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I Love You
Chapter-18-First Kiss
Faith was definitely a lot more enjoyable. Everyone liked to be around her. She talked, laughed and joked a lot more now. Mainly because she was a lot more comfortable; everyone was surprised to find her quite a chatterbox. Today, a Saturday, she sat in the library working on one of her papers while waiting for Hermione.
It happened just a few days ago. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Faith were all sitting in the great hall talking about the Yule ball coming up. "So, Herm, yer going with Ron, right?"
Hermione nodded. "Are you going with anyone?"
Faith shook her head. "No."
Ron shrugged then looked at Harry. "Aren't you going with someone then Harry? You can come with me and Hermione."
"No offence or anything Ron, but I really don't want to be standing there like an idiot after you and Hermione have left doing who knows what." Ron blushed.
Hermione suddenly slammed her fork down on the table and made everyone jump. "I've got it! Harry, you and Faith should go together."
No one said anything. Faith could feel herself turning red. Then Harry looked at her and she looked at him. "I will if you will."
"Uh. . . okay. . .sure."
"Cool." And Hermione went back to her food, obviously pleased with herself.
"Sure," faith muttered so no one would hear. "Um, would you please excuse me? I have some stuff to do."
"Like what?" Hermione asked.
"Like see if I have enough money for a dress." And she walked out.
Harry got up and followed her out of the great hall. "Faith, wait up."
Faith turned to him. "Yes Harry?"
"Listen, what I asked you just then, or whatever that was called, I well. . ."
"Yes?"
"Well, I mean, I wanted to ask you the right way. Um. . .Would you like to go the ball with me?"
Faith froze. She couldn't feel her feet. Her legs were suddenly gone as far as she knew. And she was positive that she looked like an over ripe tomato. This, this, - Harry, had just asked her to the ball. The hottest, most sensitive, nicest guy she had ever met. She opened her mouth to answer but could not feel any saliva in her throat. She tried again, and as nervous as she was, got out, "Yeah. I'd love to."
"Great," Harry smiled and turned back into the other direction.
Faith clapped her hands together, and out on a big smile. It took all she had to not squeal like a little girl and jump up and down. She quickly ran up to her room and told Hermione about it that night.
That's why she was now in the library. Faith was waiting for Hermione to come get her then they were going to go to Diagon Alley and do their shopping.
Faith flipped the page. It wasn't like she was actually reading the book. Just flipping through it and waiting for noon to come.
"Faith?"
"Hey, Ginny."
"Come let's go."
"Go where?"
"Diagon Alley."
"I was going to go with Hermione."
Ginny nodded. "I know. Were going to meet her there in a little bit."
"Okay." Faith stood up. "Is Luna coming to then?"
"Yip."
The girls walked until they got to a dead end in the school. "Why are we stopping here?" asked Faith.
"Look." Ginny took out her wand and tapped the separate bricks in a pattern. Faith smiled as the bricks broke away from each other and formed a tunnel that seemed pretty long.
"That is amazing." Faith commented.
"Yeah," Ginny agreed as they walked in. Both girls said, "Lumos" (sp?) and lit up their wands. "The professors decided to put the tunnel in two years ago."
"Why?"
"So students could make a quick trip to Diagon Alley in case they forgot anything."
"Ah."
The two girls exited the tunnel in no time. Faith as glad they did. She didn't like dark places. "Hey Luna, Hey Herm!"
"Hey you two," Hermione smiled. "Ready for some fun?"
"Oh yeah."
The group of girls headed towards the shops. "Remember when you told me how you always wanted to do more girly things as you got older?" Hermione asked Faith and she nodded. "Well, here we go. Ginny, do you and Luna want to meet us at the jewelry shop later? We have to get a dress for Faith."
"Sure," Ginny agreed. "Come on Luna. I saw a really pretty necklace that would look really good with your dress."
"About that Gin," said Luna, "let's do a bit of dress window shopping real quick. I saw a really nice one."
"Better than the one your mom found for you?"
"Much. Plus it isn't second hand."
"Hermione, where is this dress shop?"
"The one Ginny and Luna are going to is a slightly cheaper one. The one we're going to is much more expensive."
