Authors note: got this up faster than I thought I would, you lucky people! The next chapter will most likely be up on Saturday. Hope you like, and please please review it makes me feel so happy and thank you to all those who reviewed or helped me in some way, you know who you are! Well here you go...
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I was up early the next morning, having had a good night sleep. I walked into the kitchen in my pale blue pyjama shorts and top, only pausing to put some thick striped socks on my feet and to pick up my empty glass. My hair was all rumpled and messy, worse than usual, but I left it down so that it framed my face. I placed the glass in the sink and washed it out with warm water; after placing it back in its cupboard I stifled a yawn, stretched and turned to go to the bathroom. He was in the doorway staring at me as if I was some sort of alien, his gaze piercing. Shaking his head he stood aside to let me past. I ran into the bathroom and locked both doors. I could still hear him rummaging in the cupboards as I stepped into the shower, trying to calm myself.
Boy had he looked hot.
Okaaay I did not just think that…but those black boxers and unbuttoned shirt really showed how tall and muscled he was. And his blond hair had fallen into his eyes making my hand itch to push it back…no Hermione no. We do not think of the Head Boy like that, it is highly unprofessional and besides... remember who it is.
I busied myself by having a quick shower and drying my hair magically, pulling it into a rough ponytail. By the time I had dressed in my robes, some locks had already fallen out. Grabbing my school bag, I rushed to the Great Hall to meet Harry and Ron. I found them sitting with Seamus and Dean chatting about Quidditch; the Gryffindor try-outs were that weekend. Ginny was sitting close to Harry holding his hand tightly under the table. As I sat down opposite them the boys chorused their "Hello's" before continuing with their conversation. Ginny just rolled her eyes at their antics. I ate in silence with my head bowed. I kept feeling stares from across the hall but I did not dare look in case I caught their eye. I was pretty sure who it was but, for once, I didn't want to be proven right.
Fortunately Professor McGonagall came round at that moment with the timetables and the staring stopped.
Ron stared in shock at how full my timetable was. Did he honestly think I would take fewer subjects just because I was Head Girl? The idiot!
I have to admit I was going to be studying a lot to keep up in all my N.E.W.T's but then I enjoy studying, so I tell myself, and it won't be much of a change anyway.
After shovelling down my breakfast I seized my already overfull bag and ignoring their moans, dragged the boys off to our first lesson; Potions, luckily with Professor Slughorn.