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Chapter 18: A Midnight Visitor
Harry stumbled out of the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey on his heels.
"And stay out until I say!" she shouted in a huff, slamming the door as she left.
Harry stared as the closed door for a minute before returning to the Gryffindor Tower.
He supposed, that if they had more to say, that Madam Pomfrey would had let him stay
longer. Harry wanted to say more, how he won the Quidditch match, what had happened
in the previous hours, stuff like that. But it had been her eyes. The way she stared at
him, the way tears flickered in her eyes; they had the strength to paralyze him of words.
"Probably hormones." Harry thought as he scuffled down the hall.
That's what he hoped it was. It was what he wanted to believe was the problem. But
Harry knew that it wasn't hormones. It was –
"Love." Hermione exclaimed.
Harry stared at her straight in the face.
His voice was broken, jagged in places.
"No," he said hoarsely, "It can't be, I'm not –"
"Harry it's ok." Hermione smiled at her friend. "I can tell. You are always watching her.
You screw up your eyes and eyebrows when she is bullied. When you guys talk to each
other, the tip of your nose goes red. You -"
"Now wait just a minute," Harry interrupted. "I do not do those things. Especially the
one about my nose."
Hermione snickered.
"Oh really," she said, studying Harry carefully before pulling him to a mirror. "You are
doing it now."
Harry felt his mouth drop open. It wasn't, it couldn't be; it was true!!
"How do you notice these things?" Harry asked amazingly.
Hermione shrugged.
"I guess I just see them out of the blue." Hermione said shortly, "Now, I got to get back
to the Head Girl and Boy Chambers. Draco is waiting for me."
"Oh ok I guess I wi-" Harry gawked at Hermione, who's turn came to turn a dark red.
"Draco? You mean Malfoy!?"
Hermione became interested in her feet.
"It's Draco, Not Malfoy." She corrected Harry, "And yea, that is who I mean."
"You're crazy," Harry sputtered angrily, "Why the bloody hell are you interested in a git
like him? Especially after all the things he has done to you!"
"He. Is. Not. A. Git." Hermione raved. "He is actually quite nice and polite now. We
have a lot in common. And if you don't like that........well I guess that makes you a git!"
Harry gaped as Hermione stormed off.
"What was that all about?" Ron asked wonderingly as he and Lavender appeared behind
Harry.
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"Harry"
Harry spun around and looked into Luna's face. She beamed at him, making his heart
flutter at the same time.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked.
Luna shrugged.
"I don't know." She asked. Harry noticed her voice sound distant, echoing throughout
the place in which they stood. "I just decided to come find you."
Harry didn't have time, or air, to say anything. Luna took over as she rushed to him, her
mouth sweeping onto his. Harry eagerly responded, his tounge twirling with hers. Harry
gagged as he tasted firewhiskey on her breath.
Harry woke up and almost vomited.
"Cho, what the fucking hell are you doing in here?!" Harry whispered heatedly.
Cho stared at him longingly.
"Oh Harrrryyy," she slurred, "you are sooooo sexy!!!!"
"And you are so drunk!" Harry glared at her clothing, which consisted of only a velvet,
black corset, garter, and stockings.
Cho flicked out her index finger as it slowly made its way down Harry's bare chest.
"You are tooootallllllly radical." Cho bubbled slowly her finger reaching Harry's belly
button.
Harry grabbed Cho's hand with such force, that she cried out, waking Ron, Seamus,
Neville, and Dean.
"Wasgoinonarry?" Seamus asked sleepily.
Harry glowered at Cho.
"Get out." Harry said quietly.
"We are going toooooo have soooo much fuuun Harry!" Cho squealed.
"GET OUT!!!" Harry roared, his anger boiling over.
Harry grabbed Cho and led her down to the portrait hole where he pushed her out.
"Harry, doooonn't yyyyooouuu want to – "
"No I don't!" Harry snapped. "Goodnight Cho!"
With a great heave, Harry shut the portrait right in Cho's slobbering face.
Harry returned to the dormitory, only to start everyone laughing.
"It was NOT funny!" Harry roared at a tearful Ron.
It was only when Harry buckled onto his bed and ripped his bed curtains closed that
everyone stopped laughing.
"They think this is so hilarious." Harry thought furiously as he stared at the ceiling.
"Well it's not and I have just about had it." Harry pushed his glasses off and as he laid
them on his bedside table, he gently touched the ring.
"You wouldn't laugh." Harry whispered to the ring as he held it in his hand. "You would
be just as mad I am right now. If only I knew who you were. But I don't. Your ring is
my only clue, and it doesn't help much. I wish I could track you down. Then we could
be together."
Harry put the ring back in its place before closing his eyes, his head deep in thought of
that mysterious girl.
Harry's head shot up. That was it! Track! Tracking!!!! The tracking potion Ron gave
him for his birthday!!!! Harry climbed out of bed, urgently searching through his trunk.
"Here you are!" Harry cried happily as he rubbed the glass containing a grayish
substance.
Harry laid the bottle next to his glasses and the ring. Harry went back to bed, eager to
start tomorrow's hunt. He would find this girl!!!
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Hope you liked it!!!! Sorry it is so short, but I think in the next chapter Harry figures out Luna's secret and I think that chapter is going to be longer!!!!