1997.11.01

i Entry 11

Alright, I'm going to figure this out if it kills me. First let's make a list of all the girls that Harry's been around when he blushes.

1. Ginny (doesn't count because he's said he doesn't like her)

2. Me (doesn't count because I'm me)

3. Sarah (from Ginny's year, she was coming down behind me last night)

4. Lavender (she was in the common room with us last night)

5. Jennifer (a fifth year, also in the common room last night)

6. Brittany (from Ginny's year, also in common room last night)

So, there are four possibilities really. I can't remember so far back to that meeting, I know a few people had shown up and might have been coming down the hall from behind me, so that's totally not going to be any help. And there are always tons of girls in the common room, so I can only really use last night.

I'll have to do some snooping to narrow it down any farther. Though, I hope it's not Lavender, I couldn't imagine Harry fancying her, especially after she kissed Ron like that. I'll not rule her out, no matter how much I don't want Harry to fancy her.

Jennifer is nice, even if she's two years younger than us. I suppose that's not that big of a difference, two years. She's very pretty as well, he might have been watching her.

He did kiss Brittany last year, even if it was just a dare from Ron, he did do it. He kissed Sarah as well, on a dare. I'd never pegged Harry for one to take dares, but sometimes him and Ron act mad when they're bored.

I suppose I'll have to get back to that when I have more information.

It's a new month! November. There really isn't much to say about November is there? I know in America they celebrate Thanksgiving, but here it's just another month. November is very nice though, rather peaceful.

I think Ron and Susan have gotten together, I saw them sitting on the couch in the Prefect common room. They were quite close and I think they were falling asleep on each other. We didn't get back until late, she rather enjoyed sneaking out, I think she's definitely going to fit in with us.

I think I may head off to bed. Harry forced me out of bed rather early this morning.

/i : "Oy, Hermione," Harry said softly and slowly, almost cooing at her. He was shaking her, trying to get her to wake up, but she was fighting him.

"Lea' me 'lone," she mumbled and turned over.

Harry lit every candle in her room and lit the end of his wand, "Oy, Hermione," he said again in his sticky sweet voice.

"Wha' do 'ou wan'?" she mumbled, not really caring what his answer would be. She just wanted to get more sleep. They'd only left each other's side, both yawning after they pulled off the invisibility cloak. They'd spent too much time in Hogsmeade, making it much too early for one to be waking up at the crack of dawn.

"You," Harry said oddly, then corrected himself, "to get up, of course, and come with me," he added before shaking her again, very softly.

Hermione sat up her eyes still dripping with sleep and looked at Harry. "Where am I?" she asked frantically. She started to get scared and look around oddly, she was still partially asleep making her unable to register anything. "What, what's going on?" she asked before Harry grabbed her shoulders, barely able to control his laughter.

"You're in your room, now get out of bed, and let's go," he said before dropping his hands from her shoulders that were barely covered by the sleeveless shirt she wore.

"No," she said angrily before flopping back down and pulling the covers over her head.

Harry could see her body wiggling to get comfortable underneath the blankets and laughed before pulling the covers back and grabbing her hand. He started to pull her and she followed, stumbling once before they walked into the hallway, which is when she woke up fully.

There were a few people in the hallway, a few girls, many more boys, something Hermione noticed. Her cheeks turned red and she wrenched her hand out of Harry's. All the boys were smiling at her cheekily and the girls were giggling behind their hands.

"Come on, Hermione, you're owls sick and I've been sent to get you," Harry said loudly, loud enough for every one to hear and not think they'd spent the night in her room.

Hermione let him take her hand again, unable to fight back, and knowing if she ran into her room it would be worse then staying in the hallway. "Harry," she hissed, "I'm in my knickers," she said angrily at him.

He turned around abruptly and looked at her. He smiled, "Didn't notice before, but now that you've pointed it out," he said before turning back around and dragging her along.

"As I was saying," he said minutes later, "now that you mentioned it, I did notice you were just wearing knickers," he paused, "and a shirt, of course." He turned around again, unfastening his robe and holding it out for her. She slipped her arms in and closed it up before turning around to face him.

He grabbed her hand again and resumed pulling her along, seeming to go no where in particular. Hermione noticed then he too was in his bed clothes, but he wore a shirt on his chest, which she knew wasn't his usual bedtime attire.

