But beware, mushy romantic sex scenes on the loose!
Disclamer: I do not own J.K. Rowlings masterpiece. I decided to give you another disclamer just in case. ;)
Ron grabbed Draco's hand and led him through the empty corridors to the gryffindor portrait hole. Ron was about to recite the password, when Draco stopped him. "Am I allowed in here?" Draco asked cautiously. Ron gave him a skeptical look. "Since when did you abide by the rules. Besides, there is no one here besides me."
"Ahem, are you going to sit here talking to each other all night, or can I go to bed?" The Fat Lady said out loud. She didn't really have her eyes set on them, as they were looking at her cuticles.
"Sorry. Twinkle Toes." Ron breathed. He grabbed Draco's hand again and led him inside. "Sorry if there is any mess. I get a little messy when I think that no one is around.
Draco flopped himself on the couch by the fire. "It's no problem. It's nothing like the slytherin common room where everyone just leaves their things lying about. Draco layed down on the couch, putting his hands behind his head and looking right at home.
Ron went and sat at the arm rest on the couch near Draco's feet. Ron stared into Draco's normally grey eyes, which were now a silver color. "Do you really think this will work?" Ron asked cautiously, playing with Draco's foot.
Draco sat up. He wanted this to work, he really did. He only saw one flaw though. "Harry. He's not going to like this at all. What do you think he would do?" Draco rubbed his head in frustration. His eyes turned a grey color again.
"We just won't tell him. What he doesn't know can't hurt him, right?" Ron smiled, and when Draco looked up, he smiled too. His eyes were lit up again. Ron descended on the couch, and was sitting in between Draco's legs. He could feel an erection coming from Draco, but he didn't do anything. Ron kissed his cheek and then his lips. Draco returned the kiss.
Draco moaned slightly and kissed Ron a little harder. Ron was running his hands through Draco's hair. Draco leaned down and they ended up laying on top of each other, embraced passionately.
Ron lifted his head slightly. "I love you Draco Malfoy." Draco smiled. He had been waiting for a long time to here those words, I love you.
Draco lifted his head and kissed Ron's cheek. "I love you too."
They never had sex that night, but it was one of the most romantic nights that they would have.
Harry came into the main room after his shower. He had a towel wrapped lightly around his waist. Hermione was on the bed, reading a book. She had Dudley's t-shirt on again, but her legs were spread out just enough that Harry could see her plain white underwear. He quickly pulled on a pair of boxers, with a few glances from Hermione.
When he finished he sat down on the bed. He placed his head on Hermione's chest and snuggled in. Hermione giggled and dropped her book on the floor. "Your so silly Harry." She lifted up his head and he sat up, turned around, and began to kiss her. Hermione wove her arms around Harry's back and he layed her down on the bed. Hermione's hands were on Harry's lower back now and Harry was attempting to pull off her underwear. When he couldn't get it, Hermione giggled and took it off for him.
He looked at her. "I pictured that going a lot different in my mind." Harry laughed, his deep laugh. Hermione giggled and began to run her hands up and down Harry's back. He began to kiss her again. Eventually, Hermione's shirt came off, and only Harry was left in a pair of boxers. Hermione lightly pulled those off and could feel Harry's erection. They kissed passionately for a little while longer, until Harry couldn't take it anymore. He took her right then and there.
Hermione felt her breathing getting deeper, and Harry's too. He continued to go in and out. Their love was like most. It was passionate, loving, and felt just right. There was something different about tonight though. They felt so connected, like they were mean't to be together. Hermione had admitted earlier that day that she was no longer guilty about Ron, In secret, Harry had felt a little guilty too. Maybe that was what made tonight so special. There was no longer the burden of guilt they felt to way their love down.
Harry finished and flopped over on his side of the pillow, breathing heavily. Hermione's breath was short and light. She turned over and wrapped her arms around Harry's waist. They layed in silence for a while, and the sound of their breath died away.
Hermione had her head on Harry's chest. Her head would go up and down in accordance to Harry's breathing. She was listening to his heart. Harry, feeling useless, stroked her hair.
"I love you Hermione." Harry said, a strange tone in his voice. A tone that Hermione had neverheard. A tone that sounded like true love.
"I love you too Harry." Hermione said. They layed there in silence for a few more moments until Hermione shivered. Harry pulled a blanked over top of her, then wrapped his arms around her.
