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Harry sat down at the bench beside Draco. The dungeon was completely empty except for the two.
"I wonder where the rest of the class is." Harry said looking around.
Draco shrugged, "Maybe we are the class. It's pretty exclusive you know."
"Well yeah...but I didn't think it was that exclusive." Harry said a little confused, "I mean I got into it and so did you."
"Thanks." Draco drawled sarcastically, "You make me out to sound so intelligent."
Harry chuckled, "Sorry. You know what I mean..."
"Yeah. Yeah I know what you mean." Draco said, resting his chin on his hand, "I wonder when Snape will be here."
"I am here." Snape said, coming through the door with a swish of his robes, "And that's Professer Snape."
"Sorry Professer." Draco said quietly.
Harry raised an eyebrow, Draco never appologised. Well he did lately, but before his father had disinherrited him he was quite the stuck up little asshole.
{AN: Excuse my french }
"Well. I don't have to check off the roll do I so let's get down to buisness." Snape said glaring at both of them, "In this class you will both work harder than you've ever worked. You will assist me in different projects and you will be graded accordingly. Don't expect this to be an easy class! You're both lucky you made it into this class." he growled.
Harry and Draco stared blankly at him.
'He has problems.' Harry thought and refrained from rolling his eyes.
"Alright. Today I want you to make the potion on page 181 of your text books. It's critcal that you get it right understood? Take your time in doing it. I actually need to use this potion. I have other work to do other than taking care of the two of you so you don't destroy something, don't mess up!" he said, his last comment snarled.
Harry and Draco flicked to page 181 of their text books and silently started collecting the items needed.
"What is the point of making a potion like this, Malfoy?" Snape asked them.
Draco paused, "The point of making a potion like this sir? The potion is currently being used to see if it, along with a few other experimentals can block the Avada Kedrava curse when accompanied by different blocking spells." he said slowly before picking up his knife and beginning to slice some caterpillars.
"How did you know what it's being used for?" Snape asked, his voice confused.
"With all do respect sir, it's common knowledge." Draco said, cutting up twice as many caterpillars as needed and shoving them along the table to Harry who in return passed Draco some of the cut up bat wings he'd been cutting.
"Thanks." Draco muttered and threw the pieces in his cauldron.
"Sharing the duties are you?" Snape asked.
"Yes sir. It'll be faster this way." Harry said.
"Hmph." Snape said settling back in his chair, "I'm going to grade these papers. You may talk quietly if necessary."
Harry looked over at Draco who was stirring his cauldron looking a little drained.
"You okay?" Harry asked. 'Why do I care all of a sudden? This is Malfoy I'm talking about. He's the biggest asshole in the school! Or...at least he was. He's changed now...maybe...maybe we can come to a truce.' Harry thought to himself as he waited for Draco to reply.
"Fine. Why wouldn't I be?" he asked quietly pausing to look at Harry, "And why would you care anyway?"
Harry shrugged, "I don't know why you wouldn't be you just seemed...I dunno distracted. You're the only other one in this class. I was just trying to make conversation." he said.
Draco shrugged too, "Well I'm fine. Would you get some Boomslang?"
"Yep." Harry said, setting down his knife and going to retrieve it from the cupboard, "Powedered or sliced?" he asked.
"Sliced." Draco called back.
Harry collected some of the shredded boomslang and walked back over, throwing a couple of pieces in his cauldron and a couple of pieces in Dracos. As if they were reading each others minds they swopped places and Harry continued cutting up the leeks Draco had been cutting and Draco started stirring Harrys potion.
"It's too blue." Draco said peering into the cauldron.
"Here. And the rats spleen. That should tone the colour down." Harry said passing a rat spleen over.
"You two seem to be working well." Snape said looking up, "But you do realise that if one batch is wrong the other will be as well."
Harry and Draco ignored him and continued working.
"Snape!" A voice said from a corner of the classroom.
Snapes head shot up to the fire that was burning in the corner, "What do you want?" he spat when he saw it was Professer Moodys head in it.
"Meeting. Now. You know where." he said and then with a pop his head disappeared.
Snape sighed heavily, "Right you two. I've got to go now. Something important has come up. I'm going to leave you two here to work on this potion. If I'm not back by the time the class is over clean up whatever mess you make and store the potion in the bottles on my desk. No homework tonight."he said rubbing his forehead with his hand.
"Good luck sir." Harry said, not looking up.
Draco nodded as if to add his support.
Snape harrumphed loudly and walked out of the dungeons, the door slamming behind him.
"So now that Snape is gone...what do you want to talk about?" Harry asked stretching his arms out in front of him before taking up the knife again.
"I dunno." Draco said, shrugging, "You done with the ears?"
Harry shuddered, "I hate cutting them up."
Draco laughed. Harry couldn't help but smile, his laugh seemed so normal now. There was no air of being above everyone else anymore. Draco was on his own and he seemed proud to be who he was still but no longer stuck up.
"Well can't say I blame you." he admitted, "I hate cutting them up too."
Harry knocked him with his shoulder, "But you made me cut them up!"
Draco was knocked a bit to the side, he looked at Harry suprised. It was true they were getting along better then they had been before but Harrys act was one that was friendly and casual. Something he didn't expect. He shook his head and smirked again, "Can't let you think your better than me." he said, "Had to bring you off your horse."
"Whatever." Harry laughed.
There was silence for a couple of minutes.
Draco broke it by asking Harry, "So what do you think of the year so far?"
Harry shrugged, "Well considering this is only the second day...it's been okay. I was suprised when I got head boy though. Never saw that coming. Good going on becoming top prefect by the way."
Draco smiled, his head bent down, but pride practically radiated off him, "Thanks. You too."
Harry smiled and stirred the cauldron gently, "I think they're ready to simmer." he said, Draco nodding in agreement, "we've still got twenty minutes left." he said after a glance at his watch.
"Well...what do you want to do?" Draco asked, propping himself up on his hands and sitting down in his chair.
"I dunno...um...so..." Harry said not knowing what to say.
"I hear you've got yourself a girlfriend." Draco said suddenly.
Harry turned crimson, "Who said that? Who did they say was my girlfriend? Where on earth did they hear that?"
Draco chuckled, "I hear some Hufflepuffs saying it, I have no idea where they heard it and it was the mu-granger."
Harry practically fell out of his seat, "Hermione!?!?" he practically yelled.
Draco laughed loudly at Harrys antics. ("Hermione? HERMIONE? Where did they get that? I mean come on! This is Hermione here! Her-mi-one! What-where- why?!?!")
Harry took a deep breath, "No. That's not true. Hermione and I aren't going out."
"I guessed." Draco said, still laughing.
"It's not that I wouldn't I mean...you know what I mean." he finished lamely when he realised what he was saying, blushing even more now.
Draco shook his head, "I have no idea what you mean. Do you like her or what?"he asked grinning cheekily.
"Of course I do she's one of my best friends." Harry said, not knowing why he wasn't meeting Dracos eyes.
"I didn't mean like that and you know it." Draco said shaking his head in exasperation, "Stop dancing around the answer. It's pretty obvious you know. I mean I could tell before I even asked you."
