Disclaimer: I own nothing but Hazel!
(Sorry to all my dedicated fans... I am finally updating just for you and because Peter is impatient. This chapter might suck but I hope it doesn't. I already wrote chapter 8 so it's coming up soon after this one.)
This story was written by me AND Cory. He helped he fix it and gave me tons of ideas so here's BIG BIG thanks to him and half credit.
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Hazel walked up the great stone steps, with her friends at her side until they reached the towering wooden doors. They all chatted about little nothings and Hazel described the incident at care of magical creatures to them with a hint of disgust on her tongue. Harry seemed to be always next to her, glancing at her, flashing his big... smile (A/N HAHA! Sorry... I had to! My bad side took over).
As soon as dinner was over she got up before everyone and left. She wanted to think things over. After spending hours with people she just needed some down time. She walked down the dimly lit corridors; her bag slung over her shoulder. A strand of silky chestnut hair escaped her hair clip her mother had given her, and fell on her cheek.
Soon she was standing in front of the fat lady's portrait. She muttered 'Quickspell', the password and the portrait swung open revealing a warm red and golden common room with large comfortable chairs and glowing fire places ablaze.
She went over to the big high backed chair in front of the fire and set her stuff down so she could quickly go up to her room and get her reading glasses. After claiming her chair she went up a quick flight of stairs and opened the door to her bed chambers. She had to hold her hand in front of her mouth to stop her self from screaming from being startled.
A shower of rose petals fell from the ceiling and in front of her two floating, twinkling balls of light were holding a piece of parchment. All of a sudden the parchment unrolled and written in beautiful calligraphy were the words "Will you go out with me? Love, Harry p.s. say your answer into the rose"
Hazel was speechless. And as soon as she was done reading the letter, a beautiful perfect rose appeared in front of her. Following the instructions, Hazel whispered "yes" into its lustrous gleaming petals and it disappeared once again.
She walked down to the common room where a number of people mingled around talking loudly and grouped with their friends. But Hazel didn't see these people. She walked by everyone until she got to a certain messy black haired boy holding a red rose smiling ear to ear. She smiled trying not to giggle... she felt so pink and pretty. She wrapped her arms around him ignored peoples questioning stares and whispered into Harry's ear "yes! A thousand times yes!"
The next few days whirled by, and Harry and Hazel were off in their own little world. Everyone in the whole school knew they were going out. They were like the most famous couple. Even the teachers thought they were cute together. McGonagall even lessened the amount of homework for their class. There was only one person who wasn't happy with this new relationship. Draco Malfoy. He was taking out his rage and being meaner than usual to those he thought lesser than him. If there was one thing that made a Malfoy angry, it was when they didn't get want they wanted. And Draco Malfoy wanted Hazel Stirling.
Week after week Draco would try and get Hazel alone but she was always with Harry. Holding hands, kissing, whispering nothings into each others ears. Then Draco noticed something at dinner one day. Hazel always got up 5 minutes before everyone else and left the great hall. Not wanting to waste a perfect opportunity, he dismissed himself from the great hall as well.
When he opened the great oak doors and exited the Great hall, he saw exactly what he wanted to see. Hazel was walking not even 5 yards ahead of him in the direction of the Gryffindor tower. A sly smirk spread along Draco's lips. He quickened his pace and soon he was 2 feet behind her. Suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks and swung around with a hint of fear in her glistening eyes. Her face then relaxed and fear was replaced by an annoyed look.
"What do you want Malfoy?" spat Hazel. She wasn't going to let him ruin her perfect life right now. She was so happy with Harry.
"Where's your little lovey dovey boy Potter?" Draco said smirking. He loved getting a rise out of her. "I'm surprised you haven't had yourselves permanently glued together. Always holding hands; giggling to each other. He's almost as much of a girl as you... if not more."
Anger started to fill every inch in her body. She started running full speed at Draco and she slammed into his hard abs sending him against a wall. On his left, an old suit of armor came crashing down making loud echoes boom down the hall. She immediately started pounding her small fists into his sides, not hurting him at all.
She gasped between punches, "Don't... make...fun...of...UH!... Harry!" Draco was about to laugh when she fell into his large muscular body, leaning in for support. She tried hitting him more but she was too tired. The comfort she felt against him was the greatest comfort she had ever felt. Hazel looked into his eyes and just rested there. "You suck..." she laughed. He smiled and gently stroked her raising and lowering back. She wasn't really mad at him anymore. Her feelings for him came rushing back. He took her chin in his hand and gently kissed her on her soft lips. She closed her eyes and kissed back when all of a sudden they heard footsteps coming down the corridor. She quickly let go of him and said "I...uh have to go" and with that she turned and ran off down the corridor leaving Draco stunned and yet still smiling.
