The start of the school term started with the usual rush of confusion and disbelief at the amount of homework they would be getting.
Hermione was the only one (as always) to be enthusiastic about the work load.
Ron and Harrie both thought that Hermione was mentally damaged from the war and had suffered through a lecture about time management from their homework loving friend.
The three friends all had the same lessons this year, Charms, Potions, Transfiguration, Herbology and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Hermione also had Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, History of Magic and a new elective of Alchemy which had only been opened to four other students from years seven/eight, much to Hermione's delight.
Harrie had been asked to be Quidditch Captain again but had declined the badge though wholeheartedly agreed to being Seeker again. Ron had decided he wouldn't bother with trying out for Keeper as he said quietly to Harrie that he was hoping to be alone with Hermione more often this year. Harrie kept her thought that Hermione would fill in any free time with studying to herself so as not to disappoint Ron, she also knew that Ginny (the Captain) had been reluctant to have her big brother on the team as he tended to argue with her.
The week was nearing it's close when over the magic loud speaker came Professor McGonagall announcing that all seventh- and eighth-year students were to come to the great hall instead of their usual classes.
"Oh no, I hope something bad hasn't happened" Hermione immediately said as they turned around and started their way back down the stairs. What they saw when they walked into the great hall made everyone halt. The house tables were gone, and a large dueling circle was in the center of the room. Tiny professor Flitwick was rocking excitedly on his feet and raised his voice to be heard at the far end of the room
"Come in, come in. Form a circle!" He merrily called, as soon as the amassed students had moved into the position he happily declared "Welcome to the dueling class!"
Excited murmuring rippled around the room and they didn't quiet down till Professor Flitwick caused a burst of confetti from his wand tip to quiet them all down.
"Yes, it is exciting! I am very happy to be able to take this class once a week from now on. Anyone who doesn't wish to attend please feel free to depart. This is not compulsory and apart from today it will not interrupt any other classes."
"Now as there are so few of you, if you want a turn step forward and a challenger can join you. There will be rules of combat. No mortal wounds. First person to force the other out of the circle wins. During the fights you can tap out at any time, by raising your wand and declaring "Concede" if there is no clear defeat, I will declare when the duel is over or if any of you get magically exhausted. Madam Pomphrey is standing by Miss Granger fear not" The tiny professor waved his hand at Hermione causing her hand to fall back to her side and for Harrie to give her friend a sideways smile.
"Any questions?"
A random Ravenclaw asked "Is everything allowed?"
"Standard rules apply, you all know what is allowed and what is not within these walls. Anyone using this class for any kind of revenge with be punished severely"
The duels were for the most part evenly matched, and no one did anything really dangerous, so the worst wound people seemed to suffer from was hurt pride more than physically injuries.
Harrie watched Malfoy casting spells and couldn't help admiring the way he moved around the circle. And when did magic get to be so…sexy. The way that boy cast expelliarmus was panty wetting. Harrie had stepped forward for so many of the duels that the Professor asked her to let others have turns and had noticed that if she didn't Malfoy would. She smiled to herself, oh well at least she got something pretty to look at.
"Potter is watching you" Blaise leant forward and hissed in Draco's ear
"She is not" Draco denied pretending to be watching the duel that was taking place and not just 'Potter gazing'
At that moment said Gryffindor cast a spell so quickly at her partner that no one was entirely sure what it was other than it had the desired effect of hurling them out of the circle. Potter gave a bow to her fallen combatant and threw a quick look over at the two Slytherins.
"Oh yes she is" Blaise gleefully said "Just think, maybe she wants you as badly as you want her"
"Shut your whore mouth Zabini" Draco growled when Blaise had the nerve to playfully nudge the blonde with his elbow
Hermione shook her head as she watched how many 'secret' looks Malfoy and Harrie were sending each other, she was surprised how many teasing smirks Zabini was giving Malfoy, maybe the blonde liked Harrie just as much as Harrie did. It was rather obvious when she thought about how many petty arguments, they had shared throughout their school career. She was alarmed to see the rather…covetous look that one Zacaria Smith was giving her friend too, that would need to be watched, there was something incredibly untrustworthy about that Hufflepuff he had always rubbed her up the wrong way.
Ron walked over to stand beside her and slipping his hand around hers.
"You did really well" He said smiling down at her
Hermione blushed and smiled back forgetting about Harries love life and thinking about her own.
The games continued until most students were red faces and ready for the night to be over. Not Harrie though, she was loving this, and everyone groaned when Professor Flitwick called two people forward for one last lesson.