Harrys head shot up, "What do you mean it's pretty obvious. It's not obvious to me. Hermione and I are just friends and that's how we want it."
Draco raised an eyebrow, "If you say so."
"Hmph." Harry said folding his arms, "I do."
"Well that's good. But I still don't believe you." Draco said grinning at him.
Harry rolled his eyes, "Well that's just great. Don't go spreading any untrue rumors."
"Would I do that?" Draco asked innocently.
Harry snorted.
"Okay stupid question." Draco said laughing.
Harry laughed along with him and looked at his watch again, "Well...I think we can get going now. It's lunch time and I'm hungry." he said and his stomach let out a loud rumble.
Draco shook his head laughing again, "Alright then Potter." he said and collected his stuff together, "We wouldn't want you to starve."
"We wouldn't?" Harry asked.
"Good point. We would. Maybe you wouldn't whine so much." Draco said.
"I so don't whine!"
"Of course you don't."
"I don't!!"
"Uh huh."
"So what are you studying 'Mione?" Harry asked looking over at Hermione who was lying on her front on her bed, her legs swing up behind her.
"Transfiguration. McGonagall told us that we're going to be doing an assignment on Animagi again. But this one more detailed so I thought I'd start researching." she said smiling at him.
Harry shook his head, "Like you to get ahead."
Hermione just smiled and looked back down at her laptop screen, murmurring to herself ocassionally. Harry smiled and looked down at his own laptop. He was just exploring around on his computer, trying to familiarise himself with it a little more. He clicked on a program and a little window popped up.
'Hello what's this?' he pondered to himself, 'It looks like a diary or something. I wonder who would use this sort of program. Probably people like Hermione who want to type up all their work timetables or something.'
Harry read the little window that had now popped up, 'It IS a diary program.' he thought to himself, 'I dunno...how lame would it be to write in it? And what if someone found it and read it...that would be embarrassing!'
"What are you doing Harry?" Hermione asked looking over at him.
"Huh? What?" he asked looking up.
"Doing. What are you doing?"she asked patiently.
"Oh I'm just looking around...online." Harry said, quickly making something up. He didn't want to say he was looking at a diary program.
"Oh alright." Hermione said smiling at him and looking back down at her work, "I love the idea of the laptops here! It's so great, they've loaded the books from the internet onto a Hogwarts drive so we don't have to go to the library to find the information. It's so much more convenient."
Harry chuckled, "Sounds handy."
Harry looked back down at the program, 'Maybe I should write in it. I mean...I guess it would come in handy. I'd be able to read it over sometime...so I'll write in it then.'
Harry clicked the new button and another window popped up in it's place, 'Would you like to make a password? A password? Handy alright what password...Hermione. I'll use it again. That way I won't forget it.' Harry clicked the yes button and typed Hermione in where it indicated.
Harry looked at the blank screen and then over at Hermione who was frowning at the screen and biting her lip in as she read something over.
'Dear Diary,' Harry typed, 'Dear JOURNAL. Only girl's have diarys.' Harry looked at his words sceptical and shook his head and continued, 'I can't believe I'm acutally using this program...how lame am I? Oh well. I said I would and I am. Okay so...uh...I'm just going to write how I'm thinking...not as if I was talking to someone else. That'd be just too weird.
Okay so today was interesting enough. I think Draco Malfoy and I might actually be starting to get along. As strange as that sounds. I never thought I'd be friends with him...well actually we're not friends. But I mean we're alot more friendly and that says something about how much he's changed! He was teasing me today about liking Hermione. But I mean...we're friends nothing more. And just because her name is password...that doesn't mean anything other than the fact that she's my best friend and I chose her name to use. I have a feeling if someone read this they'd raise an eyebrow..I suppose I sound pretty...defensive. But I'm not! We're only friends! And I'm happy like that! So yeah...
Okay well this year I'm head boy. And that's great. I'm glad. And it's fun to share a room with Hermione, I mean we get to talk more and stuff. It'll be cool to hang out with her more often. Maybe she'll help me with my homework...yeah sure...speaking of homework I feel pretty lucky that I didn't get any today. Not one speck! Heh. Bet I won't be so lucky tomorrow...I've got expert DADA tomorrow..and then after that extra DADA. So guess I'm going to spend the most part of tomorrow running away from curses which Moody feels the need to through at me as he did last year. That was so annoying!!! Once, while we were in DADA class with everyone around, he yelled stufey at me and I leapt out of the way and he just kept throwing curses at me and didn't stop until I threw a book at him. Mental he is! Mental Moody...hmph. I wonder what we'll be studying...It's pity Ron and Hermione won't be in my class. I don't get why Hermione isn't. I mean she's really smart and funny and pretty. Where did that come from?!?! Okay...that was weird. I'm her FRIEND. F-R-I-E-N-D. It's just Draco getting to me...he's putting thoughts in my head. I am a guy after all. I can't help being perverted and stuff...it comes with the job. Alright so I'm not as bad as say Ron or Dean or Seamus...or most of the guys...but I'm still a hot-blooded male. I can't help being attracted to a beautiful woman. Wait...pretty girl. But then..she's not really a girl anymo-SHUT UP! ARG! I'm confusing myself...I think I'll just...take a break or something. And I have to remember not to tell anyone my password. If anyone read this...'
"Harry? Haaaaarry!" Hermione said sighing and walking over sitting down beside him, "What are you doing?" she asked.
Harry pressed the save button and quickly closed the screen down so she couldn't see, "Nothing." he said too quickly, "Er..I mean. I'm not doing anything much." he said.
Hermione raised an eyebrow and then suddenly her eyes went wide, "Harry James Potter! I never thought you would look at something like that!" she said shocked.
Harry frowned confused, "What are you talking about?" he asked.
Hermione pointed to his laptop, "What were you looking at?" she asked.
Harry looked at the computer and then back up at her, "I was...I told you before I'm just scoping the net."
"For what exactly?" she demanded, seeming a bit angry now.
Harry shrugged, "Nothing in particular."
"Harry I can't believe you can just sit there and lie to me like that." she said outraged, "Pornography is absolutely DISGUSTING. I never thought you'd ever-" she was interrupted by Harry who started spluttering.
"Hermione! I was not! I was- doing something else. I wouldn't look at shit like that online. That's not right. Besides I mean if I wanted to look at something like that I'd borrow a mag off Dean or someone else. And I wouldn't look at it with you in the room." he defended himself.
Hermione put her hands on her hips, "Then what exactly is it that you don't want me to see."
Harry looked away from her gaze, "Er...I was just...typing." he said, "I was practising typing...because I'm not very good and I want to improve."
Her look softened, "Oh. Are you sure that's all?" she asked.
"Yeah." Harry said, feeling a little guilty he was lying to her straight out, but if he told her it would either get around somehow; he knew she wouldn't say anything but somehow people would find out, or she'd want to read it.
"Alright then." she said, and went back and sat down beside him giving him a hug.
"What's the hug for?" Harry asked chuckling as he hugged her back.
"You're such a sweet guy Harry." she said.
Harry gave her a dopey grin, "Thanks."
She laughed and shook her head, "Well I'm going to keep studying. Don't type too hard."
