Hermione awoke to the sunlight streaming threw her hanging. She rubbed her
eyes and glanced at her clock, it read 6:55am. "Just enough time to get
ready before breakfast" she mumbled to herself. Stepping out on the cold
stone floor she shivered. As she stood up she took a quick attendance of
the room. "Parvati, Lavender" She stopped. One of the beds was empty.
Isabel's to be exact. At the thought of Isabel, the memories of the night
before flooded her mind. She needed to clear her head "Time to take a
shower." So she started downstairs. The door was opened slightly, and when
she walked in she realized that lights were on and so was one of the shower
stalls. Grabbing two cotton towels she started undressing.
"Who's out there?" A voice called from the occupied shower stall.
Hermione froze. She knew that voice far to well. Ron. Hermione didn't like taking showers with any boy in the room, but Ron that was far worse than just any guy.
"Hello?" Ron asked again.
"Err, umm, it's Hermione" The water stopped running. Is he coming out? He can't I'm not dressed. Wait he's not dressed, he's naked, totally naked. "Well don't let me stop you." She yelled quickly and jumped into her shower.
"Hermione I don't understand why your mad at me. It happened 2nd year for Merlin's sake." She could hear him walking over towards the mirror. 'Probably brushing his teeth'
"Ron who ever said I was mad at you? Now I would really like taking this shower in peace ok? I don't feel like talking." Taking the shampoo bottle in her hand.
"Fine Hermione don't talk to me. But you can't avoid me forever. I'll see you down at breakfast." She heard the door slam shut. 'It really must be making him mad. What he's mad about I don't understand. Harry and I deserve be the angry ones. He didn't even tell us about this girl. He didn't even tell me.' Ron walked over to his truck and put on a clean pair of boxers and his school uniform. Then hurried down the stairs and out of the portrait hole down to breakfast. He couldn't believe he actually had the nerve to talk to her while she was showering. 'Come on Ron how freaked out do you think she is.'
Walking through the doors of the Great Hall he spot Hermione already sitting next to Ginny. "Ron over here!" Ginny waved, with a grin on her face. Walking very slowly he finally slid down next to Ginny. "Morning." He muttered not making eye contact with either of them. Grabbing a piece of toast he took a large bit.
Looking confused at Ron's behavior Ginny turned began talking to Hermione. "Now Hermione you must tell me what you did to your hair, it looks so shiny today. Doesn't Ron?" She stared at him waiting for an answer.
Ron looked up, what is Ginny talking about Hermione's hair looks normal, like it always does. He just shrugged and sipped his orange juice.
"Well thanks, I just used different shampoo in the shower..." Hermione stopped as she got drenched in juice. The cause: Ron.
"Ron what the heck?" Ginny shrieked, she had got sprayed also.
"Sorry Hermione." He grabbed a napkin, reached over and started wiping her off.
Hermione blushed at Ron cleaning her off. "Ron it's ok, I'll just do a simple drying spell." He dapped her neck. He stopped realizing what he was doing, and where he was doing it. He looked up in her chocolate eyes.
"I..I got to go." With that Ron was off leaving Ginny and a very shocked Hermione behind him.
"Oh smart move Ron. Spit juice on her at the slightest mention of a shower, and you start cleaning her off, dapping at her neck. Why didn't you just go down into her shirt!" Ron mumbled to himself as he walked down the empty corridor. "Harry could have prevented this. He didn't even come downstairs."
In the Common Room Isabel slowly opened her eyes to find Harry right next to her, Am I still dreaming she thought to herself. She looked at her watch. 7:30, better get dressed. She sat up and shook Harry lightly. "Harry. You have an hour and a half to get ready for our first class, now get up." He opened up his eyes, his emerald green color was even more mesmerizing. "Morning."
"Good morning, now get up and get dressed." She stood. "See you down at breakfast."
