"Ok. So. Its not my, dorm, or your dorm, or our dorm..

It's Howarts' dorm. We are borrowing it." It seemed

Harry and ron had came to the conclusion that neither

of them owned the dorm.

Well it's about time!

Hermione said to herself. The floor was cold, and

hard. It seemed a lot warmer and cushier the night

before.

Voices could be heard from beyond the door -

distinguishible as the voices of Harry and Ron. They

lay still and innocent...Well, as innocent as it got.

The door was opened. The was a small intake of breath

and muttered conversationt that was hard to make out,

but distinguishable.

"Are they dead?" Ron gulped

"Are they not breathing?" Harry said pointing at the

girls slowly rising and desending bodies.

"Oh." Ron sigh. He walked over to Hermione and poked

her in the small of her back. He apparently hit a

pressure point because Hermione squeeled and sprang

up, the back of her head hitting Ron in the jaw. He

flew backwards slamming into the corner of the bed.

Hermione sat up, rubbing her head "Ow! that hurt! Ron,

are you ok? Ron?!" Ron didn't move. He didn't talk. He

didn't do anything. Ron lay in a slump at the bed

corner, deathly still, out cold. Hermione's eyes

widened with horror. She quickly stumbled over to

Ron's side, lifting his head. She took a frightened

glance at Harry, then Angie, then back at Ron. She

starred at him for few seconds.

"Lets get him to the hospital wing. NOW." Hermione

commanded. HArry and Angie just stood there nodding

whilst Hermione performed a spell.

"Mobilicorpus" She wispered. Ron began to rise. As she

directed him down the stairs,Harry and angie followed.

What Hermione didn't know was that Harry and Angie

were...Warming up to eachother...

Harry's hand twitched and grabbed Angie's. She yanked

it away agressivly. But Harry swore he saw he blush

and smile. A few minutes later they were at the

hospital wing. Hermione told Madame Pomfrey the story

and she shook her head in slight amusment.

"Poor boy. You should never prod a woman in her sleep,

for you never know what you may get back!" She

chuckled lightly, which was shocking because she was

usually stressed and irritible. Harry looked as if he

would never think to ever poke anyone again - man or

woman. Hermione and Angie were giggling maddly at

Harry, though Hermione still looked a bit scarred as

did Harry. Madame Pomfrey examined Ron finally taking

a peek at the back of his head, which was bleeding

ever so slightly.

It must have been from the bed post...

Hermione thought curiously. Madame pomfrey looked up,

pointing at Angie.

"Will you do me a favor and get a bit of gauze?" She

asked Angie.

"Of course! I'd be delighted! Harry wanna come with?"

She seemed oddly cheery for wanting to retrieve gauze.

Harry srugged and nodded.

"Oh, thank you, it's in the back room on the left

side, next to the Skelegrow!" She said. Angie sprang

up from the chair she was sittting on and ran to the

back room, dragging Harry along. When she came back

she had handfulls of gauze.

"Good lord child! The boy has a cut on his head not a

chuck of his leg gone!" Madame Pomfrey said,

exasperated.

"Oh, sorry, i'll give you some and put the rest back,

c'mon Harry!" Once again Angie dragged harry to the

back room. When the walked in Angie stuffed the gauze

roughly back into it's container and turned to Harry.

"OkThatsDoneNow" She uttered fast

"Okay. Let's go then" Harry shrugged again and began

to walk out when Angie grabbed sholder, turning him

around. She placed her hands on either side of his

face and kissed him.

The two pulled away.

"WOW." Harry said, running a hand through his hair.

Obviously taken by surprise

"Uh...That was...WOW." Harry's hand had never stopped

running through his hair and was now at his midback

where it could run no more. Angie grined with

satasfaction.

"Um...So... Why don't we-"

"OH JUST SHUT UP!" Angie interrupted leaping on Harry,

kising him like there was no tomarrow. They landed on

the floor. Harry kicked a shelf and the gauze tumbled

off like a cloud avalanche along with two bottles of

skelegrow. There was a clash when one of the skelegrow

bottle shattered the sereen silence of Harry and

Angie.