A/N: Heyyy thanks for all of the wonderful reviews! I'll take your advice into consideration and definitely use it in my story so..thankkssss...I'm terribly sorry I haven't updated anytime..ever but i've been quite busy. Okay enough of me babbling..here's the story!!
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Harry lay wide awake, staring at the ceiling. Falling asleep was a hopeless cause. Maybe this whole thing was a hopeless cause. Falling asleep and falling in love; both were just difficult ways to reach fantasy worlds and dreams. Harry sighed as he noted the time. 1:18, and he was no closer to sleep than he had been at 11:30. In desperation, Harry dragged himself out of bed and settled on the couch in the common room. He sat staring blankly into the fire, a storm of uncertain thoughts brewing in his head. A soft sound from the other side of the room caught his attention.
"Who's there?" Harry questioned, heart beginning to pound.
"Harry? Is that you?" Hermione stepped from the doorway. Harry's stomach dropped. Hermione looked breathtaking on top of the stairs. Her hair fell gracefully over her shoulders and she wore little more than a silky nightgown. Harry smiled at his luck. What was she doing here?
"Yeah, it's me." Harry responded after a moment of admiration.
"What the heck are you doing up this late?" Hermione questioned with a lazy yawn.
"I could ask the same about you. I was just thinking, i suppose. I can't sleep"
"Me either. What are you thinking about?" Hermione asked, taking a seat next to Harry.
You, his mind screamed. Your beautiful face controls my thoughts and stalks my dreams. I can't sleep because I've been thinking of the million ways I'd love to tell you how much I care, and the million ways you couldn't be more oblivious. He wanted so desperately to share his true thoughts with her, but wasn't sure she'd accept it.
"Well, you know. School, friends...what are you thinking about?" Hermione blushed a moment before responding.
"I don't know, pretty much the same things you're thinking about," She responded with a sigh.
You have no idea, Harry thought with a smile. Just tell her, he told himself. His heart was beating so hard, he hoped Hermione couldn't hear it.
"Yeah. Uh, Hermione?"
"Yeah, Harry?"
"There's kinda something I wanted to talk to you about."
"What's that, Harry?"
"Well, we've been friends for a while and I just wanted to tell you that..."
SLAM! Harry and Hermione both jumped out of their seats as the door to the girls' dormitory slammed shut. Lavender rushed out gasping for air, face flustered.
"I was just...sleeping. But then he woke me up. He tried to...oh, no," Lavender breathed.
"Lavender, who was in your room?" Harry asked, concerned.
"I think it...oh no...I think it was Malfoy," She managed to whisper.
"Malfoy was in your room?" Hermione questioned as she walked to the door.
"Yes, he was! I woke up and he was over me...that terrible grin...do something!" Lavender squealed.
"Harry, come here. You're going to go in there and get him out," Hermione commanded.
"I'm not allowed in there, you know that, Hermione," Harry said, shaking his head.
"Harry, come on," Hermione hissed urgently. Harry quickly nodded and walked to the door. With Hermione and Lavender standing behind him, Harry quielty opened the door a crack, just enough to peek in. Moonlight dimly lit the room, and all seemed peaceful. Harry stepped in, trying not to wake anyone. Looking around, he noted nothing out of the ordinary. Not a pillow was out of place. Walking to the other side of the room, Harry suspiciously glanced around, ready for anything. Still, nothing stirred. Harry shrugged and turned back towards the door.
"There's nothing here," Harry whispered, just loud enough for Hermione and Lavender to hear.
"I swear to you there was someone in here," Lavender cried.
"I believe you, Lavender," Hermione consoled her.
"How about you ladies sleep on the couches for tonight?" Harry suggested.
"Okay," replied Lavender. "I think i'd feel safer there. Do you mind spending the night out there with me, Hermione?"
"Not at all, Lavender. It's fine. Grab your blanket and lets go," Hermione said.
Harry led the girls back down to the common room.
"Good night, Hermione. Lavender," Harry said as he turned to enter his room.
"Good night...and thanks," Lavender said with a smile. She then flipped over and quickly drifted off to sleep.
"Good night, Harry. Sweet dreams," Hermione said with a small wink. Harrry blushed deeply and he turned to hide his flushed cheeks. Harry's eyelids felt heavy as he climbed the stairs. This time, he didn't try to stop the thoughts of her that invaded his dreams.
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A/N: Okay so that was a short chapter but I will soon add to it! It's really late and I just want to sleep but REVIEW and tell me what you think should happen next! I love hearing from each and every one of you...so take 30 seconds and write me a quick note telling me how much you love or hate the story (preferrably the first one) and I'll post the next chapter as soon as i get reviews! THANKS TO THOSE WHO REVIEW!! adios!
