Harry Potter had just fought a Dragon. A Bloody Dragon.
It was completely real too! Not a miniature figurine that he snatched from Dudley's trash. Not a figment of his imagination during his musings in the cupboard under the stairs. This was a real dragon, a living and breathing one.
Harry couldn't exactly say that he liked the experience. Considering that there was a very real chance that he would die, which in his defense happened nearly every single year that he spent at the damned school.
Harry could barley see Hermione's face through the growing crowd, she seemed more relieved about the end of his suicide-mission than Harry himself. Her scream of jubilation, when he had walked out of the arena unscathed was debatably louder than the dragon itself.
"HARRY!", called Hermione out waving for his attention from somewhere in the crowd.
"Hermione?!", yelled Harry as he finally recognized her golden brown mane in the crowd.
The subject of his interest was quickly pushed away once more by a bandwagon of rowdy Gryffindor's who were rushing towards him in jubilation causing him to lose focus on her.
"HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER!", the crowd erupted, chanting in symphony.
A striking contrast to a week earlier were he was unsure if they even noticed he existed or not as no one wanted to talk to him. He had on more than one occasion, double checked if he was under the invisibility cloak or not.
The only time they would speak to him, was to call him a good for nothing cheat.
Through the ocean of random faces, two tall wizards with flaming red hair strutted towards Harry. Splitting the crowd like Moses and the Red Sea.
"Harry that was brilliant", said Fred
"and cool", added George
"Fighting a bloody dragon? That is-"
"Impressive!"
"You are so very correct, my uglier twin!", exclaimed one of the twins.
"Your just jealous of my good looks", responded the offended counterpart
Was it Fred or George? Harry didn't know.. He couldn't tell them both apart.
"Look we are just REALLY sorry about what we"
"did and we apologize for being gits"
Fred and George finished off their rant by bowing down in an incredibly ridiculous fashion. Their noses almost brushed the floor.
Harry opened his mouth to respond to their apology before being interrupted
"I know your still angry at us... but we have decided that a little gift may help our case! Right brother of mine?", questioned George
"Yes! My less intelligent twin!", confirmed Fred
"Which is why we take honor in announcing you as-", began George as the entire hall emanated the sound of the beat of a dozen drums. Preparing the crowd for what is to come.
The drumming fastened as both the twins took a deep breath in.
"THE NOBLE AND RIGHTEOUS KING OF GRYFINDORR!", yelled the twins at the same time. The common room erupted in cheers as they welcomed the first king of the house of Gryffindor.
Harry began to blush as he tried to politely refuse the title. His pleas were of course interpreted as impressive acts of "humbleness".
"THE NOBLE AND RIGHTEROUS AND HUMBLE KING OF GRYFINDORR!", re-announced the twins with vigour.
"Potty, Doesn't have a Queen though. What sort of a king is he", bashed Seamus Finnigan who was still upset with the emerald eyed boy.
"Good point Fini! Brother, of mine. May you please ask the king for permission?", asked Fred
George spun towards Harry and bowed once more, "Oh Harold James Potter, The most Noble, Righteous and Humble of them all. Will you please provide us permission to abduct your Queen?"
"No- That's Ridiculous-, stammered Harry.
His voice of disapproval was dismissed by the older Weasley who had already taken off into the crowd like a maniac. "You've got to stop him! Fred", pleaded Harry
"No can do my Lord. It shall take a thousand trolls to conquer my savage brothers crave for chaos", answered Fred solemnly.
"Looks like you don't even have to wait Potter, he is already coming back!", yelled a random voice in the large crowd.
"I have got the QUEEN! I HAVE GOT THE QUEEN!", cried George. His voice shaking with respect and admiration.
'THE QUEEN IS HERE YOU FOUL LOWLY PEASENTS, BOW DOWN AND MAKE WAY FOR HER HIGHNESS", screamed Fred who was offended at the crowd's utter lack of respect for such a divine being.
"YOU PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW, GEORGE ARTHUR WEASLEY", scolded a posh voice.
Harry felt his face burn with a blush as he recognized the golden mane of hair, he had grown so familiar with over the last few weeks.
"I have received orders from the king for your abduction, oh fair and noble queen", responded George curtly
Harry stared dumbly as he felt a crown covered with red stickers and a large lion being placed firmly on his head.
"HARRY!", shrieked Hermione as she hurtled towards the Potter. Apparently George no longer fancied carrying the most beautiful and noble of them all, his shoulders were growing sore.
Harry caught Hermione in his arms, twirling her around in order to negate her inertia.
"I PRESENT TO YOU, CITIZENS OF GRYFINDORR! THE GREATEST HOUSE OF THEM ALL. YOUR QUEEN AND WIFE OF OUR KING! HERMIONE JANE GRANGER, THE NOBLE AND RIGHETOUS AND HUMBLE QUEEN OF GRYFINDORR!"
Hermione's face grew red as a tomato. Her brown eyes met Harry's green one's warily before snapping it to the ground. The twins had done the impossible, they had silenced the Brightest Witch of Her Age.
"Guys, Guys! Me and Hermione are NOT dating", clarified Harry. Who felt strangely disappointed with that statement.
"Oh well what is this I see brother?", pondered Fred
"Our King must be taken to Madam Pomfrey, he has clearly been poisoned with the curse of blindness!", suggested George
"I can assure you that Harry is not under any curses!", shrieked Hermione who hastily surveyed Harry's body in order to look for any injuries she may have missed.
