Has the thought of bathing ever occurred to you? You thought that there
could be a magical spell, right? Wrong. Please read & review.
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On the way back to Griffindor tower Harry remembered something that made him wish he hadn't.
"I just remembered something, how.. how are we supposed to bathe?" He asked, turning red.
Hermione's face mimicked his by turning the reddest it could.
"I.. I don't know!" she said.
Hermione's heart was pounding.
'Oh god this is embarrassing, I never thought that I would have this conversation with Harry, with anyone really!' she thought.
Harry's mind was racing.
'This is Hermione, one of my best friends, and we're discussing taking a bath together?! This has been weird enough being stuck with her, sleeping in the same bed as her, but taking a bath together?' He tried to regain some of his normal skin pigmentation, but alas his face was still red as a tomato.
They were glad that they were in an uncrowded hall but soon they fell silent.
"It shouldn't really matter.." she started.
"No, it shouldn't.." he replied.
"After all we're friends" she said.
"Yeah, it's not really something that should matter.." he said.
"No.." she replied.
They were both looking to the ground. They eventually looked up to each other.
"Ron's going to be mad" Harry announced.
"Then we'll just not tell him" Hermione said.
"Or if it comes to it, tell him the truth" he said
"That we couldn't think of any alternatives?" she asked.
"Yeah, and that it wasn't something to get so worked up over, after all we're just friends." He said.
"Yes, of course." She responded.
'Well if Harry's okay with it, I am too.. alright it'll be weird but I can't think of any spells that would help us here.' She thought.
'No way out of it I guess, she seems alright with it, so at least we might not act totally awkward afterwards.' He thought.
He suddenly thought of something.
"Hermione, you're a prefect, right?"
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There they were in the prefect's bathroom. Both of them were nervous about this. Hermione held the towel against her tighter. The plan was: Bubbles, lots and lots of bubbles. Harry leaned down, holding the towel covering his lower body, he turned on the tap and as water started to fill the tub, he added bubble bath. They closed their eyes and jumped in.
'So far not too bad..' she thought.
She had tried not to notice his nicely toned upper body but couldn't help looking. Girls didn't just like him because he was 'the boy who lived'. There were a lot of bubbles now, covering the whole bath which had been their plan so that they weren't so bothered by the fact that they were bathing together. It helped. A bit.
'Bubbles.. good, now I just have to forget that Hermione's naked..' he thought, nearly smacking his head against the wall of the tub, trying to forget.
Hermione was trying to wash her hair one handed and was failing. She lifted her other arm, for a second forgetting that they were stuck together. She sighed and let that arm, along with Harry's fall into the bubbles. Harry was having an easier time washing his hair, since it was shorter, although still having trouble.
"Need some help?" he said, the first one to speak since they got in the bath.
She hesitated.
"Alright." She accepted.
Slowly he came closer to her, trying not to get too close. He took some shampoo and started working it through her thick brown hair. It was much easier this way. Hermione held her breath as he helped her wash her hair, they were so close. He eventually stopped, for a moment she wondered why.
"There.. you go." He managed to say.
She shook herself and rinsed off her hair. He retreated to his original spot and continued washing his hair. This time Hermione came closer.
"Need some help?" she said in a deep voice, mimicking him.
He was glad that she could find some humour in this, perhaps he could too. He tilted his head, making out like he was thinking about it for awhile.
"Alright." He responded in a high pitched voice, mimicking her.
She helped him wash his hair and then he rinsed his hair. They didn't speak much the rest of the bath and mostly kept back to back. They soon finished and left for Griffindor tower. Once in the common room they went to sit at a table for Harry's nightly Arithmancy cram session.
Opening his book, he noticed that Hermione smelled like the peach bubble bath they had put in. He took out the Arithmancy book that the school was lending him while he ordered his own book and the smell of the peach was overpowered by the smell of old books. He frowned but set to work. She started to tell him how to use certain numbers to gain an answer that will show you the nature of something. (can you tell I don't know what I'm talking about?) She paused as he ran his hand through his hair, hair that she had helped him wash while they were taking a bath together. He noticed that she had stopped and he looked at her quizzically. She blushed and continued, trying to suppress the memory.
"Hey guys"
Hermione and Harry nearly jumped out of their skin at the sound of Ron's voice. They felt sure that what they had just done was written on their face.
"Ron!" He said.
"Hi!" she said.
Ron didn't seem to notice their jumpiness.
"Guys.. I'm sorry for how I acted before, I understand that you can't get out of sleeping in the same bed. After all you guys are friends and I trust.." He said but stopped.
He looked at them both.
"Both of your hair is wet.." He said to them.
