I gasped. No! I wanted my own body, but I didn't want Harry to lose his!
{HARRRY! Oh Harry, I'm so sorry...} I babbled.
[Don't worry, I'm okay.] Harry said, [It's only for three days. It's one of the potions effects.]
And then, I lost consciousness. Only Ron's voice woke me up....
~~~
"WHO ARE YOU?!" Ron demanded, shaking the girl up to wake her. What answered him, though, was unexpected. He was instantly thrown to the other side of the room by a hard punch in the chin.
"Ouch," Hermione flinched, not minding the fact that she was in the boy's dorm. "That must have hurt."
"DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU PERVERT!!!!" the girl screamed at Ron as she reached for a blanket to cover her body up. When she was totally covered, she stood up and continued screaming, "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME!..."
When she had calmed down, and Ron had recovered from the punch, Hermione hesitantly asked, "Um... may I know who you are?"
From what she could see, the girl was very beautiful, if not for her wild hair. She had black, raven hair that reached an inch or two above the ground. Her skin, Hermione knew, even if she hadn't touched her, was soft and silky. More than that, it was pure white; it was as white as snow. She looked as if she was just born yesterday. Her nose is defined, and her lips is a pale pink. And her eyes, her eyes was what amazed Hermione more for it was neither blue, brown, or black. It wasn't even green. Instead it was gold.
"I am Hana," the girl said, "And you are Hermione. The pervert over there is Ron."
Hermione and Ron were shocked. They didn't know this girl, yet she knew them. How? Is she one of You-know-who's spies? You can never be too sure these days...
"Don't worry," Hana said, as if reading their minds, "I won't hurt you. And I'm certainly not one of Voldemort's death eaters."
Hermione and Ron gasped. This girl had the courage to say the dark lord's name!
"Where is Harry?" Ron demanded. "Where did you bring him?"
The girl looked as if she didn't know what to say. She took a seat on Harry's bed and said, "You might want to sit down, too."
Hermione did as was told, sitting in front of Harry at the edge of Neville's bed. Trusting Hermione, Ron did, too.
They were not yet ready, though, when Hana revealed her secret, "I am Harry."
For a moment, Hermione and Ron became speechless, but after a minute, they had started laughing.
"I'm not joking!" Hana shouted, trying to keep her temper in control, but failing.
"Nice try," Ron said, standing up. Then he walked up to where Hana was. He glared at the girl and said, "Now, tell us where Harry is."
"I am Harry." Hana insisted, "I can prove it."
"And how is that?"
"By this." Hana pulled back her bangs revealing a lightning shaped scar. This, however, didn't seem to faze Ron and Hermione.
Ron placed his wand on Hana's forehead and said the ending spell expecting that the scar would disappear. Many have tried to imitate Harry by placing a magic scar on their foreheads before. This was nothing new.
But the scar did not disappear. It was still there.
If this was not a magic scar, then that would mean that this girl... Hana...
"You're Harry?!?" Hermione and Ron shouted at once, realizing that what this girl is saying could be true.
At Hana's nod, Hermione and Ron fainted.
[Don't worry, I'm okay.] Harry said, [It's only for three days. It's one of the potions effects.]
And then, I lost consciousness. Only Ron's voice woke me up....
~~~
"WHO ARE YOU?!" Ron demanded, shaking the girl up to wake her. What answered him, though, was unexpected. He was instantly thrown to the other side of the room by a hard punch in the chin.
"Ouch," Hermione flinched, not minding the fact that she was in the boy's dorm. "That must have hurt."
"DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU PERVERT!!!!" the girl screamed at Ron as she reached for a blanket to cover her body up. When she was totally covered, she stood up and continued screaming, "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME!..."
When she had calmed down, and Ron had recovered from the punch, Hermione hesitantly asked, "Um... may I know who you are?"
From what she could see, the girl was very beautiful, if not for her wild hair. She had black, raven hair that reached an inch or two above the ground. Her skin, Hermione knew, even if she hadn't touched her, was soft and silky. More than that, it was pure white; it was as white as snow. She looked as if she was just born yesterday. Her nose is defined, and her lips is a pale pink. And her eyes, her eyes was what amazed Hermione more for it was neither blue, brown, or black. It wasn't even green. Instead it was gold.
"I am Hana," the girl said, "And you are Hermione. The pervert over there is Ron."
Hermione and Ron were shocked. They didn't know this girl, yet she knew them. How? Is she one of You-know-who's spies? You can never be too sure these days...
"Don't worry," Hana said, as if reading their minds, "I won't hurt you. And I'm certainly not one of Voldemort's death eaters."
Hermione and Ron gasped. This girl had the courage to say the dark lord's name!
"Where is Harry?" Ron demanded. "Where did you bring him?"
The girl looked as if she didn't know what to say. She took a seat on Harry's bed and said, "You might want to sit down, too."
Hermione did as was told, sitting in front of Harry at the edge of Neville's bed. Trusting Hermione, Ron did, too.
They were not yet ready, though, when Hana revealed her secret, "I am Harry."
For a moment, Hermione and Ron became speechless, but after a minute, they had started laughing.
"I'm not joking!" Hana shouted, trying to keep her temper in control, but failing.
"Nice try," Ron said, standing up. Then he walked up to where Hana was. He glared at the girl and said, "Now, tell us where Harry is."
"I am Harry." Hana insisted, "I can prove it."
"And how is that?"
"By this." Hana pulled back her bangs revealing a lightning shaped scar. This, however, didn't seem to faze Ron and Hermione.
Ron placed his wand on Hana's forehead and said the ending spell expecting that the scar would disappear. Many have tried to imitate Harry by placing a magic scar on their foreheads before. This was nothing new.
But the scar did not disappear. It was still there.
If this was not a magic scar, then that would mean that this girl... Hana...
"You're Harry?!?" Hermione and Ron shouted at once, realizing that what this girl is saying could be true.
At Hana's nod, Hermione and Ron fainted.