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~Oh, What Will The New Year Bring? Chapter 15~
Last time we left off with Harry crashing in Hermione's room
Now we continue with the next morning...
~Chapter 15~
"Harry? Ron, Luna is Harry in there?" Neville pleaded as they emerged from Ron and Harry's room.
"No, he's not, why?"
"Cause I don't know where he is, did he make it back here, last night?"
"I have no idea, why? Did he go home with his date?"
"GOD NO, he left well before her, quite miraculously that he didn't fall down, too, he was very intoxicated."
"Then how did he leave?"
"That's the problem I don't know how, or where he went, I really hope he's not out there in a gutter somewhere," a clap of thunder and lightening, "out in that!"
While that's going on, Luna, sees that Hermione's door is slightly ajar, and investigates... she finds Harry sprawled out on his stomach on Hermione's bed.
"Ron, Neville."
"Just a minute we're trying to figure out the best way to find Harry."
"Well stop, I found him."
"WHERE?"
"Hermione's room."
Ron shakes his head as the panic receded from Neville's features.
November turned into December, winter started, bringing the snow along with it, Hermione would be home soon, days, possibly a week before Christmas.
A week before Christmas, Hermione arrived at the flat early in the morning, quietly coming in, to be greeted by Ron and Luna eating breakfast.
"Good morning, Ron, Luna, how's it been?"
"Morning Hermione," Luna replied dreamily.
"Hermione! Your back! Harry'll be happy, will you let him use your contudor so he doesn't always go to the library? I'd like to see him once in a while," he greeted as he hugged his best friend.
"Of course, all he had to do was ask."
"I told him that," Ron replied as Luna watched his antics amused.
"It was a long flight I'm going to go to sleep, night."
"Good night in the morning Hermione," Luna replied.
Hermione walked with her bags and opened her door and entered to find, "Harry, what are you doing?" She asked aloud, Harry sleeping away on her bed, she put her bags down and went back into the kitchen.
"Ron, can I go sleep in yours and Harry's room?"
"Why?"
"Harry's in my bed. Do you know why?"
"No idea, Luna found him there after he got drunk one night, he went on a horrible blind date with this wretched muggle. From Neville's description it was so bad, that he got drunk to distract himself, it sounds like."
"Can I sleep in your room?"
"Yeah, sleep in Harry's bed, I don't think it's been used since early fall, late summer."
"Why?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright, see you later."
"Good night, Hermione."
"Have a nice sleep, Hermione, don't end up awake all night now," Luna advised.
Hermione's alarm clock went off at 8:30, waking Harry up, He had to get to his exam.
He got up, picked up his clothes from the previous day and walked across the living room to his room, to change into clothes for the new day. He pulled out a pair of green cargo pants, a undershirt, fresh boxers and the Wings jersey, Isiah had given him for his birthday, and started to get dressed.
He was just putting on his pants when he heard the movement of sheets, blankets and a bed behind him, and turned around coming face to face with, "Hermione!" He immediately hugged her, forgetting his present state of being half dressed.
She hugged back, "Great to see you too, Harry, why were you in my room?"
"Well, cause I didn't want to sleep on the couch."
"Why would you sleep on the couch?"
"Cause, well, Ron and Luna are always in here."
"Ah! I see, why don't they go to her flat?"
"Ginny's there, remember."
"Now I do, I see, why are you up so early?"
"Chemistry exam."
"Chemistry! That's a muggle subject."
"Duh, I know, I've been taking some classes at a muggle university."
"I'm shocked!"
"Why?"
"You taking more school, and things you don't have to at that!"
"Oh well, I was bored." He looked down at himself, "I've got to go to the loo."
"I see," as she followed him out of his room.
Harry went on to the loo and came out dressed, well, mostly.
"Harry."
"What Hermione?"
"Um... Your flys open."
He got an immensely embarressed look on his face and said, "Thanks for not letting me go outside like that."
"Your welcome, where's Neville anyway?"
"He's probably at Liz's."
"Ah, his girlfriend right?"
"On the dot."
"When do you have to be in class?"
"By nine-thirty, that's when the exam starts."
"Good luck."
"Thanks, I'm going to need it, Hogwarts didn't help my arithmatic skills."
"Do you have a calculator?"
"Yes, and it's a lifesaver!"
He was about to head out the door, with his bag over his shoulder, when Hermione called, "Aren't you going to have breakfast before your exam?"
"I wasn't planning on it, but it's probably a good idea." He ran into the kitchen, poured out a mug of coffee in a to go mug, popped a bagle into the toaster, and pulled out the cream cheese, waited the few minutes for his bagle, topped it off with cream cheese, "See ya later, Hermione."