"Ron.. it.." Hermione started.
"BUBBLES! LOTS AND LOTS OF BUBBLES." Harry said, panicking.
She gave him a look and turned to Ron.
"Ron, we had to take one sooner or later, and we couldn't see anything.." she said.
"No what really gets me is that you guys didn't tell me you were together, and even now you can't admit it to me." Ron said.
Harry shared a look with Hermione. Ron just didn't want to listen. Harry made a decision.
"Sorry we didn't tell you sooner?" He said.
Her jaw dropped in disbelief.
'That little..!!'
"Thank you for finally admitting to me!" Ron said, actually looking relieved.
When he turned his back Harry gave her a 'sorry, please don't kill me' look. She chose to ignore it as she wrapped her hands around his throat. Ron turned quickly and Harry pulled her close to him to cover the near strangulation. Ron laughed.
"You two just can't take your hands off each other, can you?" he said.
"No, I just can't seem to.." she said, trying to wrap her hands around his throat again.
Harry smiled as if this was a joke before Ron returned to the boy's dormitory.
"I'm going to kill you!" She whispered, heatedly.
He lifted his hands to try to keep her at bay.
"Do you think he would have accepted 'no, we're not together but, yes we're bathing together'? You know he would have just gotten mad again and maybe not talk to us for weeks. And this is Ron, he's not going to tell anyone." He whispered back.
"Yeah I guess you're right.." she said.
As soon as he said his sentence, he noticed Ron talking to Lavender and Parvati.
".And if everyone in the school knows we could just act it out, right?" he said, still staring at Lavender and Parvati.
She looked to where he was looking.
"Great.." she said, crossly.
"I'm sorry.. this is all my fault, I shouldn't have told him." He said, apologetically.
"What if I like someone, Mr Potter?" she asked, daring him to answer.
"Then dump me." He replied.
"What?!"
"You heard me, dump me." He repeated.
"We were never going out!" she said, furiously.
"We can plan this all out, after all, how long do relationships last in this school? Two weeks? We could act like we were dating for two weeks, then you dump me in the great hall, but we wouldn't act too cold to each other since we're friends." He said, looking her in the eye.
She blushed at the suggestion.
"If I was going along with this, I would be doing you a favour, since you got me in this mess, right?" she said.
"Of course."
"Then alright, but don't expect me to kiss you just because we're 'going out'." She said.
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On the way back to Griffindor tower Harry remembered something that made him wish he hadn't.
"I just remembered something, how.. how are we supposed to bathe?" He asked, turning red.
Hermione's face mimicked his by turning the reddest it could.
"I.. I don't know!" she said.
Hermione's heart was pounding.
'Oh god this is embarrassing, I never thought that I would have this conversation with Harry, with anyone really!' she thought.
Harry's mind was racing.
'This is Hermione, one of my best friends, and we're discussing taking a bath together?! This has been weird enough being stuck with her, sleeping in the same bed as her, but taking a bath together?' He tried to regain some of his normal skin pigmentation, but alas his face was still red as a tomato.
They were glad that they were in an uncrowded hall but soon they fell silent.
"It shouldn't really matter.." she started.
"No, it shouldn't.." he replied.
"After all we're friends" she said.
"Yeah, it's not really something that should matter.." he said.
"No.." she replied.
They were both looking to the ground. They eventually looked up to each other.
"Ron's going to be mad" Harry announced.
"Then we'll just not tell him" Hermione said.
"Or if it comes to it, tell him the truth" he said
"That we couldn't think of any alternatives?" she asked.
"Yeah, and that it wasn't something to get so worked up over, after all we're just friends." He said.
"Yes, of course." She responded.
'Well if Harry's okay with it, I am too.. alright it'll be weird but I can't think of any spells that would help us here.' She thought.
'No way out of it I guess, she seems alright with it, so at least we might not act totally awkward afterwards.' He thought.
He suddenly thought of something.
"Hermione, you're a prefect, right?"
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There they were in the prefect's bathroom. Both of them were nervous about this. Hermione held the towel against her tighter. The plan was: Bubbles, lots and lots of bubbles. Harry leaned down, holding the towel covering his lower body, he turned on the tap and as water started to fill the tub, he added bubble bath. They closed their eyes and jumped in.
'So far not too bad..' she thought.
She had tried not to notice his nicely toned upper body but couldn't help looking. Girls didn't just like him because he was 'the boy who lived'. There were a lot of bubbles now, covering the whole bath which had been their plan so that they weren't so bothered by the fact that they were bathing together. It helped. A bit.
