Harry Potter lay down in his bunk. He smiled to himself thinking about that
day, how could he not? The thought of her touch was killing him more than
even he knew. His greatest desire at that moment was to sneak out and find
her....but how could he? He covered his head with the duvet and tried to fall
asleep, he couldn't....okay he thought to himself, then I'll just remember it
again.
.....dreaming of her....
She had smiled at him that morning, at her smile he would melt, but he had to hold on just for a little longer. She had handed him a note and kissed him on the cheek before walking off...
Harry, I know that we feel the same way for each other. I hope that somehow we can put our past differences behind us and move on...to who knows what! Meet me at 5 in the herbology greenhouse #2 – nobody will be there at that time. See you, I hope. Xxx
5:00 seemed to take a century to arrive, he had just about managed through the lessons and he had spent half an hour deciding what to wear, discarding half his clothes and ending up in a pair of old but still reasonable good jeans and a new top that he had received for Christmas from Lupin a few Christmases ago. He thought he looked okay; he brushed his hair and cleaned his teeth. Not to casual but still kind of cool, he hoped. After that he had spent an hour sitting in the common room just trying to distract himself, he had been looking forward to this all day but suddenly he felt sick. What was he going to say? He confided to Ron who was not much help, just shrugging and saying "No point asking me, mate."
Finally at 10 to 5 he set off, butterflies in his stomach and weak knees. But now, once again, he was getting excited. Oh how he wanted to kiss her.....and maybe how would.
She was already in the greenhouse when he arrived; true to her word it was empty. He had expected her to talk calmly to him, maybe a little kiss on the cheek as he arrived but it seemed that she had been waiting too long. She walked slowly over to him, wound her arms round his neck and kissed him long and slow. He was out of breath when they came up for air, she stepped backwards and grinned at him.
"Hello Parvarti, nice to see you too."
.....dreaming of her....
She had smiled at him that morning, at her smile he would melt, but he had to hold on just for a little longer. She had handed him a note and kissed him on the cheek before walking off...
Harry, I know that we feel the same way for each other. I hope that somehow we can put our past differences behind us and move on...to who knows what! Meet me at 5 in the herbology greenhouse #2 – nobody will be there at that time. See you, I hope. Xxx
5:00 seemed to take a century to arrive, he had just about managed through the lessons and he had spent half an hour deciding what to wear, discarding half his clothes and ending up in a pair of old but still reasonable good jeans and a new top that he had received for Christmas from Lupin a few Christmases ago. He thought he looked okay; he brushed his hair and cleaned his teeth. Not to casual but still kind of cool, he hoped. After that he had spent an hour sitting in the common room just trying to distract himself, he had been looking forward to this all day but suddenly he felt sick. What was he going to say? He confided to Ron who was not much help, just shrugging and saying "No point asking me, mate."
Finally at 10 to 5 he set off, butterflies in his stomach and weak knees. But now, once again, he was getting excited. Oh how he wanted to kiss her.....and maybe how would.
She was already in the greenhouse when he arrived; true to her word it was empty. He had expected her to talk calmly to him, maybe a little kiss on the cheek as he arrived but it seemed that she had been waiting too long. She walked slowly over to him, wound her arms round his neck and kissed him long and slow. He was out of breath when they came up for air, she stepped backwards and grinned at him.
"Hello Parvarti, nice to see you too."