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Without furderado Chapter 5!
Chapter Five: Scared?
Allie eventually fell asleep, leaving Harry and Hermione talking for hours.
"--- And that's how I got stuck with that ancient hunk of junk called a car." Hermione laughed.
"Well," Harry said, "it matches you. I mean, you're both old and moldy--- "
"What?!" Hermione said grinning and punching him on the shoulder.
"It's true, though!" Harry said. "It's so amazing how much you and your car have in common."
"Shut up, Harry!" Hermione said, laughing.
He looked at her. He was glad he was her friend, again. At least, now, he could tell her what he used to tell her. But, he still had a question to ask her.
"Er..." Harry started, "have you heard from Ron?"
Hermione nodded. "Yeah, he's my boyfriend."
Something inside Harry jumped. Hermione and Ron? Harry knew it was going to happen sooner or later, but now, he felt sort of jealous. Jealous? Harry thought. Why should I be jealous? They're my best friends. Ron's great for Hermione.
"Oh," Harry said causally, "so, how's Ron like? I mean, I still see him around the Ministry, but I never really talked to him these past years. Is he the same old kooky Ron?"
"Yeah," Hermione said smiling.
"So," Harry said, not looking at her, "er...how long have you two been dating?"
"Er...about two years."
"Wow, two years!" Harry said, trying to looked impressed, but he felt totally miserable. "That's a long time." Hermione nodded. Somehow, she didn't feel like talking about Ron, she wanted to talk more about Harry.
"So, what about you? I mean, do you have a girlfriend?" Hermione asked.
"No," Harry said smiling, "but there is someone I like."
"Oooo," Hermione said. "Who is it? Is it someone I know?"
Harry looked at her beautiful face. "Maybe."
Harry and Hermione looked at the window. The raining had died down, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Harry looked at his watch; it was 10:00PM.
"Well," Harry said, changing the subject. "I think that we should go find somewhere to stay for the night. I saw this house just a couple of miles away from here, so I guess we can ask the owner if we could spend the night." Hermione nodded. Harry turned on his car and drove forward.
"Do you think we should have left my car?" Hermione asked. "I mean, someone might take it."
"Well, assuming there are any people here," Harry said, "but I think they would be better off without it."
"Harry, you're still the most obnoxious little--- " Hermione started.
"Uh-uh-uh," Harry said waving his finger at Hermione's face. "You don't want your niece and nephew to hear you. They will think that their Aunt Hermy is a bad role model!"
Hermione grabbed Harry's waving finger and put it down to her side. "Don't ever call me that!" Hermione said, trying not to laugh.
"Why not?" Harry said. "I think Aunt Hermy is a very mature name."
"Shut up, Harry," Hermione said punching him on the shoulder. (A/N: Flirting, isn't it so cute and hilarious at the same time? But I hate it when popular girls flirt, its so...annoying...okay I'll stop hating on the preps, and get back to the story! Hehe!) "Do you still have nothing else to do but make fun of me?"
"C'mon, Hermy," Harry said as she pushed him, "who else am I supposed to make fun of? You're always the easiest and funniest to make fun of!"
Hermione scoffed. "So, all those years at Hogwarts, you and Ron would make fun of me?"
"Er...yeah," Harry said smiling. (A/N: You have to love Dan Radcliffe's smile it's so charming!)
"Harold James Potter," Hermione said, "you haven't changed one bit!"
"Who said my name was Harold?" Harry asked.
"Well, who said my name was Hermy?" Hermione answered back.
"Well, you're I...er," Harry stammered.
"Ha! Not so easy making fun of me now?" Hermione said. "I'm three years older and three years wiser."
Harry smiled at her, but still kept his eyes on the road. He couldn't believe he was with Hermione after three years, and was having the world's most stupidest conversation with her. He noticed that his finger was still in her hands. He noticed how soft and smooth her small hands were.
Hermione was having the time of her life. After three years of thinking that they would never make up, she was with him. She was with Harry. It was just like going to a school reunion, and finding him there. She felt something slightly wiggle in her hand; it was Harry's finger. She released it from her grip, blushing.
Harry felt Hermione release his finger, and he brought it up to the stirring wheel. It was all sweaty and warm, but Harry didn't care; he wasn't ever going to wash that finger. No! What Am I thinking? Of, course I'm going to wash it! Harry thought. Holy shit, I think I'm falling for No, You're not! Harry argued with himself. She's you're friend! A friend! A F-R-I-E-N-D!
"Harry," Hermione said. "where are we going?"
"I saw this really old--- older then your car (Hermione rolled her eyes) house, somewhere around here."
