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this plot and eventual new characters belong to Dani, then you need some
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He knew she would run after her book, and he was right.
'Harry! Give that back!' she screamed. He didn't listen to her so she followed him out.
'Harry, give that back, now! Don't make me come over there!' she yelled behind him.
She chased him all the way to Gryffindor common room. An empty Gryffindor common room.
He stopped. He turned to her, with the most handsome grin. It was in a way sneaky, yet kind smile. Cunning, yet simple smile.
Hermione ignored this and went forward to grab her book.
Then, without warning, she was pulled forward from the waist. She and Harry were now inches apart. Their eyes were dead locked.
Her chocolate brown eyes staring right into his emerald green ones, not bothering to blink.
He still had his handsome smile but not for long.
Harry held Hermione's chin and tilted it. She was still looking deeply in his eyes.
He leaned closer and both closed their eyes. His soft lips found hers and the kiss was spontaneous.
It was a gentle, passionate kiss.
Hermione pulled away and saw Harry still smiling. Her senses were numb but she knew she was returning the smile.
Then Harry spoke.
'I lied. I do have feelings for you.'
Hermione smile must've widened because Harry's did.
'You're a fool, did you know that?' she said finally.
'A fool in love.'
She laughed at this and he continued.
'You want to go down now?'
'No. Being alone with you is better than breakfast.'
'Even better than studying?' as he held up his book.
'Well, maybe...'
'Sure, Hermione. Now let's go down. I've finally told you. My mission's now complete.' he grinned.
She grinned and raised an eyebrow.
'Oh no, Harry. You're mission has barely begun.....'And she kissed him on the cheek.
Harry couldn't believe his luck. He and Hermione kissed! His first ever kiss!
He looked at her as they went down to the common room. She was holding his hand. Harry's the type of guy whose sweetness girls would die for but he didn't exactly like holding hands. He thought that it wasn't how he'd show his feelings.
They entered the Great Hall, Hermione grinning and Harry blushing, with everyone staring.
Harry whispered to her ears, 'Herm, they're looking.'
'Oh Harry, don't be such a spoil sport. This is fun!'
Harry continued blushing for the entire time.
'Double Herbology first.' said Ron. 'Boy, I still can't believe you two are together!'
'Oh you are, Potter? Who is stupid enough to go out with you?' said an annoying voice from behind.
'You never give up, do you, `Malfoy?' said Ron.
'I was asking Potter, Weasley. Not a Knutless reject.' (****A knutless reject is something that was started on the original thread, so Dani decided to add it to the story.)
Ron was about to take out his wand but before he did, Malfoy turned to Hermione.
'So, Mudblood, survive Lord Voldemort's wrath, eh? How would you feel to a date with the best looking guy in Slytherin?' he said, being serious.
Hermione was about to tell him to get lost when, 'Malfoy, leave her alone. Go get yourself lost.'
'And who's going to make me? You, Potter?'
Hermione stood up.
'That's right. My boyfriend Harry will make you. Now, go get lost before you hurt yourself, Puppkins!' she said.
Malfoy was crimson red now. He was about to give a comeback but,
'Come on, Harry, Ron. We just don't have time for garbage like him. Nor his side kicks.'
And she strode off, holding Harry's hand and Ron right behind.
'That was bloody brilliant, Hermione! Did you see his face?' said a hyper Ron.
Hermione was flattered.
'That's my girl.' said Harry and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
The entire day went normally after that. Well if being a wizard is what you would call normal.
George passed the news of Quidditch practice after lesson later that day. Ron and Harry were looking forward till then.
Harry was so excited about Quidditch, since he hadn't thought about it because of recent events, he forgot to tell Hermione.
She sat there in the common room, all alone and revising for her O.W.L.s. She felt quite bad because Harry was off somewhere and left her alone, didn't even bother to tell her where.
Then, suddenly, she felt someone kiss her on the cheeks.
She looked back and saw Harry leaving.
