At the end, they all walked to Care of Magical Creatures, where Hagrid was. He smiled when he saw Harry Ron and Hermione. But he looked confused at Sarah.
'Who's this?" He asked.
"This is Sarah. She is H--" Ron started, but got cut off.
"A friend." Harry finished for him.
"Oh, so yeh got yerselves a new friend." Harid said, shaking Sarah's hand with his large one. She slighty smiled.
They got to work once Hagrid explained it.
"Ron and Hermione. Listen to me. We have to keep the thing about me and Sarah a secret, please." Harry said, and when he saw their curious faces, he explained to them what Sarah said said. Then, they nodded.
The class had ended. Then, came Defense Against the Dark Arts, and then dinner.
Harry sat across from Sarah. Ron sat across from Hermione.
Dinner ended. Most people in Gryffindor were in the common room.
"Hey, hey. Fred and me have an idea." George said, giving a smirk to Harry.
"Why don't we play a game." Fred said.
"What game?" Ron asked.
"Spin the bottle." George said.
"Why?" Hermioine asked, and saw Harry and Sarah exchange panicked looks.
"Cause it's funny making people kiss people they don't want to. Or, who they do want to. Now. Since you asked, you get the first spin, Hermione." Fred said.
Hermione spun it. It landed on Ron.
"Damn." Harry heard Hermione say. But she did it anyway. It was a short one.
"It's bewitched to go right to the person the person who spun the bottle likes. And it makes them kiss the other person as long as they wanted." George said to Harry. Harry gulped a little. Sarah was next to George, so she heard it too. She widened her eyes to the size of dinner plates.
"You go next, Neville." Fred said, and Neville was sitting next to Hermione.
Nevile spun it. It laned on a girl Harry never remembered seeing. It was a three second kiss for them.
"Ron, now you." George said, and Ron spun it, and it landed on Hermione, of course. It was a very short one.
"Harry, your next." Fred said.
Harry jumped. He had not been paying attention. And now it was his turn. And then everybody would figure out the thing about him and Sarah.
He took the bottle shakily.
He spun it.
Of course, it landed on Sarah. He went over to her.
"Sorry." He whispered, right before they kissed.
To their suprise, it wasn't even a long kiss. it wasn't short, but it wasn't long, either. It was a ten second one, just like the last one they had. Same thing. Not a regular one.
"And that would be your proof, folks! Harry Potter and Sarah Michalen are, in fact, together!" Fred said, and smirked towards the two, who were looking very very panicked at each other.
"What else is going on between them? Oh, a daily meeting. Just like the one you saw here. Just even deeper. And way longer. Maybe even more is going on. We don't know, just that they've been skipping classes and meeting each other places to do that. And, to make it even more fun, look at little wee Sarah over there. You see her? Do you notice she's always pulling her sleeve down?" George said.
"She's doing it because she's making red marks all the way up her arm. Go ask her to see! The little suicidal girl! That's her name! But shh! Don't tell anyone! They want to keep it a secret!" Fred said. And everyone went to stare and Sarah and Harry. Tears were forming in Sarah's eyes. They started to roll down her cheeks, and she jolted up, and ran out of the common room into a bathroom somewhere in the castle, crying out loud the whole entire way there.
Harry didn't say anything. He got up, and walked out fo the common room, to look for Sarah.
Everybody watched as this all happened, in silence.
"You two are the meanest people I've ever met. That topped Malfoy, what you just did. If somebody tells, Sarah will be sent home. Oh, that's right. SHE DOESN'T HAVE A REAL HOME!" hermione shouted at them, then walked up to the girl's dormitory.
Nobody moved. Until Ron went up to the boy's dormitory, everybody separated again.
Back where Sarah was, in an abandoned girl's bathroom, with a sign on the door that said, 'Out of Order', she was sitting in a stall, crying her eyes out. She sat on a closed toilet seat, and leaned against the wall, her sleeve pulled up, looking at her arm, trying so hard not to hurt herself again. The urge was great, but she was trying her hardest to fight it, her Umbridge quill in her hand. She shook, she couldn't hold back any tears. She heard someone walk in, and didn'tmake a sound. She stoped moving the quill towards her.
