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Harry didn't move. He stared at Sean, not able say anything.
"Well, if I have to marry a guy at least it's him...... what? No! I like girls...... just think of Cho ......Well, he's got nice eyes, and look at those lips..... NO! I'm not gay! I'm a normal guy..... Who just happens to have to marry another normal guy," Harry thought to himself.
"Well are you going to eat your breakfast or not?" asked Sean, noticing the awkward silence.
Harry looked around, and saw the tray of food on the bedside table next to him. "Er, yeah, thanks." Harry faked a smile.
"Yeah, don't mention it." And with that Sean turned, and left the room. Ron came back with a large mouthful of something. He swallowed and looked at Harry.
"Isn't this place great? You should see the foyer! Harry, do you know why we are here, and not the hospital wing? Dumbledore said that you should be the one to tell us."
"Yes, he did. What happened, Harry?" asked Hermione, as she walked though the door, also with a tray of food. "Dumbledore didn't tell us how you even got hurt! You'd think he would have said, right Ron?" Ron nodded his head, and, Harry noticed, was sneaking his hand up the other side of Hermione's back to get a hold of some of the food on her tray.
"Oh, he didn't tell you? Er...." Harry fought with himself to tell them or not.
"Well, they are my best friends, they should know.......but it's kind of embarrassing, and not to mention it's my private life!" Harry thought. "They would have told me, if this had happened to them, right?" Harry looked at their faces.
"I, er.... I just - I was just dehydrated. I passed out because I hadn't eaten or anything like that enough throughout the week......." Harry felt bad lying to them, but what was he supposed to do?
"Really?" asked Hermione with a puzzled look on her face, "I wonder why Dumbledore didn't want to tell us that? Strange........"
Harry shrugged innocently, and began to pick at his food.
"Well Harry, if you had trouble before, you should eat all of your food!" said Hermione, as she dumped some of her food onto Harry's tray. "I don't want to see a crumb left on this plate when I come back!" She swung around, and left the room in the same direction of Sean, Harry noticed. He almost became jealous.
"Harry? Are you mad at Hermione or something?" asked Ron.
"No, why?" Harry asked. Why would he be mad at Hermione?
"Well, the dirty look you just gave her when she left........" said Ron. "Is it because she gave you all that food? I'll help you eat it!" Ron quickly ran to Harry's tray, and started to pick through what he wanted. "Ou sud ty de ebs! Beh esewen!"
"What?" asked Harry. Ron's mouth was too full to understand. He swallowed.
"I said, 'You should try the eggs! They're excellent!' " Harry put some in his mouth.
"Thank you," said a voice from the doorway again. Harry swallowed hard, and he felt his face get hot. Ron nodded 'your welcome'.
"You made these?" asked Harry, trying to sound natural. Sean said yes. "Oh, they're good," said Harry, setting his hands in his lap. He was suddenly uncomfortable eating them.
"Ron.......if you please?" Sean pointed at the door. Ron shrugged and left. Harry felt the need to grab Ron's shirt and pull him back in. Sean closed the door quietly. Harry noted how gentle Sean was with everything.
"I'm quite sure you know who I am," said Sean.
"Yes, you told me. You're Sean."
"No, I mean, what we have to do. You where told, where you not? That's why you are here. Hermione seemed to think something different." Sean sat on the side of the bed.
"You didn't tell her, did you?" Harry began to panic in his head. Sean shook his head 'no'. Harry's heart returned from his throat to his chest, but didn't stay for long.
"I think you should do that yourself," he said, as he put his hand on the blanket where Harry's leg was.
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A/N: yes, yes, I'll get to the kinky stuff next chapter if Ron and Hermione don't break in first...Well, maybe they should?........Buahahaha..and you are all welcome to tell me what you think should happen! I NEED IDEAS..and sorry it's so long again. /o,o\ what can I say? I write in too much detail...
