Usual disclaimer, lol, I'm getting lazy, but since I just finished 3
chapters, you should be happy . . . By the way, to those who had questions
from Chatper 16 about the title & Harry . . . this should clear things up
for you . . I hope. Please read, enjoy & review . . . oh & before I
forget . . . again, lol, the lyrics that began chatper 17 were Bad Religion
- I love that band ;)
Chapter 18 - Surprise, Surprise
Hermione was gorgeous all dressed for the ball and not for the first time, Harry couldn't believe how beautiful she looked, and or some reason, he couldn't remember why he hadn't invited her. Instead, she came with Krum, but since he was out of sight for the moment, Harry decided to take advantage of the situation, walking up to Hermione, he asked her to dance.
She tilted her head for a moment, as if she was making sure he was serious, before that smile that he loved so much blossomed on her face. She shyly placed her hand in his and he spun her into his arms as they began to dance as if they had been made for this. Each movement he led with, she matched in elegance, and soon they found themselves alone outside under a moonlit sky. Pulling his eyes away from her warm cinnamon ones, he saw Krum, walking around in confusion, holding two glasses of punch. Sighing, he looked down at Hermione, unwilling to let this moment end.
"What's the matter, Harry?" Her soft voice quietly asked.
Put on the spot, he said without thinking, "Krum is looking for you, he wants to take you away from me."
Her eyes seem to glow in the light as she laughed. "And so what? You know that it's you that I love."
Startled he looked down at her in shock. "You do?" At her nod, he continued, "But you came with him."
"But Harry, you know I only did to make you jealous, I don't care about Krum at all, I don't care about anyone but you, I've always wanted you."
Holding her body tightly against his own, he dug his face into her neck, as he took a big sigh, before confessing, "Really, because I lov ---"
Suddenly Harry was startled by a sudden high-pitched scream, as he blinked his eyes, seeing only the pillow that he was holding against his face that he quickly tossed aside, before looking up to see a blur. He lay there for a moment in complete confusion as his brain placed that scream and registered it as Hermione's voice. Opening his eyes again he saw only a blur, before he fumbled for his glasses, only to see the see Hermione's head with an expression of complete shock floating above him, while he was lying in her bed.
"Harry Potter!!! What the hell do you think you're doing in my bed!!! At this hour!"
Hermione couldn't believe her luck. What the hell was he *doing* here, in her room and in her bed and where the hell was Pavarti?!?! Better yet, had the hell was she was going to get out of this without having to explain what she was wearing and where *she* had been all night long?
"Ummm, what time is it?"
"What time is it?!?" She repeated in horrified fascination, "it's nearly 7:15 in the morning, so get the hell out of my bed, before someone finds you here . . like your *girlfriend*!"
"Oh my God," he exclaimed, as he threw off her sheets and blankets as if they had the plague, when only moments ago he had been clinging to them. Sitting up, he ran his head through his rumpled hair as he tried to remember last night, before looking at Hermione suspiciously. "I came here looking for you, because I wanted to talk about yesterday. Wait a minute, if it's 7:15, where have you been all night long?"
Damn, he would have to ask that, she watched as his brow begin to wrinkle, when she blurted out, "I was in the library, researching our new potions assignment and just got back to find you sleeping in *my* bed!" Hermione held her breath as she waited to see his reaction, she thought she had put just the right amount of indignation in that to be believable and besides he didn't have any real reason to suspect otherwise, right?
"You were researching all night long?" He asked in disbelief and was rewarded with a baleful stare.
"Unlike some people," giving him a narrow-eyed stare, "I care about my grades."
Well, Harry, shook his head, he couldn't argue with that, because if anyone would study all night, it would be Hermione, but something seemed . . . off, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Now you have to get out," Hermione said frantically, looking at the door in dismay, because anyone could come in at any second and that was the absolute last thing she needed at the moment.
"But, we need to talk," Harry protested.
"Not now," Hermione insisted, looking back at the door. "Your girlfriend, Lavender or Ginny could walk through that door anytime. Do you want to explain to them, to Pavarti, what you're doing in my bed, for Merlin's sake?!?!" Hermione could hear her voice rising, but she couldn't stop herself from going into full-blown panic mode.
