Chapter 27: Breakfast Hu?
The alarm clock went off at 5 o'clock the next morning. Hazel and Harry turned over to look at each other. Nether had slept that night. But both had stayed silent. Well, silent in the air but not in their minds. Oh no, each had so many thoughts cloud their minds that night that they felt like they had a headache from so much thinking.
They got up with out any words and Hazel went into the restroom. As she brushed her teeth she looked down at a pregnancy test that was still in its box. She sighed. Hazel wished she could have a baby but with Voldemort and her weak heart it was just too risky.
"Maybe me and Harry could adopt?" thought Hazel to herself. This idea made her smiled and she spit out the toothpaste.
Mean while Harry thought about how he would go crazy if he ever lost Hazel again. Her death would intern led to his own within a couple of days. They would never ever have the chance to have kids or get married.
Hazel walked back into the bedroom and looked at Harry. He was standing in front of the dresser with his shirt half way on and he looked to be deep in thought. Hazel smiled and walked up to him. She put her hands on his chest. Harry's thoughts left as he smiled at Hazel's playfulness.
"Do you need help putting that on?" asked Hazel in his ear.
Harry smiled wider. "Actually I could use some helping taking it off."
Hazel laughed a soft laugh. "If only we had time. Dumbledore will be here in about 55 minutes and we need to eat and finish getting ready and packed," said Hazel as she walked over to her dresser.
"Oh really?" asked Harry as he walked over to her and picked her up. She giggled madly.
"You don't think we couldn't make it in time?" asked Harry as he laid her on the bed.
"You realize this seems to be the only thing we do," said Hazel as Harry lend in to kiss her.
"Yeah but I don't hear you complaining," said Harry softly as he kissed her.
He didn't care how many times they made love or kissed, it always felt like the first time to him. He couldn't get enough of it. He couldn't get enough of her.
54 minutes later Harry and Hazel came down the stairs fully dressed and carrying their suitcases. They were both giggling and looking like they where having fun until both of them spotted Dumbledore and the others standing in front of the front door.
"The house elf left us in," said Dumbledore. "I presume this is fine?"
"Oh yes. We just finished packing," said Harry.
"Packing hu?" asked Hermione with her eyebrow raised as she walked over and zipped up the back of Hazel's cream colored pants.
"Well breakfast took a little longer then we thought," said Hazel trying not to laugh at the though of Harry's neck really being her breakfast.
"Well I assume you are ready now? Shall we?" asked Dumbldore as he walked out.
Ron moved over so him and Harry were the last ones to walk out.
"You know mate. Hazel must be a wild one," said Ron with a smile.
"Why do you say that?" asked Harry.
"Well it is either that or you gave yourself a hickey," said Ron as he lift up some of Harry's long unruly hair off the side of his neck.
Harry wasn't sure weather to believe his friend or not. So before he walked out he looked in the mirror next to the door. And sure enough there was a deep red hickey on his neck.
Harry grind and look in Hazel direction.
"She is going to get it for that one," he said playfully as he used his wand to make it disappear. Ron closed the door shacking his head in amusement.
The alarm clock went off at 5 o'clock the next morning. Hazel and Harry turned over to look at each other. Nether had slept that night. But both had stayed silent. Well, silent in the air but not in their minds. Oh no, each had so many thoughts cloud their minds that night that they felt like they had a headache from so much thinking.
They got up with out any words and Hazel went into the restroom. As she brushed her teeth she looked down at a pregnancy test that was still in its box. She sighed. Hazel wished she could have a baby but with Voldemort and her weak heart it was just too risky.
"Maybe me and Harry could adopt?" thought Hazel to herself. This idea made her smiled and she spit out the toothpaste.
Mean while Harry thought about how he would go crazy if he ever lost Hazel again. Her death would intern led to his own within a couple of days. They would never ever have the chance to have kids or get married.
Hazel walked back into the bedroom and looked at Harry. He was standing in front of the dresser with his shirt half way on and he looked to be deep in thought. Hazel smiled and walked up to him. She put her hands on his chest. Harry's thoughts left as he smiled at Hazel's playfulness.
"Do you need help putting that on?" asked Hazel in his ear.
Harry smiled wider. "Actually I could use some helping taking it off."
Hazel laughed a soft laugh. "If only we had time. Dumbledore will be here in about 55 minutes and we need to eat and finish getting ready and packed," said Hazel as she walked over to her dresser.
"Oh really?" asked Harry as he walked over to her and picked her up. She giggled madly.
"You don't think we couldn't make it in time?" asked Harry as he laid her on the bed.
"You realize this seems to be the only thing we do," said Hazel as Harry lend in to kiss her.
"Yeah but I don't hear you complaining," said Harry softly as he kissed her.
He didn't care how many times they made love or kissed, it always felt like the first time to him. He couldn't get enough of it. He couldn't get enough of her.
54 minutes later Harry and Hazel came down the stairs fully dressed and carrying their suitcases. They were both giggling and looking like they where having fun until both of them spotted Dumbledore and the others standing in front of the front door.
"The house elf left us in," said Dumbledore. "I presume this is fine?"
"Oh yes. We just finished packing," said Harry.
"Packing hu?" asked Hermione with her eyebrow raised as she walked over and zipped up the back of Hazel's cream colored pants.
"Well breakfast took a little longer then we thought," said Hazel trying not to laugh at the though of Harry's neck really being her breakfast.
"Well I assume you are ready now? Shall we?" asked Dumbldore as he walked out.
Ron moved over so him and Harry were the last ones to walk out.
"You know mate. Hazel must be a wild one," said Ron with a smile.
"Why do you say that?" asked Harry.
"Well it is either that or you gave yourself a hickey," said Ron as he lift up some of Harry's long unruly hair off the side of his neck.
Harry wasn't sure weather to believe his friend or not. So before he walked out he looked in the mirror next to the door. And sure enough there was a deep red hickey on his neck.
Harry grind and look in Hazel direction.
"She is going to get it for that one," he said playfully as he used his wand to make it disappear. Ron closed the door shacking his head in amusement.