H P Boy who livesYear 7- Summer
Chapter 4
The two-piece
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I will not bow down to anyone or any flames, so you might as well quit while you're ahead. If you think that this story is boring then I feel sorry for you because you must have a life as dull as dirty dishwater. Well uh with that little bit said on with chapter 4...Warning two clueless teens coming up.
When words are in italics that means that they are thinking to themselves and not out loud.
Down with Canon in with Fanon!! -
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Harry was at a loss on what to pack for his trip to Godric's Hollow. He had heard nightmare's about the twins, and was nervous about meeting her parents. Above all he was not looking forward to seeing where it had all began.
"Let's see if I can get this spell right. Pack!" He used his wand to guide the Quidditch chest, armor, and brooms into his new travel trunk. "Not bad and Tonks thought this was hard." He marched pairs of socks and underwear like soldiers to battle into the trunk, followed by several pairs of jeans, t-shirts, sweaters, shoes, his eyewear case, toiletry case, and his swim trunks." He looked at what, now to his delight was neatly packed, in his trunk and then at the large open walk in closet filled to the brim with his new wardrobe.
He frowned in annoyance. I don't wanna go! I mean what if I remember everything! I don't wanna see what happened after hearing it around the Dementors and if I can hear it, there is a huge chance that going there will trigger that memory in my head.
"Come on Harry old chap you defeated Voldemort you can sure as hell pack a trunk." He tried to talk himself into packing more of his things.
"Harry! Come in here. I want to ask you your opinion on this outfit that I'm wearing." Hermione shouted from her room down the hallway.
"Be right there angel!" He shouted back. Yes! Now I don't have to think of what to pack! I bet Hermione knows what else to pack. I'll ask her after I see what she wants me to look at. He thought as he happily headed for her room.
The door was ajar so he had to push it open the rest of the way. He had taken one-step into her room and lost the ability to think. "HERMIONE! I CAN'T JUDGE YOUR UNMENTIONABLES!" He stared bug-eyed at her, his jaw had dropped to the floor, and he was sure he was drooling like an idiot on one of those cheesy cartoons. Hermione was dressed in a sapphire blue bikini; at least he hoped that's what she was wearing.
"Don't be silly Harry it's a swimsuit!" She rolled her eyes at him and then turned to look at herself again in the mirror. "I bet it would look better on Cho or Fleur. I mean this isn't something that I think I look good in." She bit her lip as if not pleased at what she was seeing.
"MY GOD GIRL! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO KILL THE BOY!!" Sirius had jumped into another portrait this one was on the wall of her room. He shoved aside the one occupying the painting some great-aunt of his. He saw what she was wearing. In his opinion she was daft. She was turning into a beauty. But, this was not a situation that Molly was going to tolerate and she was due home any second. "I have to go get Kreacher!" He vanished from the portrait.
"Kreacher? What on Earth, did he mean by that? Do you have a clue why he suggested that I was trying to kill you?" Hermione folded her arms across her chest glaring at him.
The room was steaming hot, his throat was parched, it was difficult to breathe, and he wanted to do something that he knew was not proper. He squeezed his eyes shut and chanted the names of spells silently in his head. He was desperate to do anything to get his mind off the fact that he wanted to kiss the socks off her at this very second. "You look smashing in that angel..." His voice broke from sheer concentration to will his James side to behave.
(James side: Take what you want kid, you know that she asked for it by wearing that in front of you...just a little snog isn't gonna matter...just reach out and...)
No, he would not give into that side of himself! It was not the right thing to do and he had made a deal. Quidditch have to think about the team.
Hermione walked over, now clearly concerned about him. The boy was trembling; sweating as if he had a fever and looked like he was in pain or something. "Harry?" She reached up to touch his forehead and he grabbed her hand before it reached its target.
"Please... (He panted)...don't touch me right now." He growled at her with teeth gritted as if in pain.
"But something is very wrong with you." She reached with her other hand and he caught that one in his other hand.
(James side: Now just give her a nice long...)
"NO!! I won't!! Get out of my mind!!" He snarled aloud under his breath.
"Harry James is someone possessing your mind again!?" She stared wide-eyed at him with worry.
"You could say that..." He panted as if it was hard to breathe. Touching her skin was like being scalded with a white-hot poker and it felt as if fire was running through his veins. If he did not act on his instincts soon he was going to die.
Hermione got closer to him. "No I won't let them hurt you!" She buried her face against his chest.
"I'll save you Master Harry!!" Kreacher doused the two of them with ice-cold water.
"Eek!! Kreacher that wasn't nice!" She jumped back soaked to the skin.
Harry who had released his hold on her wrists sighed in relief, "Thanks Kreacher I needed that." He wondered if steam was coming off him and then stupidly looked at Hermione again. "I'll see you later!!" He bolted from the room as if he were on fire.
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"Later?! Harry James what in the name of your precious snitch is the matter with you!!" She stalked out of the room and into the hallway.
Harry was nowhere in sight.
"Miss Hermione should be ashamed of herself." Kreacher looked at her in sheer distaste. "Miss Hermione almost got my master into mess of trouble!" He scolded.
"Ashamed? I almost got Harry into trouble? Honestly Kreacher you aren't making any sense!" Hermione glared down at him. "Now explain why you soaked the two of us with ice water!"
"Miss Hermione your muggle breeding is showing." Kreacher bopped himself in the head with the heel of his hand. "So sorry Miss Hermione, what Kreacher means is that you aren't as smart as they say." He was actually smirking at her with amusement.
"Are you calling me stupid?" She was starting to get angry. After all the things that she had done for that little imp, he was calling her stupid!
