Three day weekend, here I come! Whoo hoo! But anyways, here's the chapter that took me forever to write, I dunno why, I just didn't know what to do at one part. Oh well.

Oh yeah thx for telling me I was spelling Gryffindor wrong, I thought it looked wrong..........hopefully I spelled it right, right now. ;)

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They walked through the halls and down the staircases silently. The cloak kept them both covered, but inside the air was getting hot and thick. They were on the main floor when they saw Professor Snape and Filch walking around on watch. When the coast was clear, they slipped through the door and outside Hogwarts. They walked to the side of the school until Harry threw the cloak off.

"I wonder why they were out at night," Hermione said, mostly to herself out loud.

"Probably looking for people like us," Harry said, grinning.

He took his wand out and pointed it to the window he left open and called for his broom: Accio Broom! It zoomed out of the window and hovered by Harry's side.

He gripped the handle and took out his Snitch, "Umm, are you sure you just want to watch? I mean, if you want, I can try to, umm..........fit you on too?" Harry asked.

"Well, I think I'd slide off the end," Hermione said, skeptically.

"You could hold on," Harry said bluntly and he swung his leg over his Firebolt.

She wasn't sure the broom could support her, but she wanted to try anyways. She got on behind him. There was barely any handle left to hold on too.

Harry kicked off the ground and surprisingly the broom flew up slowly, with no problem at all. Hermione tried to hold on to the little handle room in front of her, but it was no use. She wobbled and almost slid off sideways and grabbed for Harry's robes.

"I can't stay on!!!" Hermione panicked as they rose higher.

"Well, stop being.........'Hermione' for once and put your hands around me!" He chuckled. Without hesitation (in fear of falling off), she had her arms around his waist.

Harry released his grip from holding the Snitch and it lay there on his palm for a second. Shortly afterwards, it zipped around them and darted between the Hogwarts towers.

He took off with as much speed like he would in his Quidditch games, but after a cry from Hermione, he slowed it down a bit. Every once in a while that he caught eye on the Snitch, he sped up, just to scare Hermione a little. The faster he got, the tighter she clung on. So evidently, he kept doing it.

She had started to sweat when they lifted off the safe, solid round, but the wind whipping at her face had cooled her off. She knew she was making Harry go a lot slower that he would usually go. At this speed they would never catch up with the Snitch.

"You can speed up, now that I'm holding on, you know?" Hermione commented, acting cool, when really this whole heights thing was making her flip.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Ha asked turning around to make sure she wasn't pale or green in the face. The wind had blown her hair back away from her pink cheeks. He tried not to stare at her brilliant eyes.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," Se said and she pointed to the Snitch zooming above them. It looked like a planet silhouetted against the stars and the black nothingness. He made sure she was holding on and in a split second, he swerved his broom upward. He took less than a minute to catch the Snitch; he had become such an advanced Seeker over the years.

He stuck the Snitch back in his robe pocket and descended down towards the earth. He let Hermione get off first, then himself.

"Your hair is a mess," Harry said, as she ran her fingers through it to get it back to normal.

"Like yours is any better," She smiled and she picked up the Invisibility Cloak they had left neatly folded on the ground. She gave it to Harry and tried to smooth out his messy, stubborn hair. No use, but she didn't care. He put his hand on her cheek, knowing that being outside alone in the middle of the might was the perfect time to kiss her. She leaned in wanting the same thing. Harry held back though, just when he heard something near by.

"What? What is it?" Hermione asked, looking behind her.

"Get under the cloak," And he threw the thin cloak over their heads.

They waited a minute or two. Nothing.

"Harry, I don't hear anything," She said.

"Yeah, maybe there isn't anything," He mumbled, feeling stupid.

She had wanted him to kiss her earlier, before they got under the cloak. He was still looking around cautiously, his wand in one hand, the broom in another, and the Snitch in his pocket. This was perfect. If anyone was out there, who would see them now? She turned to him and he seemed to notice. Now all she had to do was to have the guts to kiss his again.

He stopped looking around and looked at her eager eyes wanting to embrace him. She took his Firebolt from him and obviously couldn't wait any longer.

Her lips were on his and he was infatuated with being near her, or touching her skin. He blindly reached up to her face while their mouths were locked. A burning numbness went through him at every movement they made. Maybe, maybe we're going too fast, he thought. Too fast? He had known her for how long? It felt like hours as they silently 'whispered' intimately through their lips, hoping the other one realized how much they loved one another.

Harry forgot all about what he heard.........until he heard it again. His brain forced himself to stop and think about anything besides Hermione.

"I swear, that time I heard something," He whispered.

"Harry, I really---wait, I just did," She flashed her eyes around, not moving, "Someone's out here."

Se looked down at the ground, "Harry, your leg," She hissed and he noticed the cloak wasn't covering half of his leg. He adjusted it to become fully invisible but he was too late.

The cloak was snatched off, visible to any eyes that stood in front of them.