The thoughts swirling around her head were giving her a head ache. Soon she was back in the common room and she just sat down in her favorite chair in front of the fire and just stared and the flames, dancing, licking at each other, fighting for the log. She was so entranced by the flames that she didn't hear her name being called several times.
"Hazel!" said a voice loudly next to her. She shook her head into focus and saw the last person she wanted to see... Harry. He was smiling. "Tired? You know it's already 11."
"It is? Wow. How long was I looking at the fire?" Hazel said astonished. She suddenly felt a huge wave of guilt wash over her. She had kissed Draco Malfoy while going out with Harry... and liked it!
"I think its time for you to go to bed young lady." Said Harry teasingly. He helped her up and was about to kiss her when she backed away. "What's wrong?"
"I...I have some thing to tell you..." she said averting her eyes. "Today after dinner I ran into someone... well Draco to be specific. And well we kind of kissed and... I ...."
Harry's jaw dropped in disbelief. "W...what?" he stammered, interrupting her and backing up into a chair. "You mean to tell me you kissed Draco Malfoy? My worst enemy!" he was yelling now and his face was growing redder by the minute.
"Well he kissed me...but I kissed him back. I'm sorry... I mean I still really like you but..." Hazel said getting frightened backing into the corner of the now darker common room. She hit the wall and Harry was advancing on her, looking sad and angry.
"WHAT!" screamed Harry. His face was beat red and you could see his temples throbbing, a tear leaking out of the corner of his eye.
Hazel was crouching in the dark corner, where the firelight couldn't reach. Harry stood over her his face shiny with tears. This was the first time Hazel, or anyone in that matter, had seen him this angry.
Hazel had tears streaming down her face as well, her mascara was leaving black lines down her cheeks. Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her up so she was face to face with him. Fire was gleaming in his eyes, filled with hurt.
"Please, just go. Just go away." And with that he let go and she ran out of the fat lady's portrait to face the darkness.
DUN DUN DUN! Another cliffhanger. What will happen next? Read on to find out!
(Sorry to all my dedicated fans... I am finally updating just for you and because Peter is impatient. This chapter might suck but I hope it doesn't. I already wrote chapter 8 so it's coming up soon after this one.)
This story was written by me AND Cory. He helped he fix it and gave me tons of ideas so here's BIG BIG thanks to him and half credit.
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Hazel walked up the great stone steps, with her friends at her side until they reached the towering wooden doors. They all chatted about little nothings and Hazel described the incident at care of magical creatures to them with a hint of disgust on her tongue. Harry seemed to be always next to her, glancing at her, flashing his big... smile (A/N HAHA! Sorry... I had to! My bad side took over).
As soon as dinner was over she got up before everyone and left. She wanted to think things over. After spending hours with people she just needed some down time. She walked down the dimly lit corridors; her bag slung over her shoulder. A strand of silky chestnut hair escaped her hair clip her mother had given her, and fell on her cheek.
Soon she was standing in front of the fat lady's portrait. She muttered 'Quickspell', the password and the portrait swung open revealing a warm red and golden common room with large comfortable chairs and glowing fire places ablaze.
She went over to the big high backed chair in front of the fire and set her stuff down so she could quickly go up to her room and get her reading glasses. After claiming her chair she went up a quick flight of stairs and opened the door to her bed chambers. She had to hold her hand in front of her mouth to stop her self from screaming from being startled.
A shower of rose petals fell from the ceiling and in front of her two floating, twinkling balls of light were holding a piece of parchment. All of a sudden the parchment unrolled and written in beautiful calligraphy were the words "Will you go out with me? Love, Harry p.s. say your answer into the rose"
Hazel was speechless. And as soon as she was done reading the letter, a beautiful perfect rose appeared in front of her. Following the instructions, Hazel whispered "yes" into its lustrous gleaming petals and it disappeared once again.
She walked down to the common room where a number of people mingled around talking loudly and grouped with their friends. But Hazel didn't see these people. She walked by everyone until she got to a certain messy black haired boy holding a red rose smiling ear to ear. She smiled trying not to giggle... she felt so pink and pretty. She wrapped her arms around him ignored peoples questioning stares and whispered into Harry's ear "yes! A thousand times yes!"