"Keep in mind that I do not have a lot of money."
Hermione nodded. "I know."
The two girl arrived at the store and began looking. "Here's one," Hermione held up a long red gown and Faith shook her head.
"Nah. Look at the waist. That would not fit me."
"Good point," and Hermione put it back. "Hey, do you like purple?"
"Not on me."
Hermione groaned. "You're so picky."
"Everyone I've ever met is. Hey, Hermione, did you say you have a dress?"
Hermione nodded. "Yes. Why?"
"Because this would look really nice on you." Faith pulled out a fall colored dress. It was spaghetti straps and brown at the top then sunk into the color yellow then back to brown. There was thin lace covering it and had jewels sewn into it. "What do you think?"
Hermione smiled and said then, "Maybe. Let's get yours first. Besides, would I even fit in that?"
Faith shrugged. "We could make it fit you."
The two girls went back to looking. It felt they had been looking the whole day until Hermione gasped and Faith walked over to her. "What about this one?" she asked Faith.
Faith's eyes widened. It was the same white dress she had seen in London over a month ago. "Yes," she breathed. "Please, can we get it."
Hermione checked the price. "I'll help pay for it. Come on, we still have other things to get."
"Can you still get that brown dress?"
"Why do you want me to get it so bad?"
"Honestly, I think it looks much better than the one you have right now."
Hermione nodded. "Okay."
The two girls went up to the register. "Hello," said a woman who seemed oddly familiar to Faith.
"Hi," Hermione said back.
"Is this all?" asked the woman.
"Yes," Hermione answered.
As she paid, along with Faith's help, Faith studied the woman. Who was she? Where had she met her? The woman in the dress shop in London had short, blonde curly hair and blue eyes. This woman had long, straight brown hair with brown eyes. Faith shook her head. Why was she comparing the two?
"Thank you." Hermione gave Faith her change. "Ready?"
"Yeah."
The two girls turned around to leave but stopped. Marigold and Cho had entered the store. "Come on." Hermione tried to get by them without being noticed but obviously didn't try hard enough.
"Hello Hermione," Marigold smiled.
"Hey," Hermione said quickly and tried to leave once again but it didn't work. Again.
"What's the rush? What did you two get?" asked Cho.
"Dresses," answered Faith.
"Can we see?" Marigold asked.
"Why?"
"Just because."
Hesitantly, Faith and Hermione took held out their dresses which were now covered with plastic bags. "Oh, wow," said Marigold to Faith's dress.
"What?"
"Excuse me ma'am?"
The owner walked up to them. "Yes?" she asked Marigold.
"Is this the same dress that I put on hold?"
Faith slapped herself mentally. Marigold was the same girl she had seen in London enter the dress shop that day. How could she forget?
"Oh, is it?" The woman pretended to study Faith's dress. "Why, yes, I think it is." Marigold opened her mouth but the woman beat her to it. "I have another dress that really would look better on you though. Trust me, besides"- she looked at Faith, "this dress was really meant for someone your size."
Faith frowned. Who was this woman. She looked back at Marigold. "Would you like to see it? I promise it is just as beautiful"
"Yes please," said Marigold.
"Right this way." The woman gave Faith a smile. The same smile that reminded her of Stan Nats. Stan Nats! That's it! That woman was the same one form the dress shop in London.
"Wait, mam!"
"Come on Faith."
The group of girls shopped for the rest of the day and didn't get back to Hogwarts until be fore dinner.
The day of the ball arrived and barley any girls were seen after lunch. They were all up in their rooms getting ready.
Mew!
Emerald jumped onto Faith's lap. "Hey you," Faith smiled and picked up her kitten. "So what do you think Emerald? This necklace and this set of earrings, or, the necklace with set of earrings?" Emerald pawed the set Faith held up now and brought it to her mouth so she could lick her hand and Faith laughed. "Yeah. You're right. Pearls are prettier than diamonds anyway."
A few hours later and Hermione asked, "You girls ready?"
"Yip." they all answered.
Ginny stepped out of one of the bathrooms. Hermione gasped. "Ron is going to be pleased."
"Are you talking about with me or you?" Ginny asked.