"Now everybody we have seen many differing styles tonight and Miss Potter is the classic example of defense while Mr. Malfoy on the other hand is all for the offensive. It is important to know where your opponent's strengths lie"
"She isn't using her wand" Hermione hissed sharply it suddenly dawning on her why no one was getting anywhere spells even near the other girl.
"What? Yes, she is" Ron said his brows creasing in confusion
"Watch! It's in her hand but it's doing nothing!" Hermione was sure she was right! The watched as sure enough Harrie was just holding her wand for show nothing more.
"Bloody hell! Did she tell you?" Ron was shook, just how different had Harrie got?
"Yes and no, she said she had gotten better at wandless, but she never mentioned anything like this" Hermione said worrying just a little bit more for how much things had change within her best friend. The somewhat one-sided duel continued with Malfoy getting more and more frustrated and Harrie getting happier and happier, Flitwick called "Miss Potter let them see if you would be so kind" Obviously he knew something everyone else didn't
Nodding, Harrie smiled as she felt the magic being sent her way hit her shield and she made it glow slightly so the other students could see her invisible barrier and heard the gasp from the gathered students when they could finally see why nothing had been having an effect on her. She was under a dome of magic that she seemed to be able to project without much effort. While everyone was watching the magic washing over her shield, she sent a jet of pure blue light towards the blonde Slytherin and watched as he was knocked off his feet and his right shoulder fell outside the boundary line.
"Well done Miss Potter!" Professor Flitwick cried rushing forwards and shaking her hand, he looked so excited he could burst "Extraordinary simply extraordinary"
As Potter was declared the untouched victor, (to no one's real surprise) she waved her hands and her skirt turned into a pair of what, Draco could only describe as genie pants, hugely baggy and rather ridiculous looking. What she did next had him in shock, she started doing the strangest dance most of the other students had ever seen. A few of the muggle born students started laughing and Dean shouted out "It's Hammer time!" and several of them started singing 'Can't touch this'
The pure bloods looked at them like they were insane, and Draco tried to hide his smile as Potter undulated in her winner's circle, a huge smile on her face. Maybe losing wasn't so bad if he got to see the Gryffindor acting like an idiot...all be it an appealing one.
Sitting on her bed Harrie used her wandless magic to plait her hair, waiting for Hermione to come back from the wash room.
Hermione looked at her friend and sighed in resignation 'What's wrong?' She joined Harrie on the bed and used her own magic to finish drying her unruly brown hair.
Harrie played nervously with the end of her braid, trying to think of how to say what was on her mind.
'I am having trouble again' She said lamely
Hermione exhaled, they had talked about this in great length when they had been at the Weasleys over the summer. When the horcrux had left Harries body, it was like a gate had been opened and every feeling and thought Harrie now had was more intense and with the new increase of awareness as she liked to put it, it meant Harrie often got overwhelmed and had trouble expressing it.
"Is this about Malfoy?" Hermione always got straight to the point.
"How do you do that!" Her friend's ability to read Harries mind was seriously off putting.
"Please" Hermione puffed "All that intense 'causal' staring in his direction and you are insisting on taking such bizarre ways to classes. You are plain as day, well at least to me. Not to mention that 'duel' flirting you both did"
Harrie chose to ignore the fact that her friend was way more observant than she gave her credit for and rushed ahead before she could change her mind "Is it normal to feel this strong for someone so. . . inappropriate?"
"You are both adults Harrie, this rivalry nonsense is getting pathetic. The fact that you publicly defended him, and his family should explain some of these feelings you have for him too. He isn't as inappropriate as you think"
"I haven't always felt this way!" Harrie declared sulkily "I have never wanted someone like I do him like I would ride him on the house tables and not care if the whole school saw us"
Hermione looked as shame faced as Harrie felt "Attraction is and can be a strong feeling, it can be very intense. You had crushes on people, thought they were hot. You liked Fred like that and Professor Lupin in third year"
"It was easy with Fred though, I didn't have to think about it and I seemed to have more control over my body too, and I have told you never to mention my Lupin obsession or I will start mentioning names." Harrie looked at her friend her green eyes shining with frustration "With Malfoy it's like I can't control my reactions, I want to…consume him"
Hermione shifted her weight on the bed before speaking. "You are a teenager Harrie, maybe this is how it always should have been, hormone monster and everything. Consider yourself lucky you can now be one hundred percent you for once. I have to admit I like the new you, you are way more expressive now"
"My body changed, my emotions changed, even my magic did. Nothing stayed the same and now I have the hots for Malfoy" Harrie met her friends amused stare.
