Author's Note: Here's the second chapter, once again, edited. Enjoy!

There's Only Room for Two under Here

Harry! Get up," Ron hollered, shaking me madly until I was awake. I opened my eyes a crack, and pushed him off groggily.

"Bloody hell, what is it?" I snapped, rubbing my eyes.

"We're going to be late for Potions!" Ron exclaimed, stabbing his watch with his index finger. It was ten a.m. We had slept in for two hours.
"Oh shit!" I screamed, and flew out of bed. I threw my pants, shirts, socks and shoes on, carelessly throwing my robes over my shoulders as I ran down the stairs with my books, my tie wrapped around my next. Ron followed me hurriedly.

"Come on, you stupid stairs," Ron snapped impatiently as we stood at the stairway for the seventh floor, waiting for the stairs to swing around so we could make our way down to the dungeons. When they finally met up to us, we flew down them and darted towards the dungeons, bashing into Snape's classroom. Everyone was already there, including Hermione, and they turned when the door had swung open. Ron and I blushed.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, how nice of you two to join us finally. Sit down before I take anymore points away," Snape said coldly. "Five points from each of you."

I groaned and sat down next to Hermione. She narrowed her brow and shook her head, obviously disappointed.

"Today, we will be making the Ken Hung potion. It is a Japanese potion used to paralyze animals and deadly creatures." Snape peered around the classroom as he spoke. "I will now pair you up. Potter and Parkinson. Weasley and Crabbed. Granger and Malfoy. Patil and Zabini…" Snape continued to pair Gryffindors with Slytherins as I was walking over to Pansy, who was playing with her black pigtails.

"Watch it," I said as she was about to pour toad slime in with bat droppings. "Those don't mix well."

"Whatever," she scoffed carelessly as she put the jar down. I began to mix in sugar water as Pansy rested her head on her books and fell asleep.

"Potter and Parkinson, you two go first." Snape summoned us to the front as he put a Blast-Ended Skrewt on the floor. Doing as Snape had told us, I dipped the tip of my wand into the potion and pointed it at the Skrewt.

"'Til death do you part," I said, and the slimy liquid on my wand blasted out and covered the Skrewt. Slowly, the piercing scream of the Skrewt faded as it was paralyzed.

"Hmm." Snape looked over me with angry eyes. "Well done, I suppose. Five points each." He was obviously upset that I had finally perfected something in his class.

"Well done, Harry," Hermione said as I sat back down next to her and Pansy retreated to Malfoy.

"So, are we set for tonight?" Hermione asked Ron and I as we sat in the Gryffindor common room later that afternoon, drinking glasses of pumpkin juice. I took a swig of mine and nodded, swishing the sweet liquid around in my mouth.

"Yeah, but what if someone we know is at Hogsmeade?" Ron asked, pouring himself another glass from the jug we had swiped from the kitchen.

"Ron, nobody will be there other than Hagrid and possibly Sirius," she said, but after seeing my hurt expression, she changed it. "I mean, Hagrid."

When the clock struck seven and everyone started to go down for dinner, Ron, Hermione and I stuck together and pulled the Invisibility Cloak over us, walking past everyone to the third floor. Once there, they found the statue of Gunhilda of Gorsernoor, the secret passageway to Hogsmeade. Harry had not used it since third year, since he had always been a little skeptical since the last time he had used it, he had almost been expelled.

"Dissendium," Hermione murmured. The statue's humped opened and revealed a tiny slide. We took turns climbing up it to slide down into the tunnel, which would normally take an hour to walk on foot. However, Hermione was clever enough to murmur a spell that made our feet walk five times as fast, making it a twelve minute walk to Hogsmeade.

Once we arrived in Hogsmeade, Ron beamed as he saw Honeydukes and immediately dove out from underneath the cloak to run into the shop. Hermione and I laughed.

"Can we talk?" Hermione asked in a hushed voice. I nodded, and she lead us over to an alleyway just off the main streets of Hogsmeade.

"Okay, listen," she said, taking deep breaths. "After I kissed your cheek in the hospital wing, I saw you looking horrified. I'm sorry, but I – well – I have a crush on you, Harry. I like you."

I beamed. "Really?" I asked. Hermione nodded, blushing.

"How long have you liked me?"

"Since third year."

"Why do you like me?" I asked, sneering in the same way Malfoy did. Hermione laughed softly.

"I'm not sure. Maybe it's the way you're so sweet to me, or maybe it's the way you care about your friends first. I'm not sure," she said.

"And the fact that I'm utterly gorgeous," I said sarcastically, flexing a bicep. Hermione laughed again, and took her arms to wrap them around my neck.

"Maybe," she murmured huskily. Without another word, she pushed her body against mine and tilted her head upward with her eyes half closed. I responded by wrapping my arms around her waist and bringing her closer to me, the Invisibility Cloak still concealing us from the witches and wizards passing by us. Our lips met in a soft, firm kiss and she traced her tongue along my lips. I opened my mouth and allowed our tongues to mingle gently, enjoying the warmth of her mouth and her body against mine, before she pulled back slowly.

"We should go find Ron," she said softly, blushing deeply. I nodded and followed her to Honeydukes, officially unsure about where we stood as friends or as a couple.

Sorry, Cho, I thought. But I guess I already found my girl.