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triximionepotter: yea, I like to tell random ppl about my day and life. Haha. Thanx tho for the compliment.

Okay, so I went to a swimming party today and no matter how much sunscreen i put on, I got burned! Ahh! My cheeks and nose r red. My shoulders and back r red. It hurts!

Just want to get something straight: just bc this was inspired by "Remember Me" does NOT mean anyone's going to die. It just means that I got an idea from it. I don't like to kill people in my stories unless I don't like them. Haha.

Happy Birthday, Daniel Radcliffe!

Here's chapter 3!

Chapter Three

Fascination

Rap music filled the crowded club. Harry thought to himself that if the lights were off, the whole place would be pitch black. Several brights danced around the dancefloor lighting up its occupants with different colors. Harry smiled as he had never seen anything like it before in his life. The party of ten made its way over to the bar and ordered each a beer. After they had gotten their beer, Ron grabbed Luna and dragged her onto the dancefloor to have some fun. Ginny and Neville, who looked a little nervous, followed soon after, leaving the six alone. Dean had looked at Padma and smiled shyly. "Ugh, come on, Dean!" she said exasperatedly and grabbed his hand and led him to the dancefloor.

"You want a birthday dance, birthday boy?" Lavender asked Seamus. The Irish lad smirked and nodded, letting her lead him to the dancefloor, leaving Harry and Hermione alone.

The two were nervous and unsure of what to do. Harry took a long swig of his beer to have something to do. He would look at Hermione every now and then, which would make her blush. He did not notice of course, since the lights were so dim.

After a few minutes, Harry finally got the courage to ask her, "You wanna go dance?" She looked and him, unsure if he had just asked her to dance. She had to take a moment to look at him, confusedly. He had his hand held out, ready for her to take it. She realized that he had in fact asked her to dance. She smiled and nodded. He smiled back and they finished their beers off and Harry grabbed her hand and together, they went to the dancefloor.

A rap song with a good beat was playing. The pair found their friends and danced by them. Hermione had watched a lot of television and movies, so she knew what she was to do. She turned her back to Harry and began to dance sexily against his crotch. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, grinding and gyrating his crotch against her bum. Their friends all smiled at them, happy that they found a friend in each other.

Harry could not believe the effect this girl was having on him. He tried to keep it down, but found himself unable to. Eventually, he got a stiffie. He just hoped she did not notice. 'Oh, my God! Please, don't let her notice!' he prayed in his head.

As Hermione ground her arse into his hips, she felt something, like a bulge poking her in the bum. 'What is that?' she asked herself. She blushed and widened her eyes when she realized what it was. He had gotten a hard-on. Was it from her? She had never had that effect on a guy before! Hell, she never had that effect on anyone before! When the song ended, she turned to him. He was avoiding her gaze. His eyes were everywhere but her. From the blue lights, she could tell he was embarrassed. She giggled a bit, which made him look at her. She covered her mouth with her hand when she realized what she was doing. "Sorry," she told him. He nodded and they were interrupted,

"Hey, we're going to stay for an hour here, then we're going to head to Cafe de Paris," Ron had yelled to them over the noise. They nodded and another rap song started and it seemed that everyone knew it and loved it as there was a big cheer. Hermione turned around again and continued to dance with Harry. However, she did not feel the bulge anymore.

'Ron in a Speedo! Ron in a Speedo! Ron in a Speedo!' Harry chanted in his head trying to picture the image, trying to get rid of his "problem". It eventually went down, but then Hermione turned back around and started to grind against him again. He hoped it would not come up again. He would not be able to handle any more embarrassment.

After a few songs, they decided to get another drink. All ten of them went to the bar and ordered ten more beers. Once they all got one, Ron raised his bottle and said, "I propose a toast...to Seamus Finnigan. May his eighteenth birthday be better than his seventeenth." They all laughed and clinked bottles. "Cheers!" they all chanted.

"And," he added. "To Harry, may he find a bit of happiness tonight of all nights. We're sorry to have dragged him out here on this memorable night." Harry nodded and smiled sadly, silently thanking him. Hermione watched him. He was quite sad and solemn. 'What happened? Memorable night?' she thought to herself but decided to ask him later.

"Cheers!" they repeated and clinked bottles.

"And to Luna-"

"Shut up, Ron!" everyone but Harry and Hermione yelled. They all laughed as he cried back, "Okay! Okay! Geez!"

As their time went by at Fabric, all of their friends could tell that Harry and Hermione were fascinated with each other. They would steal nervous glances at each other and blush when they were caught. Ron had laughed when he saw his friend nervous when he was dancing with Hermione, like he had a "problem" down there. He guessed Hermione was probably the right one for his best mate. He was happy he was having fun on this night of all nights. He knew his friend had trouble finding love. He knew his troubles.

