opens the door, "Harry, Good morning, I didn't know you were coming by today."
"Yeah well."
"What's wrong?"
"I think I messed up." And he broke down.
"What happened?"
"I don't know, honestly."
"What do you know happened?"
"Well, Hermione and I went out with Fred and George last night, to celebrate Dean and Ginny, and we got drunk, I remember Seamus rambling about something or other, then bits and pieces, I remember being dragged back to the flat by the twins, and I think Hermione and I cracked open a bottle of Firewhiskey after they left. And...and this morning, I woke up and we were naked together in her bed, We said something to the effect of neither of us know what happend and I high tailed it out of there before she killed me."
"And why would she kill you? She probably has no idea either."
"But, what might have happened last night? I don't know, I'm scared, what if she never speaks to me again?"
"Harry it'll be alright, it's you and Hermione, you've always been best of friends! Why can't you get through this?"
"I don't know, but I think I love her," he whispered the last part.
"YES!" and Neville jumped for joy.
"But last night whatever happened could ruin everything."
"No, Harry, one of you have finally admitted it! It's bound to finally happen!"
"What? Have you gone mad? I have no idea what your talking about!"
"Oh, Harry, you'll figure it out, both of you will."
Neville left leaving a clueless Harry, who went up to his room at the manor, and curled up into a ball in his bed, like he did years before in his cupboard.
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The doorbell to apartment #12 rings, lifting Hermione Granger out of her tearful daze on the couch. 'Oh, I hope whoever that is just leaves.'
~Ring~Ring~Ring~Ring~"Ugh! This better be importent, I'd rather be in my hellish stupor!"
She opens the door. "Hermione! Is Harry here as well?" At the mention of Harry, Hermione burst into fresh tears.
"Wotcher. What's the matter, Hermione?"
"It's horrible Tonks, horrible, I don't know if we'll ever be friends again, it's horrible, I don't even know what happened! And neither does he! What am I going to do?"
"Why don't you start from the beginning, what happened to spring all of this crying?"
"Fred and George took us to celebrate, Ginny and Dean's upcoming wedding. We got drunk, then the two of us were brought back here, and we cracked open a bottle of Firewhiskey. The next thing I remember is waking up and wondering 'Who is in my bed?' 'Am I naked?' Yeah, we actually asked if eachother were, then Harry raced out of the room and was gone, I have no idea, what happened 'cepct how we woke up and we consumed a lot of Alcohol, I wonder if he knows anything more, but I doubt it. What if he hates me and never speaks to me again? Tonks, I think I'm in love with my best friend! I've been trying to deny it for the past year! What am I going to do?"
"It's you and Harry, you've always been there for eachother, always made up in five seconds after any arguement, why should this be any different? For all you know it's one big misunderstanding, how, where you woke up."
Hermione just took a deep breath, "I think I need to be alone Tonks, Ron's probably home, downstairs."
"Alright Hermione, if you need to talk just drop me an Owl, I'll let myself out. Bye."
"Bye," Hermioen called back, rolling into her own ball, entangled in her blanket on the couch.
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So, what really happened? Speculate to your hearts content, we'll probably never know, seeing how drunk Rowling's wonderful characters were. Thanks for the reviews. Review!
ears91
Next will probably be the wedding, which our distraught duo have to spend much time together, how will that go?