"OK." Harry rubbed his eyes and flopped the blanket onto the ground. He watched her leave. The strange thing was he didn't want her to go. He's only known her one day and he's already falling asleep next to her. "That's got to be a first." He muttered as he walked into the bathroom. Isabel knew the Common Room would be nearly empty. Everyone was probably down at breakfast. She walked down from her dormitory thinking she'd find Hermione reading God knows what. She hadn't seen her all morning. But as she glanced down the stairs she was very surprised to who was actually waiting for her.
"Harry?" He looked up from his book, which Isabel could see was Quidditch through the Ages. "What are you doing still here? I thought you'd gone down with Ron?"
He smiled up at her. "I thought I'd wait for you."
Isabel made her way down the stairs and across the common room towards Harry. "You were waiting for me? How very sweet of you." He closed his book and stood up. He was a couple inches taller then her.
"No problem." His head was tilted down towards her.
She looked into his sparkling green eyes. "Well thank you very much." She closed her eyes and kissed him on his cheek. But something felt different about it. Opening her eyes she saw it wasn't his cheek, she was kissing it was his lips. 'Oh no! What is he going to think of me now.' About to pull away Isabel felt Harry's right hand on her cheek. She looked, his eyes were closed. Slowly he slid his hand up her back, gently bringing her down onto a sitting position on the couch. Not breaking there kiss. 'I have to be dreaming' Isabel thought. His tongue licked her bottom lip. She slowly parted her lips letting him inside. All thoughts flew out of her head at that moment. Neither one of them heard the portrait hole being opened.
Ron stood looking around the common room. "Everyone must still be down in the Great Hall. What to do?" He walked to a chair and plopped himself down in it. 'Well not everyone I guess.' He gazed at the couple sitting on the couch. 'I wish Hermione and I could be like that. They look so perfect. They also look very familiar.' "Harry?" he whispered. Standing up again he trudged over to them. "Isabel?" It is them! He grabbed Harry by the shoulders and pulled him off of her. "Harry what the hell!"
"Ron? What are you doing here?" Harry looked at Ron then back to Isabel. "Oh this?"
"I should go!" Isabel stood up, grabbing her bag and ran out of the common room.
Ron glared as Harry watched Isabel leave. Then turning his attention to Ron he simply said, "What?"
"What! What!" Ron's face was growing into a very deep shade of maroon by now. "Harry have you totally lost your mind. You heard her before. She might be related to a Death Eater. What were you doing kissing her." Ron yelled.
"I don't know?" Harry admitted looking at the portrait hole, smiling "There's just something about her. I can't put my finger on it."
"And since when have you had such an easy time with girls?"
Harry was beginning to get annoyed. "I told you I don't know! I just feel good around her ok? I don't feel nervous or anything! Just good."
The portrait hole opened again, "Ron? Harry?" Hermione stepped inside to see Harry's eyes on her or rather the portrait. "Harry why weren't you down at breakfast? And why did I see Isabel running out of here so fast?"
Harry turned his head towards Ron, who was still glaring at him and then said quietly, "I wasn't hungry."
"Not for food anyway." Ron hissed.
"Is this like a boys only moment, because if it is I can leave. I honestly wouldn't mind going to the library before class." Hermione questioned.
"Well of course you wouldn't mind it. You practically live there anyway." Ron snapped.
Hermione looked shocked. "Ronald Weasley do not take your angry out on me!"
"No Herm, you don't have to go." Harry plopped down onto the spot where he and Isabel were earlier. He was getting ready for a another famous Ron and Hermione row. Surprisingly it never came.
"OK? And don't call me Herm, Harry." Hermione began. She hated that nickname, Ginny had started it last summer while she was at the Burrow.
"Sorry Hermione." Harry mumbled. Hermione looked at Ron, as if wanting something from him. "Well?" "What?" She glared. "Are you kidding me? I'm not apologizing." "Fine then don't. I'm getting to class. I don't want any more detentions." Grabbing their bags, Ron and Harry slowly followed Hermione back out the hole in the wall.