He turned right on the street. A huge dark mansion appeared. With it dirty appearance, and broken windows, it was clearly empty. The landscape all around the mansion was dead, and the it looked as if the house was standing since the 1950s. (A/N: In other words, it was one of those really old creepy mansions you see in horror movies!)
"Well, this is it," Harry said, "er...it looks cozy..."
Hermione looked at him. "Harry, do you think that this place is really...er...relaxing?"
Harry smiled. "Your not scared are you, Hermy?"
"What? O-of course, not!" Hermione said straightening up a bit.
"Okay, then lets go," Harry smirked.
"Fine! Lets go!" Hermione answered back. She woke Allie and Thomas up, shaking their shoulders slightly. "Come on, Thomas, Allie, sweeties," Hermione said. They groaned in their slumber, but finally woke up.
"Where are we?" Thomas asked rubbing his eyes.
"Er...well, we are going to say here for the...remainder of the night," Hermione said apprehensively.
Thomas and Allie looked up at the old mansion. Lighting struck, making the house look more creepier than ever.
"Cool!" Thomas and Allie said. "Lets go!" The squeezed though the seats and hopped out, covering themselves from the rain.
Hermione looked at Harry. Was she the only one who thought this house was a welcome call for death? "Harry, do you really want "
"C'mon, Hermy...what's there to be afraid of?" Harry teased. (A/N: Don't you just hate it when guys do this to girls? Hehe!)
"I never said I was afraid!" Hermione said weakly.
"Sure," Harry said as he got out of the car.
"I'm not afraid!" Hermione called after him.
"Okay, I lied, I'm afraid!" Hermione said. She clutched Harry's arm so hard that it was getting numb. The walked down the creaking floor; Hermione alert of everything that moved, while Harry, Allie, and Thomas looked around the house like it was some sort of Fun House.
"Oh my god!" Harry suddenly said, "Look! It's ghost!" Hermione screamed, bringing Harry closer to her. Harry laughed. "Just a joke." But he was glad; he was really close to Hermione. She punched him on the shoulder.
"Am I the only one who thinks we are all going to die here!" Hermione whispered firmly to Harry.
"Yes," Harry said, "Calm down, Hermione. You were in Gryffindor! Nothing will happen."
"Yeah, that's how it all starts," Hermione said, "four people go into a creepy mansion, thinking that nothing will happen, and the next thing they know, their heads are hanging in the living room, with their bodies no where to be found! I've seen this on the Late Movie."
Harry snorted. "And your actually going to believe those Muggle movies? Have you forgotten that you're a witch?" They walked up the stairs, which looked as if they were going to fall any second.
Hermione tightened the grip of Harry's arm. His arm is so muscular and strong, Hermione thought. Her small hands perfectly fit around his arm. Harry noticed Hermione's hands too. Her hands are so small and perfect, Harry thought.
Harry, Hermione, Allie, and Thomas halted at a narrow hallway. The hallway contained of two bedrooms, and two bathrooms. They walked into the first bedroom. It was a low ceilinged room, with very disturbing portraits of people screaming and men with bloody knives. There were also two small twin-sized beds in the center of the room.
"Well, this looks pretty comfortable," Harry said. "You guys can stay here, and Thomas and me can stay the other room."
They walked into the room on the far right of the girls' room. The boys' room was even more gloomier then the girls.
"Well," Harry said cheerfully, "sweet dreams everyone!"
Allie and Thomas bid Harry and Hermione goodnight, and went into their rooms. Harry and Hermione stood awkwardly by the staircase.
Hermione looked at Harry's eyes. "You know, you haven't changed a bit. Your still the same old prat."(A/N: Okay, I don't live the UK, and when I looked the word 'prat' up it said it means ass/stupid person. Just wanted to let you know, if you didn't know!)
"And your still the same old bossy, annoying girl," Harry teased. (A/N: When will this teasing cease?)
Hermione smiled."Goodnight, Harry."
"Goodnight...Hermy," Harry said.
Hermione flung her arms around his neck. Harry, who came to a shock with this, held her tight. When they finally let go of each other, Hermione squealed in pain. Her earring was stuck on Harry's shirt.(A/N: It was one of those hoop earrings. Those darn earrings!)
"Ow, ow, ow," Hermione said, trying to detach her earring from Harry's shirt.
"Here, let me help," Harry said. He gently took her earring and detached from his shirt.
"Thanks," she said.
Harry shrugged. "No problem."
They looked into each other's eyes for God knows how long, until they finally came back to the real world. The bid each other goodnight and walked into their rooms. Little did they know, Allie was peering though the door watching them. They make such a good couple! Operation: Harry and Hermione starts now.
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