"Pavarti?" Uh oh, she had said the magic word and now that Harry was awake again, he began to panic as well, because if Pavarti found him, like this?!?! Ohh, that would be very, *very* bad. "Ummm, yeah, Hermione, we'll talk later, ok?" He found his broom, quickly slipping past her and hurried to the door. Looking back at her with a pained expression, he slowly opened the door and peeked outside to see that the coast was clear, giving Hermione a quick smile, he ran down the hall, letting the door slam behind him.
Hermione walked to the door and securely locked it, before walking back to her bed to collapse on top of the rumpled sheets in a boneless heap. Harry Potter spent the night in her bed, while she was in the bed of Draco Malfoy - could her life get more fucked up? Taking a few deep breaths, now that Harry was gone and her panic had began to abate, her still unsatisfied body began to make itself heard again. Sitting up, she removed Harry's invisibility cloak, tossing it into a corner as her right hand began to creep down slipping between the soft warm leather and her aching flesh, when she heard the unmistakable whining voice of Pavarati approaching. Dammit, can't I get just one break?!? She asked aloud, as quickly moved her hand back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling in frustration for a moment, before jumping to her feet to put on her school robes and change into her normal white cotton shirt and black skirt.
She sat down on her bed, shoving the leather pants and velvet shirt into her dresser, just as Pavarti and Lavender burst into the room.
"I cannot believe him!!! I waited all night long and he never came back. Do you realiz-" Pavarati was ranting at the top of her lungs.
"Yes, Pavarti, I realize, I was there, remember?" Lavender voice was tired and resigned, "he never came back, so you'd stayed, waiting for him, complaining to me and Ron all night long!" Under her breath, she said, "So we could be miserable too."
"What?" Pavarti demanded, her head spinning back to Lavender.
"Ummm, nothing, I was just saying hi to Hermione," Lavender quickly said, as Pavarti's head spun back around.
Hermione looked over to see Pavarti glaring angrily at her and Lavender looking over her shoulder desperately at her, biting back her laughter, she took mercy on Lavender, and nodded at Pavarti, who just snorted before continuing her rant to Lavender, who gratefully smiled at Hermione.
Shaking her head, Hermione, found a pair of fresh underwear to slip on, but couldn't find a bra. Looking at the clock she swore under her breath, if she wanted to meet Draco, she'd had to leave now, but considering the state she was in, not wearing a bra was a very bad idea. Then again, looking down at her self, no one could see that she was "at a state of attention" with the robes on and if she could ignore the feeling of the cotton against her erect nipples, she'd be fine, besides, she had to tell Draco about Harry. Sighing, she walked to the mirror and quickly brushed out her hair, before grabbing her bag of books and walked out of the room, ignoring the still bickering two girls.
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Harry tentatively opened his door and seeing alone Ron lying on his bed, crept in. He almost made it to his bed, when Ron suddenly asked, "And where have you been, because you're girlfriend is such a bitch!!!"
Wincing, Harry sat down on his bed. "I'm sorry. Was it that bad?"
"That bad?!?! That girl would not leave Lavender and me alone all night long. I wanted to kill her. Harry this, Harry that - man, all I wanted was to get some, but constantly hearing your name just does not do it for me. So where the hell were you?"
Harry weakly laughed, "Well, umm, that's the funny part. I was in Hermione's bed."
Ron abruptly sat up, "What?!?!"
Quickly jumping in, Harry added, "Well, she wasn't in it or anything, I mean come on Ron, this is Hermione we're talking about here. I feel asleep waiting for her, because I wanted to try and talk through stuff, but she was studying in the library all night for that project Snape gave us. Well, when she got back, she found me in her bed she freaked, waking me up. I managed to sneak back here avoiding Pavarti and Lavender, but I heard her. She is so going to kill me!"
Ron fell back on his bed laughing, "Well, if you tell her you were in Hermione's bed, she'll definitely kill you, so, you'd better make something else up, before breakfast." Looking at the their clock, he groaned, "Fuck, it is breakfast time, so much for getting any sleep today, which by the way, you owe big time for Harry. Next time you decide to ditch your girlfriend in our room, you'd better warn me first."
Slowly, they both got up and got their stuff together and joined the line of students on their way down to the great hall.
Once the great hall was filled, Dumbledore announced the start of a new teacher, who would be taking over the arithmancy class, filling in for Professor Vector, who was taking a leave of absence as Professor Infinity Owens. She stood up and smiled at the wave of applause she got from the students collected in the audience. Her smile wavering briefly at the disturbance at the Griffyindor table between Harry and an angry Pavarti. Also, at the coincidental absence of the two students she was most looking forward to meeting - Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy - who unbeknownst to anyone else, were engaged in other activities in the potions room.