"Bye Harry," she called back laughing.
Harry got home from his last exam at five, "Hi Harry, what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"Sitting around, maybe catch a football match on the telly, read a book, lay around for awhile, no more school till the end of January, actually I have no idea what I'm doing, why?"
"Would you like to come to dinner with me?"
"Where to?"
"My parents."
"Do you think they'd like me much, have you seen me lately?"
"Yeah, your look has completely changed, the hair, well, it shocked me, but didn't faze me, just thought you were going for the Sirius freshly escaped from Azkaban look."
"Hey! Leave me alone, I was bored, and my roommate suggested it so I thought what the hell, this or green hair."
"Gre, gre, green hair, really Harry, now that is hilarious."
"Thank you, I aim to please you," he playfully shot back.
"Then you'll come?"
"Do you remember the last time I went to a holiday with your family?"
"Yes, last Christmas, why?"
"Don't you remember the interrogation I was put through by your cousin?"
"He was probably drunk, don't take it seriously, Harry, please come?"
He gave her a why, why look.
"Please Harry, I am your best friend, please?"
He couldn't resist any longer and gave in, "Yes, I'll come along," he agreed reluctently. "How should I dress?"
"Casually, just a little get together of family and friends, or so my mum said."
"Are blue jeans, alright?"
"A bit more formal then that Harry."
"Okay, alright, I'll dress up for your get together at your parents, but if I'm cornered by another cousin..."
"I'll come in and save the day."
"You promise?"
"Yes Harry, I promise."
Ron had watched the entire previous scene, so cornered Harry, a little while later, when Harry came in there room for a sweatshirt, "Harry, I know."
"What? What do you know?"
"I know how you feel, I know what you feel for a certain someone, especially after you caved so quickly to her pleadings."
"You've lost me pal."
"You like Hermione."
Harry gave him an increduious look. "Yo... your joking, right?" he said worridly.
"Nope, not a chance mate."
"Your not going to say anything?"
"Can't I drop hints?"
"NO!"
"You have to make a move one of these days Harry, you've been trapped here for years, the state your in."
"Fine I'll ask her out, okay? Will that help?"
"Hopefully. Have fun tomorrow," he smiled sardonically.
"Sure," and he headed out with his sweatshirt muttering, "One of these days."
"What was that," Ron yelled after him.
"Nothing," he casually replied.
The next evening, Harry dressed casually, as usual, not making any extra efforts, because he didn't want to make Hermione suspicious! Suspicious of what, now, does she have any idea, at all? NO! Does he? Not a one!
Back to Harry's dressing habits, he dressed in black dress pants and a white shirt, nothing out of the ordinary at all, heck you might think he was some office employee who had lost his blazer, or even a Hogwarts student minus the sweater and tie.
Hermione dressed simply as well, a red sweater and black skirt.
"Are you ready Hermione?"
"Of course she's not ready Harry, she's a woman."
"Actually Ron, I am ready," Hermione replied as she emerged from her room.
Ron just glared at her.
"Ready to go Harry?"
"Sure, there not going to kill me? Or interrogate me are they? I have no idea what's been going on with you, ah!"
Eveyone gave him a funny look, "Harry, quit going spastic."
"Okay, I'm good."
~~~~~~~~If you were wondering what the hecks wrong with me the fashion clueless teenage girl, I'm hyped on Vanilla coke, yeah it's the middle of the night Saturday and I'm blaring music cause it drowns out the drip drip drip of the water coming through everyroom in my apartment but mine and the bathroom, boy am I glad I'll be moving in a few months. Review, now you obviously know I'll be continueing and if you'd like the story to contiunue, review it so I have some confidence that yeah someone is indeed reading it, if you don't I have no confidence in that, got it? Good. Thanks to the reviewers of the last chapter!
Dictionaries are fun!
Okay opinions people, shall I:
a) Do the dinner thing, which I have no idea what to do or why I did it.
Or b) Skip straight to Christmas, and beyond, with a few shocks....?
Either way the surprises are coming, woohoo!
My beta reader is still alive! Yay!
And I got a new beta as well!
Well this is another unbetaed chapter, maybe I should give up on them.
Not yet I won't cause I just got the new one last week.
Okay want to read a different story? Something not your run of the mill fanfic? Read my fic, called Untitled, and that's just cause I couldn't think of a title
Chapter 16 has been started about 3 pages so far, a has been started and b's coming so, oh well.
