Harry Potter and The Strong Feeling
PLZ R&R!
CHAPTER TWO: Whipped Cream Kisses and Pizza
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Harry Potter characters. J.K Rowling does. PS. I made up mud-wiggle and octo-link. They are not real and the origin is not real either!
The next day in potions something very unusual happened.
Harry and Ron were as usual messing up their potion mixture and asking Hermione what they did wrong and as usual, Hermione would tell them to look it up or to study more. Today they were making hair gel using medical ingredients for healthy hair.
"Can anyone tell me what you get after mud-wiggle and bat wing explode with each other?" Professor Snape asked. Hermione raised her hand. "No one? Pity. I must teach you how to raise your hand when you have the right answer." "But Professor Snape. Hermione has her hand raised." Malfoy suddenly spoke up. Everyone looked at him like he was insane for speaking for a "filthy mudblood" as Malfoy had always said. "Well, well, well… Mr. Malfoy. Sticking up for Miss. Granger now are we?" Snape teased. Malfoy blushed. Hermione was very confused but soon remembered the question. "Well, as I was saying…" But Hermione cut in. "When mud-wiggle and bat wing explode they create octo-link, which is used for medicine and medical treatments on patients in Egypt." Hermione then realized that she had caused Gryffindor to lose another 10 points. "10 points from Gryffindor, thanks to Miss. Granger." All the Gryffindor's moaned as Snape made a little note in his book and went on teaching. But Hermione kept wondering why Malfoy had stuck up for her.
Later that night, Dumbledore had a special announcement to make before they began dinner. "Tonight, we will have a traditional North American dish… PIZZA! Followed by a traditional dessert… CHOCOLATE SUDAES, and whip cream! In an Aerosol can! So you can squirt it in your mouth when you're done your dinner!" He licked his lips and sat down as huge boxes of all types of pizza appeared on the table. Harry and Ron were digging into their meals like they hadn't eaten in weeks. Hermione liked it too, but she kept thinking about the dream, then about Malfoy, and then about both. Could the dream have something to do with Malfoy? Or what about Harry? What about his dream? Could their dreams be about the same thing?
After dinner, there was a Head Girl/Boy meeting. It was just about the rules and when they were having meetings and stuff like that. Then they were sent off to their common room to get ready for bed.
Hermione got ready in her room and came out to sit by the fire and read. Malfoy came out too. He was holding something in his hand. He came and sat down. Hermione heard a strange sound. Like a spray can. She looked at Malfoy and he had an aerosol can of whipped cream and he was spraying it into his mouth. "You want shome?" He asked, with a mouthful of the creamy goodness. "Where did you get that?" She asked. He took a big gulp and said. "Snuck it out before handing it over to the Professor. So do you want some or not?" Hermione thought for a minute and then grabbed the can. She squirted some into her mouth and realized that it was very addicting. After about 20 squirts, Malfoy grabbed the can and started spraying some in his mouth. Hermione just stared at him. Amazed by how hot he looked in his flannel pajamas. "What are you looking at?" He said. "Nothing, nothing." She returned to her book, only to be interrupted by another spray from the can. Then she got annoyed so she went up the stairs to go into her room, only to realize that Malfoy was following her. She got into her room, shut the door and sat in a chair to read. But then the door opened and she looked up to find Malfoy standing there at the doorway, spraying whipped cream into his mouth. "What are you doing? You're not supposed to be in here you know. It's my room. You have your own!" But either Malfoy wasn't listening or he was ignoring her, because he started coming closer to her. "What are you doing?" Hermione was a little worried now. Malfoy wasn't stopping. He slowly made his way to where Hermione was and brought his face close to hers. 'Oh no…' Hermione thought. Then Malfoy kissed her. Hermione got out of the chair she was in and wrapped her arms around his neck. 'Oh yes!' She thought. He placed his hands gently on her hips. It was a very passionate kiss, and when it was over, Hermione could taste some of the whip cream that he had sprayed into his mouth. She didn't want it to stop though. She wanted it to go on forever. But Malfoy quickly left the room. She found him on the couch spraying whipped cream in to his hands. With out him hearing, Hermione crept down onto the couch where he was. She sat down beside him and he blushed. "Thanks." She said. "For what?" Malfoy knew exactly what she meant but he wanted to hear her say it. "For… for the gift." She said. She didn't want to say what and she knew he wanted to hear her say it. "For the kiss. Thanks." They both blushed. Malfoy moved closer to her. Hermione moved closer to him. Then they leaned in for another passionate kiss. "We can't tell anyone about this though." Malfoy said before they were going to bed. (In separate rooms!) "Exactly what I was thinking!" Hermione replied, and the went off to bed.