"Make sure yeh read o'er those notes, on Monday I'll have a real Griffin fer yeh ter see, yeh can't be too careful with them." Hagrid called after the 5th years as they left their Care of the Magical Creatures class. It was only their second week in school and Hagrid still hasn't brought them in one single creature. They have been taking notes on a number of them though.
Isabel froze, "Griffin?" "Yeah Isabel you know part lion part eagle." Hermione stated. "I know what they are Hermione." She retorted. "It's just I mean why is he bringing one in?" "I reckon there probably going to be on the O.W.L.S" Harry suggested. "Well it's off to Divinitation. See you two later." He called as Ron pulled him down the corridor. "Bye Harry." Hermione waved. "Anyway," She turned back to Isabel. "I think Harry's probably right. My guess is there on the O.W.L.S." "Yeah I guess that makes sense. I've been meaning to ask you Hermione, what's up with you and Ron?"
"Ron and I? What do you mean?"
"Well It's just that you took the news pretty hard." Hermione stared
ahead. "About 2nd year." "What do you expect Isabel? Ron lied to both Harry and I." They were quiet for the rest of the way to Arithmancy. Hermione opened the door. "Good afternoon Professor Vector." "Good afternoon too you Ms. Granger and Ms. Ollivander." Professor Vector greeted. "If you all take out a piece of parchment paper, we will start on some notes."
As Hermione and Isabel they opened their bags they pulled out paper, ink, and quills. 'It's strange how Harry is already what I could consider a good friend. I know so much about him, I mean who doesn't, but he knows nothing about me. He'd hate me if he did. There's know way I'm going to let that happen.' Isabel started drifting off into her own world as Professor Vector began giving the class notes. 'He's just what I thought he'd be, sweet, nice, and very friendly. What was this morning about anyway? Does he really like me? Should I ask him to Hogmeade? Would he even go? Oh, Ron wouldn't like that one bit if he did. I don't understand why Ron hates me so much. I don't think Hermione and him are speaking to each other. I feel bad for her, nothing is going on between me and Ron.'
"Isabel?" Hermione whispered.
No response.
"Isabel!"
Blinking Isabel turned to Hermione glaring. "What?"
"Did you even get any notes down?" Her eyes directing toward the blank paper next to her. "And Professor Vector also gave us an assignment. Gosh what are you so preoccupied with?"
"You wouldn't understand. Okay? Could I copy your notes?" Seeing Hermione's expression she decided against it. "I take that as a no. So what 's the homework." With a grim look on her face Hermione nodded towards the chalkboard and went back to her work. 'She's so uptight about her homework and her notes even. If Ron asked for then she'd yell at him but end up handing them over. They are so perfect for each other. Just like Harry and I. I just need to get him before that Cho Chum girl.' Suddenly a hand grasped her shoulder. Jumping out of her trance she turned around to see Hannah Abbott, just as startled as she was. "What are you doing?"
"Umm.sorry Isabel. I just wanted to tell you that class is over. Hermione already left." Hannah mumbled looking at her feet.
After scanning the room, Isabel stood up. Grabbing her books and muttering a thank you to Hannah she left.
Following Isabel out the door Hannah looked confused. "Isabel where are you going?"
"To class," 'What kind of a question is that' Isabel thought. Hannah's confusion was soon explained.
"That wouldn't make much sense seeing that its lunch, now would it." She grinned. "Isabel? Is there something wrong? You just seem sort of out of it."
"What? Wrong? No, no nothing's wrong," 'Except the fact that I snogged Harry Potter in the Gryffindor Common Room this morning while you were sitting in the Great Hall eating eggs.' She added to herself as she started down the hall, leaving Hannah in the doorway, staring at her obviously not convinced with Isabel's statement. 'What is wrong with everyone? Am I really out of it? Do I daydream more then normal?' Readjusting her books she went on thinking to herself until she was knocked over by one of the least likely people she wanted to talk to.
"Colin, hi." She forced a smile as she kneeled down to reach her books.