'Harry, where you going?' she called after him.
'Quidditch practice. Just came up to tell you. I'll see you in a bit.' he called back. She continued studying afterwards.
Harry was exhausted. He not only, had to chase the Snitch around a lot, he also had to do a hundred push ups for practice.
'Tell... us... again... how... this... is... appropriate, Angelina?' asked Fred in between push ups.
Angelina Johnson was the captain now and she wasn't giving them an easy time.'
'Because my dear comrades, Hufflepuff is as close to the Quidditch cup as we are and we have to beat them, no excuses!'
Harry thought she passed becoming like Oliver Wood that she's worse. But she was right, Hufflepuff was another obstacle.
Harry and Ron entered the common room all sweaty and dirty. They were planning on taking a good, hot shower.
'Harry! What's happened? A tornado in Hogwarts?' asked Neville.
'Nope. Quidditch practice.'
'Yikes. In this weather?'
'Yup. All the duties of a Quidditch player.' said Ron proudly.
'Well, we've got to get going, Neville. And have you seen Hermione?' asked Harry.
'Yeah. She was called to Professor Dumbledore's office. He's calling you too.'
Oh. Ok. I'll go there I guess. I'll see you Ron.'
And he proceeded to Dumbledore's office, much to his exhaustion. Harry entered Dumbledore's office using the password he gave before. He saw Dumbledore talking to Hermione.
'So Miss Granger, I trust that the secret's safe with you?'
'Yes sir. Of course.'
Harry didn't understand.
'You can come in, Mr. Potter.' he called out.
'You wanted to see me sir?'
'Yes, yes. Harry, you do know you are Gryffindor's heir, correct?'
'I guess so, why?'
'Miss Granger here is Ravenclaw's heir and Mr. Weasley, Hufflepuff's. I believe Voldemort will try and kill you, again, Harry. But this time, he wants to kill Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley as well.'
'Why, sir?'
'Because, Harry, you three are the three heirs, the only people who possess the power, no, the ability to stop him. He finds you a threat.'
'But we're only kids!'
'Ah, Harry, never judge on what you see, judge on what you don't see. Now if you tell Mr. Weasley to be careful, along with you lot, it would be appreciated.'
Harry nodded and left with Hermione.
He told Ron about it and he took it pretty well.
'You-know-who's after me as well?!?!?! I'm a dead man.'
'Easy, Ron. As long as we stick together, it'll all be good.' said Hermione.
'And you can't be acting like this. What will the girls think?' asked Harry. He said this because ever since Ron helped win the match against Slytherin, he'd been getting girl fans from Gryffindor, younger years of course.
'You're right. I can't let them down!'
Hermione rolled her eyes. She changed the subject and they went to bed afterwards. Harry, however, thought about what secret Hermione was keeping for Dumbledore. He dozed off after an hour of thinking about it.
Today was Valentine's Day. And the not so usual Love-filled air was all around. Ron got a Valentine card from all his adoring fans. One of them read:
Dear Ron, You are so dreamy. You have the cutest freckled face in the world! I hope you'll go out with me. Love, Ellena
Hermione received a rose and a Valentine card from Harry. It read, in a not so neat scribble,
Dear Hermione, Happy Valentines Day. Hope you like the rose. I thought it was the only pretty thing that wouldn't look bad in your presence Harry
Neville even had one himself, and from a secret admirer at that.
Dear Neville, You are so great in Herbology and so kind. Please be mine! Happy Valentine's Day! From your secret admirer.
Harry didn't expect anything but he got a card from Hermione as well. In the neatest writing, it read:
Dear Harry, Happy Valentines Day. Hope I'll always be in your heart as you are in mine.
Love, Hermione
But that wasn't all. He received another card.
Dearest Harry, I have loved you from the very beginning. I pain at night knowing that Mudblood is in your arms and not me. I hope you'll soon see the light and go out with me instead. With lots of love. Anonymous
*******Oooooohhhh! Harry has a secret admirer! Is any one really that surprised?
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He knew she would run after her book, and he was right.
