Chapter 2: The Talk
Stacy was waiting under the tree. When Harry saw her, he told Ron that he would meet him in the common room.
"Alright, see you Harry." Ron called out as he walked back to the castle.
Stacy's voice drifter over the shadows. "Is that you, Harry?"
"I'm here." he replied.
"Good." She came out of the shadows. Harry gasped when he beheld her in the twilight. She had put her hair up in an elegant knot on top of her head and put on just enough make up to accent her features to something stunning.
"You look beautiful." Harry said it with feeling.
"Thank you. You look pretty good yourself considering you just got off a broomstick. I like your hair like that, all windswept. Follow me." she beckoned for him to follow her into the shadows.
Stacy pulled out her wand. "I'm gonna put a spell around this tree so no one will see or hear us, cuz I think your friend Ron is in those bushes listening in. This has to be private."
The spell finished, Stacy sat down next to Harry and took his hand.
"Harry?"
"Ya?"
"I know that you like me a lot, and I'm sorry I yelled at you this morning, but I wasn't expecting it." she told him.
"I told Hermione, and, I guess...well...I thought that she would tell you. But I guess she didn't. I'm sorry." he concluded.
"Why are you sorry? I'm the one that should be sorry! I humiliated you in front of the whole common room."
"It's all right. In fourth year, the Triwizard Tournament was here, and I got entered, even though I was too young. Moody's imposter put my name down. I was humiliated in front of the whole school, and Ron didn't believe me when I said I didn't put my name down. Trust me, this was nothing compared to that."
"Oh, I didn't know." she confided shyly. "That's ok, how would you know? You're new here." Harry reassured her.
She snuggled in closer and put her head on his shoulder and began to cry.
"Stacy!" he cried, alarmed. "What's wrong?"
"It's just....leaving my old school.....coming here.....meeting you.....you always flirting with me....." At this Harry smiled sheepishly. "-so much work to do.....I like you....."
"You do?" Harry asked quietly.
"Yes, I do."
"That's always good to know."
"It's just, my old boyfriend took advantage of me, and I haven't trusted any boy since. And that was 2 years ago. Before I came here, my guy friend tried to ask me out, but I was still really scared, cuz it was his best friend that did it. And I was so scared that I kicked him hard enough to send him to St. Mungo's. That's when I transferred here, and I'm glad I did." Stacy explained.
"I'm glad you did, too." Harry whispered in her ear, and he put his arms around her and held her a long time, just listening to the night sounds.
"We should go back to the common room now." Stacy said after awhile. "I still have to do some stupid Potions essay and I need Hermione's help." she stood and helped Harry up.
"Thanks for listening, Harry. I'm not saying no, but show me that you can respect me, and I'll always be there." her eyes were cold as she said it.
"I swear by my Firebolt that I will always respect you, no matter what." Stacy grinned and her eyes became dreamy once more.
"Let's go back." They walked back hand in hand to Gryffindor Tower, both grinning in spite of themselves, that they finally got the one person that they had been longing for.
Stacy was waiting under the tree. When Harry saw her, he told Ron that he would meet him in the common room.
"Alright, see you Harry." Ron called out as he walked back to the castle.
Stacy's voice drifter over the shadows. "Is that you, Harry?"
"I'm here." he replied.
"Good." She came out of the shadows. Harry gasped when he beheld her in the twilight. She had put her hair up in an elegant knot on top of her head and put on just enough make up to accent her features to something stunning.
"You look beautiful." Harry said it with feeling.
"Thank you. You look pretty good yourself considering you just got off a broomstick. I like your hair like that, all windswept. Follow me." she beckoned for him to follow her into the shadows.
Stacy pulled out her wand. "I'm gonna put a spell around this tree so no one will see or hear us, cuz I think your friend Ron is in those bushes listening in. This has to be private."
The spell finished, Stacy sat down next to Harry and took his hand.
"Harry?"
"Ya?"
"I know that you like me a lot, and I'm sorry I yelled at you this morning, but I wasn't expecting it." she told him.
"I told Hermione, and, I guess...well...I thought that she would tell you. But I guess she didn't. I'm sorry." he concluded.
"Why are you sorry? I'm the one that should be sorry! I humiliated you in front of the whole common room."
"It's all right. In fourth year, the Triwizard Tournament was here, and I got entered, even though I was too young. Moody's imposter put my name down. I was humiliated in front of the whole school, and Ron didn't believe me when I said I didn't put my name down. Trust me, this was nothing compared to that."
"Oh, I didn't know." she confided shyly. "That's ok, how would you know? You're new here." Harry reassured her.
She snuggled in closer and put her head on his shoulder and began to cry.
"Stacy!" he cried, alarmed. "What's wrong?"
"It's just....leaving my old school.....coming here.....meeting you.....you always flirting with me....." At this Harry smiled sheepishly. "-so much work to do.....I like you....."
"You do?" Harry asked quietly.
"Yes, I do."
"That's always good to know."
"It's just, my old boyfriend took advantage of me, and I haven't trusted any boy since. And that was 2 years ago. Before I came here, my guy friend tried to ask me out, but I was still really scared, cuz it was his best friend that did it. And I was so scared that I kicked him hard enough to send him to St. Mungo's. That's when I transferred here, and I'm glad I did." Stacy explained.
"I'm glad you did, too." Harry whispered in her ear, and he put his arms around her and held her a long time, just listening to the night sounds.
"We should go back to the common room now." Stacy said after awhile. "I still have to do some stupid Potions essay and I need Hermione's help." she stood and helped Harry up.
"Thanks for listening, Harry. I'm not saying no, but show me that you can respect me, and I'll always be there." her eyes were cold as she said it.
"I swear by my Firebolt that I will always respect you, no matter what." Stacy grinned and her eyes became dreamy once more.
"Let's go back." They walked back hand in hand to Gryffindor Tower, both grinning in spite of themselves, that they finally got the one person that they had been longing for.