Harry laughed and smiled, "Don't study too hard."
"Is that even possible?"
Harry let out a big yawn, he'd spent the last couple of hours actually scoping the net for some good songs he could download onto his laptop and hadn't succeeded in finding any he liked.
"I think I'm going to go to sleep." he said covering his mouth as he yawned again, "I'm really tired."
Hermione smiled, "Alright then. Do you mind if I leave my light on? I'm not quite finished."
Harry shook his head and put his laptop down on the ground beside his bed. He stood up and walked over to the bathroom. Hermione glanced over at his laptop.
'He was lying. I know he was. I can always tell. He wasn't looking at anything vulgar though, I believe that. But he wasn't just typing for practise...'she thought to herself.
Harry came out of the bathroom and gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek, "Night then." he said giving her a sleepy smile and climbed into his bed and switched off his side table light.
"Night." she whispered and watched as he quickly fell asleep.
'Is it wrong for me to want to have a quick peek at his computer?' Hermione wondered to herself as she watched his chest rise and fall steadily, 'I'm not being nosy..well not really. I'm sure he wouldn't mind...that much.'
Hermione slid her legs over the side of her bed and watched carefully as Harry stirred slightly, she tiptoed over to his bedside and picked up his computer. She held her breath as Harry screwed up his face in a frown and then rolled over. With a sigh of relief she walked back to her bed and turned Harrys computer on.
The welcome window popped up, 'Password? Damn I never thought that he'd put a passord on this. I can't believe I didn't think of it. Alright maybe I can guess it.' Hermione typed snitch in, 'Damn didn't think it would be that easy...okay...maybe quidditch. Nope..okay um...hogwarts. Harry. Potter. Harry Potter. James. Lily. Harry James Potter. AH I GIVE UP. No..I can't I need to know. Alright...what could the password be. Ron. Ginny. Cho. Cho Chang. What's Cho's middle name?? Well...it's not like he'd remember it ANYWAY. Um...Hermione. OMG it worked! Yes! And I'm IN!!!!'
Hermione jumped off her bed let out a "YES!" of excitement and did a little jig.
Harry frowned and muttered something. Hermiones eyes widened as she saw him blink a couple of times. She quickly closed the computer and as quickly as she could put it back where he'd put it and jumped on her bed breathlessly as he rolled over to face her.
"Hermione? Are you still awake? It's getting late." Harry said sleepily, looking at her through half-shut eyes.
"Oh right. Okay. Goodnight." she said and quickly closed down her laptop and turned off her side light.
"Mmm night." Harry said and snuggled further under his blanket.
'That was close. Too close. Hermione...I wonder why he chose that as his password? I mean yeah we're friends so I guess thats fair enough...still...I mean he couldn't like me could he? Not possible! We're friends. FRIENDS and that's all there is to it. It's not like we want anything more...but what if Harry does? Do I?'
Hermione sighed and rolled over, 'I'll never get to sleep tonight.' she thought to herself and sighed again.
"You okay 'Mione?' Harry asked sleepily, hearing her sighing.
"Yeah. Can't sleep." she said throwing her blankets off and spreading out.
"You want to come over here?" Harry asked, half asleep.
Hermione froze, 'Could he?' "Uhh..." she said trailing off.
"Come here." Harry said lifting his blankets up to let her slide in.
They looked tempting. Hermione slipped out of her bed and climbed in beside Harry who instantly pulled her closer.
"G-night." he said.
"Goodnight." she whispered and looked down at the peaceful look on Harrys face as he fell asleep instantly.
'This is ridiculous. I'll never get to sleep if I don't clear my mind.' Hermione thought crossly to herself, 'I've just got to-' and with that thought Hermine promptly fell asleep.
Harry woke up and felt around, "Hermione?" he asked and looked around, "Hermione?" he asked a little louder.
He looked over at her unmade bed, 'I wonder where she is.' he thought to himself, stretching as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, 'Well at least Ron didn't walk in today. I think we would have had a hard time explaining why we were in the same bed together. Me in my boxers and Hermione in her nightie.' Harry instantly shook his head as he started to imagine things, 'Stop it Potter! Ugh. I think I need a shower. I guess Hermione went to the common room or something.'
He shuffled over to the bathroom and tested the handle, finding it open. He pushed against the door with his shoulder and walked in, still half asleep. He shuffled over to the shower and was about to pull off his boxers and turn it on when he heard a loud scream. He spun around and saw a head poking out of the frothy, bubbly water.
"HARRY!" she yelled.
Harry froze, he couldn't not stare. He couldn't see anything but her head as the pink and purple swirly water was too murky to see anything but he still couldn't move.
"Hermione!" he said suprised, "What are you doing?"
"I'm having a bath! GET OUT." she said angrily.
Harry didn't move, "But...the door wasn't locked."he said.
"I must have forgotten. Please Harry. I'll get out the moment you go outside okay?" Hermione pleased, she looked nearly in tears.
Harry shook his head to get himself out of his daze. He automatically covered his eyes and started trying to back out of the room. Hermione would have giggled if she hadn't been still in shock. Harry put one hand behind him, the other one moving to cover both his already tightly shut eyes. But his hand wasn't enough he walked straight into the corner of the faucet basin.
"OW!" he yelled, but kept his eyes covered.
Hermione bit her lip to keep in a giggle. Harry backed up and finally found the handle. He opened the door, slipped out and shut it behind him. He could hear water splashing as he could hear her getting out.
"You don't have to get out." Harry called through the door, "You can have longer if you want."
"Thanks." Hermione called back and Harry heard the door lock.
He went back and sat on his bed, 'Now I need a shower more than ever.' he thought to himself, 'I know I'll write in that journal thing while I'm waiting.'
He flipped his computer up, 'I thought I closed it down last night. Guess not...' he thought to himself a little confused.
He clicked on the program and typed in his password.
'Dear Journal,' he typed, 'That was so embarrassing! I can't believe I walked in on Hermione in the bath. I mean...I couldn't see anything...I kind of wish I could now. I don't believe I just typed that! I should just erase that...but I won't because no one will read this other than me. I'm sure of that! I'll make sure of that. Okay so I didn't know she was in there...so it's not my fault. But she'll be pissed. I know she will...maybe she won't. I mean she didn't lock the door. So it's her fault. But I'm not going to say that. I'll just appologise and explain that I didn't know she was in there. She'll understand. I hope. Seeing as she hasn't come out yet I guess she took me up on the offer to go back in for longer. That's fine though. I don't mind. I bet she's as embarrassed as I am. I mean...I nearly took off my boxers...but I didn't. Just. I wonder what would have happened if I had? I mean...what would she have said?' Harrys stomach felt like it was full of butterflies, 'This is stupid. I'm making myself get nervous about nothing. I didn't see anything and neither did she. I'm sure she'll forgive me... I hope.'
Hermione opened the bathroom door, her towel wrapped firmly around herself. Harry looked up, his face turning red as he saw what she was wearing.
"Hi." he said, his voice sounded choked.
"Hi." Hermione said, not meeting his eyes.
"Look. I'm sorry for walking in on you. I didn't mean to. And I didn't see anything so don't worry." Harry said quickly.