Review please. Please, I wrote this all last week when I was crazy on vanilla coke as the note says. And please please review
~Oh, What Will The New Year Bring? Chapter 15~
Last time we left off with Harry crashing in Hermione's room
Now we continue with the next morning...
~Chapter 15~
"Harry? Ron, Luna is Harry in there?" Neville pleaded as they emerged from Ron and Harry's room.
"No, he's not, why?"
"Cause I don't know where he is, did he make it back here, last night?"
"I have no idea, why? Did he go home with his date?"
"GOD NO, he left well before her, quite miraculously that he didn't fall down, too, he was very intoxicated."
"Then how did he leave?"
"That's the problem I don't know how, or where he went, I really hope he's not out there in a gutter somewhere," a clap of thunder and lightening, "out in that!"
While that's going on, Luna, sees that Hermione's door is slightly ajar, and investigates... she finds Harry sprawled out on his stomach on Hermione's bed.
"Ron, Neville."
"Just a minute we're trying to figure out the best way to find Harry."
"Well stop, I found him."
"WHERE?"
"Hermione's room."
Ron shakes his head as the panic receded from Neville's features.
November turned into December, winter started, bringing the snow along with it, Hermione would be home soon, days, possibly a week before Christmas.
A week before Christmas, Hermione arrived at the flat early in the morning, quietly coming in, to be greeted by Ron and Luna eating breakfast.
"Good morning, Ron, Luna, how's it been?"
"Morning Hermione," Luna replied dreamily.
"Hermione! Your back! Harry'll be happy, will you let him use your contudor so he doesn't always go to the library? I'd like to see him once in a while," he greeted as he hugged his best friend.
"Of course, all he had to do was ask."
"I told him that," Ron replied as Luna watched his antics amused.
"It was a long flight I'm going to go to sleep, night."
"Good night in the morning Hermione," Luna replied.
Hermione walked with her bags and opened her door and entered to find, "Harry, what are you doing?" She asked aloud, Harry sleeping away on her bed, she put her bags down and went back into the kitchen.
"Ron, can I go sleep in yours and Harry's room?"
"Why?"
"Harry's in my bed. Do you know why?"
"No idea, Luna found him there after he got drunk one night, he went on a horrible blind date with this wretched muggle. From Neville's description it was so bad, that he got drunk to distract himself, it sounds like."
"Can I sleep in your room?"
"Yeah, sleep in Harry's bed, I don't think it's been used since early fall, late summer."
"Why?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright, see you later."
"Good night, Hermione."
"Have a nice sleep, Hermione, don't end up awake all night now," Luna advised.
Hermione's alarm clock went off at 8:30, waking Harry up, He had to get to his exam.
He got up, picked up his clothes from the previous day and walked across the living room to his room, to change into clothes for the new day. He pulled out a pair of green cargo pants, a undershirt, fresh boxers and the Wings jersey, Isiah had given him for his birthday, and started to get dressed.
He was just putting on his pants when he heard the movement of sheets, blankets and a bed behind him, and turned around coming face to face with, "Hermione!" He immediately hugged her, forgetting his present state of being half dressed.
She hugged back, "Great to see you too, Harry, why were you in my room?"
"Well, cause I didn't want to sleep on the couch."
"Why would you sleep on the couch?"
"Cause, well, Ron and Luna are always in here."
"Ah! I see, why don't they go to her flat?"
"Ginny's there, remember."
"Now I do, I see, why are you up so early?"
"Chemistry exam."
"Chemistry! That's a muggle subject."
"Duh, I know, I've been taking some classes at a muggle university."
"I'm shocked!"
"Why?"
"You taking more school, and things you don't have to at that!"
"Oh well, I was bored." He looked down at himself, "I've got to go to the loo."
"I see," as she followed him out of his room.
Harry went on to the loo and came out dressed, well, mostly.
"Harry."
"What Hermione?"
"Um... Your flys open."
He got an immensely embarressed look on his face and said, "Thanks for not letting me go outside like that."
"Your welcome, where's Neville anyway?"
"He's probably at Liz's."
"Ah, his girlfriend right?"
"On the dot."
"When do you have to be in class?"
"By nine-thirty, that's when the exam starts."
"Good luck."
"Thanks, I'm going to need it, Hogwarts didn't help my arithmatic skills."
"Do you have a calculator?"
"Yes, and it's a lifesaver!"
He was about to head out the door, with his bag over his shoulder, when Hermione called, "Aren't you going to have breakfast before your exam?"
"I wasn't planning on it, but it's probably a good idea." He ran into the kitchen, poured out a mug of coffee in a to go mug, popped a bagle into the toaster, and pulled out the cream cheese, waited the few minutes for his bagle, topped it off with cream cheese, "See ya later, Hermione."