The next few days whirled by, and Harry and Hazel were off in their own little world. Everyone in the whole school knew they were going out. They were like the most famous couple. Even the teachers thought they were cute together. McGonagall even lessened the amount of homework for their class. There was only one person who wasn't happy with this new relationship. Draco Malfoy. He was taking out his rage and being meaner than usual to those he thought lesser than him. If there was one thing that made a Malfoy angry, it was when they didn't get want they wanted. And Draco Malfoy wanted Hazel Stirling.
Week after week Draco would try and get Hazel alone but she was always with Harry. Holding hands, kissing, whispering nothings into each others ears. Then Draco noticed something at dinner one day. Hazel always got up 5 minutes before everyone else and left the great hall. Not wanting to waste a perfect opportunity, he dismissed himself from the great hall as well.
When he opened the great oak doors and exited the Great hall, he saw exactly what he wanted to see. Hazel was walking not even 5 yards ahead of him in the direction of the Gryffindor tower. A sly smirk spread along Draco's lips. He quickened his pace and soon he was 2 feet behind her. Suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks and swung around with a hint of fear in her glistening eyes. Her face then relaxed and fear was replaced by an annoyed look.
"What do you want Malfoy?" spat Hazel. She wasn't going to let him ruin her perfect life right now. She was so happy with Harry.
"Where's your little lovey dovey boy Potter?" Draco said smirking. He loved getting a rise out of her. "I'm surprised you haven't had yourselves permanently glued together. Always holding hands; giggling to each other. He's almost as much of a girl as you... if not more."
Anger started to fill every inch in her body. She started running full speed at Draco and she slammed into his hard abs sending him against a wall. On his left, an old suit of armor came crashing down making loud echoes boom down the hall. She immediately started pounding her small fists into his sides, not hurting him at all.
She gasped between punches, "Don't... make...fun...of...UH!... Harry!" Draco was about to laugh when she fell into his large muscular body, leaning in for support. She tried hitting him more but she was too tired. The comfort she felt against him was the greatest comfort she had ever felt. Hazel looked into his eyes and just rested there. "You suck..." she laughed. He smiled and gently stroked her raising and lowering back. She wasn't really mad at him anymore. Her feelings for him came rushing back. He took her chin in his hand and gently kissed her on her soft lips. She closed her eyes and kissed back when all of a sudden they heard footsteps coming down the corridor. She quickly let go of him and said "I...uh have to go" and with that she turned and ran off down the corridor leaving Draco stunned and yet still smiling.
The thoughts swirling around her head were giving her a head ache. Soon she was back in the common room and she just sat down in her favorite chair in front of the fire and just stared and the flames, dancing, licking at each other, fighting for the log. She was so entranced by the flames that she didn't hear her name being called several times.
"Hazel!" said a voice loudly next to her. She shook her head into focus and saw the last person she wanted to see... Harry. He was smiling. "Tired? You know it's already 11."
"It is? Wow. How long was I looking at the fire?" Hazel said astonished. She suddenly felt a huge wave of guilt wash over her. She had kissed Draco Malfoy while going out with Harry... and liked it!
"I think its time for you to go to bed young lady." Said Harry teasingly. He helped her up and was about to kiss her when she backed away. "What's wrong?"
"I...I have some thing to tell you..." she said averting her eyes. "Today after dinner I ran into someone... well Draco to be specific. And well we kind of kissed and... I ...."
Harry's jaw dropped in disbelief. "W...what?" he stammered, interrupting her and backing up into a chair. "You mean to tell me you kissed Draco Malfoy? My worst enemy!" he was yelling now and his face was growing redder by the minute.
"Well he kissed me...but I kissed him back. I'm sorry... I mean I still really like you but..." Hazel said getting frightened backing into the corner of the now darker common room. She hit the wall and Harry was advancing on her, looking sad and angry.
"WHAT!" screamed Harry. His face was beat red and you could see his temples throbbing, a tear leaking out of the corner of his eye.
Hazel was crouching in the dark corner, where the firelight couldn't reach. Harry stood over her his face shiny with tears. This was the first time Hazel, or anyone in that matter, had seen him this angry.
Hazel had tears streaming down her face as well, her mascara was leaving black lines down her cheeks. Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her up so she was face to face with him. Fire was gleaming in his eyes, filled with hurt.
"Please, just go. Just go away." And with that he let go and she ran out of the fat lady's portrait to face the darkness.
DUN DUN DUN! Another cliffhanger. What will happen next? Read on to find out!