Hermione let a a half laugh, "It's okay. It was partly my fault. I forgot to lock the door."
Harry gave her a sheepish grin, "Guess we're both at fault hm?" he asked.
Hermione nodded, her eyes falling to his laptop which was in front of him.
Harry looked down at where her eyes were looking. He quickly saved the entry and closed the program.
Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Practising your typing again?" she asked, her voice filled with disbelief.
Harry shrugged, "Er..yeah." he said.
Hermione sat down on her bed, "Why are you lying to me?" she asked quietly.
Harrys head shot up, "I'm not lying..." he said, not sounding quite sure.
"Harry I've know you for seven years. I think I know whether you're lying or not." she said, her voice filled with hurt.
Harry bit his lip, "Come on Hermione." he practically pleaded, "You know...that if I wasn't telling you anything it would be because its personal." he said quietly.
Hermiones eyes filled with tears, "So you don't trust me then." she said her voice quivering.
Harry looked up at the quiver, "Hermione...aw come on don't cry." he said walking over and hugging her.
She sniffed loudly and pulled away, "You know Harry I thought we were best friends." she said.
"We are." Harry said firmly.
"Then why won't you tell me what you're doing? I'm worried." she said looking up at him.
Harry shut his eyes, his brow furrowed, "It's just...personal." he said.
Hermione stood up, suddenly angry again, "Well excuse me for caring what my so-called best friend, who won't tell me anything anymore, gets up to. Excuse me for caring." she snapped, grabbing her clothes from her bed and storming into the bathroom, locking it behind her.
"Hermione wait. Come out." Harry said knocking on the door.
"Why don't you go do whatever it is you do." she snapped through the door, "I don't care."
Harry sighed and ran his hand through his hair desperately, 'If I have to choose between Hermione and the journal...I choose Hermione.' "It's a journal." he said.
There were soudns of shuffling, "A diary?" she asked opening the door; she was dressed now.
Harry narrowed his eyes, "A journal." he repeated.
"But why do you have a d-journal?" she asked confused, "I mean you tell me and Ron everything don't you?"
Harry looked away from her piercing gaze.
"You don't do you?" she asked, if her voice was hurt before it was nothing compared to it now.
"Hermione. It's not the sort of stuff you think. It's like...guy stuff."
"You tell Ron?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head, "No. It's just like...feelings..and stuff. You know?" he asked, blushing a little.
Hermione tilted her head to the side a little, "You know you can tell me anything." she said, grabbing onto his hand.
Harry turned redder, "Uh huh." he said.
Hermione bit her lip, "You want to tell me anything?" she asked.
Harry shook his head fervently, "No!" he said a little too quickly, "I mean. No. Thanks." he said smiling at her.
Hermione gave him a little hug, "So can I read this journal of yours?" she asked.
Harry tensed up, "I'd prefer it if you didn't." he said a little stiffly.
Hermione drew back a bit, "Why not? I won't tease you about whatever girl it is that you like. You never know. Maybe I can help?"
Harry shook his head, "Er...thanks. But no thanks. I kind of...don't want anyone to read it. It's personal."
"I never thought you'd be one to write in a journal." she said a little suprised, "I really thought that what you were doing was looking at something you shouldn't be. Or you were like...doing things online with someone."
Harry turned crimson, "Hermione! We went through this last night! I was not looking at porn."
"I know." she said giving him a kiss on his cheek, "I believe you now."
"Good." he said gruffly, "And if gets around about it I will never speak to you again."
Hermione giggled, "I won't tell anyone about you're little diary."
"Journal."
"Diary."
"Journal!"
"Jo-diary!" Hermione giggled.
Harry leapt on her tickling her mercilessly.
"Harry no! Ah stop! Harry stop!" she squealed.
"Say it's a journal." he said stopping for a moment.
"Alright! It's a journal." she said breathlessly.
Harry smirked at her, "Good." he said.
Suddenly he realised what position they were in, Harrys legs were on either side of her his hands pressed against her stomach, her arms were resting on his shoulders and one of her legs was raised slightly between his legs. Her lips looked so tantalising. Her soft, pink luscious lips seemed to beckon him. Harry leaned forward slightly as if on automatic.
'I'm going to kiss her.' he thought to himself as he drew closer.
'Oh my god. Is he going to kiss me?' Hermione thought.
Suddenly Harry froze and jumped off her, "Sorry." he muttered, turning red again and shoved his hands in his pockets.
Hermione sat up, a little breathless still, "For what?" she asked, playing innocent.
"Nevermind." Harry mumbled.
Hermione bit her lip and looked at her watch, "Guess we got up a tad early today huh? We've still got like two hours before breakfast."
Harrys eyebrows raised, "I didn't even notice!" he said, "I didn't realise it was so early."
Hermione nodded, "Um..I'm going to do some more homework." she said finally.
Harry nodded, "I think I'll..uh...do some searching or something."
Hermione sat down on her bed, "Or typing." she said a little cheekily.
Harry shrugged, "Maybe yeah."
He opened up a word document and stared at the blank white space.
'I'll write something..then I'll let her read it. And then she won't bug me about reading my journal. Good plan Potter. Okay so write something that she'd think I wouldn't want her to see. A poem...alright. I'll write a poem.'
Harry looked at the blank screen and started to type hesitantly,
'Like an eagle of prey, like a sound in the night,
The feelings and emotions that send me quivering at sight. A sense of wanting, a sense of love,
A feeling as if it was sent from above.
Unknown of how to put it,
Confusion that I just can't fight,
And now I don't know if this feeling is right.'
Harry looked at it sceptically, 'I suck. Oh well..maybe it'll satisfy her.'
"If I let you read one thing will you not ask me about my journal again?" Harry asked her.
Hermione nodded enthusiastically.
"Alright you can read that." he said turning his screen around for her to read.
"Ooh. Harry. That is so poetic." she said looking up at him.
Harry smiled sheepishly, "Right." he said and pressed the save button and saved it as PTGROH (poem to get rid of hermione).
"Can I read an entry?" she asked hopeful.
Harry shook his head, "You said you wouldn't ask!" he said.
Hermione pouted, "Well that was a poem not from your journal."
"And how would you know what's from my journal and what's not?" he demanded.
"You had to save it under a name." she pointed out.
Harry looked down and back up at her again, "Don't pick on me." he said finally.
Hermione giggled and the sulky look that was on his face, "Alright I won't mention it again...for now."
Harry still had a sulky look on his face, "For now.." he muttered.
Hermione giggled again, "Yep!" she said and jumped off his bed happily.
Harry closed his computer down, "I was sure I shut that thing down last night." he said confused.
Hermiones eyes went wide, she hadn't shut it down after she'd figured out the password. She hadn't had time, "Guess you didn't." she said confidently flashing him a smile, "You were so tired I guess your mind played tricks on you."
"Guess so..." Harry said but he didn't sound convinced.
'Phew that was close. Too close...I'm going to read his "journal". Whether he likes it or not. He just won't know it.' she thought to herself defiantly, 'He can't keep secrets from me! I will find out!'