"Hello Isabel. Sorry about that. Need help?" His tiny hands started down towards Isabel's diary.
"No Colin!" She cried grabbing it from him. He looked startled and stood up. Her face softened, "I'm sorry. I'm not having a very good day."
Please review! No flames please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. His world is the work of the
wonderful J.K. Rowling!
"Who's out there?" A voice called from the occupied shower stall.
Hermione froze. She knew that voice far to well. Ron. Hermione didn't like taking showers with any boy in the room, but Ron that was far worse than just any guy.
"Hello?" Ron asked again.
"Err, umm, it's Hermione" The water stopped running. Is he coming out? He can't I'm not dressed. Wait he's not dressed, he's naked, totally naked. "Well don't let me stop you." She yelled quickly and jumped into her shower.
"Hermione I don't understand why your mad at me. It happened 2nd year for Merlin's sake." She could hear him walking over towards the mirror. 'Probably brushing his teeth'
"Ron who ever said I was mad at you? Now I would really like taking this shower in peace ok? I don't feel like talking." Taking the shampoo bottle in her hand.
"Fine Hermione don't talk to me. But you can't avoid me forever. I'll see you down at breakfast." She heard the door slam shut. 'It really must be making him mad. What he's mad about I don't understand. Harry and I deserve be the angry ones. He didn't even tell us about this girl. He didn't even tell me.' Ron walked over to his truck and put on a clean pair of boxers and his school uniform. Then hurried down the stairs and out of the portrait hole down to breakfast. He couldn't believe he actually had the nerve to talk to her while she was showering. 'Come on Ron how freaked out do you think she is.'
Walking through the doors of the Great Hall he spot Hermione already sitting next to Ginny. "Ron over here!" Ginny waved, with a grin on her face. Walking very slowly he finally slid down next to Ginny. "Morning." He muttered not making eye contact with either of them. Grabbing a piece of toast he took a large bit.
Looking confused at Ron's behavior Ginny turned began talking to Hermione. "Now Hermione you must tell me what you did to your hair, it looks so shiny today. Doesn't Ron?" She stared at him waiting for an answer.
Ron looked up, what is Ginny talking about Hermione's hair looks normal, like it always does. He just shrugged and sipped his orange juice.
"Well thanks, I just used different shampoo in the shower..." Hermione stopped as she got drenched in juice. The cause: Ron.
"Ron what the heck?" Ginny shrieked, she had got sprayed also.
"Sorry Hermione." He grabbed a napkin, reached over and started wiping her off.
Hermione blushed at Ron cleaning her off. "Ron it's ok, I'll just do a simple drying spell." He dapped her neck. He stopped realizing what he was doing, and where he was doing it. He looked up in her chocolate eyes.
"I..I got to go." With that Ron was off leaving Ginny and a very shocked Hermione behind him.
"Oh smart move Ron. Spit juice on her at the slightest mention of a shower, and you start cleaning her off, dapping at her neck. Why didn't you just go down into her shirt!" Ron mumbled to himself as he walked down the empty corridor. "Harry could have prevented this. He didn't even come downstairs."
In the Common Room Isabel slowly opened her eyes to find Harry right next to her, Am I still dreaming she thought to herself. She looked at her watch. 7:30, better get dressed. She sat up and shook Harry lightly. "Harry. You have an hour and a half to get ready for our first class, now get up." He opened up his eyes, his emerald green color was even more mesmerizing. "Morning."
"Good morning, now get up and get dressed." She stood. "See you down at breakfast."
"OK." Harry rubbed his eyes and flopped the blanket onto the ground. He watched her leave. The strange thing was he didn't want her to go. He's only known her one day and he's already falling asleep next to her. "That's got to be a first." He muttered as he walked into the bathroom. Isabel knew the Common Room would be nearly empty. Everyone was probably down at breakfast. She walked down from her dormitory thinking she'd find Hermione reading God knows what. She hadn't seen her all morning. But as she glanced down the stairs she was very surprised to who was actually waiting for her.
