Chapter Seventeen
Late January.
"Honestly, Harry, just do it, you've gone past me around Snape, in your attempts, she's been your best friend since you were eleven years old, the least she'll do is let you down easily!" Neville point blank told Harry.
Harry gave him a pained look, then resolve overcame his features, "Okay, okay, I can do this, right, right, there's nothing to fear, we've been friends since we were eleven, her parents don't hate me, and I can't believe I never realized this before, I faced down frickin Voldemort, and haven't been able to do this! Damn nerves, I'll do it, I will!"
"You go there Harry!" Neville encouraged, "Now get moving she's in her room, now!"
"Hey, why are you ordering me around?"
"I'm older then you, I'm pulling age."
"Fine, fine, here goes, wish me luck."
"O, I do, I really do, I'm sick of your incoherent ramblings, now go!"
He knocked on her door. "Come on in," she called from within.
"Hi, Hermione."
"Hey, Harry! Going to talk coherently now?"
"Yeah," he smiled. "Finally I am. Hermione?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"Willyougooutwithme?" 'Wow, that's the farthest I've ever gotten past will! woohoo!'
"Will you slow down a bit there?"
"Sorry, Will you come out somewhere with me sometime?"
"Are you asking me on a date?"
He nodded earnestly.
"In that case, I'm flattered, absolutely, I'd love to go out with you, Harry."
"Really?" he asked in surprise.
"Really." He engulfed her in a hug.
"Wasn't there a time when you were uncomfortable with this kind of thing, Harry?"
"Yeah, and I usually am, guess the occasion deemed it necessary."
"So, when will we be going on our date?"
"I don't know? After we get settled in at where we're living next?"
"You mean next month then?"
"Sure, absolutely, you name the day, and when you want me to pick you up, or..."
"Slow down there, how about the first friday in febuary?"
"Absolutely."
"Okay then. We should all be settled in by then, shouldn't we?"
"I would hope so, I'm allowed to start moving in on the first, till then, my stuff is going in Ron and Luna's shed."
"So, your going to stay over there then?"
"That's the plan, I just have to finish packing, I guess I should start first of all."
"Procrastinator?"
"Yep, that's me."
"Well, I admit I've been up to the same lately."
"Really, does Ron know this?"
"No, he moved out last week, don't you remember?" Hermione reminded him.
"Is that why I've been able to sleep in our room?"
"I would think and hope so."
"Where's Nev?" Harry asked.
"He finished moving yesterday."
"Where have I been?" Harry asked.
"I don't know, where is it that you go, Harry?"
"The Library, o, and furniture stores and appliance stores."
"What'd you buy?"
"Coffee maker, toaster, microwave...."
"Have a good time?"
"Yeah, got some bargains."
"Bargain hunter are you Harry?"
"Yeah, I don't buy hardly anything unless it's on sale."
"Good idea, and philosophy. What about food?"
"Depends on the type, fresh foods, depends how quick I'm going to use it."
"Did you realize classes start again, Monday?"
"We better get cracking on our packing then."
Harry moved into his new place, a one room flat, with a bathroom, and a balcony. Quite nice, and not insanely priced either. It's not like he needed rooms, or more space, so it was perfectly suited for just Harry.
He sold his mattress and bought a futon, a good one, with a mattress that was actually comfortable, yeah he went against his clearance rule just for that, and he got a Lazi boy for sale price, and a card table, he was set!
Harry started took a shower, dried his hair as best he could with out resorting to a drying charm, then threw on an old pair of jeans, yes Dudley's, along with an old shirt. He did not want to look like a slob later, stains all over from cooking, that wouldn't look good. Though Hermione would most likely not care, but it is there first date, so, he's going for a good impression.
"Will Hermione like this movie? Does Hermione like comedies? Isiah says it's good, the other movies he's in cracks me up, but will she like it?" Harry asked him self aloud.
"I better get started on the cooking." He pulled out chicken, peapods, carrots, broccoli, onions, rice, and sweet and sour and soy sauces.
He started to fry up the chicken, then the vegetables, and threw the rice in a pot, to boil.
Next he pulled out a tablecloth, two of his sets of silverware, plates, and two of the wine glasses he had bought.
After he finished the cooking up the food, he mixed the vegetables and chicken, put in the proper mix of seasonings, and sauces, and put a heating charm on. Also he took the rice off the burner, and put it under a heating charm as well, plus he checked on the bottle of wine, (Remus had given him) if it was cool or not.
Set up the table just right, putting the two extra chairs in the closet. And to top it off he put a candle in the middle.
Next he went back over to the closet and pulled out his white shirt, and a dark pair of trousers. Ironed them and dressed.
Now he was starting to get nervous, it was quarter to eight, the time Hermione was supposed to arrive. His nervousness and panic, started to rise, double time.
"Damn, I wasn't this effin nervous facing Voldemort!" Knock, knock.
"Just a minute," he called to the knocker, knowing full well who it is. He went over to the table and lit the candle with a lighter, before rushing over to open the door.
Hope you all enjoyed that, lets all hope I can get the courage to write the date, after your reviews, please review please.
Yeah I know Autumn, I went with the stir fry, but the other thing has already been mentioned, and who knows might make another appearance. (
Late January.