'Harry! Give that back!' she screamed. He didn't listen to her so she followed him out.
'Harry, give that back, now! Don't make me come over there!' she yelled behind him.
She chased him all the way to Gryffindor common room. An empty Gryffindor common room.
He stopped. He turned to her, with the most handsome grin. It was in a way sneaky, yet kind smile. Cunning, yet simple smile.
Hermione ignored this and went forward to grab her book.
Then, without warning, she was pulled forward from the waist. She and Harry were now inches apart. Their eyes were dead locked.
Her chocolate brown eyes staring right into his emerald green ones, not bothering to blink.
He still had his handsome smile but not for long.
Harry held Hermione's chin and tilted it. She was still looking deeply in his eyes.
He leaned closer and both closed their eyes. His soft lips found hers and the kiss was spontaneous.
It was a gentle, passionate kiss.
Hermione pulled away and saw Harry still smiling. Her senses were numb but she knew she was returning the smile.
Then Harry spoke.
'I lied. I do have feelings for you.'
Hermione smile must've widened because Harry's did.
'You're a fool, did you know that?' she said finally.
'A fool in love.'
She laughed at this and he continued.
'You want to go down now?'
'No. Being alone with you is better than breakfast.'
'Even better than studying?' as he held up his book.
'Well, maybe...'
'Sure, Hermione. Now let's go down. I've finally told you. My mission's now complete.' he grinned.
She grinned and raised an eyebrow.
'Oh no, Harry. You're mission has barely begun.....'And she kissed him on the cheek.
Harry couldn't believe his luck. He and Hermione kissed! His first ever kiss!
He looked at her as they went down to the common room. She was holding his hand. Harry's the type of guy whose sweetness girls would die for but he didn't exactly like holding hands. He thought that it wasn't how he'd show his feelings.
They entered the Great Hall, Hermione grinning and Harry blushing, with everyone staring.
Harry whispered to her ears, 'Herm, they're looking.'
'Oh Harry, don't be such a spoil sport. This is fun!'
Harry continued blushing for the entire time.
'Double Herbology first.' said Ron. 'Boy, I still can't believe you two are together!'
'Oh you are, Potter? Who is stupid enough to go out with you?' said an annoying voice from behind.
'You never give up, do you, `Malfoy?' said Ron.
'I was asking Potter, Weasley. Not a Knutless reject.' (****A knutless reject is something that was started on the original thread, so Dani decided to add it to the story.)
Ron was about to take out his wand but before he did, Malfoy turned to Hermione.
'So, Mudblood, survive Lord Voldemort's wrath, eh? How would you feel to a date with the best looking guy in Slytherin?' he said, being serious.
Hermione was about to tell him to get lost when, 'Malfoy, leave her alone. Go get yourself lost.'
'And who's going to make me? You, Potter?'
Hermione stood up.
'That's right. My boyfriend Harry will make you. Now, go get lost before you hurt yourself, Puppkins!' she said.
Malfoy was crimson red now. He was about to give a comeback but,
'Come on, Harry, Ron. We just don't have time for garbage like him. Nor his side kicks.'
And she strode off, holding Harry's hand and Ron right behind.
'That was bloody brilliant, Hermione! Did you see his face?' said a hyper Ron.
Hermione was flattered.
'That's my girl.' said Harry and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
The entire day went normally after that. Well if being a wizard is what you would call normal.
George passed the news of Quidditch practice after lesson later that day. Ron and Harry were looking forward till then.
Harry was so excited about Quidditch, since he hadn't thought about it because of recent events, he forgot to tell Hermione.
She sat there in the common room, all alone and revising for her O.W.L.s. She felt quite bad because Harry was off somewhere and left her alone, didn't even bother to tell her where.
Then, suddenly, she felt someone kiss her on the cheeks.
She looked back and saw Harry leaving.
'Harry, where you going?' she called after him.