*Hirame* thanks for reviewing! Glad you like it! Please keep on readin!
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Harry didn't move. He stared at Sean, not able say anything.
"Well, if I have to marry a guy at least it's him...... what? No! I like girls...... just think of Cho ......Well, he's got nice eyes, and look at those lips..... NO! I'm not gay! I'm a normal guy..... Who just happens to have to marry another normal guy," Harry thought to himself.
"Well are you going to eat your breakfast or not?" asked Sean, noticing the awkward silence.
Harry looked around, and saw the tray of food on the bedside table next to him. "Er, yeah, thanks." Harry faked a smile.
"Yeah, don't mention it." And with that Sean turned, and left the room. Ron came back with a large mouthful of something. He swallowed and looked at Harry.
"Isn't this place great? You should see the foyer! Harry, do you know why we are here, and not the hospital wing? Dumbledore said that you should be the one to tell us."
"Yes, he did. What happened, Harry?" asked Hermione, as she walked though the door, also with a tray of food. "Dumbledore didn't tell us how you even got hurt! You'd think he would have said, right Ron?" Ron nodded his head, and, Harry noticed, was sneaking his hand up the other side of Hermione's back to get a hold of some of the food on her tray.
"Oh, he didn't tell you? Er...." Harry fought with himself to tell them or not.
"Well, they are my best friends, they should know.......but it's kind of embarrassing, and not to mention it's my private life!" Harry thought. "They would have told me, if this had happened to them, right?" Harry looked at their faces.
"I, er.... I just - I was just dehydrated. I passed out because I hadn't eaten or anything like that enough throughout the week......." Harry felt bad lying to them, but what was he supposed to do?
"Really?" asked Hermione with a puzzled look on her face, "I wonder why Dumbledore didn't want to tell us that? Strange........"
Harry shrugged innocently, and began to pick at his food.
"Well Harry, if you had trouble before, you should eat all of your food!" said Hermione, as she dumped some of her food onto Harry's tray. "I don't want to see a crumb left on this plate when I come back!" She swung around, and left the room in the same direction of Sean, Harry noticed. He almost became jealous.
"Harry? Are you mad at Hermione or something?" asked Ron.
"No, why?" Harry asked. Why would he be mad at Hermione?
"Well, the dirty look you just gave her when she left........" said Ron. "Is it because she gave you all that food? I'll help you eat it!" Ron quickly ran to Harry's tray, and started to pick through what he wanted. "Ou sud ty de ebs! Beh esewen!"
"What?" asked Harry. Ron's mouth was too full to understand. He swallowed.
"I said, 'You should try the eggs! They're excellent!' " Harry put some in his mouth.
"Thank you," said a voice from the doorway again. Harry swallowed hard, and he felt his face get hot. Ron nodded 'your welcome'.
"You made these?" asked Harry, trying to sound natural. Sean said yes. "Oh, they're good," said Harry, setting his hands in his lap. He was suddenly uncomfortable eating them.
"Ron.......if you please?" Sean pointed at the door. Ron shrugged and left. Harry felt the need to grab Ron's shirt and pull him back in. Sean closed the door quietly. Harry noted how gentle Sean was with everything.
"I'm quite sure you know who I am," said Sean.
"Yes, you told me. You're Sean."
"No, I mean, what we have to do. You where told, where you not? That's why you are here. Hermione seemed to think something different." Sean sat on the side of the bed.
"You didn't tell her, did you?" Harry began to panic in his head. Sean shook his head 'no'. Harry's heart returned from his throat to his chest, but didn't stay for long.
"I think you should do that yourself," he said, as he put his hand on the blanket where Harry's leg was.
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A/N: yes, yes, I'll get to the kinky stuff next chapter if Ron and Hermione don't break in first...Well, maybe they should?........Buahahaha..and you are all welcome to tell me what you think should happen! I NEED IDEAS..and sorry it's so long again. /o,o\ what can I say? I write in too much detail...