"Do you read all them books?" He pointed to the shelves loaded with books in her room.
"Yes Kreacher I do read them. It's one of my passions." She didn't know what that had to do with the current situation.
"Kreacher thinks you need to read up on these." He held out two books both how to books about boyfriends.
Hermione took the books out of his hand. She hated it when he did that with her things, especially with her books. "Kreacher are you learning how to read?" She stared intently down at the house elf.
"Yes miss, Kreacher wants to be able to read, so he is learning." He nodded a bit embarrassed that his secret was out.
"Why that's splendid Kreacher." Hermione smiled. "I will bring some easier books for you to read."
"Kreacher is grateful Miss Hermione. He likes the blankets that you gave him. It keeps Kreacher warm at night." Kreacher was actually trying to smile.
"I have something at home that you could use for a bed. I will bring that back here as well." Hermione was happy that her efforts with the elf were paying off.
"Kreacher is grateful for your kindness. Kreacher does not deserve it, was so horrible to Miss." He seemed ashamed his head bowed and he was looking down at the floor.
"It's okay Kreacher you didn't know any better and now that you have people that care about you its easier to learn how to be nice to people." Hermione was very proud of the little elf.
"Master Harry had long talk with Kreacher. Told me I not be physically punished if I was mean or bad...I be sent to my room." Kreacher confided to her what Harry had done for him. "Kreacher likes being nice now...Kreacher likes who he is now." Kreacher set off towards the top floor bedroom to go tend to Buckbeak.
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Molly Weasley was in a smashingly good mood. She had for the first time in what seemed like years enjoyed her morning shopping. She had dropped Ginny off at the twins shop. She wasn't so sure that Ginny should be working at the shop with them, but then she did trust her boys to look after their sister. "Hermione! Harry! I went and got you something that you need for the trip!" She shouted up the stairs.
Hermione raced down the stairs to greet her. "Welcome back did you enjoy your shopping!" She smiled.
Molly dropped all her packages onto the landing and stared in horror about what the girl was not wearing. "Hermione Anne Granger you cannot run around in your unmentionables! I mean what in Merlin's name are you wearing!?"
Hermione shrugged her shoulders as if was no big deal. "It's called a bikini. Muggles wear these to the beach. It's a swimsuit."
"SWIMSUIT!! That is underwear!" She shooed her up the steps until they were both in her room. "Did Harry see you in that?" She tried to calm down.
"I called him in here to ask him if he liked me in this. He went buggy. Acting as if he was possessed or something." Hermione bit down on her lip. "He was sweating like he was in a sauna, trembling terribly, and had his teeth gritted as if in pain."
"Hermione you could have really gotten him into a might of trouble...now change out of that thing and into something decent." Molly had her hands on her hips she was not pleased with how tactless the girl had been.
"Uncle Sirius shouted that I was trying to kill him and then went to go get Kreacher. Who would you believe doused the two of us in ice-cold water?" Hermione took the outfit that she was going to wear on the trip and stepped behind the dressing blind.
"Kreacher did that?" Molly would make Kreacher a treat for his dinner. "What did Harry do?"
"Thanked him for dousing us! Can you believe that?" She was now properly dressed and sat on the bed to put on her loafers and socks.
"My dear child you really don't have any idea what you did a while ago do you?" She shook her head in astonishment. "Well here is the short version. That outfit can be murder on a males anatomy...do I have to continue or do you get it yet?"
Hermione's eyes went wide with recognition and she blushed crimson with embarrassment. "Seeing me in that did that to Harry? He never acted that way around Cho not even close." She was pleased that she could cause that kind of primal reaction in him.
"Yes, well, Harry doesn't love Cho. He loves you." She checked Hermione's trunk to see if she was properly packed.
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"OUCH!! DAMN IT!! That bloody hurt!!" Harry having heard his Aunt's voice coming from the girl's room panicked and rammed his knee against the doorframe.
Molly and Hermione raced out of her room to see what had happened. They saw Harry fresh from his shower wearing a towel around his waist, bent over holding his knee in pain.
"HARRY JAMES!!" Molly was not happy. "Put some clothes on!!"
Hermione was gaping at him the exact way that he had been at her. She was experiencing some of the same reaction as well. "Quidditch really keeps him in shape doesn't it..." She said aloud what she was thinking.
"Hermione Anne Granger!!" Molly could not believe that she had said that.
Harry had heard every word and the James side of him kicked in. "So shoes on the other foot now isn't it Granger. Not that pleasant not being able to act out on all those feelings is it? I see that you like what you see." He gave her a wicked grin and winked at her.
"Harry James Potter! Behave yourself!" Molly growled at him. He had changed into his father before her very eyes.
Hermione's brain had shut down. He looked gorgeous in clothes, but without any except for a towel he looked out of this world handsome. "He's a hunk...my boyfriend is a drop-dead gorgeous hunk..." She kept mumbling as if it were hard to think. She didn't know it but she had a kind of boy-you-are-mine gleam in her amber brown eyes.
"Bloody hell!!" He stalked back into the bathroom and slammed the door. "GLACIUS!!"
"Oh dear you two are going to be a handful. I just know it." Molly led her back into the girl's room.
"He's all mine..." She fell back on her bed with a dreamy look in her eyes. "Cho Chang you really didn't know what you had when you had it...he's all mine."
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Chapter 5
Godric's Hollow
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I do not claim any of JKR's characters only that I love being able to create my own kind of mischief with her beloved characters. I do not claim any other things that are owned by other companies that I may mention once and a while in the stories...Although the original characters and ideas are, mine and I loved creating them. So please review if you wish but try not to flame me too badly.
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