"To be fair though you always were rubbish at expressing yourself and you were always kind of obsessed with him." Hermione shrugged helplessly
Harrie threw a pillow at her in frustration "You're meant to be the emotionally supportive one Hermione!"
"I don't know what you want me to say Harrie, I know it must be hard right now. Men are attractive and even I admit Malfoy is very handsome . . . for a blonde' Hermione gnawed her lip thoughtfully holding back a grin
'He is soooo fucking blonde' The words sprang from Harries lips in a rush and both girls fell into a fit of helpless giggles.
"I always thought his Father was rather dishy too" Hermione admitted
"HERMIONE!" Harrie cried at her friends' comment
"For a blonde" Hermione conceded
"And an arsehole you mean" Harrie said and they fell about laughing again.
"Harrie?" Hermione asked tentatively into the darkening confines of the bed chamber
"Hmmm?" Harrie answered
"You are good with physical stuff, right?" What the hell kind of question was that to be asking? Harrie thought before she answered "Yeah, I guess so, why?"
"How much…well experience do you have?" Hermione asked her voice small
"I am a virgin if that is what you are asking" Harrie said sitting up and staring across the darkened room at her friend
"No, I mean I know you haven't had sex yet. But, have you ever done other stuff?" Hermione said the blush evident in her words
"Kissing and umm hand stuff and mouth stuff" Harrie answered feeling very awkward
"Really? Giving or receiving?" Her friend was relentless this evening
"Both" Harrie admitted, asking herself if they really were having this conversation?!
There was a length pause before Hermione asked, "Did you…know what you were doing?"
Taken aback by the note of nervousness in Hermione's tone Harrie answered as honestly as she could "Um he never said otherwise. It's not something you can be overly bad at I don't think, they let you know if you are doing it wrong and you, you know adapt"
"But you liked it?"
"Oh my fucking god...Yes…I liked it…very much." Harrie cried.
"I am hesitant about moving forward with Ron"
"Why?" Harrie ask genuinely surprised, she had assumed that her friends were all steam ahead in that department.
"I honestly have no idea what I am meant to do, well I know what to do but not how to and I am sure Lavender was very…experienced compared to me"
"Nerves and stuff are kind of expected. Do you not want to? You guys seem pretty intense from the kissing and stuff I have seen."
"Oh, we are, I mean I like what we do, and I want to do other stuff too, but I stop before it gets more than just heavy petting. I don't want him to think I don't want to because I do, I just…maybe not yet. God, I wish I could talk to my Mum about this" Hermione turned away from Harrie, lifting her arm in a familiar way and Harrie wiggled till they were spooning. They spent a lot of the last year in the tent laying like this, each providing something that was sorely missing from their lives that year.
"Don't worry about it Hermione, Ron wouldn't want you to rush into anything you weren't ready for. When are you going to Australia?" Harrie asked changing the subject
"The Christmas break. I found them, or well I know where they are. Just hoping I can reverse the charm"
Harrie gave her friend a squeeze "You will, you are brilliant"
"Merlin this is the week that won't die, I swear to magic the Professors are just being cruel"
Hermione sighed in exasperation at her friend's comments, she wouldn't admit how much she was enjoying learning again
"Enough of this heavy crap, let's play a game or something" Harrie said tugging the heavy blankets up over them, "An older but a goodie. Hermione, who would you rather Seamus or Neville?" The green-eyed girl said wiggling her eye brows suggestively.
"Seamus" Hermione reluctantly answered even as she shook her head at the immaturity this game was showing and rolled over till, they were face to face.
"Neville hands down" Harrie said leaning further into the pillows and recalling a time when she saw way more of the clumsy guy than she had expected to see
"Really?" The other girl gave Harrie a look of deep surprise as her adamant declaration
"Let's just say I saw him sans-pants once and that boy is hung" Harrie said moving her index fingers further and further apart to get her meaning across "His trouser snake is basilisk proportion"
"No way!" Hermione squealed and giggled (actually fucking giggled!) "Neville really?" Harrie nodded grinning widely.
"Ok, answer this Kingsley or Fudge?" Hermione said raising her eyebrow in challenge, Harrie gave her friend the look that comment deserved "Kingsley no question"
Hermione nodded and started thinking of other people they could judge.
