So sorry for the long updating process. I don't usually do this, but I had a typed draft for a while before revising it.
I know you guys all like HG/SB best, so I just finished up the Harry/Sammi situation as it got kind of long already.
"-And then he tried to ask her out!"
The others roared with laughter. Sammi took a deep breath. She really didn't think the joke was at all funny. Her sides were starting to ache with all this forced laughing anyway. She and Derek had joined two other couples and they'd been gossiping for the past half hour. It had gotten slightly dull in her opinion, but the others seemed to be having fun.
"Anything else interesting?" one of the girls asked, leaning against her date's arm. Sammi vaguely recalled them being introduced as Dennis and Veronica or something."
"Why, you have something in mind, Victoria?" Dennis or something asked." Oh. Victoria.
Victoria smiled coyly and shrugged. "I dunno." She leaned in, suggesting otherwise. "Look at that blonde girl over there, by the butterbeers."
Sammi looked up with a start. "Lira?"
"Shut up." The other girl, Kathy something or other hissed.
Sammi ducked her head.
"Yeah, Laura." Victoria ruled her eyes. Did you see her dancing with that redhead?" Ron. "That guy was horrible. Did you know that she wanted you to ask her Derek?" Victoria said with a smirk. "I heard she was convinced you would."
Derek mimed shooting himself. "You can't be serious." He smiled at Sammi as the others laughed. Sammi smiled back weakly as she felt her face flush. Oh Lira….
"Hey check this out." Derek said suddenly, tilting his head towards the double doors leading towards the gardens. "That bloke who sort of looks like James Potter. With the glasses."
Sammi felt herself go numb. "Harry?"
Harry was standing in the doorway, looking around as if searching for something. Sammi quickly turned away. "Yeah?"
"Look, he's wearing school robes." Derek said with a laugh. "What kind of a loser is that?"
Dennis grinned. "He can't even buy dress robes?" Victoria glanced at Sammi at this.
Sammi felt her teeth clench. She glanced back at the double doors but Harry had gone.
Derek laughed again, the sound cold and mirthless. "I don't even think the guy has a date. Not surprising there, huh? Didn't even know there's a reason the list said "dress robes". He can't be too are you doing Taglia?"
Sammi had stood up then. Her fists were clenched her ears roared. She had a sudden impulse to punch Derek right in the middle of his grinning face. Like always, she followed her instincts.
Derek gave a slightly un-manly squeal as he landed on the floor. The other two couples stared at her as if she had suddenly grown two heads.
Sammi wouldn't have been surprised if she had. She looked at her fist, not quite comprehending what she had done. Then Victoria shrieked. Several people turned. Derek sat up, gingerly feeling his face. He looked livid. "Wrong thing to do Taglia." He growled.
Sammi felt something exploding in her chest. Something she hadn't felt all week. A sort of freedom.
"Afraid I ruined you pretty face?" She asked innocently. "I wanted to do that for a while now."
Derek stared at her in total shock, and stood up, revealing himself to be a good half a head taller than her. "What did you say?" His green eyes were as cold as ice.
Sammi slowly backed up a few steps. They were in the middle of the room. People were starting to notice what was going on. "I said your mother is a goat." She said recklessly in a loud tone. Okay, where had that one come from?
Derek leered. Those pale green eyes were starting to scare her. She felt cold stone wall at her heel. "Did you now? What's gotten into you Sammi?"
Sammi shook her head, not knowing the answer herself. Or did she? Sammi felt her knees tremble slightly as the thought dawned on her. A certain someone…
The other two couples were looking at them without worry. Derek slowly pulled out his wand. Sammi fumbled around for hers but she couldn't quite seem to make her fingers move. .This was it, he was going to hex her now. Sammi smiled, thinking how melodramatic this entire evening was turning out to be. Just as suddenly, a slim wand met Derek's from behind her shoulder.
"Don't touch her. Don't you dare try to jinx her."
Sammi's eyes snapped open. "H-Harry?"
Harry was glaring at Derek as he twisted the older boy's arm away. He turned to Sammi, his eyes traveling over her familiar face.
Even if someone had asked you before me, I would've found away to get you back.. Harry felt himself smiling. The wise words of James Potter. "I wanted to do this for so long." And he kissed her. Right on the lips. Right in front of an open-mouthed Derek Damon and his admirers. Right in front of the entire room.
Sammi closed her eyes, and then she gasped a little and pulled away.
Harry felt his head go warm. Oh god, what if she didn't even like him? He hadn't thought about that. What if she had wanted to be with Damon all along, and he'd been wrong to assume that Damon had been about to hex her back there?
Sammi looked into his green eyes, so warm and trusting compared to Derek's. He had the cutest, saddest look on his face. Sammi smiled. "Well, I'd always wanted to do this." And she stood on her toes and kissed him back.