He finally stopped at what she thought was the highest tower in the school. The room was perfectly round and only a few meters wide. Hermione looked up at him, hoping he had a good reason for dragging her all the way up to the tower.

He looked at her and closed his eyes, unable to say what he'd wanted to say. He opened his eyes and looked into Hermione's, "Close your eyes," he said softly and she obeyed.

He stood in front of her willing himself to tell her why he brought her up to the tower. But he couldn't muster the courage. Hepulled his Invisibility Cloak on and slowly and as quietly as he could, walked away.

Hermione finally opened her eyes minutes after Harry disappeared and couldn't find him. She wanted to scream but instead she turned on her heel and walked back down the steps.

"I'm going to kill him," she said angrily as she walked past the window pane Harry was sitting on, "kill him." :

i He pulled me out of my room and into the corridor where there were at least 100 students. Okay, so there were like 10 or 15, but I WAS in my k n i c k e r s! MY KNICKERS IN FRONT OF BOYS I'M NOT EVEN SURE I KNOW! What a prat.

Never the less, I'm quite exhausted. I do have to get back at him though, but for now, I imagine he'll be sleeping with his Invisibility Cloak on or in the boys' dormitories, or something. I wonder if he's over there now. I could just creep in, couldn't I? I shall, and if he's sleeping I'll stick his hand in warm water or something evil.

I do have enough energy to torture the boy, he does deserve it. I'm going to go, right now.

Never. Never again. NEVER AGAIN. N E V E R again will I go into his room without knocking. I should've known better, I should have.

/i : Hermione pushed the door open slowly, not taking notice to the brightness that erupted into the dark passage way as she did. She slowly walked into the room, expecting no one to be there, or at the most Harry to be laying in his bed.

He wasn't however. He was standing, completely naked, drying his hair with a towel.

Hermione let out a high pitched gasp and Harry turned around, his hands completely still as he held the towel over his head. He looked at Hermione then he looked down, then he looked at Hermione again, then down at himself again, then at Hermione. Hermione did the same, looking him up and down, still completely shocked.

"Shit," Harry said before moving his hands and towel down to cover himself. Hermione finally looked away as he wrapped his towel around himself. "You can look, I'm covered," he said calmly.

Hermione looked up and noticed that the towel was dangerously close to falling off and she could see a thick dark patch of hair raising above the top of the towel. She felt her heart speed up as she focused on Harry's green eyes, but that didn't help. His eyes only made it worse. She thought by now he could hear her heart beating across the room.

"Are we even now?" Harry asked with a smile on his face, and Hermione was ready to bite her lip, "I'm sorry I pulled you into the hall in just your knickers, but this is no way to get back at me."

Hermione couldn't really speak, she was afraid of her voice cracking or the noise of her pounding heart coming instead of any actually words.

"Hermione," Harry said looking at her oddly. "Didn't think I was that bad looking for a bloke," he laughed, trying to get Hermione to speak.

"Erm," Hermione said.

"Well, what did you need?" Harry asked with a smile.

"I, erm," Hermione said before finally regaining her composure. "Sorry, just wanted to hex you or stick your hand in some warm water while you slept is all."

Harry laughed at her, "Go ahead, hex me then."

"No, I'll hold out for the warm water bit, thanks," Hermione said smiling back. "Alright," she said before turning around, "I'll be back in a few hours, get to sleep then."

Harry followed her, grasping the knot in his towel tightly, "I'm putting my wardrobe in front of the door, so you know," he yelled after her.

"I always do when I dress, wouldn't want you to walk in on me again," she yelled back. :

i I didn't mean to, really I didn't. I didn't think he'd be just getting out of the shower, it's rather late.

I've just checked my watch. It's only ten. I suppose it's not that late, so, I should've used my head. Like Harry would be asleep by ten.

That was the stupidest thing I've ever done, EVER. I'll never do it again. NEVER. N E V E R again shall I enter a room without knocking. NEVER.

It was a surprise, I must admit. I've never seen a bloke naked and Harry is a very fit bloke, very fit. It sort of made my heart speed up, but I suppose that's happened before. Sometimes when he's sitting beside me on the couch and I can feel the warmth coming from his body my heart starts to speed up. It beats louder than it did tonight. It happens when he tickles me as well, his fingers moving along my stomach so softly, but it isn't as noticeable because I'm laughing.

I wish I hadn't walked in on him, it was rather uncomfortable. /i