'Bubbles.. good, now I just have to forget that Hermione's naked..' he thought, nearly smacking his head against the wall of the tub, trying to forget.
Hermione was trying to wash her hair one handed and was failing. She lifted her other arm, for a second forgetting that they were stuck together. She sighed and let that arm, along with Harry's fall into the bubbles. Harry was having an easier time washing his hair, since it was shorter, although still having trouble.
"Need some help?" he said, the first one to speak since they got in the bath.
She hesitated.
"Alright." She accepted.
Slowly he came closer to her, trying not to get too close. He took some shampoo and started working it through her thick brown hair. It was much easier this way. Hermione held her breath as he helped her wash her hair, they were so close. He eventually stopped, for a moment she wondered why.
"There.. you go." He managed to say.
She shook herself and rinsed off her hair. He retreated to his original spot and continued washing his hair. This time Hermione came closer.
"Need some help?" she said in a deep voice, mimicking him.
He was glad that she could find some humour in this, perhaps he could too. He tilted his head, making out like he was thinking about it for awhile.
"Alright." He responded in a high pitched voice, mimicking her.
She helped him wash his hair and then he rinsed his hair. They didn't speak much the rest of the bath and mostly kept back to back. They soon finished and left for Griffindor tower. Once in the common room they went to sit at a table for Harry's nightly Arithmancy cram session.
Opening his book, he noticed that Hermione smelled like the peach bubble bath they had put in. He took out the Arithmancy book that the school was lending him while he ordered his own book and the smell of the peach was overpowered by the smell of old books. He frowned but set to work. She started to tell him how to use certain numbers to gain an answer that will show you the nature of something. (can you tell I don't know what I'm talking about?) She paused as he ran his hand through his hair, hair that she had helped him wash while they were taking a bath together. He noticed that she had stopped and he looked at her quizzically. She blushed and continued, trying to suppress the memory.
"Hey guys"
Hermione and Harry nearly jumped out of their skin at the sound of Ron's voice. They felt sure that what they had just done was written on their face.
"Ron!" He said.
"Hi!" she said.
Ron didn't seem to notice their jumpiness.
"Guys.. I'm sorry for how I acted before, I understand that you can't get out of sleeping in the same bed. After all you guys are friends and I trust.." He said but stopped.
He looked at them both.
"Both of your hair is wet.." He said to them.
"Ron.. it.." Hermione started.
"BUBBLES! LOTS AND LOTS OF BUBBLES." Harry said, panicking.
She gave him a look and turned to Ron.
"Ron, we had to take one sooner or later, and we couldn't see anything.." she said.
"No what really gets me is that you guys didn't tell me you were together, and even now you can't admit it to me." Ron said.
Harry shared a look with Hermione. Ron just didn't want to listen. Harry made a decision.
"Sorry we didn't tell you sooner?" He said.
Her jaw dropped in disbelief.
'That little..!!'
"Thank you for finally admitting to me!" Ron said, actually looking relieved.
When he turned his back Harry gave her a 'sorry, please don't kill me' look. She chose to ignore it as she wrapped her hands around his throat. Ron turned quickly and Harry pulled her close to him to cover the near strangulation. Ron laughed.
"You two just can't take your hands off each other, can you?" he said.
"No, I just can't seem to.." she said, trying to wrap her hands around his throat again.
Harry smiled as if this was a joke before Ron returned to the boy's dormitory.
"I'm going to kill you!" She whispered, heatedly.
He lifted his hands to try to keep her at bay.
"Do you think he would have accepted 'no, we're not together but, yes we're bathing together'? You know he would have just gotten mad again and maybe not talk to us for weeks. And this is Ron, he's not going to tell anyone." He whispered back.
"Yeah I guess you're right.." she said.
As soon as he said his sentence, he noticed Ron talking to Lavender and Parvati.
".And if everyone in the school knows we could just act it out, right?" he said, still staring at Lavender and Parvati.
She looked to where he was looking.
"Great.." she said, crossly.
"I'm sorry.. this is all my fault, I shouldn't have told him." He said, apologetically.
"What if I like someone, Mr Potter?" she asked, daring him to answer.
"Then dump me." He replied.
"What?!"
"You heard me, dump me." He repeated.
"We were never going out!" she said, furiously.
"We can plan this all out, after all, how long do relationships last in this school? Two weeks? We could act like we were dating for two weeks, then you dump me in the great hall, but we wouldn't act too cold to each other since we're friends." He said, looking her in the eye.
She blushed at the suggestion.
"If I was going along with this, I would be doing you a favour, since you got me in this mess, right?" she said.
"Of course."
"Then alright, but don't expect me to kiss you just because we're 'going out'." She said.
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