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Harry sat down at the bench beside Draco. The dungeon was completely empty except for the two.
"I wonder where the rest of the class is." Harry said looking around.
Draco shrugged, "Maybe we are the class. It's pretty exclusive you know."
"Well yeah...but I didn't think it was that exclusive." Harry said a little confused, "I mean I got into it and so did you."
"Thanks." Draco drawled sarcastically, "You make me out to sound so intelligent."
Harry chuckled, "Sorry. You know what I mean..."
"Yeah. Yeah I know what you mean." Draco said, resting his chin on his hand, "I wonder when Snape will be here."
"I am here." Snape said, coming through the door with a swish of his robes, "And that's Professer Snape."
"Sorry Professer." Draco said quietly.
Harry raised an eyebrow, Draco never appologised. Well he did lately, but before his father had disinherrited him he was quite the stuck up little asshole.
{AN: Excuse my french }
"Well. I don't have to check off the roll do I so let's get down to buisness." Snape said glaring at both of them, "In this class you will both work harder than you've ever worked. You will assist me in different projects and you will be graded accordingly. Don't expect this to be an easy class! You're both lucky you made it into this class." he growled.
Harry and Draco stared blankly at him.
'He has problems.' Harry thought and refrained from rolling his eyes.
"Alright. Today I want you to make the potion on page 181 of your text books. It's critcal that you get it right understood? Take your time in doing it. I actually need to use this potion. I have other work to do other than taking care of the two of you so you don't destroy something, don't mess up!" he said, his last comment snarled.
Harry and Draco flicked to page 181 of their text books and silently started collecting the items needed.
"What is the point of making a potion like this, Malfoy?" Snape asked them.
Draco paused, "The point of making a potion like this sir? The potion is currently being used to see if it, along with a few other experimentals can block the Avada Kedrava curse when accompanied by different blocking spells." he said slowly before picking up his knife and beginning to slice some caterpillars.
"How did you know what it's being used for?" Snape asked, his voice confused.
"With all do respect sir, it's common knowledge." Draco said, cutting up twice as many caterpillars as needed and shoving them along the table to Harry who in return passed Draco some of the cut up bat wings he'd been cutting.
"Thanks." Draco muttered and threw the pieces in his cauldron.
"Sharing the duties are you?" Snape asked.
"Yes sir. It'll be faster this way." Harry said.
"Hmph." Snape said settling back in his chair, "I'm going to grade these papers. You may talk quietly if necessary."
Harry looked over at Draco who was stirring his cauldron looking a little drained.
"You okay?" Harry asked. 'Why do I care all of a sudden? This is Malfoy I'm talking about. He's the biggest asshole in the school! Or...at least he was. He's changed now...maybe...maybe we can come to a truce.' Harry thought to himself as he waited for Draco to reply.
"Fine. Why wouldn't I be?" he asked quietly pausing to look at Harry, "And why would you care anyway?"
Harry shrugged, "I don't know why you wouldn't be you just seemed...I dunno distracted. You're the only other one in this class. I was just trying to make conversation." he said.
Draco shrugged too, "Well I'm fine. Would you get some Boomslang?"
"Yep." Harry said, setting down his knife and going to retrieve it from the cupboard, "Powedered or sliced?" he asked.
"Sliced." Draco called back.
Harry collected some of the shredded boomslang and walked back over, throwing a couple of pieces in his cauldron and a couple of pieces in Dracos. As if they were reading each others minds they swopped places and Harry continued cutting up the leeks Draco had been cutting and Draco started stirring Harrys potion.
"It's too blue." Draco said peering into the cauldron.
"Here. And the rats spleen. That should tone the colour down." Harry said passing a rat spleen over.
"You two seem to be working well." Snape said looking up, "But you do realise that if one batch is wrong the other will be as well."
Harry and Draco ignored him and continued working.
"Snape!" A voice said from a corner of the classroom.
Snapes head shot up to the fire that was burning in the corner, "What do you want?" he spat when he saw it was Professer Moodys head in it.
"Meeting. Now. You know where." he said and then with a pop his head disappeared.
Snape sighed heavily, "Right you two. I've got to go now. Something important has come up. I'm going to leave you two here to work on this potion. If I'm not back by the time the class is over clean up whatever mess you make and store the potion in the bottles on my desk. No homework tonight."he said rubbing his forehead with his hand.
"Good luck sir." Harry said, not looking up.
Draco nodded as if to add his support.
Snape harrumphed loudly and walked out of the dungeons, the door slamming behind him.
"So now that Snape is gone...what do you want to talk about?" Harry asked stretching his arms out in front of him before taking up the knife again.
"I dunno." Draco said, shrugging, "You done with the ears?"
Harry shuddered, "I hate cutting them up."
Draco laughed. Harry couldn't help but smile, his laugh seemed so normal now. There was no air of being above everyone else anymore. Draco was on his own and he seemed proud to be who he was still but no longer stuck up.
"Well can't say I blame you." he admitted, "I hate cutting them up too."
Harry knocked him with his shoulder, "But you made me cut them up!"
Draco was knocked a bit to the side, he looked at Harry suprised. It was true they were getting along better then they had been before but Harrys act was one that was friendly and casual. Something he didn't expect. He shook his head and smirked again, "Can't let you think your better than me." he said, "Had to bring you off your horse."
"Whatever." Harry laughed.
There was silence for a couple of minutes.
Draco broke it by asking Harry, "So what do you think of the year so far?"
Harry shrugged, "Well considering this is only the second day...it's been okay. I was suprised when I got head boy though. Never saw that coming. Good going on becoming top prefect by the way."
Draco smiled, his head bent down, but pride practically radiated off him, "Thanks. You too."
Harry smiled and stirred the cauldron gently, "I think they're ready to simmer." he said, Draco nodding in agreement, "we've still got twenty minutes left." he said after a glance at his watch.
"Well...what do you want to do?" Draco asked, propping himself up on his hands and sitting down in his chair.
"I dunno...um...so..." Harry said not knowing what to say.
"I hear you've got yourself a girlfriend." Draco said suddenly.
Harry turned crimson, "Who said that? Who did they say was my girlfriend? Where on earth did they hear that?"
Draco chuckled, "I hear some Hufflepuffs saying it, I have no idea where they heard it and it was the mu-granger."
Harry practically fell out of his seat, "Hermione!?!?" he practically yelled.
Draco laughed loudly at Harrys antics. ("Hermione? HERMIONE? Where did they get that? I mean come on! This is Hermione here! Her-mi-one! What-where- why?!?!")
Harry took a deep breath, "No. That's not true. Hermione and I aren't going out."
"I guessed." Draco said, still laughing.
"It's not that I wouldn't I mean...you know what I mean." he finished lamely when he realised what he was saying, blushing even more now.
Draco shook his head, "I have no idea what you mean. Do you like her or what?"he asked grinning cheekily.
"Of course I do she's one of my best friends." Harry said, not knowing why he wasn't meeting Dracos eyes.
"I didn't mean like that and you know it." Draco said shaking his head in exasperation, "Stop dancing around the answer. It's pretty obvious you know. I mean I could tell before I even asked you."
