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Chapter Fourteen
Crashing in Gryffindor Tower and Talking to Dumbledore
"No, Harry I don't mind really," I said trying to calm him down. I didn't want him to do anything stupid.
"It's not right! Just because…URGH!" He said angrily.
"I know…" I trailed off and took a deep breath. I was still pretty mad but I didn't feel like ranting and raving though. I covered a yawn with my hand as Harry continued to freak out. Then he stopped as he noticed it.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! Did you want to sleep here until we can go sort something out with Dumbledore?" He asked quietly.
"You don't mind?"
"Of course not! Come on," he said as he took my hand. He waved his wand and in an instant my trunk was gone. I wondered what he did in his spare time.
"Harry, he's not supposed to be in here. It's against the rules," Hermione said in her head girl bound way, for once Ron wasn't there.
"Shut up, Hermione. It's my fault he's not in Slytherin house right now," Harry said as he walked me across the common room. It was really cozy looking. As opposed to the leather and stone look of the Slytherin common room.
We made our way up the stairs and into his dorm room. He walked to his bed and I found my trunk at the end of his bed. The rest of his roommates were asleep and someone was snoring very loudly.
He reached under the bed and got out an extra pillow. He climbed into bed and left the curtains open for me to climb in. I dropped my robe and pants; I took off my shirt and, in my boxers, climbed in next to him. It was nearly ten at night and I was put out from earlier. He draped his arm across my chest and pulled me close. We fell asleep like that and I had a very peaceful rest with him by my side.
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Harry looked so peaceful while he slept. It was quite cute, but still something I cannot explain because words cannot do it justice. He looked younger and vulnerable. He looked like he did when I first saw him. He looked like he did not have the cares of the world on his shoulders the way he always seemed to. It's amazing how sleep can change a person.
Looking at him made me think of what a remarkable thing love is. It made me think of how many would say a couple of fifteen year olds would know nothing of love, especially since they are male. But his love has helped me through a lot as you will soon find out. It made me think that without his love I may not be able to get over my mother's death.
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"Good morning," Harry whispered as I opened my eyes.
"Hi," I yawned in return. He smiled and kissed me. "Hungry?"
"Yeah," he said as he stretched. I was about to get off the bed when he got on top of me. "I said I was hungry," he almost growled in a possessive way. He started to kiss my neck. Instinctively, I moved my head to expose more of the sensitive flesh for him to kiss and he took full advantage of it too! He kissed my chest and kept going further down. He was just about to take off my boxers when it happened again. I can't believe people kept walking in on us. I mean he was asleep so he didn't know I was there but come on!
"Harry, come on time to get- oh for the love of MERLIN!!!" Ron flopped backwards, groaning. He was writhing on the floor with his hands covering his face. "Oh my eyes!! I'm blind!"
"Shut up!" Harry laughed at his friend on the floor. "Serves you right!"
"Harry, I don't think anyone deserves to see that no matter what they did," Ron said matter-of-factly but his hands muffled it. "Uh!"
"Anyway, are you hungry?" Harry asked both Ron and me.
"Not anymore…" Ron groaned.
"Yes, I am," I said quietly as I pulled my shirt over my head.
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All through breakfast I received glares. It didn't faze me for I didn't care anymore, not that I had really before but you know. I took it all with a smile and this made them furious I am sure. It was really quite funny. After breakfast, Harry and I went to talk to Dumbledore.
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I stopped just outside of the gargoyle that was going to lead us to Dumbledore. I was a little afraid because at that point I had never talked to the guy.
"Come on, it'll be alright. He'll know what to do," Harry said reassuringly after he said the password and the gargoyle moved aside. He gently took my hand and led me up the steps.
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"I could talk to Professor Snape about it, if you wish to be back in the house," Dumbledore said kindly after listening to the conversation. "That is of course, if you want to go back."
"With all due respect, sir, I do not wish to go back if they discriminate against who I am," I answered truthfully.
"That's completely understandable. Well, we can do one of three things. One, you can get resorted, two, you can take residence with Harry in Gryffindor or three, you can live somewhere in the castle own your own. You may have a little while to think about it if you wish," he said with a slight smile.
Living in Gryffindor didn't seem so bad. I certainly didn't want the embarrassment of a resorting. Living alone didn't sound like much fun, but whatever was going to be my fate depended on Harry.
"Excuse us one moment," I said and stood. Harry to this as his cue to do the same and stood up to follow.
Once we were outside, Harry kissed me as if he had been waiting a million years to do so.
"So, what are you going to do?" He asked in a way that meant he was not trying to influence my decision.
"I guess that depends on you…" I answered quietly. He raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" He asked confused.
"I would like to live with you in Gryffindor Tower but if you don't want me to…" I trailed off.
"Oh, Draco! Why would think I wouldn't want you to live with me! I would love you to!" He smiled happily.
Disclaimer: See previous chapters if you need a crasher course in disclaimers of the Harry Potter persuasion.
A/N: So how was that? Did ya like? Well, I hope you guys had a good Christmas or a happy holiday. I've got a week left till stupid Highschool starts again. YUCK! Anyway, please review! I thank you for it! I also thank you for reading! Thanks again, Luv Gia