"Harry?" He looked up from his book, which Isabel could see was Quidditch through the Ages. "What are you doing still here? I thought you'd gone down with Ron?"
He smiled up at her. "I thought I'd wait for you."
Isabel made her way down the stairs and across the common room towards Harry. "You were waiting for me? How very sweet of you." He closed his book and stood up. He was a couple inches taller then her.
"No problem." His head was tilted down towards her.
She looked into his sparkling green eyes. "Well thank you very much." She closed her eyes and kissed him on his cheek. But something felt different about it. Opening her eyes she saw it wasn't his cheek, she was kissing it was his lips. 'Oh no! What is he going to think of me now.' About to pull away Isabel felt Harry's right hand on her cheek. She looked, his eyes were closed. Slowly he slid his hand up her back, gently bringing her down onto a sitting position on the couch. Not breaking there kiss. 'I have to be dreaming' Isabel thought. His tongue licked her bottom lip. She slowly parted her lips letting him inside. All thoughts flew out of her head at that moment. Neither one of them heard the portrait hole being opened.
Ron stood looking around the common room. "Everyone must still be down in the Great Hall. What to do?" He walked to a chair and plopped himself down in it. 'Well not everyone I guess.' He gazed at the couple sitting on the couch. 'I wish Hermione and I could be like that. They look so perfect. They also look very familiar.' "Harry?" he whispered. Standing up again he trudged over to them. "Isabel?" It is them! He grabbed Harry by the shoulders and pulled him off of her. "Harry what the hell!"
"Ron? What are you doing here?" Harry looked at Ron then back to Isabel. "Oh this?"
"I should go!" Isabel stood up, grabbing her bag and ran out of the common room.
Ron glared as Harry watched Isabel leave. Then turning his attention to Ron he simply said, "What?"
"What! What!" Ron's face was growing into a very deep shade of maroon by now. "Harry have you totally lost your mind. You heard her before. She might be related to a Death Eater. What were you doing kissing her." Ron yelled.
"I don't know?" Harry admitted looking at the portrait hole, smiling "There's just something about her. I can't put my finger on it."
"And since when have you had such an easy time with girls?"
Harry was beginning to get annoyed. "I told you I don't know! I just feel good around her ok? I don't feel nervous or anything! Just good."
The portrait hole opened again, "Ron? Harry?" Hermione stepped inside to see Harry's eyes on her or rather the portrait. "Harry why weren't you down at breakfast? And why did I see Isabel running out of here so fast?"
Harry turned his head towards Ron, who was still glaring at him and then said quietly, "I wasn't hungry."
"Not for food anyway." Ron hissed.
"Is this like a boys only moment, because if it is I can leave. I honestly wouldn't mind going to the library before class." Hermione questioned.
"Well of course you wouldn't mind it. You practically live there anyway." Ron snapped.
Hermione looked shocked. "Ronald Weasley do not take your angry out on me!"
"No Herm, you don't have to go." Harry plopped down onto the spot where he and Isabel were earlier. He was getting ready for a another famous Ron and Hermione row. Surprisingly it never came.
"OK? And don't call me Herm, Harry." Hermione began. She hated that nickname, Ginny had started it last summer while she was at the Burrow.
"Sorry Hermione." Harry mumbled. Hermione looked at Ron, as if wanting something from him. "Well?" "What?" She glared. "Are you kidding me? I'm not apologizing." "Fine then don't. I'm getting to class. I don't want any more detentions." Grabbing their bags, Ron and Harry slowly followed Hermione back out the hole in the wall.
"Make sure yeh read o'er those notes, on Monday I'll have a real Griffin fer yeh ter see, yeh can't be too careful with them." Hagrid called after the 5th years as they left their Care of the Magical Creatures class. It was only their second week in school and Hagrid still hasn't brought them in one single creature. They have been taking notes on a number of them though.