Harrys head shot up, "What do you mean it's pretty obvious. It's not obvious to me. Hermione and I are just friends and that's how we want it."
Draco raised an eyebrow, "If you say so."
"Hmph." Harry said folding his arms, "I do."
"Well that's good. But I still don't believe you." Draco said grinning at him.
Harry rolled his eyes, "Well that's just great. Don't go spreading any untrue rumors."
"Would I do that?" Draco asked innocently.
Harry snorted.
"Okay stupid question." Draco said laughing.
Harry laughed along with him and looked at his watch again, "Well...I think we can get going now. It's lunch time and I'm hungry." he said and his stomach let out a loud rumble.
Draco shook his head laughing again, "Alright then Potter." he said and collected his stuff together, "We wouldn't want you to starve."
"We wouldn't?" Harry asked.
"Good point. We would. Maybe you wouldn't whine so much." Draco said.
"I so don't whine!"
"Of course you don't."
"I don't!!"
"Uh huh."
"So what are you studying 'Mione?" Harry asked looking over at Hermione who was lying on her front on her bed, her legs swing up behind her.
"Transfiguration. McGonagall told us that we're going to be doing an assignment on Animagi again. But this one more detailed so I thought I'd start researching." she said smiling at him.
Harry shook his head, "Like you to get ahead."
Hermione just smiled and looked back down at her laptop screen, murmurring to herself ocassionally. Harry smiled and looked down at his own laptop. He was just exploring around on his computer, trying to familiarise himself with it a little more. He clicked on a program and a little window popped up.
'Hello what's this?' he pondered to himself, 'It looks like a diary or something. I wonder who would use this sort of program. Probably people like Hermione who want to type up all their work timetables or something.'
Harry read the little window that had now popped up, 'It IS a diary program.' he thought to himself, 'I dunno...how lame would it be to write in it? And what if someone found it and read it...that would be embarrassing!'
"What are you doing Harry?" Hermione asked looking over at him.
"Huh? What?" he asked looking up.
"Doing. What are you doing?"she asked patiently.
"Oh I'm just looking around...online." Harry said, quickly making something up. He didn't want to say he was looking at a diary program.
"Oh alright." Hermione said smiling at him and looking back down at her work, "I love the idea of the laptops here! It's so great, they've loaded the books from the internet onto a Hogwarts drive so we don't have to go to the library to find the information. It's so much more convenient."
Harry chuckled, "Sounds handy."
Harry looked back down at the program, 'Maybe I should write in it. I mean...I guess it would come in handy. I'd be able to read it over sometime...so I'll write in it then.'
Harry clicked the new button and another window popped up in it's place, 'Would you like to make a password? A password? Handy alright what password...Hermione. I'll use it again. That way I won't forget it.' Harry clicked the yes button and typed Hermione in where it indicated.
Harry looked at the blank screen and then over at Hermione who was frowning at the screen and biting her lip in as she read something over.
'Dear Diary,' Harry typed, 'Dear JOURNAL. Only girl's have diarys.' Harry looked at his words sceptical and shook his head and continued, 'I can't believe I'm acutally using this program...how lame am I? Oh well. I said I would and I am. Okay so...uh...I'm just going to write how I'm thinking...not as if I was talking to someone else. That'd be just too weird.
Okay so today was interesting enough. I think Draco Malfoy and I might actually be starting to get along. As strange as that sounds. I never thought I'd be friends with him...well actually we're not friends. But I mean we're alot more friendly and that says something about how much he's changed! He was teasing me today about liking Hermione. But I mean...we're friends nothing more. And just because her name is password...that doesn't mean anything other than the fact that she's my best friend and I chose her name to use. I have a feeling if someone read this they'd raise an eyebrow..I suppose I sound pretty...defensive. But I'm not! We're only friends! And I'm happy like that! So yeah...
Okay well this year I'm head boy. And that's great. I'm glad. And it's fun to share a room with Hermione, I mean we get to talk more and stuff. It'll be cool to hang out with her more often. Maybe she'll help me with my homework...yeah sure...speaking of homework I feel pretty lucky that I didn't get any today. Not one speck! Heh. Bet I won't be so lucky tomorrow...I've got expert DADA tomorrow..and then after that extra DADA. So guess I'm going to spend the most part of tomorrow running away from curses which Moody feels the need to through at me as he did last year. That was so annoying!!! Once, while we were in DADA class with everyone around, he yelled stufey at me and I leapt out of the way and he just kept throwing curses at me and didn't stop until I threw a book at him. Mental he is! Mental Moody...hmph. I wonder what we'll be studying...It's pity Ron and Hermione won't be in my class. I don't get why Hermione isn't. I mean she's really smart and funny and pretty. Where did that come from?!?! Okay...that was weird. I'm her FRIEND. F-R-I-E-N-D. It's just Draco getting to me...he's putting thoughts in my head. I am a guy after all. I can't help being perverted and stuff...it comes with the job. Alright so I'm not as bad as say Ron or Dean or Seamus...or most of the guys...but I'm still a hot-blooded male. I can't help being attracted to a beautiful woman. Wait...pretty girl. But then..she's not really a girl anymo-SHUT UP! ARG! I'm confusing myself...I think I'll just...take a break or something. And I have to remember not to tell anyone my password. If anyone read this...'
"Harry? Haaaaarry!" Hermione said sighing and walking over sitting down beside him, "What are you doing?" she asked.
Harry pressed the save button and quickly closed the screen down so she couldn't see, "Nothing." he said too quickly, "Er..I mean. I'm not doing anything much." he said.
Hermione raised an eyebrow and then suddenly her eyes went wide, "Harry James Potter! I never thought you would look at something like that!" she said shocked.
Harry frowned confused, "What are you talking about?" he asked.
Hermione pointed to his laptop, "What were you looking at?" she asked.
Harry looked at the computer and then back up at her, "I was...I told you before I'm just scoping the net."
"For what exactly?" she demanded, seeming a bit angry now.
Harry shrugged, "Nothing in particular."
"Harry I can't believe you can just sit there and lie to me like that." she said outraged, "Pornography is absolutely DISGUSTING. I never thought you'd ever-" she was interrupted by Harry who started spluttering.
"Hermione! I was not! I was- doing something else. I wouldn't look at shit like that online. That's not right. Besides I mean if I wanted to look at something like that I'd borrow a mag off Dean or someone else. And I wouldn't look at it with you in the room." he defended himself.
Hermione put her hands on her hips, "Then what exactly is it that you don't want me to see."
Harry looked away from her gaze, "Er...I was just...typing." he said, "I was practising typing...because I'm not very good and I want to improve."
Her look softened, "Oh. Are you sure that's all?" she asked.
"Yeah." Harry said, feeling a little guilty he was lying to her straight out, but if he told her it would either get around somehow; he knew she wouldn't say anything but somehow people would find out, or she'd want to read it.
"Alright then." she said, and went back and sat down beside him giving him a hug.
"What's the hug for?" Harry asked chuckling as he hugged her back.
"You're such a sweet guy Harry." she said.
Harry gave her a dopey grin, "Thanks."
She laughed and shook her head, "Well I'm going to keep studying. Don't type too hard."