'Quidditch practice. Just came up to tell you. I'll see you in a bit.' he called back. She continued studying afterwards.
Harry was exhausted. He not only, had to chase the Snitch around a lot, he also had to do a hundred push ups for practice.
'Tell... us... again... how... this... is... appropriate, Angelina?' asked Fred in between push ups.
Angelina Johnson was the captain now and she wasn't giving them an easy time.'
'Because my dear comrades, Hufflepuff is as close to the Quidditch cup as we are and we have to beat them, no excuses!'
Harry thought she passed becoming like Oliver Wood that she's worse. But she was right, Hufflepuff was another obstacle.
Harry and Ron entered the common room all sweaty and dirty. They were planning on taking a good, hot shower.
'Harry! What's happened? A tornado in Hogwarts?' asked Neville.
'Nope. Quidditch practice.'
'Yikes. In this weather?'
'Yup. All the duties of a Quidditch player.' said Ron proudly.
'Well, we've got to get going, Neville. And have you seen Hermione?' asked Harry.
'Yeah. She was called to Professor Dumbledore's office. He's calling you too.'
Oh. Ok. I'll go there I guess. I'll see you Ron.'
And he proceeded to Dumbledore's office, much to his exhaustion. Harry entered Dumbledore's office using the password he gave before. He saw Dumbledore talking to Hermione.
'So Miss Granger, I trust that the secret's safe with you?'
'Yes sir. Of course.'
Harry didn't understand.
'You can come in, Mr. Potter.' he called out.
'You wanted to see me sir?'
'Yes, yes. Harry, you do know you are Gryffindor's heir, correct?'
'I guess so, why?'
'Miss Granger here is Ravenclaw's heir and Mr. Weasley, Hufflepuff's. I believe Voldemort will try and kill you, again, Harry. But this time, he wants to kill Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley as well.'
'Why, sir?'
'Because, Harry, you three are the three heirs, the only people who possess the power, no, the ability to stop him. He finds you a threat.'
'But we're only kids!'
'Ah, Harry, never judge on what you see, judge on what you don't see. Now if you tell Mr. Weasley to be careful, along with you lot, it would be appreciated.'
Harry nodded and left with Hermione.
He told Ron about it and he took it pretty well.
'You-know-who's after me as well?!?!?! I'm a dead man.'
'Easy, Ron. As long as we stick together, it'll all be good.' said Hermione.
'And you can't be acting like this. What will the girls think?' asked Harry. He said this because ever since Ron helped win the match against Slytherin, he'd been getting girl fans from Gryffindor, younger years of course.
'You're right. I can't let them down!'
Hermione rolled her eyes. She changed the subject and they went to bed afterwards. Harry, however, thought about what secret Hermione was keeping for Dumbledore. He dozed off after an hour of thinking about it.
Today was Valentine's Day. And the not so usual Love-filled air was all around. Ron got a Valentine card from all his adoring fans. One of them read:
Dear Ron, You are so dreamy. You have the cutest freckled face in the world! I hope you'll go out with me. Love, Ellena
Hermione received a rose and a Valentine card from Harry. It read, in a not so neat scribble,
Dear Hermione, Happy Valentines Day. Hope you like the rose. I thought it was the only pretty thing that wouldn't look bad in your presence Harry
Neville even had one himself, and from a secret admirer at that.
Dear Neville, You are so great in Herbology and so kind. Please be mine! Happy Valentine's Day! From your secret admirer.
Harry didn't expect anything but he got a card from Hermione as well. In the neatest writing, it read:
Dear Harry, Happy Valentines Day. Hope I'll always be in your heart as you are in mine.
Love, Hermione
But that wasn't all. He received another card.
Dearest Harry, I have loved you from the very beginning. I pain at night knowing that Mudblood is in your arms and not me. I hope you'll soon see the light and go out with me instead. With lots of love. Anonymous
*******Oooooohhhh! Harry has a secret admirer! Is any one really that surprised?