Then, when he began to dream, he dream't of nothing but Hermione
Cho was cleaning her room. "Cleaniness is next to Godliness." Her mother said as she walked past the door. 'Yeah, yeah.' Cho thought. Just for that, she wasn't cleaning the owls cage, but when she looked over at the cage, it was really filthy. 'Fine. You win this time, mother.' Cho thought again, giving her worst look to her door. Her mother had just past with an empty laundry basket. When it came to cleaning, her mother didn't believe in using magic.
After Cho was done, she decided that she needed to burn some calories. She blasted her music and started with some warm ups.
Get a load of me, get a load of you Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you (hardly know you)
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you when we're out at night Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right (isn't right)
And I've got someone waiting too
"CHO!" her mother called.
What if this is just the beginning?
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it So tell me Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?
"CHO!" her mother called again. Cho has started on her kickboxing. "TURN DOWN THAT RACKET RIGHT NOW!" Her mother yelled, in the doorway to her room. Cho shut the music off and stared at her mother. "I can't do anything that I ever want to do, can I mother?" Cho said, with the purest loathing in her voice. Her mother walked into her room and looked straight at Cho.
"I have given you a roof over your head, your own bedroom, and I sent you to school. What more do I have to give you?" Her mother's tone was low. She was using her 'guilty' voice which no longer worked on Cho.
"Mom! What the hell! You have given me nothing! If you hadn't married dad then you would have nothing! You are nothing but a tramp! You only married dad because you wanted what he had! Now that he is dead you claim to pay for all of this? Bull shit mom! You have never done anything for me." Cho's voice was raised very little, she didn't want to scare her little sister who was coloring in the next room.
"Are you blaming me for your fathers death? He gave his life to fight you-know-who and your blaming me?" Her mother walked out the door, muttered some other stuff and before slamming the door said, "You are a ungrateful daughter, and I wish that I never had you." With that, she slammed the door.
Cho stood for a moment, then kicked her wall, leaving a large hole. She began throwing random things in her trunk. She wasn't going to stand for this. She continued on throwing stuff in her trunk until she got tired. She flopped on her bed and fell asleep.
Cho and her mom had fought before, but for some reason, this was different. Her mother actually admitted that she never wanted Cho. In Cho's opinion her mom never wanted any kids in the first place, but she never told her that. Cho's father had passed away when Cho was just entering school, so naturally her mother got everything her father had. She got the house, the money, and every single prized possesion he owned. After selling most of the keepsakes, she had even more money, and used some of it to fix up the house.
Cho had never really had luxuries. She was always settling for second best, or thrift items. The only thing that her mom didn't 'cheap' out on was her school supplies. Her mom believed that everyone at school should think that their family was as rich as they come, even as rich as the Malfoy family.
Cho woke up several hours later to hear a silence in her house. Everyone was asleep. Cho took this perfect time to carry her trunk and owl lightly down the stairs so she wouldn't wake anyone. She left her mom a letter that read:
Mom,
Goodbye forever.
Cho.
Cho taped the note to the fridge and was out the door. Once she was safely on the street she held her wand out, like she did so many times before, and the night bus appeared in front of her.
"Welcome to the Night bus. Emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunp..." The conductor started
"Shut up and let me on." Cho said, staring at him. He heaved her trunk onto the bus and held out his hand for the fare. She paid him and he handed her the reciept. Cho sat down on one of the beds and the bus started again.
"So, where are you heading?" Stan asked. He was leaning against the side of the bus comfortably.
"Hogsmeade village." Cho could walk back to Hogwarts from there. The bus continued to speed through the streets. When they arrived Stan heaved her trunk off of the bus and Cho got off as well. The bus vanished in a cloud of smoke and Cho was left to roll her trolley back up to the castle.
When Cho got to the gate, she realized that she could not enter unless someone opened the gate from the outside. Cho stood in desperation for a few moments, and even though it was late, she wrote Ron a quick note.
Ron,
I'm stuck at the entrance to the castle. Please come and open the gate for me.
Cho.
She tied the letter to her owls leg and the owl flew over the gate to a castle window. Ten minutes later, a sleepy looking Ron, still in his pyjamas was walking down the gravel path to the gates. Behind him, was Draco Malfoy. The owl flew into the cage, and Cho closed it.
"Hey Cho, what's going on?" Ron asked, rubbing at his eye.
"My mom is a bitch and I never want to see her again." Cho picked up the cage and her trunk and Ron let her inside.
"Sorry about this guys," Cho said.
"It's fine." Draco relieved her of the cage which carried her owl. They walked back up to the castle in silence and when they reached the door Ron said, "You can join us in the gryffindor tower. No one's there but us." Cho nodded and they walked to the Gryffindor tower together.
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