Here is Chapter Two. This one actually gives hints towards a plot oooooo plotttttt something very new to me.
Thanks to the marvelous JK ROWLING for the characters million have come to know, love and morph to fulfill their own freaky ideas. Like me!
Passion for Potter
Chapter Two
Hermione led Fen into Hogwarts. The magnificence of the Great Hall overpowered her. She found her self half walking and spinning around at the same time. The lanterns along the corridors, the stone, she had never seen anything quite like it before. The sheer size of the castle was enough to make her head spin. Hermione was walking fast, keeping up a steady stream of chatter mixed with introductions. Fen ran up to walk beside her, pretending she had been listening the whole time.
"…and that's Professor Snape, hello Professor" Hermione said loudly with a large wave. "He's a bastard" she said under her breath after he had passed by. Fen couldn't help but giggle.
"Ahh, home sweet home. Welcome to Gryffindor Tower!" Hermione announced as they climbed through the portrait hole.
Fen smiled as she stood up in the common room. The fire, the comfy chairs, it was all new to her but it already felt so familiar. Hermione introduced her to a few of the Gryffindors that were lounging around. Fen wasn't really listening but she gave each of them a small wave as she was led up to the girl's dorms.
"Here's your bed, awww is that your kitten?" asked Hermione as she scratched the fluffy kittens head.
"Yeah, she's mine. Her names Kitten." Fen answered.
"Creative"
"Nothing else seemed to fit her."
"How 'bout you change into your robes and meet me in the common room?"
"Cool, see you in a few!"
Hermione headed out the door, leaving Fen very much alone. Her head was buzzing. This new place, Harry, new bed, Harry was enough to leave her completely disoriented. Every time she closed her eyes she saw his face, felt his body next to hers and her stomach would flip. As she slipped the black robes over her head all she could think about was Hermione's comment about Harry being horny. "Mmmm" she thought. The picture of Harry and herself pooped into her head. It was enough to make her whole body shiver with anticipation. She couldn't stand it anymore. With a determined stride she walked out the door and down the stairs to the common room.
Sure enough, Harry was the first thing she saw. He was already starring at the entrance to the common room from the girl's dorms. Confused her eyes found Hermione.
"He's been waiting for you" she mouthed.
Fen stomach flipped again. As calmly as she could she walked over to one of the comfy chairs, just as she was about to sit down an Irish boy stole her seat. She looked down with a shocked look on her face.
"Seamus Finnegan, and this chair's mine" the boy introduced himself with a mischievous smile.
"Charmed" Fen retorted sarcastically "Now where am I supposed to sit?"
Harry's eyes caught hers from across the room. He nodded down at his lap. Fen smiled, and began to cross the carpet. When she was standing right in front of Harry she summoned all the "cool" she could manage and said softy;
"This seat taken?"
"Reserved for you" Harry replied.
Fen sat down gently, her back not touching his chest. She looked rather rigid. Her hands were clasped in her lap, both feet on the ground; her hair was even confined to her personal bubble which is no easy feat. She almost jumped when she felt a hand on her lower back. A finger began making small spirals, tracing its way up her spine. Harry's face revealed no clue to what his hands were doing. He continued his conversation although nothing out of the ordinary was occurring. But Fen was frozen. She felt both his hand slowly maneuver her body into a more comfortable position. She still was unsure, and then his hand brushed through her hair. It was like magic, perhaps it was. She was no longer uncomfortable. The spark that she had felt before when their bodies had touched was back in full force. She moved herself back so that she was almost cradled against both the arm of the chair and Harry's chest. His arm wrapped around her shoulder as she folded her legs over the other arm of the chair. A smile crept onto her face. She buried her face in his neck and shoulder. With a sudden burst of daring she parted her lips and blew gently on his neck. At that moment Fen felt something beneath her harden; Harry stopped talking mid-sentence. She looked up in time to see a light blush creep up Harry's cheeks. He cleared his throat, whispered quietly into her ear "I'll see you at dinner", and planted a soft kiss where she had felt his breath before. After muttering something about being tired after the train ride he went upstairs. Moments later you could hear the water from a shower being turned on. An awkward silence fell over the room; every one was looking at Fen.
"Uhhhh, so what do we eat around here?" she was desperate for any conversation change.
At this comment Ron's face lit up. Food was obviously something that he knew much about.
"Its sooo good" Ron raved "Everything you could ever want. Tonight's the feast to, you know first day of school and everything…….I can't wait any longer can we go now?"
"Sure, I'm rather hungry myself." replied Hermione "Why don't you go get Harry and me and Fen will go and save you guy's seats."
"Sounds good!" and Ron ran up the stairs taking them two at a time.
The Great Hall was decked out in candles and four immense, long tables. Hermione went straight to a table. Fen must have looked a little puzzled because Hermione launched into explaining about the houses, house cup, house tables and other related topics. Fen was thankful for the distraction; it took her mind off Harry. Ron came into the Great Hall with Harry right behind him. "God, his hair looks hot wet" Fen mumbled.
"Didn't catch that..." said Hermione
"His hair looks hot wet" Fen whispered to her.
The girls were both giggling by the time Ron and Harry sat down. Harry next to Fen and Ron next to Hermione. Before he sat down, Ron gave Hermione a quick kiss. Fen looked at Hermione, with a huge question mark drawn on her face, metaphorically of course.
"Ron and I have been going out since last summer" she answered
"Ohhh okay, I couldn't really tell"
"I know, Ron's not really into that whole PDA thing, but trust me he is VERY affectionate once you get him alone in a room" Hermione winked.
"HERMIONE!" Ron yelled, his face bright red.
"Well you are" Hermione let out a purr. Ron buried his face in his hands.
Now all of them were laughing, except of course for Ron who looked like he was going to cry.
Poor Ron, all embarassed by his sensuality. He should not be so self conscious, embrace your inner man whore Ron! Perhaps we shall see some changes in good ole Ronny in a few chapters...hmmmm.
Next Chapter I plan to hae some bed buddies! Woot!
