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Chapter Two-:Little: Adventures

"Ugh, why do you guys always drag me along on all your little adventures?" Hermione griped as she felt her way along the wall. Trying to follow Harry and not stumble at the same time wasn't her idea of fun.

"Hermione, you have NO idea how many 'adventures' you HAVEN'T been on. And gee, I wonder why." He took a moment to look up and stroke his chin as if he were deep in thought. "Oh, I know. You complain WAY too much to tag along with us big boys."

Even through the complete darkness, she could see his cocky grin. She was about to retaliate with a smack to the face when Harry interrupted.

"Shhhh. Will you two PLEASE quiet down?" he whispered.

Soon they were stepping through the portrait hole into the warm glow of the Gryffindor tower.

"You guys wait here. I'll go get the cloak." He started up the stairs to the boys' dormitory. Ron plopped himself into one of the armchairs by the fireplace.

"You're impossible," Hermione stated flatly as she sat in the armchair opposite the blue-eyed boy.

"Oh come off it Hermione."

"No, I mean you're lucky I like Harry so much or else I…"

"You like Harry?" Ron nearly toppled off his seat.

"What! NO! That's…that's not what I meant." She blushed.

"Oh…whew," he relaxed and sunk back into the chair.

"Why?" she asked curiously, the redness slowly fading from her cheeks.

"Er, no reason. Just don't think it'd work out, h-he's still hooked on Cho you know. Plus, you two don't seem…like a boyfriend/girlfriend…type." Stammering, it was now Ron's turn to blush a deep shade of crimson.

"Oh…." Hermione breathed. She ended the conversation there noticing hw uncomfortable this subject made Ron. But she immediately smiled to herself inwardly. Maybe Harry was right about Ron…

The couple sat staring at the flickering flames. So entranced by the dancing fire, neither heard a pair of footsteps running down the stairs. "All set then?"

Hermione and Ron jerked around, wide eyed, to see Harry holding the invisibility cloak in one hand and the Marauder's Map in the other.

Harry, taken aback by their reactions, said "You two all right?"

"Yeah," said Ron, forcing a smile.

"Never better," Hermione mumbled quickly as she stood up.

"Good. Let's go then, I'm starved." Harry swung open the portrait hole and walked through. Ron and Hermione followed behind, stopping just before the door to let the other exit first. Then, both made a move to walk through the door but stopped abruptly at the sight of each other's movements. Once more they tried to leave but the same thing happened again. "Are you two coming or what?"

"Errr, right behind you mate!" Ron stepped through the portrait quickly, rolling his eyes and shaking his head in astonishment at how dumb he could really be. Hermione took a calming breath and stepped through also.

Eyeing the two suspiciously, Harry pulled the cloak over the three of them. Then, tapping the map with his wand he said, "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." Before their eyes, the halls of Hogwarts appeared magically.

"Better take the long way to the kitchens." Harry pointed to the map. "Looks like Filch is patrolling the usual route." And with that, they were off. With no problems, they soon reached the fruit painting. Ron reached from under the cloak and tickled the pear. Suddenly they were looking into the kitchens of Hogwarts, filled with many house elves bustling about. But as soon as the trio was noticed, they were surrounded by at least thirty more than willing creatures.

Food was piled in front of them, enough to feed the whole 6th year class. So, with no time to spare, the three began eating all the delicious goodies. By the time they had finished, each felt like he or she might explode. After thanking the house elves and promising to come back again, they piled back under the cloak.

"Oh, I don't think I'll ever be able to eat again," Hermione groaned.

"I know what you mean. Those little things really know how to cook up a good meal," Ron said while rubbing his full belly.

Hermione elbowed his already busting gut and scolded him for calling the house elves "little things".

"OI!" He doubled over. "I think I'm going to SPEW!"

Harry and Ron had a good laugh at Ron's reference to Hermione's house elf liberating club from two years ago. Hermione simply turned up her nose and walked ahead.

The two boys had to pratically jog to keep the cloak from slipping off.

"Aww, c'mon Hermione. You know we were just kidding." Harry said, putting his arm around her shoulders playfully.

"I still don't see why it didn't work. It was such a well thought out idea."

Ron stifled a laugh. Harry shot his friend a warning glance then turned to Hermione and said, "Of course it was."

Hermione wiggled out from under Harry's arm. "Harry James Potter, do NOT humor me!"

He held up his hands in defense and placed an innocent look upon his face. Unfortuantely this caused the cloak to slide to the ground, exposing all three of them. Noticing his mitake, Harry bent down to pick up the cloak. He was about to cover up again when he realized that they were practically there so he tucked it safely under his arm.

Ron mumbled the password (Galloping Hippogriffs) and all of them entered.

It was nearing midnight when they returned to the common room. It was almost empty so the three decided to head up to bed. They said their goodnights and sluggishly climbed the stairs to their rooms. Tomorrow was Sunday: their last free day before final exams. Tomorrow night would be spent mostly on reviewing for their Magic Throughout History and Transfiguration exams. Two days in a row of studying for Harry and Ron? This should be interesting.

:-: FINIS CHAPTER TWO :-: