Love and Scars
"Harris!" Hermione kicked open his office door to find him looking through papers and grading them.
"Hermione!" he snapped surprised by her appearance, "Why are you up at this time?"
"Someone was turned!" She screamed, "It was Tom Thatch I sit on the other side of the room to him in DADA, well I used to!"
"How? When?"
"I think he was turned a couple of hours ago, he's been biting owls, sucking um dry"
"And then what happened?"
"I found him, fought him, killed him" she didn't seem upset before but then this sort of thing wasn't new.
"Are you okay?" he asked worried about her.
"I'm fine, but you look like you need some sleep" she looked into his eyes, why did he have to be cute, he was like, twenty years older than her but so damn cute. He seemed to be looking at her differently than normal, he realised he was looking at her and turned to his desk and continued grading papers.
"Uh, you should, uh, go back to bed you need sleep more than me," He noticed a cut above her eye, "your hurt, that looks pretty vicious, I'd go to Madame Pomfrey"
"What do I say?" she asked
"Just say you fell down the stairs, you were sleep walking and I found you" he led her out of the door and they both felt rather strange in each others company.
The next day hermione woke to find Harry and Ron looking at her.
"You ok Mione?"
"I'm fine," she answered to Ron's question
"What's that?" Harry pointed to her head, "Is that a scar?"
"I fell down some stairs, it's nothing."
"That looks like it's gonna scar," Ron started laughing, "You could be the scar twins"
"Don't say things like that or I'm gonna give you a scar in a minute!"
"I was only saying Hermione,"
"Well don't" she got up and found she was in the Hospital wing,
"You didn't leave last night, Professor Harris bought you in"
"Oh, well I better go thank him" she walked out leaving Harry and Ron sitting by an empty bed, "What's up with her, all she seems to be doing is going to Prof Har- wait a minute, you don't think she's got a crush on him do you?"
"What hermione?" Harry couldn't picture it,
"Yeah!" Maybe she's just hanging round him so that he might see what a lovely person she is!"
Hermione decided to knock on Harris' door, she waited and then he finally let her in.
"Hi, how's your head?" he said concerned, "You not feeling dizzy or anything?"
"No I'm fine, but there is something I wanna talk to you about" she moved closer to him.
"What's that?" he moved closer to her.
"Us," she whispered
"What about us?" he whispered back
"Well this" she kissed him, he stepped back at first and Hermione realised she shouldn't of done it, "I'm sorry, I'll leave now" she was grabbed by the arm and pulled towards him, "I'm not," he kissed her.
This time the kiss was longer and more passionate, and all Hermione was thinking was 'this is wrong' but this is what felt good and she hadn't felt like this for a while.
"Harris!" Hermione kicked open his office door to find him looking through papers and grading them.
"Hermione!" he snapped surprised by her appearance, "Why are you up at this time?"
"Someone was turned!" She screamed, "It was Tom Thatch I sit on the other side of the room to him in DADA, well I used to!"
"How? When?"
"I think he was turned a couple of hours ago, he's been biting owls, sucking um dry"
"And then what happened?"
"I found him, fought him, killed him" she didn't seem upset before but then this sort of thing wasn't new.
"Are you okay?" he asked worried about her.
"I'm fine, but you look like you need some sleep" she looked into his eyes, why did he have to be cute, he was like, twenty years older than her but so damn cute. He seemed to be looking at her differently than normal, he realised he was looking at her and turned to his desk and continued grading papers.
"Uh, you should, uh, go back to bed you need sleep more than me," He noticed a cut above her eye, "your hurt, that looks pretty vicious, I'd go to Madame Pomfrey"
"What do I say?" she asked
"Just say you fell down the stairs, you were sleep walking and I found you" he led her out of the door and they both felt rather strange in each others company.
The next day hermione woke to find Harry and Ron looking at her.
"You ok Mione?"
"I'm fine," she answered to Ron's question
"What's that?" Harry pointed to her head, "Is that a scar?"
"I fell down some stairs, it's nothing."
"That looks like it's gonna scar," Ron started laughing, "You could be the scar twins"
"Don't say things like that or I'm gonna give you a scar in a minute!"
"I was only saying Hermione,"
"Well don't" she got up and found she was in the Hospital wing,
"You didn't leave last night, Professor Harris bought you in"
"Oh, well I better go thank him" she walked out leaving Harry and Ron sitting by an empty bed, "What's up with her, all she seems to be doing is going to Prof Har- wait a minute, you don't think she's got a crush on him do you?"
"What hermione?" Harry couldn't picture it,
"Yeah!" Maybe she's just hanging round him so that he might see what a lovely person she is!"
Hermione decided to knock on Harris' door, she waited and then he finally let her in.
"Hi, how's your head?" he said concerned, "You not feeling dizzy or anything?"
"No I'm fine, but there is something I wanna talk to you about" she moved closer to him.
"What's that?" he moved closer to her.
"Us," she whispered
"What about us?" he whispered back
"Well this" she kissed him, he stepped back at first and Hermione realised she shouldn't of done it, "I'm sorry, I'll leave now" she was grabbed by the arm and pulled towards him, "I'm not," he kissed her.
This time the kiss was longer and more passionate, and all Hermione was thinking was 'this is wrong' but this is what felt good and she hadn't felt like this for a while.