Harry laughed and smiled, "Don't study too hard."
"Is that even possible?"
Harry let out a big yawn, he'd spent the last couple of hours actually scoping the net for some good songs he could download onto his laptop and hadn't succeeded in finding any he liked.
"I think I'm going to go to sleep." he said covering his mouth as he yawned again, "I'm really tired."
Hermione smiled, "Alright then. Do you mind if I leave my light on? I'm not quite finished."
Harry shook his head and put his laptop down on the ground beside his bed. He stood up and walked over to the bathroom. Hermione glanced over at his laptop.
'He was lying. I know he was. I can always tell. He wasn't looking at anything vulgar though, I believe that. But he wasn't just typing for practise...'she thought to herself.
Harry came out of the bathroom and gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek, "Night then." he said giving her a sleepy smile and climbed into his bed and switched off his side table light.
"Night." she whispered and watched as he quickly fell asleep.
'Is it wrong for me to want to have a quick peek at his computer?' Hermione wondered to herself as she watched his chest rise and fall steadily, 'I'm not being nosy..well not really. I'm sure he wouldn't mind...that much.'
Hermione slid her legs over the side of her bed and watched carefully as Harry stirred slightly, she tiptoed over to his bedside and picked up his computer. She held her breath as Harry screwed up his face in a frown and then rolled over. With a sigh of relief she walked back to her bed and turned Harrys computer on.
The welcome window popped up, 'Password? Damn I never thought that he'd put a passord on this. I can't believe I didn't think of it. Alright maybe I can guess it.' Hermione typed snitch in, 'Damn didn't think it would be that easy...okay...maybe quidditch. Nope..okay um...hogwarts. Harry. Potter. Harry Potter. James. Lily. Harry James Potter. AH I GIVE UP. No..I can't I need to know. Alright...what could the password be. Ron. Ginny. Cho. Cho Chang. What's Cho's middle name?? Well...it's not like he'd remember it ANYWAY. Um...Hermione. OMG it worked! Yes! And I'm IN!!!!'
Hermione jumped off her bed let out a "YES!" of excitement and did a little jig.
Harry frowned and muttered something. Hermiones eyes widened as she saw him blink a couple of times. She quickly closed the computer and as quickly as she could put it back where he'd put it and jumped on her bed breathlessly as he rolled over to face her.
"Hermione? Are you still awake? It's getting late." Harry said sleepily, looking at her through half-shut eyes.
"Oh right. Okay. Goodnight." she said and quickly closed down her laptop and turned off her side light.
"Mmm night." Harry said and snuggled further under his blanket.
'That was close. Too close. Hermione...I wonder why he chose that as his password? I mean yeah we're friends so I guess thats fair enough...still...I mean he couldn't like me could he? Not possible! We're friends. FRIENDS and that's all there is to it. It's not like we want anything more...but what if Harry does? Do I?'
Hermione sighed and rolled over, 'I'll never get to sleep tonight.' she thought to herself and sighed again.
"You okay 'Mione?' Harry asked sleepily, hearing her sighing.
"Yeah. Can't sleep." she said throwing her blankets off and spreading out.
"You want to come over here?" Harry asked, half asleep.
Hermione froze, 'Could he?' "Uhh..." she said trailing off.
"Come here." Harry said lifting his blankets up to let her slide in.
They looked tempting. Hermione slipped out of her bed and climbed in beside Harry who instantly pulled her closer.
"G-night." he said.
"Goodnight." she whispered and looked down at the peaceful look on Harrys face as he fell asleep instantly.
'This is ridiculous. I'll never get to sleep if I don't clear my mind.' Hermione thought crossly to herself, 'I've just got to-' and with that thought Hermine promptly fell asleep.
Harry woke up and felt around, "Hermione?" he asked and looked around, "Hermione?" he asked a little louder.
He looked over at her unmade bed, 'I wonder where she is.' he thought to himself, stretching as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, 'Well at least Ron didn't walk in today. I think we would have had a hard time explaining why we were in the same bed together. Me in my boxers and Hermione in her nightie.' Harry instantly shook his head as he started to imagine things, 'Stop it Potter! Ugh. I think I need a shower. I guess Hermione went to the common room or something.'
He shuffled over to the bathroom and tested the handle, finding it open. He pushed against the door with his shoulder and walked in, still half asleep. He shuffled over to the shower and was about to pull off his boxers and turn it on when he heard a loud scream. He spun around and saw a head poking out of the frothy, bubbly water.
"HARRY!" she yelled.
Harry froze, he couldn't not stare. He couldn't see anything but her head as the pink and purple swirly water was too murky to see anything but he still couldn't move.
"Hermione!" he said suprised, "What are you doing?"
"I'm having a bath! GET OUT." she said angrily.
Harry didn't move, "But...the door wasn't locked."he said.
"I must have forgotten. Please Harry. I'll get out the moment you go outside okay?" Hermione pleased, she looked nearly in tears.
Harry shook his head to get himself out of his daze. He automatically covered his eyes and started trying to back out of the room. Hermione would have giggled if she hadn't been still in shock. Harry put one hand behind him, the other one moving to cover both his already tightly shut eyes. But his hand wasn't enough he walked straight into the corner of the faucet basin.
"OW!" he yelled, but kept his eyes covered.
Hermione bit her lip to keep in a giggle. Harry backed up and finally found the handle. He opened the door, slipped out and shut it behind him. He could hear water splashing as he could hear her getting out.
"You don't have to get out." Harry called through the door, "You can have longer if you want."
"Thanks." Hermione called back and Harry heard the door lock.
He went back and sat on his bed, 'Now I need a shower more than ever.' he thought to himself, 'I know I'll write in that journal thing while I'm waiting.'
He flipped his computer up, 'I thought I closed it down last night. Guess not...' he thought to himself a little confused.
He clicked on the program and typed in his password.
'Dear Journal,' he typed, 'That was so embarrassing! I can't believe I walked in on Hermione in the bath. I mean...I couldn't see anything...I kind of wish I could now. I don't believe I just typed that! I should just erase that...but I won't because no one will read this other than me. I'm sure of that! I'll make sure of that. Okay so I didn't know she was in there...so it's not my fault. But she'll be pissed. I know she will...maybe she won't. I mean she didn't lock the door. So it's her fault. But I'm not going to say that. I'll just appologise and explain that I didn't know she was in there. She'll understand. I hope. Seeing as she hasn't come out yet I guess she took me up on the offer to go back in for longer. That's fine though. I don't mind. I bet she's as embarrassed as I am. I mean...I nearly took off my boxers...but I didn't. Just. I wonder what would have happened if I had? I mean...what would she have said?' Harrys stomach felt like it was full of butterflies, 'This is stupid. I'm making myself get nervous about nothing. I didn't see anything and neither did she. I'm sure she'll forgive me... I hope.'
Hermione opened the bathroom door, her towel wrapped firmly around herself. Harry looked up, his face turning red as he saw what she was wearing.
"Hi." he said, his voice sounded choked.
"Hi." Hermione said, not meeting his eyes.
"Look. I'm sorry for walking in on you. I didn't mean to. And I didn't see anything so don't worry." Harry said quickly.