"Let's go Charlie or Percy?" Harrie said smirking at what she knew would be Hermione's reaction
"I can't answer that!" Her friend true to form cried
"Chicken" Harrie laughed
"They are Ron's brothers!" Hermione said, indignant
"So? we have played this game before and you always answered" Harrie challenged
"Fine…Percy" Hermione finally admitted
"Noooo Hermione, Ron would never forgive you!" Harrie cried in mock disgust
"Shut up and you answer" Hermione said huffly
"Dude, Charlie obviously…he's so…hard looking" Harrie said sounded distracted by the thought of Charlie Weasleys shoulder muscles…
"Zabini or Nott?" Hermione's voice broke Harries inner thoughts and she took a moment to answer "Zabini, he smells amazing"
"I know right!" Hermione gushed, obviously Harrie was the only person who had taken to sniffing that Slytherin when he got close enough.
"Luna or Ginny?" Harrie asked with a smirk knowing how Hermione would react to that one
"Oh my god…Ginny I guess" Hermione replied ducking her head under the covers in embarrassment
"Luna seems...Freaky so she gets my vote. That girl would know some stuff" Harrie thought about all the obscure bits of information that girl seemed to know…and Harrie did like blondes
Decided to up the ante Harrie boldly said "I would have fucked Snape"
"You wouldn't have dared!" Hermione said her head whipping out from under the covers
"I don't know there were times when I thought he was alright…turn to page 394" Harrie said in her best Snapeish drawl "And he turned out to be not 100% arsehole in the end, shame he couldn't have let me know sooner"
"You are unbelievable Harrie" Hermione said with a hint of exasperation at her friend's gall
"I can't help it! This being 'normal' is seriously just one big sausage fest for me" Harrie admitted with a heavy sigh that Hermione knew was all lies "Well just don't go spreading your legs for everyone" She said in her best motherly tone.
"As if I would…though did you see the Ravenclaw Quidditch team? Yum" Harrie said her eyes rolling back into her head in faux pleasure, Hermione hit her with a pillow.
"This is good for us" Hermione suddenly declared "It's like we are actually acting our age for once"
Harrie grinned "Yeah makes a change from our normal death race"
And they continued with their game getting more and more giggling as the night wore on.
The other thing that had been a downer this year so far was the amount of people who seemed to think it was ok to be horrid to some of the Slytherins. Despite the teachers all declaring everyone was equal and that no one here was guilty of anything, some nasty 'accidents' had befallen many of the children of known death eaters. Malfoy being one of the heaviest hit. She had seen him limping a few times and had even seen him being taken to the hospital wing with blood pouring from his nose by his friend Zabini. Whenever she, Ron or Hermione and a lot of the other Gryffindors had happened across any of these attacks they had loudly protested and in Harries and Ron's cases hexed the revenge seekers.
It was nearing dinner time and Harrie had been waylaid by a couple of the Hogwarts resident ghosts seeking an audience with 'The Savior' Ron and Hermione had left her too it the horrible traitors and now she was hurrying to not miss out on dinner. She rounded a corner and saw three Hufflepuff sixth years pulling their wands on a tall blonde figure who had his back to the wall trying to get past them.
"You are fucking trash, you should be rotting in Azkaban. And your uppity parents should have been beheaded"
"My Uncle was curioed by your lot, what do you say to that Malfoy?"
The look of sneering indifference never left Malfoys handsome face as one of the boys went to fire a curse at him. But Harries shield charm was faster, Malfoys brief look of surprise turned into annoyance when he saw her coming towards them.
"Evening. You mind telling me what the hell you three Hufflefucks think you were doing?"
The three stared at Harrie Potter with undisguised fear.
"Nothing to do with you Potter" The braver of the three said boldly
She didn't so much as flick her wrist and they were all suddenly hanging upside down in front of her. Their cries of fear seemed to amuse her.
"I am going to tell you this once, touch another Slytherin again and I will unman you, without the use of magic understand?"
"You wwwh...wouldn't" one mumbled
"Yeah? Try me" She said moving closer to them, the way they all suddenly had their hands over their genitals meant they knew to fear Potter.
She let them fall to the ground and they all scurried off. Harrie turned towards Malfoy her mouth opening to say something when he grabbed her arm.
Draco dragged Harrie into an empty classroom, he kicked the door shut and slammed her roughly up against it. "I don't need you fucking help Potter!"
