This chapter was updated on March, 22, 2012
December
The highlight of Haruhi and Harry's relationship during the past few weeks was of their first fight. Ever since his "revelation" of Haruhi's "true identity", he kept prodding her with questions that not even Akane would dare to ask her. As always, Haruhi, being the blatantly abrasive person she is, was unable to contain her anger. They argued, they gave each other the silent treatment, then made up. Isn't that how it always worked?
The annual Fujioka Family reunion was, as Haruhi put it, a reunion of psycopaths. She still felt like her family was keeping secrets from her, but at that point, she was finding it hard to even give a damn anymore. On the bright side, she got used to walking around in her cast, trying to avoid many people at the reunion. She had yet to see Andras again, that strange brownie-boy she met. With all of that going through her mind, she still had time to remember that she would soon become an official werewolf.
The day of the full moon was coming closer.
She thanked the universe for it's generosity, having the full moon in November be before Tadashi decided to be an idiotic prick. It gave her time... sort of.
Every night of a waxing moon, she dreaded that one day even more. Especially since that horrid nightmare she had about what she thought life as a "monster" would be. But all of those thoughts had to be pushed away now, she and Harry were finally having their first proper date as a couple. Better late than never, huh?
She twitched as a knew thought came into her head. What am I supposed to wear? She sighed, knowing what she had to do. She picked up the phone, gulped and dialed Kaoru's cell phone number.
"Kaoru? Can you help me with something?" she squeaked
"Haruhi?" he asked tiredly "Er.. sure, what is it?"
"I don't know...what..to wear..." she whispered. She shut her eyes, expecting to hear instant laughter.
"I'm on my way." He said almost instantly. He hung up the phone- Haruhi could hear the loud SNAP of him quickly closing his phone. 15 minutes later, there he was, at her doorstep, with a garment bag.
"MY BELOVED HARUHI'S GROWING UP!" he cried, hugging her tightly. "But can I ask...for what is this special occasion?"
"Somewhere. What did you bring?"
"Oh, just.. just something simple. I figured it would be.. easier." He pulled out the contents of the garment bag, a comfy-looking, slightly puffy light blue dress and a simple light purple cardigan to put over it.
"Well, it's either this or nothing."
"Come on, Haruhi. It looks nice. I came here at 6:00 in the evening, on a Sunday, just for you. The least you can do is try it on."
"I wasn't trying to insult it.. It's just… a dress is… I'm just not used to it, that's all."
Kaoru shoved the dress into her arms, leading her into her room and closing the door. He made himself comfortable in her living room, and drummed his fingers on the table.
Harry looked at his wand, and back at the mirror; at that tangled mess of hair on his head. He looked back at the wand hesitantly. "If you're still nervous about the whole magic outside of school thing, we could just lend you a hand." Fred muttered.
"We aren't letting our little Harry go on a date looking like he just wrestled a Giant." he said sternly, handing Harry the comb
Harry shrugged, sticking the comb into his hair. "It's not that hard to comb my hair you know." Harry said. He winced as the comb came across a painful knot.
"Blimey, he's actually combing his hair. He must really like this girl." Fred whispered to George jokingly. Harry glared at him. "Bloody hell Harry, we know you love her. Don't get your wand in a knot."
Harry rolled his eyes. When he was done combing his hair, he walked out of the bathroom and checked the time, 6:53.
He looked at the single rose he had kept in the vase on the counter. He had bought it that very same day, when Fred and George had dragged him out to get Pocky. He remembered how much Haruhi thought it was cute when he was being all lovey-dovey, and how cute it was when she smiled because he was acting that way, so he was inspired to buy flowers for her. Grinning at the thought of getting to be alone with Haruhi for more that half an hour- with Ranka's permission- he decided to be extra kind today, and let Hedwig out to go hunting for the fourth time.
Kaoru had left, but not before giving Haruhi a giant bear hug as a "thank you" for wearing the outfit. He quickly ran down the stairs, deciding to spy on Haruhi a little bit to pass the time. He put his hat and sunglasses on, along with his scarf, hiding behind the concrete wall in front of her apartment complex. He waited for her to come out. Wouldn't be the first time he stalked her on an outing, why break tradition?
He gasped when he saw Harry emerge from the apartment, rose in his hand. Harry knocked on Haruhi's door softly. She opened the door, greeting her lover with a small kiss. He gave her the rose and she smiled; kissing him again, but this time was slower, with much more passion. Kaoru stood there, frozen.
"So what are we doing tonight?" Haruhi asked, his arms around her.
"Classic american date. Movie and dinner."
"Movie and dinner? What's wrong with just one of them?"
"It's our first real date together, and your dad said your curfew is 10:00. I figured I'd make the best of it."
"Aren't you sweet."
He kissed her cheek. "Come on, let's go."