A sigh came up from behind Harry's back and she saw Lira and Ron both standing up to get a better view. For some reason she got the giggles then and had to pull out mid-kiss to laugh.
Harry smiled in confusion, rubbing her back.
"But-but she's mine!" Derek shouted, his handsome face twisted in fury. "She's my date you bastard!"
Sammi pulled out of Harry's arm so Derek could get a good look at her face. "Are you really going to keep on fantasizing? This is over."
There was another audible gasp coming from the crowd..
Derek looked as if he didn't quite comprehend. Then with a swift movement, pulled out his wand. "Right. So which one of you-." He fell silent as Harry pulled out his wand. The two boys stared at each other. It was Damon who first looked away.
Harry felt the roar of triumph inside of him. Sammi gazed at Derek for a second and shook her head. She grabbed Harry's hand. "Let's get out of here."
"I know a good place." Harry said. The crowd parted to let them through as they ran off to the gardens.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The sky was a clear indigo blue. Hermione leant her head back to gaze at the stars.
"Nice night." Sirius said, rubbing her cold hand between his warm fingers. "You like it here in London?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" Hermione asked, watching her warm breath curl in a wisp of smoke towards the sky above.
"Because you've lived in some other place for most your life, right? What was it again?"
Hermione caught on in a flash. Damn, what had Harry said again? "Am-America. We came from the states."
"Right." Sirius looked towards the bushes.
"My family's there." Hermione said, beginning to talk faster. "They-well, they're dentists you see. What about you? How's your family?" She was so eager to change the subject she realized too late what she'd just said. "Oh I mean-."
But Sirius had already begun to speak. "My family? You've heard of the Blacks right?"
Hermione nodded miserably.
Sirius' voice had gotten lower and more intense. "They're horrible. Those stupid pure-blood activists. They're really into that whole Pure Blood is better than everything else thing. They really love my brother Regulus. He's like a little lap dog." He laughed his bark-life laugh. "I guess I'm some sort of a disgrace." He looked away and paused. "I'm going to run away."
Hermione stared at him. Harry hadn't told her everything about what he's learned about Sirius' family. "R-run away?"
"To James' place or something." Sirius sat back, a fantasizing look coming over his eyes. "The Potters are great. They aren't prejudicts at all." There was such a longing in his voice that Hermione felt her throat close up. She knew exactly what he wanted, and she also knew he wasn't going to get it. He would get thrown into Azkaban, go on the run, and die a fugitive, the rest of the world not even knowing he was innocent.
When her voice was back under control, she pointed a finger towards a single star above an oak tree in the distance. "You see that?"
Sirius looked. "Which one?"
"The one right above the center of that tree over there."
Sirius nodded. "Yeah?"
"That's Sirius, the Dog Star. It's supposed to be the brightest star in the night sky." She squeezed his hand. "See? Sirius, the brightest star in the sky. You're going to have a- a great future ahead of you."
It sounded a little corny in her ears. By Sirius' expression, she thought he was going to scoff at her but instead he said in a low voice, "You really think so?"
Hermione nodded. "I do."
She gazed into Sirius' silvery grey eyes. They shone and danced teasingly. Hermione suppreseed a shudder as she remembered the look they'd take on in only a few years. The look she's first seen back in the shrieking shack. That dead haunted look that Azkaban gave, Hermione closed her eyes.
"Is there something wrong?" Hermione opened her eyes and realized a tear had slid down her cheek.
"I'm fine." The answer was incoherent as she fought to keep down the wave of emotions welling in her chest. She sniffed a little, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her robes.
She felt a pressure around her shoulders and was surprised as she discovered Sirius arm bringing her to his chest. His hand stroked her hair.
Hermione felt another wave of emotions erupting in her but she pushed them down.
"It's all right." Sirius murmured. They looked at each other. The intensity of his eyes made Hermione fell dizzy.
When their lips met, she submitted fully, her world centered entirely on that non-existent space between him and herself.
Whoa there. So there you have it, their wishes fulfilled. BUT….is this how it stays? I'm sorry folks, but no one ever said life was ever fair. Especially not in Harry's world. Oh, and now I feel sad…
I'll cheer myself up by thinking about the wonderful reviews I got.
Reviews! I haven't done this in a while.
White Alchemist Taya: He was planning to follow his father and get Sammi back. :)
Mrs. St. John Allerdyce: Thaynk you
Hotkat144:There you have it, the long-awaitted kiss.
Sam's Firefly:Yay! I felt I was being slightly distracted by the other stuff, so I was worried you people wouldn't like it.
Hazel-Buttafly:Thanks for replying. I needed to know what to put in.
.:Thanks. OC stands for original character. In this case it's Sammi.
Nynaeve80:I hope you like the last scene. The star par came from a random inspiration while reading my science textbook.
arokat:Of course Lily's haor smells like Rasberries:( Jk. I updated again! You'll be proud of me.