Ginny wore a wine colored dress that brushed the floor as she walked. It's strapless and decorative stitching at the bottom. Her makeup was little and she wore her hair up in a stylish fashion. She wore a necklace with a ruby that her mother had given her. It was a family piece of jewelry from who knows when. Her earrings were small roses and all together she looked like a princess. And felt like one two.
Hermione got the fall colored dress and as glad she did. It looked much better than the white one did, not to mention the piece of jasper she wore around her neck looked much better with this one. She wore blush and pink lip-gloss with a little eye shadow. Only, unlike other girls, was able to make the whole things look natural. Her earrings were also small pieces of jasper that her mother had gotten for her. Her hair piled on the back of her head and had a few ringlets coming down the sides. The dress she wore clung to all the right places of her body but was still able to give her a sophisticated look.
"Luna come on," Ginny called.
"Hang on." Luna climbed out from behind her bed curtains. "Sorry, had to get my shoes on." Because Luna was a simple girl her dress was simple. It was red and split open at the bottom and came above the knees. It was triangular shaped at the bottom so it was longer in the back. It had straps and was fairly low cut. She wore no makeup except lip-gloss and allowed her hair to flow over her shoulders. The only jewelry she wore was a sliver bangle and small red studded earrings.
"Faith, come on," Ginny called again.
"Uh, guys, I don't think should go."
"Oh no you don't." Hermione walked up to the second bathroom door. "We're all going now."
Faith sighed. She turned the door knob and walked out. All eyes went wide. "See," she told them.
"Faith," said Luna, "you look wonderful. What are you so afraid of?"
"Really?" Faith smiled.
"Really."
She shrugged. "It's just, I've never worn anything like this. Not to mention I've never walked in heels."
The girls laughed. Faith's dress did look beautiful on her. It, like Hermione's, clung to her in all the right places, and like Ginny's, swept the floor. Her makeup was done like Hermione's. Natural looking. Her earrings were pearl that dangled around. Her necklace was a diamond that she had gotten for a lot cheaper than she expected. (All the girls pulled into to help one another get what they needed). Her hair was around her shoulders in a soft wave.
"Ready?" Hermione asked everyone.
"Yip," they said together and headed down stairs.
"Hello Ron," Ginny smiled.
"Ginny?" asked Ron. "Is that you?"
Ginny smiled and hugged him. "Yes, it is." She then walked over to Dean.
"Wow," he breathed. "You look amazing."
"Thank you."
Luna came down next and walked over to Neville. The two had decided to go together. "You know I did not expect you to take such care in how you looked tonight," he said to her.
Luna glared at him. "And what is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing," Neville said quickly.
Hermione came down and laughed when she saw Ron turn red. "Do you like it?" she asked and spun around.
"Oh yeah," he said. "Wait." He looked behind her. "Damn, has t your butt looked that good?" Everyone laughed and now it was Hermione's turn to blush. "I'm messing with you dear." He kissed her. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you. Faith, come on."
Faith made her way slowly down the stairs. Harry could hear his heart beat and he was sure everyone else could to. When Faith finally came into view his mouth fell open. Had Faith always been this pretty-no-beautiful! Pr was it just the clothes she wore that hid her beauty? The dress looked like it was made just for her. They way it clung to her body and showed the hips anyone could rarely see. Not to mention the way it lifted her breast and made them very noticeable.
Faith walked up to Harry and bit her lip. "Hey," she whispered.
Harry only smiled mainly because he could not find the words he needed. He grabbed both her hands in his and missed the picture Ginny took. "You look-just-wow!" Faith laughed. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you," Faith smiled. The group finally headed towards the great hall. Faith could feel eyes on her from all around. Or maybe it was the fact that she was with Harry that all these girls were looking at her. That couldn't be it. There were guys looking at her to. But not in a way she would have like.
Harry could felt the eyes on them also. He kept faith close to him even when they did reach the hall. Like Harry had mentioned before, Ron and Hermione quickly went out on their and Luna and Neville went to go talk with some of their friends along with Ginny and Dean.
Faith looked around the hall with an open mouth. The decorations, the lights, curtains on the windows, it was wonderful. She felt someone gently grab her arm. "Care to dance?" Harry asked her.
