Kittycowdudet – I never revealed any possible pairings and besides, I don't believe in rushing into that kind of things. So just bear with me.

…… – I think I updated quite fast this time, don't you agree?

Tania25 – I'm not sure I know exactly what you're talking about but I'm sure your right. Oh, and about food, I'm sure you're right again. Let's just say… Mrs. Weasley was very tired of providing traditional English dinner, and felt for doing something new. Duh. (But I still believe you're right.)

Gboyary – smirk And I love being right. LoL, j/k. Sometimes I can be a terribly bossy know-it-all Mary Sue-ish besserwisser.

Author's Note: I dreamed the whole chapter up during Physics class last Wednesday, but I haven't had the time to type it down until now.


Chapter 30 – Man Hunt

Ginny asked me at breakfast the following morning; "Oh by the way, Tamara, did you get the results of your OWLs?"

I nodded.

"So?" she demanded. "How did it go?"

I smiled secretly. "It went all right", I said. "I messed up with Astrology, of course…"

"You didn't get a T, did you?" Ron asked.

I chuckled. "No, thankfully. D."

"That's…" Harry said slowly, "… not too bad. It could be worse."

I raised my eyebrows questioningly and looked at him. "It sucks", I said. "No need denying it. But who cares anyway." I turned back to Ginny. "How did you do?"

"Well", she said slowly, "I-"

"8 double (A/N With that I mean both practical and written when possible. If there only was a written, this is also considered being a double.) Os out of 10", Ron cut her off. "Can you believe it? Almost better than" – he lowered his voice – "Percy."

I didn't know much about Percy Weasley – he had only been to Hogwarts in my two first years –, but I knew that he had been a top student, almost like Hermione.

"That's great", I said to Ginny with just a tiny bit of jealousity.

"So how many Os did you get?" Hermione asked me curiously.

"Five double", I said.

"That's good, too", Ginny said.

I nodded. "It's okay, I guess."

That day we spent cleaning up in the attic, which really was a mess. Ginny told me that was basically what they had been doing since they got here a couple of weeks ago. There were quite a lot of interesting artefacts, boxes, well things, so that might be one of the reasons why it had taken such time. Except for the fact that there were an enormous amount of things there, of course.

Later in the evening, we sat in front of the fireplace situated downstairs. Tonks also came in – I had come to think she was really cool. She was awesome, and it amazed me how she could be an adult without being so… adult-ish and boring, if you know what I mean? Tonks was fun, and this evening was no exception.

"Hey you", she greeted us when she entered the room.

"Hi", we said in unison.

"So what're you all doing, just sitting in front of the fire?"

"There's not much else to do, is there?" Ginny said.

"Oh come on! Use your creativity. If I had been in your shoes, I'd have suggested that we played Man Hunt around the house, or something."

"Man Hunt is fun", Ginny said.

"But there's five of us", Ron said, "so we can't form enough pairs. Being just two teams is boring."

"One, two, three, four, five", Tonks counted, then she paused for a while before pointing at herself and saying, "six."

Ginny's face broke into a huge smile. "Yes!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I want to team up with you, Tonks. We'll kick these others' ass, won't we?"

Hermione had grabbed Ron's arm, so I looked and Harry and he looked at me.

"I guess it's you and me then, isn't it?" I asked and smiled.

We extinguished and switched all the lights down (except for in the dining room and in the kitchen, where some of the adults where still hanging out), then we all got torches (A/N I know they could have used Lumos and their wands, but there's the underage wizards not being allowed to use magic outside of Hogwarts-issue, so I'll just give them torches (A.E flashlights)). We all spread around house, and so it began.

It was hilarious, running around in the house screaming like a bunch of kids. It astonished me, how enormous the house really was. I'm sure there were a dozen of corridors, and I wouldn't have been surprised if we would have stumbled upon a secret passage or something. It reminded me of a miniature Hogwarts.