Harrie's breath left her in a rush as she was thrust backwards, and Malfoy's hard body was suddenly very close. His face was flushed with rage, his grey eyes...no silver eyes flashing with anger. The tall man before her frustrated the hell out of her! She hadn't meant to offend him she had just been so angry that anyone would dare to harm what was hers...Oh Merlin where had that come from!? She blinked her eyes several times trying to hear what else the blonde before her was saying but was distracted by the way his mouth formed his words,
"It was nothing that I couldn't handle...It can't be helped... There are always going to be those who... Potter what are you doing?"
Draco's mouth had suddenly gone dry as the small raven-haired vixen in front of him suddenly moved her hands till they were grabbing handfuls of his shirt. Orbs of pure green fire burned into him as she uttered in a husky tone, he had never heard her use before "Shut up and kiss me"
Then their lips were together and suddenly it was like the sky had cleared and the sun shone for the first time in forever. The feel of her against him, the taste of her, the little breathy moan she gave when their tongues met.
This was what he had wanted since that day on the train all those years ago he realized, it had always been her for him. This was meant to be. All those years of hatred and rivalry, when really it had been something much sweeter this whole time. With a deep throated growl, he grabbed hold of her legs and push her harder against the door, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist caused a bolt of pure pleasure straight to his groin. Their lips met again, and it was like they couldn't get close enough, deep enough. Couldn't taste enough of each other. Her glasses dug painfully into her nose and she gave a frustrated sigh and tossed them aside, not caring if they survived the trip, she tightened her grip on him and Draco was lost to her.
Harrie was on fire and her heart was singing. Finally! Finally, she had her Slytherin. All those glares and hurtful words and hours spent searching for him on her map suddenly all made sense. This was what she had wanted...needed.
She waved her hands and the buttons on his shirt all shot off in different directions. Malfoy raised his head in astonishment then growled as he ripped her own shirt open grinning at her creamy mounds spilling out of her green bra. "Very nice Potter" He said as he ran his tongue around one lace topped cup, one of his hands pinching her straining nipple through the lace. Harrie moaned softly and waved her hand again and suddenly her bra was hanging in two and her flesh was exposed to his heated silver gaze. He ducked his head and pulled one pink nipple into his mouth giving it a greedy pull and a slight nip with his teeth. Harrie moaned and arched forward, her movement caused her aching pussy to brush against the straining hardness in his trousers. She moaned louder and ground herself against him, trying to recreate the delicious friction. He moved like lightning and suddenly his hand was inside her knickers moving them aside to feel the slick heat of her.
"You are so fucking wet" his pleasure roughened voice rang with delighted wonder. His firm fingers moved against her clit causing her to roll her hips against him then his finger was slipping inside her. Her eyes shut at the onslaught of pleasure his touch gave her. Another finger slipped into her. She couldn't have imagined this...this was too perfect, she took his mouth again in hungry kisses and rocked her hips driving his fingers deeper into her core. He tore his fingers out of her and she nearly cried at the loss, her eyes shot wide as she felt him undoing his belt and trousers. 'I won't wait any longer for you Potter' He growled against her mouth, his hand roughly moving his clothing down his legs, his grip tightening around her hip. She felt the blunt head of his cock slipping against her folds.
'Malfoy I'm a ...' Her words were drowned out by the sudden burst of pain that caused her to clench and stiffen in his arms, as he pushed himself into her.
Oh, sweet Merlin what have I done? He thought as he felt just how tight she was...too tight. He looked at her clenched eyes and was horrified to see a tear make its way from her black lashes, his beautiful Gryffindor. '... I didn't know... I wouldn't of...you never...' He pressed gentle kisses against her eye lids, her cheeks and finally her mouth. She responded, and he felt her smile into his mouth. 'Just move slowly' Her breathy exhale when he tentatively moved his hips back had him stilling. 'Move I said' She tightened her legs around him pushing herself down further onto his cock. He groaned at the feel of her...so hot, wet...and made for him. He watched her face for any signs of discomfort and bit back a groan at the array of expressions that past across her face. Concern, Joy...Pleasure. He watched her mouth open in amazement as he moved his hips in small circles. 'Better?' he panted as he increased the depth of his thrusts. She nodded and bite her lip, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly her eyes burning with lust.