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Chapter 18 - Surprise, Surprise
Hermione was gorgeous all dressed for the ball and not for the first time, Harry couldn't believe how beautiful she looked, and or some reason, he couldn't remember why he hadn't invited her. Instead, she came with Krum, but since he was out of sight for the moment, Harry decided to take advantage of the situation, walking up to Hermione, he asked her to dance.
She tilted her head for a moment, as if she was making sure he was serious, before that smile that he loved so much blossomed on her face. She shyly placed her hand in his and he spun her into his arms as they began to dance as if they had been made for this. Each movement he led with, she matched in elegance, and soon they found themselves alone outside under a moonlit sky. Pulling his eyes away from her warm cinnamon ones, he saw Krum, walking around in confusion, holding two glasses of punch. Sighing, he looked down at Hermione, unwilling to let this moment end.
"What's the matter, Harry?" Her soft voice quietly asked.
Put on the spot, he said without thinking, "Krum is looking for you, he wants to take you away from me."
Her eyes seem to glow in the light as she laughed. "And so what? You know that it's you that I love."
Startled he looked down at her in shock. "You do?" At her nod, he continued, "But you came with him."
"But Harry, you know I only did to make you jealous, I don't care about Krum at all, I don't care about anyone but you, I've always wanted you."
Holding her body tightly against his own, he dug his face into her neck, as he took a big sigh, before confessing, "Really, because I lov ---"
Suddenly Harry was startled by a sudden high-pitched scream, as he blinked his eyes, seeing only the pillow that he was holding against his face that he quickly tossed aside, before looking up to see a blur. He lay there for a moment in complete confusion as his brain placed that scream and registered it as Hermione's voice. Opening his eyes again he saw only a blur, before he fumbled for his glasses, only to see the see Hermione's head with an expression of complete shock floating above him, while he was lying in her bed.
"Harry Potter!!! What the hell do you think you're doing in my bed!!! At this hour!"
Hermione couldn't believe her luck. What the hell was he *doing* here, in her room and in her bed and where the hell was Pavarti?!?! Better yet, had the hell was she was going to get out of this without having to explain what she was wearing and where *she* had been all night long?
"Ummm, what time is it?"
"What time is it?!?" She repeated in horrified fascination, "it's nearly 7:15 in the morning, so get the hell out of my bed, before someone finds you here . . like your *girlfriend*!"
"Oh my God," he exclaimed, as he threw off her sheets and blankets as if they had the plague, when only moments ago he had been clinging to them. Sitting up, he ran his head through his rumpled hair as he tried to remember last night, before looking at Hermione suspiciously. "I came here looking for you, because I wanted to talk about yesterday. Wait a minute, if it's 7:15, where have you been all night long?"
Damn, he would have to ask that, she watched as his brow begin to wrinkle, when she blurted out, "I was in the library, researching our new potions assignment and just got back to find you sleeping in *my* bed!" Hermione held her breath as she waited to see his reaction, she thought she had put just the right amount of indignation in that to be believable and besides he didn't have any real reason to suspect otherwise, right?
"You were researching all night long?" He asked in disbelief and was rewarded with a baleful stare.
"Unlike some people," giving him a narrow-eyed stare, "I care about my grades."
Well, Harry, shook his head, he couldn't argue with that, because if anyone would study all night, it would be Hermione, but something seemed . . . off, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Now you have to get out," Hermione said frantically, looking at the door in dismay, because anyone could come in at any second and that was the absolute last thing she needed at the moment.
"But, we need to talk," Harry protested.
"Not now," Hermione insisted, looking back at the door. "Your girlfriend, Lavender or Ginny could walk through that door anytime. Do you want to explain to them, to Pavarti, what you're doing in my bed, for Merlin's sake?!?!" Hermione could hear her voice rising, but she couldn't stop herself from going into full-blown panic mode.
"Pavarti?" Uh oh, she had said the magic word and now that Harry was awake again, he began to panic as well, because if Pavarti found him, like this?!?! Ohh, that would be very, *very* bad. "Ummm, yeah, Hermione, we'll talk later, ok?" He found his broom, quickly slipping past her and hurried to the door. Looking back at her with a pained expression, he slowly opened the door and peeked outside to see that the coast was clear, giving Hermione a quick smile, he ran down the hall, letting the door slam behind him.