Harry and I ended up in a dark corridor, honestly I had no idea where in the house we were but I assumed Harry knew, though, as it was his house, after all (although he was still underage so it wasn't legally his right now but yet). We decided to take some time to catch our breath, before trying to find the others and sneak up on them, but where interrupted by one of the other couples – to be more exact it was Ginny and Tonks. Harry and I screamed like babies, he grabbed my hand and we sprinted away, Ginny and Tonks chasing us.

When we had stopped running I had definitively no idea where we were. However, we hid behind an old statue in a room we had rushed into.

"We lost them, didn't we?" Harry whispered.

I didn't answer, for I had just realized he was still holding my hand, whether on purpose or not I didn't know. Perhaps it was unintentionally. He didn't really seem to notice it, and it didn't bother me so I decided not to mention it.

"I think so", I whispered back.

"Come on", he said and we emerged from behind the statue.

Still holding hands, we sneaked towards the door. Only that… it wasn't there.

"Um", I whispered, "stupid question perhaps, but where is the door?"

"Er", Harry said, "I'm sure it's here somewhere."

I lit the flashlight. No door. "Um, where?"

"Just give me a sec", he said.

Silence.

Five minutes later, he said, "We're in some kind of hidden room. I presumed there were some, but I have never actually found one."

"Hm", I said, "but also hidden rooms should have doors, don't you think? I mean, we got in so we should be able to get out."

"Of course", he said, "don't worry."

"I'm not worrying", I lied.

"Give me the torch", he said and I handed it to him. "Hey!" he said to a knight in a painting on the wall.

"Turn the light off!" the knight said and ducked behind some sort of cliff.

"How do we get out of here?" Harry demanded.

"Give me the correct password, of course", he replied as if it had been the stupidest question on earth.

"Oh come on!" Harry exclaimed. "I didn't even know this room existed. How am I supposed to know the password?"

"No password, no exit. Now, would you mind turning the light off? I need my beauty sleep."

"Chocolate Frogs?!" Harry said. "Er… Black… something? It was the Black's house… think Harry, think…"

So we spent the following hour trying to come up with the correct password. I believe we went through all the wizarding candies and quite a lot of different animals, quidditch words and everything we could come up with. Nothing worked, though.

Harry shook his head in frustration. "I've run out of ideas."

In pure desperation I said, "Filthy little Mudblood."

"Bingo", Harry said when the portrait swung aside and we could climb out through the hole.

When we found the others they had given up on Man Hunt, and Ginny, Hermione and Ron were once again sitting by the fire, which they had lit again.

"There you are!" Ginny said when we appeared. "We were just wondering if we should go and look for you two."

"We stumbled upon a secret room", Harry said, "and couldn't get out."

"Okay", the others said, although it didn't sound like they believed us really.

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"So tell us!" Ginny said later that night, when we had gone to bed. "What's up with you and Harry?"

"What do you mean?" I asked dumbly.

"There's obviously something going on between you two", said Hermione.

"No there's not", I stated.

"Oh come on!" Ginny exclaimed. "You two were like, gone for an hour!"

"We told you! We stumbled upon this secret room, and a knight in a portrait wouldn't let us out if we hadn't got the correct password."

"What was the password, then?"

"Er", I said, "it was Filthy little Mudblood", I said and glanced at Hermione.

"Well it was the Blacks who lived here", Ginny said slowly. "Nice try, Tamara. But we're not blind! We see there's something going on between you two."

I rolled my eyes. "Harry and I are just friends!" I announced. "What's your problem?"

"He seemed very glad to see you yesterday", Hermione said.

"Can't someone be glad to see his friend?" I asked. "What's so weird with that?"

"Well", Hermione said slowly, "he seemed even happier than when I arrived, so…"

"Perhaps he was just surprised by seeing me here", I said. "Oh come on, girls, there's nothing between Harry and me. By the way, Ginny, I'm not stupid. I know you wanted to be with Tonks because you knew Hermione would choose Ron, and then I'd be with Harry. I know you're trying to get us together but can't you just give up?! Get a grip!"

But I wonder why he held my hand for so long, I asked myself. Oh no, I thought quickly, I'm not thinking that. There's nothing between Harry and me, no no no no no no no no. It was just a coincidence.

"Duh!" I said and turned my back on the girls.