Confusion Lies Within Her Eyes
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is the creator of the Harry Potter series.
Summary: This story begins during the early months of Harry, Ron, and Hermione's 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Things are as normal in HPB, except for the small detail that Ron and Hermione are STRICTLY friends, and even though none has put it out in the open, both Harry and Hermione have feelings for each other which are about to be revealed.
Chapter Three: Altered Decisions
((Two weeks later, Harry and Hermione are still going strong. Their relationship has blossomed, and they are now sure that they are completely in love. Although this new development has been a bit hard for Ron, he has realized the bond between his two friends, and is happy for them nonetheless. However, happiness is never final… rumors have started about betrayal in Hogwarts, and Harry suspects that someone is following Hermione. This begins early morning as the trio is headed for lunch in the Great Hall.))
Hand in hand, Harry walked with Hermione down to the Great Hall, with Ron leading the way. Everyone was starving, and apparently in a bad mood since they had just finished Potions, with the infamous Professor Snape.
As the approached one of the tables, Harry began tickling Hermione's waist, causing her to fall into his arms. Instantly, they began making-out, their tongues clearly visible through their tangled lips.
Ugh, Ron thought. He still wasn't completely used to this change in his friends, and as happy as he was for them, sometimes he just couldn't stand their constant neediness, and touching.
He reluctantly sat down on the other side of the table, "Honestly, you two… it's called a private dining room, and you are kinda playing fast and loose with the word "private"…" Ron looked as if he was about to gag.
"Sorry!" Hermione squealed, as Harry reached down and grabbed her once more before they found their seats at the table.
"So, I guess you've heard that Voldemort is on the prowl again, huh?" Harry asked them both, his eyes weary.
Hermione patted his shoulder, "Sweetie, I think we've all known that, considering that terrible incident at the Ministry last year…"
"No, no! I've been talking with Dumbledore lately, and apparently he seems very worried that Voldemort keeps getting closer and closer. He feels that I should be worried not only for my safety, but for both of yours' as well."
Ron tried to laugh, "Harry, do you honestly think that He-Who-Must-Not-Named is just going to waltz right in here and try to kill you, what with Dumbledore, Snape, and all of the professors?"
"Well, no… of course not! But, Dumbledore seems to think that he might have someone spying in the school for him, or something…" Harry trailed off.
Hermione thought for a moment, before answering, "Can you honestly think of an adult in this school who would betray Dumbledore? Or that could be working for the Dark Lord?"
"Snape."
"Harry! You have got to get off of this whole Snape suspicion! After all of the trouble we've gotten in these past years at Hogwarts, most of the time he's only been trying to help keep us safe. You really should put more trust in him," Hermione argued.
Harry stared into space, "The ones that I love will be the ones that get hurt."
"What?" both Ron and Hermione asked in unison.
"That's what Dumbledore told me… 'The ones that I love will be the ones that get hurt.'" Harry muttered, astonished at what it could mean.
"Mate, don't you worry about us for a second, you remember everything we've been through with you, and so far we've made out fine," Ron pointed out.
Hermione agreed, giving Harry a swift brush of her lips, "We're still here, right beside you, aren't we?"
"B-but if Voldemort, by chance, finds out that now we-we're together," Harry said, pointing from himself to Hermione, "Who knows what the consequences could be."
Hermione shuddered, while Harry protectively put his strong arm around her, "We'll be okay, baby."
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((Getting ready to go to Hogsmeade))
Harry waited patiently downstairs in the Gryffindor common room for Hermione and Ron. He could understand that it took women an awful lot of time to get ready, but Ron? Seriously?
Seconds later, Hermione emerged from the tower, wearing low-rise faded blue jeans, and a tight-knit mahogany sweater. Her hair was twisted into tight curls, and she had lightly applied some make-up. She was followed by Ron, who was wearing no make-up whatsoever, and was wearing his usual: corduroys and an old-fashioned sweater.
Harry grabbed Hermione's waist, and pulled her down the hallway, Ron following. When they stepped outside of the portrait hole, they were unhappy to see Draco Malfoy appearing from somewhere down the hallway.
"Hey, Potter, Granger, Weasley," he said casually, nodding to acknowledge each of them.
Hermione gave Harry a look that clearly said "What-the-hell-was-that", while Ron stared blankly into nowhere. Each of them was too worn with shock, so they continued to the Front Hall in silence.
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((Late that night, in the Gryffindor common room))
"An-and then, he hiccup gave me a pat on the sh-shoulder! It wasn't really hiccup that funny…" Ron stammered, taking another swig from the Vodka bottle.
"You're turn, Her-rim-onme!" Harry screamed, climbing on top of her only to press his lips furiously against hers. Soon, he had started to pull on her sweater, as she struggled with his jeans.
"Nah, now now! You-you can't be doin' no more of that in my common room," Ron said sternly, passing the bottle to Hermione.
"Oh- you ruin all of our fun!" Harry chuckled, his eyes rolling around in their sockets, as he pushed himself off of her.
Hermione smiled, "I can not believe that those two "red-boys" got us this l-lemonade, ha ha!"
"Oh, no! It was just Grend and Porridge," Harry corrected her, obviously trying to say Fred and George.
Almost another hour passed, filled with more drunken games and cries of laughter from the trio. By the time each of them had almost passed-out on the floor, they decided it was time to hit the sack, seeing as everyone had left the common room and was now already fast asleep.
"Well, Ni'oine and 'Arry, I best be off to my bed," Ron smiled, clutching the couch for support.
Hermione giggled as she pressed herself against Harry, "I guess we hiccup are going to have to leave also."
At this, Harry leaned down and gave her a kiss somewhere between her nose and cheek, seeing as he was too disoriented to find her mouth. "Night, my lo-ooo-ver!"
He left her standing there, and began to stumbled up the stairs towards the boy's dormitories. When he reached the door, Harry heard a small giggle behind him, then turned around to find Hermione only an inch behind him.
"And where do you think you're going, little lady?"
"To sleep with you!" Hermione laughed, pressing her hands against his chest.
"Oh, no, no, no!" Harry said.
"Oh, yes, yes, and yes!" Hermione giggled again in reply.
Harry sighed in defeat, and grabbed her by the arm, before whispering, "But you better be quiet, or they'll get us good!"
Quietly, give or take a few small chuckles, they made their way through the milky darkness until they reached Harry's bed. Hermione climbed in first, then Harry, and they somehow managed to squeeze together, though it was a tight fit.
"I better put a charm on a Silencing Charm on this bed," Hermione suggested, "If only I could remember how…"
After almost five or six tries, Hermione managed to cast the spell correctly, and even though the rest of the sleepers were undisturbed, complete madness was stirring inside Harry's four-poster.
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I hope the end was kind of funny, I had always wondered what they would be like drunk, and this is just what came to mind. I have a lot in mind for this story, and I can guarantee that more is on the way. Please help me out by reviewing and leaving any questions or suggestions for the next chapters… and also tell me what you think happens next in the dream Harry had previously. It is of GREAT SIGNIFICANCE, and tell me who you think the 2 victims are ((I bet you already know one)). Thanks.