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Hermione sighed and looked at Harry, "I will wait right here for you," she said sitting in the nearest chair. Harry nodded and took off up the stairs. Hermione pulled her hands down her impatient and worried face.
Harry made it to the top of the stairs this time glancing around trying to remember everything, being as it wouldn't be likely that he'd be up here again. No girls were around, most were at breakfast. He noticed that the girls were not as clean as he would of thought. Most girls left clothes all over there beds, 'probably trying to pick something out to wear.' Harry thought.
One girl's bed had a puppy poster above it of two cute puppies biting at each other's ears playfully. The dresser next to the bed had stickers of many different kinds of dogs in every color. A stuffed toy of a Dalmatian was placed in the middle of to light blue pillows that matched the bedding on that and all other beds. Posters of the popular bands were around the other girls' beds that most Harry had never heard of. Like, the Weird Wizards of Wizzelville or the Boys of Sicker Trickery. Most of the posters were of guys showing off their mussels or their overly white teeth. They stared at Harry as he walked throughout the room.
Harry went to Hermione dresser that was clean and fixed up nice and untouched. Thankful for Hermione's odd perfection ways, each drawer was labeled for what was in it. Pulling out the clothes from each drawer trying to put off as long as he could... the bra. But seeing as he had already went threw most of the drawers more then twice in time, he had no choice but to open the bottom drawer labeled 'Underclothes.'
Harry looked threw the drawer awkwardly and quickly searching for a bra that looked to be in one piece. After finding a dark green one, he looked at the clothes on the floor that he had picked out and smiled strangely at the posters on the wall. Deciding that it was just to weird to change in front of all those faces that seemed to find him interesting, Harry walked into the bathroom area. He placed the pile of clothes on a sink and took off the robe and PJs and looked away from his body. He first changed in to the underwear and pants. Then socks and shoes not wishing to do anymore, he sat on the floor. Looking to the bra, shirt, and rest of the code dress of Hogwarts, he sighed.
Harry grabbed the green bra and put his arms threw two different holes and pulled it over his head. He pulled it down and knew that it wasn't on right. He took it off and looked at it closely. (If only someone could see his priceless face) Harry looked at the bra questionably and saw that the holes were different sizes and then put it on correctly and pulled it down fittingly. Followed by the rest of Hermione's clothes and he got to his feet.
Harry looked at himself in a nearby mirror that was over one of the three sinks. He looked like Hermione did normally, but the hair was a mess. He ran into the other room, looked all around Hermione's bedside, and grabbed from the top of her dresser, a brush. Then went back to the mirror and began to brush his hair. Harry seemed bored with the look of the fluffily hair that framed his face. He produced a big hair tie with Hermione's wand, that was in his pocket, and brushed his hair up into a half ponytail. Harry was thinking to himself how odd it was to be able to do something with his hair.
Harry then wetted his hair with water. Then used his wand to get gel in his hair to show the curl. Feeling satisfied, he walked out of the restroom with one faint look back in the mirror and took off down the stairs.
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Hermione was waiting feeling unsure of what to think. She watched the steps hoping that all of this would be over quickly. Quietly she stood up and walked over to the bottom and stared up.
"Harry," Ron said as he came into the common room from the boy's dorm, "what was with you this morning?" Hermione ignored him forgetting again that she was Harry at the moment.
"Harry?"
Hermione looked back and saw Ron staring at her. "Morning Ron, how did you sleep?"
Ron looked at her oddly but thought to answer the question. "Fine," he replied, "had an ok morning too, until you yelled." Ron said, "What was wrong?"
"Oh I was just...I mean I had a strange dream, that's all." Hermione said dismissively.
"Was it a You-Know-Who dream?" Ron asked with a gulp.
"No, it was just weird," she replied back.
Ron looked at Hermione oddly. "What?" Hermione said after no words came out either of their mouths and put her hands to her hips.
"Nothing," Ron stared at her, "I think that I'll just go to breakfast now." He said still staring at her. "Are you coming?"
"I'll be down in a minute I am just waiting on..." she stopped herself before the name slipped out, "Hermione. She was going to show me something to do with my homework on potions." Hermione said hoping that Ron would buy into it. Ron just stared at her before saying 'see you' and took off threw the portrait hole. Hermione went back to staring at the bottom of the steps and she watched Harry come down them finally.
"How do I look?" Harry said patting at the now curly hair.
"That's what took you so long?" Hermione said heaving a sigh.
"Hermione," he said to her quietly, "you have little or no faith in my trust and promises, do you?"
"I trust you," she said defensively, "but I just felt scared." Staring at Harry only made her break down. She had tears coming out of the deep green eyes showing that she was indeed worried about the switch. She was looking down at the ground to avoid Harry's stare.
"It's okay, really," Harry said to her happily, "I didn't even look, honestly." Harry took his hands and wiped the tears out of her eyes with his thumbs. People around the room stared at the scene. Harry cleared his throat and walked across the room and threw the portrait hole, followed by Hermione.
"This switch is hard to deal with," Hermione said to him quietly before reaching the stairs.
"Think that they'll say anything to Ron?" Harry asked being as they were both being quiet the whole way down to the Great Hall.
"I don't think so," Hermione said, "why? Do you think that they'll think that you and me are something?" Hermione said back. They sat down next to Ron and Ginny who were going on about a letter they had got from the twins.
"You saw what we just did," Harry said as he got back up and sat across from Ron remembering Hermione and Ron were going out. Fearing that Ron would get the urge to hug or cuddle. (hehe) "Or what it looked like," he said lightly.
"What are you two going on about?" Ron said after Ginny took off to talk with some of her friends from Ravenclaw.
"Homework," Hermione said quickly thinking of what she told Ron earlier. Harry looked to Hermione for answers on what to say looking clueless, so she went on. "Hermione was telling me how to fix the problem I am always having with potions."
"That was sweet of you," Ron said staring longingly at Harry (as he was Hermione) "What did you tell him?" Ron asked oh-so politely.
Harry gave Hermione a quick look of what-have-you-done and turned back to face Ron. "The time." Harry put it simply.
"Time?" Ron asked sweetly as he napkined his face after finishing his meal that they were just starting. "What do you mean?"
"I mean ummm... how long it takes to cut up things and how long it takes to put them in the potion, that's all." Harry said as took a bowl and filled it with oatmeal.
"Oh," Ron said looking to be full and ready to leave. "I need to go change my shirt," he said showing that he had spilled something all down the front of it, "I'll see you guys in class later."
"Alright," Harry and Hermione said both with happy faces.
"I was hoping he'd leave. Did I say the right thing?" Harry asked.
"By-the-way," Ron said coming back to the table, "I love what you have done with your hair," he said and bent down, brushing the many curls aside, and kissed Harry on the cheek. Harry watched Ron walk away happily, then once he was out of site; Harry rubbed his face with a wet napkin and gave Hermione a look that said 'gross.' Hermione giggled and went back to eating a breakfast roll.
"That wasn't funny," Harry hissed at her.
"Was," Hermione said smiling at her plate.
"No, really that was just wrong," Harry added.
"He doesn't know that," she smiled, "and..." Hermione began but changed her mind and shoved another piece of roll in her mouth.
"And?" Harry repeated. Hermione looked at Harry loving like and swallowed her food.
"That would have been our first kiss," she giggled and Harry smiled at her and went back to his breakfast.
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