Hermione walked to the door and securely locked it, before walking back to her bed to collapse on top of the rumpled sheets in a boneless heap. Harry Potter spent the night in her bed, while she was in the bed of Draco Malfoy - could her life get more fucked up? Taking a few deep breaths, now that Harry was gone and her panic had began to abate, her still unsatisfied body began to make itself heard again. Sitting up, she removed Harry's invisibility cloak, tossing it into a corner as her right hand began to creep down slipping between the soft warm leather and her aching flesh, when she heard the unmistakable whining voice of Pavarati approaching. Dammit, can't I get just one break?!? She asked aloud, as quickly moved her hand back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling in frustration for a moment, before jumping to her feet to put on her school robes and change into her normal white cotton shirt and black skirt.
She sat down on her bed, shoving the leather pants and velvet shirt into her dresser, just as Pavarti and Lavender burst into the room.
"I cannot believe him!!! I waited all night long and he never came back. Do you realiz-" Pavarati was ranting at the top of her lungs.
"Yes, Pavarti, I realize, I was there, remember?" Lavender voice was tired and resigned, "he never came back, so you'd stayed, waiting for him, complaining to me and Ron all night long!" Under her breath, she said, "So we could be miserable too."
"What?" Pavarti demanded, her head spinning back to Lavender.
"Ummm, nothing, I was just saying hi to Hermione," Lavender quickly said, as Pavarti's head spun back around.
Hermione looked over to see Pavarti glaring angrily at her and Lavender looking over her shoulder desperately at her, biting back her laughter, she took mercy on Lavender, and nodded at Pavarti, who just snorted before continuing her rant to Lavender, who gratefully smiled at Hermione.
Shaking her head, Hermione, found a pair of fresh underwear to slip on, but couldn't find a bra. Looking at the clock she swore under her breath, if she wanted to meet Draco, she'd had to leave now, but considering the state she was in, not wearing a bra was a very bad idea. Then again, looking down at her self, no one could see that she was "at a state of attention" with the robes on and if she could ignore the feeling of the cotton against her erect nipples, she'd be fine, besides, she had to tell Draco about Harry. Sighing, she walked to the mirror and quickly brushed out her hair, before grabbing her bag of books and walked out of the room, ignoring the still bickering two girls.
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Harry tentatively opened his door and seeing alone Ron lying on his bed, crept in. He almost made it to his bed, when Ron suddenly asked, "And where have you been, because you're girlfriend is such a bitch!!!"
Wincing, Harry sat down on his bed. "I'm sorry. Was it that bad?"
"That bad?!?! That girl would not leave Lavender and me alone all night long. I wanted to kill her. Harry this, Harry that - man, all I wanted was to get some, but constantly hearing your name just does not do it for me. So where the hell were you?"
Harry weakly laughed, "Well, umm, that's the funny part. I was in Hermione's bed."
Ron abruptly sat up, "What?!?!"
Quickly jumping in, Harry added, "Well, she wasn't in it or anything, I mean come on Ron, this is Hermione we're talking about here. I feel asleep waiting for her, because I wanted to try and talk through stuff, but she was studying in the library all night for that project Snape gave us. Well, when she got back, she found me in her bed she freaked, waking me up. I managed to sneak back here avoiding Pavarti and Lavender, but I heard her. She is so going to kill me!"
Ron fell back on his bed laughing, "Well, if you tell her you were in Hermione's bed, she'll definitely kill you, so, you'd better make something else up, before breakfast." Looking at the their clock, he groaned, "Fuck, it is breakfast time, so much for getting any sleep today, which by the way, you owe big time for Harry. Next time you decide to ditch your girlfriend in our room, you'd better warn me first."
Slowly, they both got up and got their stuff together and joined the line of students on their way down to the great hall.
Once the great hall was filled, Dumbledore announced the start of a new teacher, who would be taking over the arithmancy class, filling in for Professor Vector, who was taking a leave of absence as Professor Infinity Owens. She stood up and smiled at the wave of applause she got from the students collected in the audience. Her smile wavering briefly at the disturbance at the Griffyindor table between Harry and an angry Pavarti. Also, at the coincidental absence of the two students she was most looking forward to meeting - Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy - who unbeknownst to anyone else, were engaged in other activities in the potions room.
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