1997.09.09

Entry 3:

Sorry I haven't written in such a long time, I've been busy with school work and of course, the boys won't stop bothering me.

I've started putting the dresser in front of the panel that leads to the secret passageway. Harry forgot to knock one time, once.

: "Oy, Hermione," Harry said softly as he pushed the panel open, not bothering to knock on the door. He walked into the room and looked up at Hermione, her tan body naked except for the bright red cotton panties she wore. He stared at her and she started at him, both immobilized for the moment.

They stared for what seemed like an hour, but was really a few seconds, a few seconds in which Harry got an eyeful that he'd remember forever.

"I, uh," Harry finally said as he broke free from his trance-like state and turned his head away, his hand going over both eyes.

Hermione pulled her robe over her body, not bothering to put anything else on, knowing it covered everything, even if he'd already seen everything. "I can't believe you, you're supposed to knock," she raved, "knock, you know, warm someone that you're coming in!"

"I'm sorry," Harry said sheepishly, his eyes still covered, "are you covered now?" he asked his voice still sheepish. He felt horrible walking in on her like that.

"Yes," Hermione hissed, still angry with him, no matter how bad he felt about walking in on her without knocking.

Harry uncovered his eyes and looked at his friend, her robe buttoned but dipping rather low on her uncovered neck. The shadows in the dips of her collar bone accented by the steady light in the room.

"Well, what do you need?" she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest. She looked rather upset.

"I, uh," he said losing his composure. "We'll talk later," he said oddly before leaving the room. :

He walked in without knocking, while I was changing into my bedclothes! I can't believe him! Walking in on my like that! I know I should've been guarding it always, but who'd think he'd walk into my room as I'm preparing for bed? I suppose I should were pants or something more than just my knickers and a tank top to bed, bit it's so much more comfortable that way.

Still, he should've knocked, it was late; I could've been sleeping! Does he think I'm always at his beck-and-call? I can't believe he did that, I'm still not talking to him and it happened two days ago. Well, I suppose if he'd talk to me I might talk to him, in fact, if he even looked at me directly I might talk to him.

I think I'm going to go talk to him, right now. I told you those boys distract me!

Alright, I'm back. I even knocked on his panel.

: Hermione knocked softly on the panel, wondering if the sound echoed in his room as it did in hers. She waited and knocked again, this time a little louder.

Harry opened the panel and looked at her, for the first time in two days, he looked at her, right in the eyes. "Oy," he said with a smile. "Not mad anymore?"

Hermione's jaw dropped, her mad? He'd been the one shying away from her for two days. "Wasn't mad in the first place," she said still standing in the passage way. He hadn't invited her into his room yet, and she wondered why. He'd been in her room plenty of times, but she'd never been in hers.

She began to peak around his arms, wondering what he was hiding, if anything. He caught on and just watched her, not stopping her from looking. Eventually, she eyed him up and ran into the room, hoping to get past Harry's arms.

Harry however, had lightening quick reflexes and caught her, one of his arms wrapped around her stomach and the other her back. He pulled her tight to his body as she squirmed to get free.

"You don't have a girl in here, do you?" she said in gasps as she tried to get free of Harry's strong arms.

Harry released her, rather abruptly, and she almost fell to the floor before he reached out and grabbed her arm tightly. He steadied her again and watched her walk into the room.

"Not much different," she commented as she walked around the room. She stopped when she saw the couch. "Suppose next time it will be me walking in on you, not as if I haven't seen you in much more than your knickers, though."

"Then we're even," Harry laughed, "you've seen me in my swimming shorts and I've seen you in just your knickers." He bit his lip behind her back.

"Oh, even?" she laughed, "not as if I'd want to see you without your knickers on," she chided. She turned around to face him and he quickly stopped biting his lip and focused on her eyes. "Suppose we're done fighting, then?" she asked as she crossed her arms across her chest, reminding him of the last time she'd crossed her arms.

He looked up at the ceiling and looked back down at her, "Yes, can I go to sleep now?" he asked, laughing.

"Right," she said with a smile before giving him a quick hug and leaving the room. :

Forgot to ask why he'd been so quiet though. And, he didn't answer on the first knock, I wonder why. Maybe he did have a girl in there and was pushing her out the main door before letting me in.

No, Harry wouldn't keep that from me, why would he?

Anyway, I do have more news. Well, I suppose it's not news exactly, but it's more something. Ron ran into Susan again! It was so cute and they literally ran into each other again.

: Hermione walked beside Ron, her view of Harry blocked by the tall red-headed boy. Though, it didn't matter as he really wasn't talking to her anyways.

"Can you believe?" Ron asked angrily. He didn't bother waiting for a reply, "Told everyone, she did." He was upset, mainly because the situation was out of his control. He didn't say it, but Hermione knew the only reason he cared was because he didn't want a certain someone to hear.

Something gleamed across the corridor, "What's that?" Ron said as it claimed his attention. He only watched it for a second or two, but that was long enough to not notice he was going to walk right into the little girl.

"Ron, watch out," Hermione said and her words fell upon deaf ears as he continued to look, wondering what it was. He looked down to late only to realize she'd fallen this time. He reached out and grabbed her hand seconds before hit the floor.

He pulled her to her feet and they smiled at each other until Harry nudged his friend. "Alright, Susan?" he asked softly, his voice not cracking once as his ears turned red.

This brought her out of her trance and she looked away from him, she'd obviously heard about the kiss in the dormitory. "Fine, thanks," she said as she looked back up at him, the dumbstruck look gone.

Hermione realized she was upset over that kiss and jumped into action. "Susan," she said softly, "did you here the rumors?" she asked as she took the girl by the elbow and lead her away from the boys, giving Ron a wink over her shoulder.

"W-what rumors?" Susan asked as soon as they were out of ear shot of the boys.

Hermione smiled, "That Lavender Brown kissed Ron?" She was acting wonderfully, and Susan was taking the bait, her eyes widened. Hermione was one of Ron's best friends, she'd know the truth if anyone did. "I saw the whole thing, Ron practically pushed her off."

Susan smiled, not a vicious smile of a girl who had just heard great gossip, but an innocent smile of a girl whose Christmas had come early, "Really?" she asked hoping Hermione wasn't lying.

Hermione smiled, "Yes, and," she dropped her voice, "he's been acting strange, I think he may fancy someone," she raised her voice at the end, letting Susan know it was her she was referring too.

Susan's eyes lighted up, Christmas really had come early, "Thanks, Hermione," she said with a large smile. She turned to Ron, "Bye, Ron," she said with a wave and walked off. :

I hope that things work out for those two, Susan really is a catch, even if she is in Hufflepuff. She's very sweet and I think that if the moment came, she'd be brave. I hope so, for Ron's sake.