Hermione let a a half laugh, "It's okay. It was partly my fault. I forgot to lock the door."
Harry gave her a sheepish grin, "Guess we're both at fault hm?" he asked.
Hermione nodded, her eyes falling to his laptop which was in front of him.
Harry looked down at where her eyes were looking. He quickly saved the entry and closed the program.
Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Practising your typing again?" she asked, her voice filled with disbelief.
Harry shrugged, "Er..yeah." he said.
Hermione sat down on her bed, "Why are you lying to me?" she asked quietly.
Harrys head shot up, "I'm not lying..." he said, not sounding quite sure.
"Harry I've know you for seven years. I think I know whether you're lying or not." she said, her voice filled with hurt.
Harry bit his lip, "Come on Hermione." he practically pleaded, "You know...that if I wasn't telling you anything it would be because its personal." he said quietly.
Hermiones eyes filled with tears, "So you don't trust me then." she said her voice quivering.
Harry looked up at the quiver, "Hermione...aw come on don't cry." he said walking over and hugging her.
She sniffed loudly and pulled away, "You know Harry I thought we were best friends." she said.
"We are." Harry said firmly.
"Then why won't you tell me what you're doing? I'm worried." she said looking up at him.
Harry shut his eyes, his brow furrowed, "It's just...personal." he said.
Hermione stood up, suddenly angry again, "Well excuse me for caring what my so-called best friend, who won't tell me anything anymore, gets up to. Excuse me for caring." she snapped, grabbing her clothes from her bed and storming into the bathroom, locking it behind her.
"Hermione wait. Come out." Harry said knocking on the door.
"Why don't you go do whatever it is you do." she snapped through the door, "I don't care."
Harry sighed and ran his hand through his hair desperately, 'If I have to choose between Hermione and the journal...I choose Hermione.' "It's a journal." he said.
There were soudns of shuffling, "A diary?" she asked opening the door; she was dressed now.
Harry narrowed his eyes, "A journal." he repeated.
"But why do you have a d-journal?" she asked confused, "I mean you tell me and Ron everything don't you?"
Harry looked away from her piercing gaze.
"You don't do you?" she asked, if her voice was hurt before it was nothing compared to it now.
"Hermione. It's not the sort of stuff you think. It's like...guy stuff."
"You tell Ron?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head, "No. It's just like...feelings..and stuff. You know?" he asked, blushing a little.
Hermione tilted her head to the side a little, "You know you can tell me anything." she said, grabbing onto his hand.
Harry turned redder, "Uh huh." he said.
Hermione bit her lip, "You want to tell me anything?" she asked.
Harry shook his head fervently, "No!" he said a little too quickly, "I mean. No. Thanks." he said smiling at her.
Hermione gave him a little hug, "So can I read this journal of yours?" she asked.
Harry tensed up, "I'd prefer it if you didn't." he said a little stiffly.
Hermione drew back a bit, "Why not? I won't tease you about whatever girl it is that you like. You never know. Maybe I can help?"
Harry shook his head, "Er...thanks. But no thanks. I kind of...don't want anyone to read it. It's personal."
"I never thought you'd be one to write in a journal." she said a little suprised, "I really thought that what you were doing was looking at something you shouldn't be. Or you were like...doing things online with someone."
Harry turned crimson, "Hermione! We went through this last night! I was not looking at porn."
"I know." she said giving him a kiss on his cheek, "I believe you now."
"Good." he said gruffly, "And if gets around about it I will never speak to you again."
Hermione giggled, "I won't tell anyone about you're little diary."
"Journal."
"Diary."
"Journal!"
"Jo-diary!" Hermione giggled.
Harry leapt on her tickling her mercilessly.
"Harry no! Ah stop! Harry stop!" she squealed.
"Say it's a journal." he said stopping for a moment.
"Alright! It's a journal." she said breathlessly.
Harry smirked at her, "Good." he said.
Suddenly he realised what position they were in, Harrys legs were on either side of her his hands pressed against her stomach, her arms were resting on his shoulders and one of her legs was raised slightly between his legs. Her lips looked so tantalising. Her soft, pink luscious lips seemed to beckon him. Harry leaned forward slightly as if on automatic.
'I'm going to kiss her.' he thought to himself as he drew closer.
'Oh my god. Is he going to kiss me?' Hermione thought.
Suddenly Harry froze and jumped off her, "Sorry." he muttered, turning red again and shoved his hands in his pockets.
Hermione sat up, a little breathless still, "For what?" she asked, playing innocent.
"Nevermind." Harry mumbled.
Hermione bit her lip and looked at her watch, "Guess we got up a tad early today huh? We've still got like two hours before breakfast."
Harrys eyebrows raised, "I didn't even notice!" he said, "I didn't realise it was so early."
Hermione nodded, "Um..I'm going to do some more homework." she said finally.
Harry nodded, "I think I'll..uh...do some searching or something."
Hermione sat down on her bed, "Or typing." she said a little cheekily.
Harry shrugged, "Maybe yeah."
He opened up a word document and stared at the blank white space.
'I'll write something..then I'll let her read it. And then she won't bug me about reading my journal. Good plan Potter. Okay so write something that she'd think I wouldn't want her to see. A poem...alright. I'll write a poem.'
Harry looked at the blank screen and started to type hesitantly,
'Like an eagle of prey, like a sound in the night,
The feelings and emotions that send me quivering at sight. A sense of wanting, a sense of love,
A feeling as if it was sent from above.
Unknown of how to put it,
Confusion that I just can't fight,
And now I don't know if this feeling is right.'
Harry looked at it sceptically, 'I suck. Oh well..maybe it'll satisfy her.'
"If I let you read one thing will you not ask me about my journal again?" Harry asked her.
Hermione nodded enthusiastically.
"Alright you can read that." he said turning his screen around for her to read.
"Ooh. Harry. That is so poetic." she said looking up at him.
Harry smiled sheepishly, "Right." he said and pressed the save button and saved it as PTGROH (poem to get rid of hermione).
"Can I read an entry?" she asked hopeful.
Harry shook his head, "You said you wouldn't ask!" he said.
Hermione pouted, "Well that was a poem not from your journal."
"And how would you know what's from my journal and what's not?" he demanded.
"You had to save it under a name." she pointed out.
Harry looked down and back up at her again, "Don't pick on me." he said finally.
Hermione giggled and the sulky look that was on his face, "Alright I won't mention it again...for now."
Harry still had a sulky look on his face, "For now.." he muttered.
Hermione giggled again, "Yep!" she said and jumped off his bed happily.
Harry closed his computer down, "I was sure I shut that thing down last night." he said confused.
Hermiones eyes went wide, she hadn't shut it down after she'd figured out the password. She hadn't had time, "Guess you didn't." she said confidently flashing him a smile, "You were so tired I guess your mind played tricks on you."
"Guess so..." Harry said but he didn't sound convinced.
'Phew that was close. Too close...I'm going to read his "journal". Whether he likes it or not. He just won't know it.' she thought to herself defiantly, 'He can't keep secrets from me! I will find out!'
AN: That's chapter 2. So what did you all think?? Plz R&R!