Faith smiled. "I would love to."
Draco was in the back of the room watching Harry and Faith. What was it about this girl that his father wanted so much? Who was she? What did she do? If anything. Didn't Voldemort want her? And damn, when did she get so good looking? Draco shook his head. No, he couldn't think that. Why would he want to anyway? She was a Gryffindor, below him.
But as he watched Harry spin Faith around and see her laugh he could not help but feel a little jealous. Of what though? Draco shook his head again. It was only the dress. A lot of girls look just as go, maybe even better. Yeah, of course they did. He looked to one girl. Cho. He made a face. Green was defiantly not her color. He looked again at another girl. She was hot. But he just thought of Faith again. That was it, he needed to get out of there.
Faith looked in the back of the room. A cold shiver went down her spine. "What is it?" Harry asked her.
She looked back at him. "Nothing."
The song ended and everyone got off the dance floor except for a few others. "You are a wonderful dancer," Harry told Faith as they took a little walk around the great hall. "Did anyone teach you?"
"A friend of mine. She's a dancer," Faith told him.
"Ballet?" Faith shook her head. "Tap?" Harry asked again.
"Exotic," Faith told him.
"Oh," Harry blushed.
"She taught me other things to, not just that. Her mother and father danced for a living."
"Did they."
"Yip. They were the two most famous ballet dancers in the country. But something happened so she. . .well, had to get money from somewhere quick."
"Harry!" someone called.
"Oh," Faith groaned and buried her head in Harry's shoulder. "What does she want?"
"Don't worry," he told her and kissed the top of her head.
"Hello Harry," Marigold smiled her very toothy and white smile. "How are you doing? Oh. Hey Feathergood." Faith merely smiled. "Have you two met Hugo?"
Faith lifted her head. "Hugo Beans?" Harry busted out laughing. Faith looked at him with an amused smile.
Harry looked back at her. "Beans?" he repeated after he had calmed down.
"Yes?" asked a very deep voice.
Harry and Faith looked up at a six foot two seventh year. Harry gulped. "Beans, how's it going?"
"It would be better if I was back on the Quiditch team."
"Enjoying your night Faith?" Marigold asked. Faith nodded. She could not help notice, along with Harry, how good Marigold looked. Her strapped black heels made her legs look even more attractive and her dress had no problem showing what really should not of been shown in school.
"You look. . .nice," was all Faith could think of saying. "Is that the dress that the woman found for you?"
Marigold nodded. "Much better than yours."
Faith felt Harry take a threatening step towards Marigold, so she quickly put her hand on his wrist and stopped him. "Faith, I think a match between Harry and Hugo would be quiet interesting. Don't you?"
Faith looked from Harry to Hugo. No way. Harry was skinny and would die when compared to Hugo. "No," she said, "I don't. Come on Harry."
A slow song came on and Harry and Faith went back out to the dance floor. Faith wrapped her arms around Harry's waist and he did the same to her. "Why does she act like a big shot?"
She felt Harry shrug. "You know I think you make her nervous."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because you are so much prettier than she is." Faith looked at Harry and smiled. She snuggled into his chest and breathed in his scent. She would have fallen asleep right there if Harry hadn't lifted his head hen the song was over.
A few hours later and they decided to go back to the common room. Ron and Hermione snuck of somewhere. Ginny went to bed a little while ago and Dean, Neville and Luna were off still at the dance.
"Wow, this was so much fun tonight," Faith said.
Her and Harry sat down on the couch in front of the fire still in their dress clothes. Faith curled up into his chest.
"I can not believe that you have never been on a date before," Harry said to her.
"Why?"
"You're so much fun."
"Thank you. But I didn't like any of the guys in my class anyway."
"Why not?"
"Just because. They were sick jerks."
"Oh."
"Tell ma another story about Dobby and Winky."
Harry laughed. "You're like a little girl." Faith brought her legs up as far as they would meet the rest of her and listened to Harry. A half our later into his story they heard a small pop and Faith jumped up.
A small creature with huge green eyes and ears walked out of the fireplace. "Hello sir."
"Hey Dobby."
"You're Dobby?" Faith asked out of nowhere.
