Disclaimer: Everything, except the new characters, belongs to me! (wakes up from dream) Ah man! Everything, except the new characters, belongs to J.K.! oh, and the plot's mine too!

Abby left the potions room as quickly as possible. She had barely gotten away from Hermione's questions and now she needed to be alone. She rushed out the Entrance Hall onto the school grounds. Running around the lake, she stopped at a large rock. Climbing to the top, she looked out over the lake.

She didn't know what to feel anymore. She knew now that the emotions she had been having were not just simple attraction. They were more than that, but how could she feel more? All her life, she had never really felt more than simple attraction. She had seen love. The love shared between her mother and Severus, even though Severus denies it. Her mother loved him, but what did she know about love. True, she loved Severus, but he was not her father. But did she love her father?

"Absolutely not!" she muttered aloud. She could never love him.

Harry paced the common room. It was eleven at night and still, she had not entered.

Could she really be trying to avoid me that much? He thought. The portrait door swung open and Abigail stepped in. She looked up and froze in mid-step.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" she asked, fear evident in her voice.

"The question might be, what are you doing here so late?" he asked, taking a step forward. She frowned.

"I was out, thank you for asking. Now, if you would excuse me…" She tried to slip passed him, but he grabbed her, pulling her close so that her body was almost crushed into his. She suddenly felt desperate.

"Harry, please…" she pleaded desperately, trying to pull away from his grip.

"Why won't you let me in?"

"I don't want to risk falling in love with you." He stared at her.

"Why?"

"I don't want you to get hurt, Harry. If I fell in love, I…"

"I won't get hurt."

"I can't promise you that," she murmured as his lips drew closer to hers.

"What are you hiding from me?" he asked softly when their lips were a centimeter apart.

"Everything."

Her last statement didn't fully register in his brain as he kissed her. Everything seemed to disappear around them as they lost themselves in each other's emotions.

She gasped, pulling away and taking in sharp, quick breaths. He took a gulp of air.

"I haven't hurt you, have I?" he asked nervously. She shook her head, still trying to catch her breath.

"No, you haven't. Just, take it slowly, love. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Slowly, love." He smiled, lowering his lips to hers.

Hermione woke up early the next morning. It was Saturday, so nobody would be up at 4:00 in the morning. Sighing, she wrapped her bathrobe around her to keep warm and headed downstairs to the common room. She rounded the couch when she froze. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight before her.

Harry lay on the couch, bare-chested with a blanket pulled up to his waist. With her head on his chest, Abigail lay next to him. She, too, was asleep. The blanket was pulled up over her shoulders. Both seemed to be extremely content, as well as comfortable. Hermione had just started to back up when Harry's eyes fluttered open. His gaze fell on her and they stared at each other. Harry's eyes grew to the size of plates, his face going through fifty shades of the color red.

"I, uh, um, I, Hermione, I, er…" he stuttered, not really knowing what to say to his shocked friend. Abigail opened her eyes and looked over at Hermione. Squeaking, she fell off the couch, pulling the blanket with her. Hermione spun around immediately, closing her eyes, and trying to get the picture of Harry naked out her mind. She heard some scrabbling around and chanced a peek behind her. Harry had conjured another blanket and had himself wrapped in it. Abigail had hers around her.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. Harry mumbled something and, picking up his clothes, he sprinted up to the boys' dormitories. Abigail gave Hermione a, 'I'll tell you later' look and, picking up her clothes, she marched up the stairs, followed by a laughing Hermione.

It was 10:30 when Hermione, Abigail and Ginny decided to go the breakfast. Ginny was already filled in of what happened and all three girls entered the Great Hall giggling. They spotted Harry and Ron at the Gryffindor table. The boys looked over and all three girls burst into a fit of giggles, and Ginny even noticed a slight flush on Abigail's cheeks, indicating that she was blushing furiously.

"Granger, Weasley, Futarro," came a drawling voice from behind them. The three Gryffindors turned around to face Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini. Hermione's cheeks flushed, as did Ginny's.

"What do you want?" Abby asked. Malfoy glanced at Blaise then turned to Hermione.

"Granger, if you will?" He nodded out the Great Hall. She raised a questioning eyebrow at Abby and Ginny. Both girls shrugged their shoulders and Hermione nodded, following Malfoy. Blaise glanced at Ginny then turned and walked out of the Great Hall. Giving Abby a meaningful look, Ginny took off after Blaise. Shaking her head, Abby turned and walked over to the Gryffindor table.

Harry looked up as she approached. He smiled as she sat down next to him. She leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. He returned it wholeheartedly.

"Ahem." Abby giggled, pulling away from Harry to look at a very uncomfortable looking Ron. Harry grinned, kissing Abby on the cheek. Ron rolled his eyes, but said nothing. He already knew what happened last night between the two, but anymore kissing between them, and there would be a repeat in the Great Hall, whether it was full with students or not.

Hermione strolled in five minutes later, smiling to herself. Malfoy entered behind her, with a slightly dazed expression on his face. Hermione walked over to Harry, Abby, and Ron, sitting down next to Ron and piling her plate with food. Her breathing was heavy as she gulped down a glace of orange juice.

"You ok, Hermione?" Ron asked, looking concerned. Hermione looked up from spooning some eggs into her plate.

"Of course I am, Ronald," she said, nodding. "Why wouldn't I be ok? It's a beautiful day outside. Let's all go for a walk by the lake when breakfast is over." Ginny came running into the Great Hall a second later, her hair messy, most of it hanging out of the hair tie. Her shirt was on backwards and her robes were hanging off of one shoulder. Her eyes were shining. She stumbled into a seat next to Harry and began grabbing the nearest food platter. Ron was staring at her.

"What the bloody hell…"

"Don't even start, Ron!" Ginny hissed through a mouthful of bacon. "I know how I look. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, that's all."

"But I saw you not ten minutes ago…"

"Bugger off, Ron." Harry glanced at both Weasleys then to the Great Hall entrance. Blaise entered, pulling up his tie. He glanced at Harry, smirked knowingly, and headed towards the Slytherin table where Malfoy seamed to still be trying to figure out what happened a few minutes ago. Harry shook his head, chuckling to himself.

He watched her from where he sat. Something was going on. Something was wrong. She snuggled closer to him, watching him as he ate. Why on earth was she doing that? He looked down at her and his eyes seamed to light with a certain fire. He kissed her tenderly, and, bloody Merlin! She returned the kiss more passionately than usual! What the bloody hell was going on? She got up and he followed her out the Great Hall. He could still see them as they stopped in the Entrance Hall. He pulled her extremely close and whispered something to her. She gave a small smile and kissed him. Then he knew. He knew what had happened. And Severus didn't like it at all!

"Abigail!" Abby pulled away from Harry to see Severus standing there, shaking in anger.

"Severus…"

"Potter, get out of here, NOW!" Harry gave him a look of loathing and walked away. Snape grabbed the trembling girl and dragged her to an empty classroom.

"What the HELL WERE YOU THINKING!" he bellowed.

"What are you talking about, Severus?" she asked, backing away from him. She had only seen him angry once before. She had ended up hurt for a month afterwards.

"You slept with him, didn't you? Answer ME!" She gasped.

"I, I… Oh God!" She now realized what had happened.

"No."

A/n: Sorry this chappie took so long! I meant to send it in earlier, but I had another story to take care of so I didn't have time. Hope you liked this chappie! Thanks to my reviewers! To those who think they can read and not review, I beg. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!