Luna could see Hermione was smitten with Harry. She knew the hardships her friend went through with guys not noticing her. Harry seemed to notice her. Really well. She knew about Harry. They had went to school together. She knew he was a bit dangerous. She knew he was a bit of a bad boy. She knew he had been arrested twice. However, she trusted him with Hermione. Perhaps Harry was the guy Hermione was waiting to notice her.

Luna looked at her boyfriend, who looked at her. Both shared a knowing glance. They wanted both of their friends to be happy. And seeing the two of them smiling at each other, they knew who it was that made them that way.

Hermione was a bit happy Luna threatened to burn her books. She never thought she would admit it; however, she did. Harry Potter seemed like a really nice guy. He was terribly good-looking and was very nice to her. She supposed he was the first guy to ever ask her to dance and actually mean it. She remembered when a ball was coming up and a guy asked her to go with him. A boy she thought was very good-looking. However, he was just playing a joke on her and didn't really mean it.

And she had said "yes".

She had been fourteen at the time. And she felt stupid for saying "yes".

Hermione did not want to get her hopes up on thinking this guy-Harry Potter-actually liked her and wanted to talk to her. She could not stand to be heart-broken again. A slow song started and Harry once again asked her to dance. She accepted and they went to the dancefloor for the second time. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and he slipped his around her slim waist. She had never done this before, so she was not sure what to do. Hermione liked to keep distance when it came to front-to-front contact with any guy. Harry, however, did not know this so he pulled her closer against his chest. She gasped, but let him do it, trusting him. She melted against his strong body and very boldly rested her head on his shoulder. He smiled and held her closer and swayed them around.

Hermione felt...safe in his arms. Like nothing could touch her if she was nestled against him. She felt safer than she ever felt in her life. Even when she used to crawl in her parents' bed when she thought there was a monster in her closet who wanted to eat her books and then feast on her.

Harry liked this. Sure, he had danced with plenty of girls, but not like this. Not happily. He never wanted to let her go. She fit against his body just right. He had only met this girl not even an hour before and, yet, he was so fascinated with her. He wanted to know everything about her. She placed her beautiful head on his shoulder, feeling content. He pulled her closer, wanting to kiss her. But didn't.

Once the hour past, they all went out the doors of Fabric to the sidewalks and streets of London again. The city was lit up in an orange glow. "Well, guys, to Cafe de Paris?" Seamus suggested. They all nodded and followed him down the sidewalk.

Harry watched Hermione as they followed. She was looking around at the scenery. It seemed to fascinate her. Harry wondered if she had ever been to London before. So he asked her. "Have you ever been to London before?"

"A few times on class trips. But not over here. Not to the shops and clubs and pubs. Just to Parliament, the Tower of London, Westminister Abbey, and St. Paul's Cathedral," she responded. "Have you?"

"Yeah, loads of times. Once I got a car, I traveled everywhere. Mostly I came here to meet up with Dean. Beats spending time at my relatives' house," he said. She wondered about that, too. Did he not like his family? His parents? Why did he say "relatives"? This boy was very mysterious. "Would you like to see it?"

"See what?" she asked curiously.

"London. I'll show you the city. Come on," he took her hand.

She looked at Luna. "I don't know. Luna!" she called. Everyone stopped and looked at the two who had halted. "Since I've never been to this side of London before, Harry said he was going to take me around."

Luna smiled and nodded. "Yeah, sure. Go on, Harry, show her your London."

Harry blushed. "You okay with that, Seamus?" he asked. It was the boy's birthday after all.

"Yeah, mate, go on. Tonight's a nice night to take a beautiful girl around the city," he said suggestively. Hermione, this time, blushed.

Harry nodded. "You all got your mobiles, just in case?" he asked and they all nodded. "Okay, we'll see you later." The eight turned back forward and left them.

Harry turned to Hermione. "So, what do you want to do? What do you want to see?" he asked.

Hermione thought for a second. Once she made up her mind, she said, "Everything."

Harry nodded. "Okay, then, let's go."

He reached down and grabbed her hand again. Together, they ran down the sidewalk, laughing.

TBC...

Well, there's chapter 3! Hope you liked it!

Btw, "Persuasion" by Jane Austen is very boring. I have to read it for school. I can't even force myself to read it. Ugh! Aggravating! Haha.

Btw, Hermione's deal with that guy who asked her to a ball but was just kidding was based on a real event that happened to me. :(

Next chapter: Harry takes Hermione around London.

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