Isabel froze, "Griffin?" "Yeah Isabel you know part lion part eagle." Hermione stated. "I know what they are Hermione." She retorted. "It's just I mean why is he bringing one in?" "I reckon there probably going to be on the O.W.L.S" Harry suggested. "Well it's off to Divinitation. See you two later." He called as Ron pulled him down the corridor. "Bye Harry." Hermione waved. "Anyway," She turned back to Isabel. "I think Harry's probably right. My guess is there on the O.W.L.S." "Yeah I guess that makes sense. I've been meaning to ask you Hermione, what's up with you and Ron?"
"Ron and I? What do you mean?"
"Well It's just that you took the news pretty hard." Hermione stared
ahead. "About 2nd year." "What do you expect Isabel? Ron lied to both Harry and I." They were quiet for the rest of the way to Arithmancy. Hermione opened the door. "Good afternoon Professor Vector." "Good afternoon too you Ms. Granger and Ms. Ollivander." Professor Vector greeted. "If you all take out a piece of parchment paper, we will start on some notes."
As Hermione and Isabel they opened their bags they pulled out paper, ink, and quills. 'It's strange how Harry is already what I could consider a good friend. I know so much about him, I mean who doesn't, but he knows nothing about me. He'd hate me if he did. There's know way I'm going to let that happen.' Isabel started drifting off into her own world as Professor Vector began giving the class notes. 'He's just what I thought he'd be, sweet, nice, and very friendly. What was this morning about anyway? Does he really like me? Should I ask him to Hogmeade? Would he even go? Oh, Ron wouldn't like that one bit if he did. I don't understand why Ron hates me so much. I don't think Hermione and him are speaking to each other. I feel bad for her, nothing is going on between me and Ron.'
"Isabel?" Hermione whispered.
No response.
"Isabel!"
Blinking Isabel turned to Hermione glaring. "What?"
"Did you even get any notes down?" Her eyes directing toward the blank paper next to her. "And Professor Vector also gave us an assignment. Gosh what are you so preoccupied with?"
"You wouldn't understand. Okay? Could I copy your notes?" Seeing Hermione's expression she decided against it. "I take that as a no. So what 's the homework." With a grim look on her face Hermione nodded towards the chalkboard and went back to her work. 'She's so uptight about her homework and her notes even. If Ron asked for then she'd yell at him but end up handing them over. They are so perfect for each other. Just like Harry and I. I just need to get him before that Cho Chum girl.' Suddenly a hand grasped her shoulder. Jumping out of her trance she turned around to see Hannah Abbott, just as startled as she was. "What are you doing?"
"Umm.sorry Isabel. I just wanted to tell you that class is over. Hermione already left." Hannah mumbled looking at her feet.
After scanning the room, Isabel stood up. Grabbing her books and muttering a thank you to Hannah she left.
Following Isabel out the door Hannah looked confused. "Isabel where are you going?"
"To class," 'What kind of a question is that' Isabel thought. Hannah's confusion was soon explained.
"That wouldn't make much sense seeing that its lunch, now would it." She grinned. "Isabel? Is there something wrong? You just seem sort of out of it."
"What? Wrong? No, no nothing's wrong," 'Except the fact that I snogged Harry Potter in the Gryffindor Common Room this morning while you were sitting in the Great Hall eating eggs.' She added to herself as she started down the hall, leaving Hannah in the doorway, staring at her obviously not convinced with Isabel's statement. 'What is wrong with everyone? Am I really out of it? Do I daydream more then normal?' Readjusting her books she went on thinking to herself until she was knocked over by one of the least likely people she wanted to talk to.
"Colin, hi." She forced a smile as she kneeled down to reach her books.
"Hello Isabel. Sorry about that. Need help?" His tiny hands started down towards Isabel's diary.
"No Colin!" She cried grabbing it from him. He looked startled and stood up. Her face softened, "I'm sorry. I'm not having a very good day."
Please review! No flames please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. His world is the work of the
wonderful J.K. Rowling!