"Honestly, Harry, just do it, you've gone past me around Snape, in your attempts, she's been your best friend since you were eleven years old, the least she'll do is let you down easily!" Neville point blank told Harry.
Harry gave him a pained look, then resolve overcame his features, "Okay, okay, I can do this, right, right, there's nothing to fear, we've been friends since we were eleven, her parents don't hate me, and I can't believe I never realized this before, I faced down frickin Voldemort, and haven't been able to do this! Damn nerves, I'll do it, I will!"
"You go there Harry!" Neville encouraged, "Now get moving she's in her room, now!"
"Hey, why are you ordering me around?"
"I'm older then you, I'm pulling age."
"Fine, fine, here goes, wish me luck."
"O, I do, I really do, I'm sick of your incoherent ramblings, now go!"
He knocked on her door. "Come on in," she called from within.
"Hi, Hermione."
"Hey, Harry! Going to talk coherently now?"
"Yeah," he smiled. "Finally I am. Hermione?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"Willyougooutwithme?" 'Wow, that's the farthest I've ever gotten past will! woohoo!'
"Will you slow down a bit there?"
"Sorry, Will you come out somewhere with me sometime?"
"Are you asking me on a date?"
He nodded earnestly.
"In that case, I'm flattered, absolutely, I'd love to go out with you, Harry."
"Really?" he asked in surprise.
"Really." He engulfed her in a hug.
"Wasn't there a time when you were uncomfortable with this kind of thing, Harry?"
"Yeah, and I usually am, guess the occasion deemed it necessary."
"So, when will we be going on our date?"
"I don't know? After we get settled in at where we're living next?"
"You mean next month then?"
"Sure, absolutely, you name the day, and when you want me to pick you up, or..."
"Slow down there, how about the first friday in febuary?"
"Absolutely."
"Okay then. We should all be settled in by then, shouldn't we?"
"I would hope so, I'm allowed to start moving in on the first, till then, my stuff is going in Ron and Luna's shed."
"So, your going to stay over there then?"
"That's the plan, I just have to finish packing, I guess I should start first of all."
"Procrastinator?"
"Yep, that's me."
"Well, I admit I've been up to the same lately."
"Really, does Ron know this?"
"No, he moved out last week, don't you remember?" Hermione reminded him.
"Is that why I've been able to sleep in our room?"
"I would think and hope so."
"Where's Nev?" Harry asked.
"He finished moving yesterday."
"Where have I been?" Harry asked.
"I don't know, where is it that you go, Harry?"
"The Library, o, and furniture stores and appliance stores."
"What'd you buy?"
"Coffee maker, toaster, microwave...."
"Have a good time?"
"Yeah, got some bargains."
"Bargain hunter are you Harry?"
"Yeah, I don't buy hardly anything unless it's on sale."
"Good idea, and philosophy. What about food?"
"Depends on the type, fresh foods, depends how quick I'm going to use it."
"Did you realize classes start again, Monday?"
"We better get cracking on our packing then."
Harry moved into his new place, a one room flat, with a bathroom, and a balcony. Quite nice, and not insanely priced either. It's not like he needed rooms, or more space, so it was perfectly suited for just Harry.
He sold his mattress and bought a futon, a good one, with a mattress that was actually comfortable, yeah he went against his clearance rule just for that, and he got a Lazi boy for sale price, and a card table, he was set!
Harry started took a shower, dried his hair as best he could with out resorting to a drying charm, then threw on an old pair of jeans, yes Dudley's, along with an old shirt. He did not want to look like a slob later, stains all over from cooking, that wouldn't look good. Though Hermione would most likely not care, but it is there first date, so, he's going for a good impression.
"Will Hermione like this movie? Does Hermione like comedies? Isiah says it's good, the other movies he's in cracks me up, but will she like it?" Harry asked him self aloud.
"I better get started on the cooking." He pulled out chicken, peapods, carrots, broccoli, onions, rice, and sweet and sour and soy sauces.
He started to fry up the chicken, then the vegetables, and threw the rice in a pot, to boil.
Next he pulled out a tablecloth, two of his sets of silverware, plates, and two of the wine glasses he had bought.
After he finished the cooking up the food, he mixed the vegetables and chicken, put in the proper mix of seasonings, and sauces, and put a heating charm on. Also he took the rice off the burner, and put it under a heating charm as well, plus he checked on the bottle of wine, (Remus had given him) if it was cool or not.
Set up the table just right, putting the two extra chairs in the closet. And to top it off he put a candle in the middle.
Next he went back over to the closet and pulled out his white shirt, and a dark pair of trousers. Ironed them and dressed.
Now he was starting to get nervous, it was quarter to eight, the time Hermione was supposed to arrive. His nervousness and panic, started to rise, double time.
"Damn, I wasn't this effin nervous facing Voldemort!" Knock, knock.
"Just a minute," he called to the knocker, knowing full well who it is. He went over to the table and lit the candle with a lighter, before rushing over to open the door.
Hope you all enjoyed that, lets all hope I can get the courage to write the date, after your reviews, please review please.
Yeah I know Autumn, I went with the stir fry, but the other thing has already been mentioned, and who knows might make another appearance. (