"Sarah? Are you in here?" Harry asked, having the map, and having found the right bathroom. He knew she was in here. He went over to the stall she was in.
"I know your in here." He said.
"Harry, I have that urge again, and this time it's really big, and I can't fight it." Sarah said.
"Open the door and I could help you." Harry replied, and she opened it. He saw her in the same exact position she had been in before, sitting on the closet toilet seat, head leaning on the side wall off the stall, arm out infront of her, her right sleeve pulled up, her Umbridge quill ready to go. He took the quill away from her, and pulled her sleeve down.
"Stand up for a second." He said to her, and she did. He went inside the stall, and closed the door.
"We might get caught." Sarah said, as Harry moved his head towards hers.
"The door has an 'Out of Order' sign on it. Nobody would come inside here. So we're safe, alone. Why don't we ju--" Harry went to finish, but Sarah had started to kiss him again.
From a regular one to a different one.
In about 15 minutes, they were a almost the same point they were at during lunch.
With Sarah leaning against one of the stall's walls, and Harry infront of her.
Then, they almost went for the most extreme thing, but they couldn't.
"Harry, we can't here. It's too small." Sarah said, and she stopped him.
"I know.." Harry said, stopping, too.
"I have a headache. I banged my head on the wall on the way in here." Sarah said, sitting down on the floor. "You can sit on the thing." She pointed to the closed toilet seat. So he sat down. She stared at him for a little while, before saying something.
"I have an idea of what we can do." She said to him, and sat directly infront of him on the floor.
"What?" Harry asked.
"You know what I mean." She said, giving him a duh look.
"Oh..ok.." He said, and half-smirked.
So they did.
And about 10 minutes later, they were back to what they were doing before, except Harry was still sitting on the seat, and Sarah was sitting on top of him, facing him.
"Wait a minute. If we can do this, that means.." Harry said.
"We can do the other thing, too." Sarah said, and they both smirked.
So they did.
A haf an hour later, they both came out of the stall, half-laughing.
"That was really fun." Sarah said, smiling.
"I know. Because it was with you." Harry said, and kissed her again, deeply.
"Oh, I wish this could go on forever." Sarah said dreamily.
"Me too." Harry said.
Harry walked away from her, to behind her. He hugged her kind of, around her waist. She wobbled back and forth.
"Hey! You scared me kind of!" Sarah said, giggling, and holding his hands where they were.
"I really enjoyed that." Harry said, and Sarah nodded happily in agreement.
"I love you so much." Sarah said, turned her head around, and kissed him deeply like before.
They stayed like that, for at least ten minutes.
Harry got a chill in his back.
"This is where the Chamber of Secrets was. Moaning Myrtle is in here somewhere. That means, we might of been watched at some point. I'm not sure, though." Harry said.
"Oh no, so she saw us--" Sarah said, but before she could finish, Moaning Myrtle appeared infront of her.
"Saw you what?" Myrtle asked.
"Nothing, Myrtle. Don't worry." Harry said, still holding on to Sarah's waist, and Sarah still holding his hands.
"I saw you two. Kissing just now. That's all I saw. And when she was in the stall crying her eyes out, and then you came in. I left you two alone, I had to go somewhere. Sadly. Then I came back, as you two started to kiss just now. That's all I saw. You two shoving your tounges down each other's throats." Myrtle said.
Sarah didn't say anything, just looked down.
"It's late, we better go." Harry said to Sarah.
"Bye, Myrtle." Sarah said, letting go of Harry, and he let go of her.
"Oh, and Sarah, you ever feel like doing that again, come here, and you can talk to me, too." Mystle said, as Sarah and Harry walked out. Sarah looked back as Myrtle said this, and smiled at her.