Hey, sorry for the long wait for the updsate, i was having my last blast before school started again. I wont make you wait any longer.... ONWARD WITH THE CHAPTER!!
It was supper by the time they saw Harry again. "Oy, mate, have a productive day, if you know what I mean, while we were slaving away in class?"
"Of course," Harry said as he winked at Ron, and then blushed as he realized what he had done.
"Uhh, Hermione, I need to talk to you about something important," Harry, whispered so that only she and Ron could hear.
Now it was Ron's turn to worry.
"Maybe I wasn't far off when I said that he had a crush on Hermione," He thought.
She would drop him like a sack of potatoes for Harry Potter, the boy who lived.
Ron got up and muttered something that sounded like," I've got to go to the library, see you guys later," before quickly kissing Hermione, un-nerving her by his abrupt departure, and making Harry jealous. He quickly left the great hall.
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about, Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I was hoping you could meet me in the common room, after everyone's asleep."
"I think we'd be better off in the abandoned class room on the third floor, that way no one will over-hear us."
"Ok, sounds good. Then we can meet around eightish?"
"Great, shit, I've got to talk to a certain teacher about a certain grade, talk to you then Harry," and Hermione quickly dashed out of the Great Hall, leaving Harry alone and uncomfortable.
Harry floated through his classes, rehearsing how he was going to tell Hermione one of his deepest, darkest, secrets. His other being his affinity for parading in front of the mirror in black leather pants, however, he always felt as if the pants made his ass look rather fat. Just to see if they really did, he slipped off his jeans and began the long struggle of actually getting into the leather pants. After what seemed like hours, Harry finally got into his pants and was now looking at himself in the mirror.
"Oh Bloody Fucking Hell, my arse does look big in these pants!!" Harry sobbed out loud.
"Awww, poor Ickle Harry, his arse looks big in leather pants."
It was Dean and Seamus standing in the doorway attempting to suppress their hysterical laughter.
"H-How long have you two been standing there?" Harry muttered as he blushed furiously.
"Long enough, my friend, long enough."
"Shit!"
"Ha ha ha, aren't you late for your date with Neville?" The pestilent pair crowed.
"Shut up you insufferable gits."
"Awww, have we gone and pissed off Harry, I mean Harriet.
The two started laughing all over again.
"That didn't even make sense, Dean," Seamus said.
"Would you two bugger off?"
"With each other? Well we don't swing that way, but obviously you do." "For your information, I've got a hot date that I'm going to be late for in about, shit, five minutes, so if you'll excuse me."
Harry left the room with his greatest attempt of a non-gay swagger.
"By the way, you two really need better insults, I mean Harriet?! Telling me I'm dating Neville? You two better grow up and fast or else you will end up buggering each other."
"Oy, you puff, we're not the gays around here"
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," and with that he ran down the stairs as fast as he could, out of the common room and to the abandoned classroom on the third floor.
I only got one review this time, i swear i'm gonna cry:( nah its kool. anyway a big thanks to my one reviewer Chrismukkah-hunnie, whom also happens to be my colaberator, thanks for reading my stort 4thousand and 51 times lol, how long is 14 inches again? lol anyway, thanks for FINALLY reviewing. ttyl