Harrie shifted in his grip as she started thrusting with him, the feel of him moving within her had been worth the moment of discomfort. This was amazing. She felt her peak coiling within herself and she tightened her hold on him, moving her hands into his hair and bringing his mouth to hers in a bruising kiss. Her back was hitting the door with each of his thrusts, his hands squeezing her hips tight enough to bruise, their movement causing shelves to rattle, the sound of their heavy pants and moans filling the room. The smell of his cologne, the heady smell of their sweat and coupling was even better, the sight of his silver eyes burning into hers, the taste of him... Sensory overload, it was all too much an anguished sob burst from her chest, then his thumb brushed against her clit again and she exploded.
Draco shuddered in response to the fantasy in his arms, his cock deep within her, her rosy breasts rubbing against his chest, the play of emotions playing across her face and it struck him that he was watching this girl... His girl...discover this pleasure for the first time. She was frantic, grinding against him. Her body moving so beautifully with his. Never in his fantasies had he imagined Potter would be like this. The possessive Slytherin he was growled louder as his own pleasure peaked, filling her with jet after jet pure ecstasy. They stood there panting into each other, sweat slicked bodies sticking to each other as they placed light kisses against one another. Their lips meeting, yet this time it was sweet and slow.
"Wow" Harrie murmured, she just had sex and she liked it! She bought her gaze down and gave the debauched looking Slytherin the biggest smile of her life! Fuck but did the just fucked look suit this guy or what! She grinned at him and brushed some sweat soaked golden hair back off his forehead.
Harrie watched as it seemed to dawn on Malfoy what they had just done, his grip suddenly loosened and Harrie had to catch herself against the door as he disentangled her legs from his waist. She flushed with embarrassment as he quickly started doing up his trousers without looking at her. He waved his wand and she saw his buttons return to his shirt and his clothing return to their former ordered state, he waved his wand again and she felt her own clothes repairing too. He wouldn't look at her.
'Malfoy?' He held his hand up forbidding her to speak and pushed her to the side, pulling the door roughly open and stepping out into the hall leaving her. Harrie stood there motionless unsure what to do now.
He couldn't bring himself to look at her. He knew if he did, he would be lost.
Draco Malfoy regretted many things that had happened in the last few years but none more than this...To have Potter be like that with him was too much. Why did it have to be that...perfect? He made his way quickly down the stairs, not halting his pace until he was in the Slytherin dormitories. Draco sat down on the edge of his bed and held his head in his hands his grip tightening painfully as he thought about what had just occurred. He looked up and saw his reflection in one of the mirrors and sneered at himself. You ruin everything, you don't get a happy ending, you don't deserve her, she'll hate you more now than ever, he thought bitterly to himself and suddenly couldn't take the sight of the man sitting there and threw everything on his bedside table as hard as he could at the mirror. Watching with grim satisfaction as it shattered breaking his image into pieces.
Harrie walked into the great hall and hurried forwards when Ron and Hermione waved her over to the empty space across from them. 'What kept you?' Ron said as he served her a plate of Shepherd's Pie.
Hermione suddenly jerked her head up and looked more closely at her friend. 'What happened?' She asked a frown marring her face.
Harrie flushed and muttered 'Nothing'
Ron stared at her in shock 'You've been with someone... you smell like a bloke'
'Harelayna Potter who have you been with?' Hermione couldn't help the grin tugging at the corners of her mouth at her friend's sudden guilty expression.
'Keep your voices down!' Harrie quickly looked around at the several parties who were currently very interested in what was passing between the three friends.
'Is it that one you spoke about the other night?' She said kindly and reached across the table towards Harrie. Harrie sighed in exasperation at her friend but nodded resignedly. Hermione let out a very girlish shriek that caused even more heads to turn in their direction.
'Oh! How did it go? Did it go how you thought? Was he kind? What was said?' Hermione uttered all this so fast Harrie had trouble keeping up. Ron looked between the two brunettes confused as to what had happened. 'What have you not told me?' He said his red brows coming together.
Hermione waved her hand at Ron and told him to shush, her eyes trained on Harrie.
'I stopped a fight and then he got mad at me and ...' She trailed off her face burning with embarrassment and remembered heat. Hermione could guess the rest and she pumped her hands into the air causing nearly all heads to turn in their direction. Harrie couldn't help but laugh at Hermione's reaction it was in some ways bigger than her own. Ron still looked confused and opened his mouth, but Hermione put her hand over his face and silenced him.
"Hermione we will talk about it later" Harrie tilted her head towards the curious faces of their fellow students who all quickly returned to their meals trying not to look like that had been eavesdropping.
Her friend huffed and sat arms folded, foot tapping in impatient anticipation.