Dobby jumped up. "Oh, forgive Dobby sir. Dobby was not aware you had. . .company."
"You're fine Dobby," said Harry. "What do you need?"
"Dobby just wanted to know how the dance was sir. Dobby and Winky helped Miss Grange and Master Weasley out a lot with it sir."
"It was fantastic Dobby. Everyone loves it."
Dobby smiled. He looked at Faith and then back to Harry. "Would Mr. Potter and. . .sorry ma'am."
"Faith," Harry told Dobby. "Faith Feathergood."
"Sorry."
"It's fine."
"Would you two like some hot chocolate? Winky is making it. Her specialty."
"Yes please," said Harry.
Dobby snapped his fingers and disappeared. Harry looked at Faith and said, "It's better to accept anything a house elf gives you or you might insult them."
"Oh."
"Faith, do you know if you might ever want to give dating a try?"
Faith looked at Harry and shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe if I meet the right guy."
"Oh."
"Why?"
"Well, I was wondering, if you, that is, um, if you wanted to we could. . . you know. . .go and. . .um. . ."
Faith smiled. "Harry? Are you trying to ask me out?"
"Is it working?"
"Try again."
"Alright." Harry took in a deep breath, "Miss Feathergood, would you do me the honors of having dinner with me next Sunday. I'll cook even."
Faith laughed. "I would love to Mr. Potter."
A moment later Dobby was back. "That was quick."
Dobby smiled and the cups floated over to Harry and Faith. He snapped his fingers and a blanket fell over them before he disappeared.
"Here," said Harry, "I'll make this our first official date."
Faith laughed again. "Okay." They toasted to each other and drank their hot chocolate.
For the next hour they talked, laughed and joked. When they were done with their drinks they set the cups on the table and watched as they disappeared. Faith snuggled back into Harry's chest. "That was really good," said Faith.
Harry wrapped his arms around Faith and sighed deeply. This felt so good to both of them. Being held by someone and feeling accepted. Not just because of how you look or about your past. Just because you're you.
"Faith?"
"Hmm?" Faith lifted her head to meet Harry's eyes. "Yes Harry?"
Harry didn't say anything. He brought up his hand and rubbed Faith's cheek. She looked deep into his eyes and saw that same desirable look in him again. "Harry?"
He brought his hand up and brushed her cheek. Faith closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling he gave her. "Harry," she whispered again and opened her eyes, only to find that he was closer to her than before.
She brought up her hand and wrapped his wrist to put it back down but found that she couldn't. Harry gently grabbed the back of her head and brought her lips up to meet his slowly.
"Harry, I've never"-
"I know," he whispered. Faith had never kissed anyone before, but he didn't care, he'd show her.
Their lips met. Faith froze. But as an unfamiliar warmth went through her she relaxed, put her arms around his neck, (since that seemed to be the only thing they wanted to do) and fell into his arms in a dream like state as she responded to his kiss. She felt something brush against her lip. She had an idea of what it was but before they could go any farther, Harry puller away.
"W-what," Faith asked him.
"I just thought you wanted me to stop."
"Stop? It was just getting good."
Harry smiled. "Then give me a chance to make it better."
He wrapped his arms around her again and she did the same as he kissed her again and she kissed back. Faith felt something warm against her lips again.
Okay, so she never kissed a guy before, but she wasn't that clueless. She had girlfriends that liked to talked.
So, as slowly as she could, she made Harry work before his tongue found hers. The two smiled and Harry slowly lowered down onto the couch. Faith reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. That scent shivers down Harry's spine.
Never had that happened with Cho around. He wrapped her up tightly in his arms. By now the blanket was on top of both of them.
By the time they had finally broken apart the two were out of breath. "You've never kissed a guy before?" Harry whispered. Faith shook her head. "That kiss just told me something different."
"I was saving it for someone special."
Harry smiled. He kissed her once last time before lying his head on her chest and falling asleep.
Whew! That was a lot guys! 14 pages!!! Anyway, I know this story has been going kinda slow but by next chapter, Faith meets Mrs. Weasley and the story begins to pick up. I might have to break the next chapter up into two, but we'll see what happens.