Blue Eyes
Declaimer: I DO NOT OWN IT and to sue me would be stupid. I do own Bridget.
Promises
Bridget just got out of the girls' bathrooms with only a towel on. She was looking at a muggle fashion magazine when she heard the sounds of quills.
"What the f-"Reporters surrounded her.
"Miss Malfoy please what magazine are you reading"
"V-vogue why?" they all started to laugh.
"What is so funny, why are you writing, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" at that a reporter took her picture.
"Do we here wedding bells Miss Malfoy?" Bridget just realized why they were there, they knew about Harry and her.
"Shit" she mumbled then started to run away and they all followed.
"Miss Malfoy just one more question, did you two have sex?" at that Bridget came to a grinding halt and was walking toward the person who said it when she was yanked into a room almost leaving her towel behind.
"What the fuck let-go-of-me!" seeing a familiar face, "Oh thank god its you 'Moine." Bridget said hugging her friend.
"Bridget someone tipped them off that you and Harry were dating"
"Really?" Bridget said sarcastically. Hermoine pointed to a picture on a wall and whispered the password; Bridget was too busy looking at her surroundings.
"Typical." Bridget muttered
"Excuse me?"
"Leave it to Hermoine to hide me in the library." Bridget said with a smile and then they both giggled and walked into the picture.
Bridget walked in first and saw Harry, she ran into his arms and they shared a passionate kiss.
Hermoine always said when the two first looked into each other's eyes is when they fell in love, when green met blue.
"Hey baby, I like the outfit."
"Oh shut up, you." She said blushing slightly. "What do they want me, its not like I did anything."
"Yes you did." Harry and Hermoine said in unison.
"What would that be?"
"Sacked Harry Potter." Ron said stepping through the portrait hole.
"Oh, but still. Oh shit I don't have and clothes." Bridget said just realizing she was in a room with only a towel on and wet skin and 2 boys with her.
"I think you're a little over dressed." Ron said and Harry scowled tucking Bridget under his arm.
"Fuck we're late for class." Hermoine said rushing out the door and Ron followed.
Bridget went to step out but Harry stopped her and they pulled into a kiss soft, then rough. Harry began to push up on her and she could fell his erection and all of the sudden Bridget dropped her towel and Harry began to suck on her breast.
"H-Harry." Bridget said moaning, "Harry you have to stop please. Oh god it feels so good!"
"That is how it is supposed to feel."
"I know but my promise. Oh fuck my promise, Harry stop." Bridget was getting frustrated and Harry could tell so he let go of her.
"What promise?" Bridget showed him a ring, "Oh promise ring. Fuck, Bridget, why do you have to be so good all the time I am dying here."
"I am sorry Harry." Bridget said with tears in her eyes.
"No I sorry if I wasn't such an arse, here take my shirt and get back to your dorm, I'll walk you."
"Thanks sweets." Bridget said and with that they walked out the portrait hole to meet a sea of reporters
"What the hell did they multiply!?" Bridget said whispering in Harry's ear. All he could do was smile.
Harry stood up straight and with a booming voice said, "One and only one interview with the two of us together, today at 4 near the lake."
"Together, what's the matter Potter don't want her to think for herself. Bridget I see your wearing a man's shirt you and Potter have a little fun?" Bridget took a step back almost in tears. 'What kind of question is that? That is our business.' Harry pushed his way through to the voice and pulled out his wand and mumbled, "One two three." With that the little man scurried away.
"Any one else?" Harry said almost in fury They all shook their heads.
"Well what the hell are you still doing here. GO NOW." Harry barked. They all went away.
"So 'bout that promise, does it include kissing?" Harry said jokingly pulling Bridget into a deep kiss and they both headed for the dungeons.
Declaimer: I DO NOT OWN IT and to sue me would be stupid. I do own Bridget.
Promises
Bridget just got out of the girls' bathrooms with only a towel on. She was looking at a muggle fashion magazine when she heard the sounds of quills.
"What the f-"Reporters surrounded her.
"Miss Malfoy please what magazine are you reading"
"V-vogue why?" they all started to laugh.
"What is so funny, why are you writing, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" at that a reporter took her picture.
"Do we here wedding bells Miss Malfoy?" Bridget just realized why they were there, they knew about Harry and her.
"Shit" she mumbled then started to run away and they all followed.
"Miss Malfoy just one more question, did you two have sex?" at that Bridget came to a grinding halt and was walking toward the person who said it when she was yanked into a room almost leaving her towel behind.
"What the fuck let-go-of-me!" seeing a familiar face, "Oh thank god its you 'Moine." Bridget said hugging her friend.
"Bridget someone tipped them off that you and Harry were dating"
"Really?" Bridget said sarcastically. Hermoine pointed to a picture on a wall and whispered the password; Bridget was too busy looking at her surroundings.
"Typical." Bridget muttered
"Excuse me?"
"Leave it to Hermoine to hide me in the library." Bridget said with a smile and then they both giggled and walked into the picture.
Bridget walked in first and saw Harry, she ran into his arms and they shared a passionate kiss.
Hermoine always said when the two first looked into each other's eyes is when they fell in love, when green met blue.
"Hey baby, I like the outfit."
"Oh shut up, you." She said blushing slightly. "What do they want me, its not like I did anything."
"Yes you did." Harry and Hermoine said in unison.
"What would that be?"
"Sacked Harry Potter." Ron said stepping through the portrait hole.
"Oh, but still. Oh shit I don't have and clothes." Bridget said just realizing she was in a room with only a towel on and wet skin and 2 boys with her.
"I think you're a little over dressed." Ron said and Harry scowled tucking Bridget under his arm.
"Fuck we're late for class." Hermoine said rushing out the door and Ron followed.
Bridget went to step out but Harry stopped her and they pulled into a kiss soft, then rough. Harry began to push up on her and she could fell his erection and all of the sudden Bridget dropped her towel and Harry began to suck on her breast.
"H-Harry." Bridget said moaning, "Harry you have to stop please. Oh god it feels so good!"
"That is how it is supposed to feel."
"I know but my promise. Oh fuck my promise, Harry stop." Bridget was getting frustrated and Harry could tell so he let go of her.
"What promise?" Bridget showed him a ring, "Oh promise ring. Fuck, Bridget, why do you have to be so good all the time I am dying here."
"I am sorry Harry." Bridget said with tears in her eyes.
"No I sorry if I wasn't such an arse, here take my shirt and get back to your dorm, I'll walk you."
"Thanks sweets." Bridget said and with that they walked out the portrait hole to meet a sea of reporters
"What the hell did they multiply!?" Bridget said whispering in Harry's ear. All he could do was smile.
Harry stood up straight and with a booming voice said, "One and only one interview with the two of us together, today at 4 near the lake."
"Together, what's the matter Potter don't want her to think for herself. Bridget I see your wearing a man's shirt you and Potter have a little fun?" Bridget took a step back almost in tears. 'What kind of question is that? That is our business.' Harry pushed his way through to the voice and pulled out his wand and mumbled, "One two three." With that the little man scurried away.
"Any one else?" Harry said almost in fury They all shook their heads.
"Well what the hell are you still doing here. GO NOW." Harry barked. They all went away.
"So 'bout that promise, does it include kissing?" Harry said jokingly pulling Bridget into a deep kiss and they both headed for the dungeons.