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School of Prompts: 1-1 Prompt: underwater/just/hold
"Harry come on, think of this as the third part of my apology."
"A third part? You don't need a third part. I already forgave you after the first and the second parts; I overreacted, it wasn't your fault."
"Dammit Potter, stop being so noble. I wanted to go through my entire apology before you forgave me!" Daphne dragged Harry along up the stairs towards the seventh floor. As they rounded the corner they noticed two first years standing around by the tapestry. Daphne and Harry stopped short as the door opened and Malfoy stepped out.
Three of the students in the corridor became acutely aware of the fact that Harry and Daphne were still holding hands. Daphne and Harry let go of each others hands and drew their wands.
Malfoy, part way through a cry of outrage, decided it would be wiser to run than to face the pair together. He muttered out a "run", and the two first years started to scramble after him. Two stunning spells flew out and nailed each of them back.
"Blast. Malfoy got away." Harry walked up to the two stunned bodies to check them out.
"Lets obliviate these two, if Malfoy is the only witness no one in the school will believe him." Daphne observed the two bodies. "I thought these two were still in the common room when I left. They couldn't have beat us here..."
Just then the skin seemed to morph on the two bodies. "Polyjuice potion." Harry recognized the effects from when he used it. Soon they were staring at the bodies of Crabbe and Goyle. Harry looked around for a place to put the two stunned students. "Broom cupboard." Harry pointed out with an evil grin.
He started dragging Goyle towards the broom closet. Daphne just rolled her eyes, and pointed her wand at Crabbe. A mobilicorpus allowed her to easily move the body, dropping it with a thud in the cupboard. Harry followed shortly afterward, seemingly remembering that he was in fact a wizard and had dropped the body of Goyle on top of Crabbe before closing the door.
Daphne took up Harry's hand again and walked them back in front of Barnabas the Barmy's tapestry. She let go of Harry's hand and began to pace back and forth. Harry took a step back and appreciated the cute way Daphne's brow furrowed and nose scrunched up when she was concentrating on something.
As Daphne finished pacing, a door appeared on the wall. She smiled and directed him in. Harry was completely surprised at what the room became. It was like a slice of a beach. The just past the door the floor became sandy and sloped into the water which had magical waves lazily lapping up the sandy shoreline. The roof of the room looked similar to the enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall, but a sunny noon day instead. Even the temperature of the room was quite warm, and a light breeze seemed to fluttered through the room.
Daphne stepped forward and started to shed her robes. Harry watched gobsmacked as Daphne slowly revealed the skimpy blue bikini she was wearing under her robes; the bikini made her blue eyes pop. Harry noted the wand holster strapped to her thigh; at least she would never be caught without her wand.
Harry stared as Daphne turned around and struck a pose: hip cocked to one side and a hand resting on her hip. She basked in the attention that Harry was lathering on her for a while before giving him a wink and sashayed into in the water.
Harry blushed at the wink, and then realized that he may have been staring for a bit too long, tried to look at anything else.
"Are you going to join me?" She threw him a smirk, proud that even with the confidence he had gained in the past year she could draw out his more shy side. She may not have had the large chest of Susan Bones, or fiery personality that attracted Harry to Ginny at some point, but she had his attention now.
Harry suddenly seemed embarrassed about something. "I um... don't have swim trunks." Then he hastily added a "AndI'venevergoneswimmingbefore."
Daphne was surprised at this. "But what about the Triwizard tournament two years ago? You swam in the lake in the middle of winter!"
"That was my first time 'swimming' and it was mostly just kicking around with the Gillyweed."
"Here, I'll help you swim." She reached ducked underwater for a brief moment and came back up with her wand. With a wave his clothes came off except for his boxers. With another wave they were transfigured into swim trunks. "Here just come into the water. Remember you don't have Gillyweed this time, so you'll just have to hold your breath underwater." Daphne stowed her wand away and beckoned Harry into the water.
Harry greatly enjoyed Daphne teaching him the basics of swimming. They had the Room of Requirement stop causing waves in the water as it made it a bit difficult for Harry to learn, but before long Harry could tread water and could paddle around decently.
After a while Harry start feeling a bit mischievous. Harry started a splash war with Daphne, surprising her with the first strike and temporarily blinding her. Daphne let out a indignant squeak as she tried to wipe the water out of her eyes. She started splashing back only to realize that Harry had swum out of range. Daphne swam faster and quickly caught up to Harry and landed a splash right in Harry's face. Then she got a wicked idea. Taking a deep a breath and diving down underwater, she got beneath Harry.
Harry recovered from getting blinded by the water and search around for Daphne. She was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly he felt something grab his ankle and he got yanked beneath the surface. He flailed around a bit before he felt arms wrap around him in an gentle embrace. He opened his eyes underwater, ignoring the slight stinging sensation and discerned a distorted Daphne smirking at him. Suddenly she moved her head forward and locked her lips on his and quickly swiped her tongue across his bottom lip. Before he could react she broke the kiss and swam off to the surface.
Harry let out a surprised gasp—underwater—and drew in a mouthful of water down the wrong pipe. He kicked towards the surface and sputtered as he broke free. He was still coughing out the water in his lungs when he heard Daphne shout, "You were supposed to hold your breath underwater!"
Harry muttered out a "cheeky minx" before swimming after her towards the shore. "Can I accept your apology and forgive you now?" he asked her.
"Perhaps if I get the kiss you didn't return." Harry blushed but complied anyways. He wasn't going to complain.
A/N: Have a slightly longer piece, chronologically this takes place after the Daphne's prank of telling Witch Weekly some of Harry's secrets to get witches to like him more. Part two of her apology will probably make its appearance as a short in here at some time, and that one is probably a bit more serious and not as lighthearted as this. I'm still trying to figure out where the next two stories will fit into the time line, though one of them will probably be a bit farther in the future, and the other will probably be something during the 5th year, cause that is the year I haven't mentioned yet here. I might eventually also put these stories in order and fill in some of the gaps later, but that's undecided right now.