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Harry lay wide awake, staring at the ceiling. Falling asleep was a hopeless cause. Maybe this whole thing was a hopeless cause. Falling asleep and falling in love; both were just difficult ways to reach fantasy worlds and dreams. Harry sighed as he noted the time. 1:18, and he was no closer to sleep than he had been at 11:30. In desperation, Harry dragged himself out of bed and settled on the couch in the common room. He sat staring blankly into the fire, a storm of uncertain thoughts brewing in his head. A soft sound from the other side of the room caught his attention.
"Who's there?" Harry questioned, heart beginning to pound.
"Harry? Is that you?" Hermione stepped from the doorway. Harry's stomach dropped. Hermione looked breathtaking on top of the stairs. Her hair fell gracefully over her shoulders and she wore little more than a silky nightgown. Harry smiled at his luck. What was she doing here?
"Yeah, it's me." Harry responded after a moment of admiration.
"What the heck are you doing up this late?" Hermione questioned with a lazy yawn.
"I could ask the same about you. I was just thinking, i suppose. I can't sleep"
"Me either. What are you thinking about?" Hermione asked, taking a seat next to Harry.
You, his mind screamed. Your beautiful face controls my thoughts and stalks my dreams. I can't sleep because I've been thinking of the million ways I'd love to tell you how much I care, and the million ways you couldn't be more oblivious. He wanted so desperately to share his true thoughts with her, but wasn't sure she'd accept it.
"Well, you know. School, friends...what are you thinking about?" Hermione blushed a moment before responding.
"I don't know, pretty much the same things you're thinking about," She responded with a sigh.
You have no idea, Harry thought with a smile. Just tell her, he told himself. His heart was beating so hard, he hoped Hermione couldn't hear it.
"Yeah. Uh, Hermione?"
"Yeah, Harry?"
"There's kinda something I wanted to talk to you about."
"What's that, Harry?"
"Well, we've been friends for a while and I just wanted to tell you that..."
SLAM! Harry and Hermione both jumped out of their seats as the door to the girls' dormitory slammed shut. Lavender rushed out gasping for air, face flustered.
"I was just...sleeping. But then he woke me up. He tried to...oh, no," Lavender breathed.
"Lavender, who was in your room?" Harry asked, concerned.
"I think it...oh no...I think it was Malfoy," She managed to whisper.
"Malfoy was in your room?" Hermione questioned as she walked to the door.
"Yes, he was! I woke up and he was over me...that terrible grin...do something!" Lavender squealed.
"Harry, come here. You're going to go in there and get him out," Hermione commanded.
"I'm not allowed in there, you know that, Hermione," Harry said, shaking his head.
"Harry, come on," Hermione hissed urgently. Harry quickly nodded and walked to the door. With Hermione and Lavender standing behind him, Harry quielty opened the door a crack, just enough to peek in. Moonlight dimly lit the room, and all seemed peaceful. Harry stepped in, trying not to wake anyone. Looking around, he noted nothing out of the ordinary. Not a pillow was out of place. Walking to the other side of the room, Harry suspiciously glanced around, ready for anything. Still, nothing stirred. Harry shrugged and turned back towards the door.
"There's nothing here," Harry whispered, just loud enough for Hermione and Lavender to hear.
"I swear to you there was someone in here," Lavender cried.
"I believe you, Lavender," Hermione consoled her.
"How about you ladies sleep on the couches for tonight?" Harry suggested.
"Okay," replied Lavender. "I think i'd feel safer there. Do you mind spending the night out there with me, Hermione?"
"Not at all, Lavender. It's fine. Grab your blanket and lets go," Hermione said.
Harry led the girls back down to the common room.
"Good night, Hermione. Lavender," Harry said as he turned to enter his room.
"Good night...and thanks," Lavender said with a smile. She then flipped over and quickly drifted off to sleep.
"Good night, Harry. Sweet dreams," Hermione said with a small wink. Harrry blushed deeply and he turned to hide his flushed cheeks. Harry's eyelids felt heavy as he climbed the stairs. This time, he didn't try to stop the thoughts of her that invaded his dreams.
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A/N: Okay so that was a short chapter but I will soon add to it! It's really late and I just want to sleep but REVIEW and tell me what you think should happen next! I love hearing from each and every one of you...so take 30 seconds and write me a quick note telling me how much you love or hate the story (preferrably the first one) and I'll post the next chapter as soon as i get reviews! THANKS TO THOSE WHO REVIEW!! adios!