"Bye Harry," she called back laughing.
Harry got home from his last exam at five, "Hi Harry, what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"Sitting around, maybe catch a football match on the telly, read a book, lay around for awhile, no more school till the end of January, actually I have no idea what I'm doing, why?"
"Would you like to come to dinner with me?"
"Where to?"
"My parents."
"Do you think they'd like me much, have you seen me lately?"
"Yeah, your look has completely changed, the hair, well, it shocked me, but didn't faze me, just thought you were going for the Sirius freshly escaped from Azkaban look."
"Hey! Leave me alone, I was bored, and my roommate suggested it so I thought what the hell, this or green hair."
"Gre, gre, green hair, really Harry, now that is hilarious."
"Thank you, I aim to please you," he playfully shot back.
"Then you'll come?"
"Do you remember the last time I went to a holiday with your family?"
"Yes, last Christmas, why?"
"Don't you remember the interrogation I was put through by your cousin?"
"He was probably drunk, don't take it seriously, Harry, please come?"
He gave her a why, why look.
"Please Harry, I am your best friend, please?"
He couldn't resist any longer and gave in, "Yes, I'll come along," he agreed reluctently. "How should I dress?"
"Casually, just a little get together of family and friends, or so my mum said."
"Are blue jeans, alright?"
"A bit more formal then that Harry."
"Okay, alright, I'll dress up for your get together at your parents, but if I'm cornered by another cousin..."
"I'll come in and save the day."
"You promise?"
"Yes Harry, I promise."
Ron had watched the entire previous scene, so cornered Harry, a little while later, when Harry came in there room for a sweatshirt, "Harry, I know."
"What? What do you know?"
"I know how you feel, I know what you feel for a certain someone, especially after you caved so quickly to her pleadings."
"You've lost me pal."
"You like Hermione."
Harry gave him an increduious look. "Yo... your joking, right?" he said worridly.
"Nope, not a chance mate."
"Your not going to say anything?"
"Can't I drop hints?"
"NO!"
"You have to make a move one of these days Harry, you've been trapped here for years, the state your in."
"Fine I'll ask her out, okay? Will that help?"
"Hopefully. Have fun tomorrow," he smiled sardonically.
"Sure," and he headed out with his sweatshirt muttering, "One of these days."
"What was that," Ron yelled after him.
"Nothing," he casually replied.
The next evening, Harry dressed casually, as usual, not making any extra efforts, because he didn't want to make Hermione suspicious! Suspicious of what, now, does she have any idea, at all? NO! Does he? Not a one!
Back to Harry's dressing habits, he dressed in black dress pants and a white shirt, nothing out of the ordinary at all, heck you might think he was some office employee who had lost his blazer, or even a Hogwarts student minus the sweater and tie.
Hermione dressed simply as well, a red sweater and black skirt.
"Are you ready Hermione?"
"Of course she's not ready Harry, she's a woman."
"Actually Ron, I am ready," Hermione replied as she emerged from her room.
Ron just glared at her.
"Ready to go Harry?"
"Sure, there not going to kill me? Or interrogate me are they? I have no idea what's been going on with you, ah!"
Eveyone gave him a funny look, "Harry, quit going spastic."
"Okay, I'm good."
~~~~~~~~If you were wondering what the hecks wrong with me the fashion clueless teenage girl, I'm hyped on Vanilla coke, yeah it's the middle of the night Saturday and I'm blaring music cause it drowns out the drip drip drip of the water coming through everyroom in my apartment but mine and the bathroom, boy am I glad I'll be moving in a few months. Review, now you obviously know I'll be continueing and if you'd like the story to contiunue, review it so I have some confidence that yeah someone is indeed reading it, if you don't I have no confidence in that, got it? Good. Thanks to the reviewers of the last chapter!
Dictionaries are fun!
Okay opinions people, shall I:
a) Do the dinner thing, which I have no idea what to do or why I did it.
Or b) Skip straight to Christmas, and beyond, with a few shocks....?
Either way the surprises are coming, woohoo!
My beta reader is still alive! Yay!
And I got a new beta as well!
Well this is another unbetaed chapter, maybe I should give up on them.
Not yet I won't cause I just got the new one last week.
Okay want to read a different story? Something not your run of the mill fanfic? Read my fic, called Untitled, and that's just cause I couldn't think of a title
Chapter 16 has been started about 3 pages so far, a has been started and b's coming so, oh well.
Review please. Please, I wrote this all last week when I was crazy on vanilla coke as the note says. And please please review