"Oooo, touchy touchy!", cooed Fred
"Well I believe there is a new addition to the title!", sighed George
""THE NOBLE AND RIGHTEROUS AND HUMBLE AND THICK KING OF GRYFINDORR!", proclaimed the twins drawing in a round of applause
"Seriously, just kiss already. The way you both have been looking at eachother the entire night, seriously hurts", said Fred in mock despair
"Uh- Wha.. I see Harry as a friend? Righ-!", said Hermione.
"Are you sure about that Granger?", gushed the voice of Lavender Brown who looked smug standing next to Fred
"Yes I AM SURE, What are you even doing here anywa-", responded Hermione with annoyance reeking off her voice, before all the color drained out of her face as she saw what was in Lavenders hands.
Her Notebook.
THE NOTEBOOK
Lavender flipped to the last page of the book, showcasing it to everyone like a scripture provided by an ancient god.
Scribbles of Hermione Jane Potter, H.J.P, Hermione Loves Harry, Hermione x Harry, Harmony, Harmione filled the page.
"Harmony? Not a bad name! OUR HARMONIOUS ROYAL COUPLE!", intervened Parvati which caused the female population of the common room to giggle.
"Harry I can explain- Um Ahh", pleaded the brown haired witch.
"Hermione! Hermione! Please come here! Save me! Don't leave meee!", sang Dean Thomas out. His voice was high.
"That's what we have to listen to every single night Harry", said the dark skinned boy. "Right Neville?", this earned him a nod from the usually shy boy.
Harry began to blush brightly. Had he been saying that out loud while he was asleep?
Harry looked at his best friend of four years in the eye and for the first time, saw something else within those swirls of coffee brown and honey.
"Sire, we shall launch an invasion into the kingdom of the Slimy Snakes, Geeky Birds and the Clueless badgers under your command! Harry James Potter shall become KING OF HOGWARTS!", snarled Fred as he began painting war symbols into his skin.
"GUYS NO WAR!", pleaded Harry. His command was once again ignored.
"Brother, We can't do it", announced George as he placed restraining hand on a murderous Fred.
Harry felt a sense of relief. Finally someone was on his side!
"Yet."
All of Harry's hopes and dreams were burnt down at that moment.
"We need the blessings of the Goddess of Love! To ensure our victory! Maybe your not that stupid brother of mine?", said George amazed with his twins discovery.
"How do we receive the blessing though?", questioned Collin Creevy who had conjured spikes on top of camera in order to prepare for the war.
"A kiss... between the King and Queen!", cried the twins out
All eyes were now drawn towards the scared pair of teenagers, who were trying to slink out of the room. Harry cringed at being caught.
"Hey- Hey guys.. we don't have to do this", chuckled Harry nervously before trying to run out of the room.
"GET HIM!", yelled Seamus
Harry dodged nearly a dozen of his housemates, his superior seeker reflexes coming into use. He was near the door, he could taste freedom! He had done it!
Harry tripped over Neville's Frog, who seemed incredibly distressed by the unwanted interruption of his daily nap.
Fred and George grabbed Harry and pulled him over their shoulder. "Its going to be alright, my Lord! Just hang in there"
The twins cocked their head at Katie and Angelina who ran towards Hermione who had taken advantage of the chaos, trying to disappear up the stairs leading to the girls dormitory.
"Immobulous!", screeched Katie. Freezing Hermione in her place.
"That's my spell", muttered Hermione out with fury. It was hard to formulate words when your jaw couldn't physically move.
The girls began to brush and decorate the Queens hair with lily's and daisy's. Hermione did not like this.
Minutes passed before the bookworm was finally relieved from her constraints, she looked dumbfounded at how her hair looked. It looked more wavy, than bushy now and fell like soft ringlets on her back.
"I might ask them to do this every day", thought Hermione before biting her tongue. She was Hermione Granger! She didn't care about superficial things like an individuals appearance! Plus, it would cut ten minutes from her reading time.
Sadly, Fred and George did not find the same luck. They struggled to pull the brush out from within Harry's messy locks.
"We give up!", announced the twins simultaneously leaving the poor brush in Harry's raven hair.
Harry felt relieved for a second time, maybe they had finished now. The sooner it ends the better.
Harry James Potter, however was wrong. He should have known.
The Weasley Twins began unloading multiple bottles of deodorant on their suffocating King.
"Fool me once shame on you, Fool me twice shame on me"
Harry rubbed his red eyes as his vision slowly returned, he expected to see the flaming red hair of the twins.. he wanted to murder them. He was instead met with a sight that made his heart jump, Hermione stood before him with her hair tamed and framing her face perfectly. She looked like she came out of a painting.
Harry looked at her dazed as he struggled to find words.
"Hi", he squeaked out at a confused Hermione.
"KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS", chanted the crowd with giddiness
"Uhm, ahh", whispered Hermione
"Yes, haha", he responded
"Lets just get this over with, your okay with that right Harry?", huffed Hermione as she pouted at him.
"Ye-Yea.."
"Good", purred Hermione.
Harry felt his lips collide with Hermione's. Which felt soft and plump under his own. His hands automatically latched onto her hair, quickly followed by a smaller one on his own. He knew it was just supposed to be a peck, but he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. She was just... Perfect.
That was the last thought that ran through is mind before he felt her tongue slip into his mouth, which drew a squeak of approval.
The crowd whistled at the two who ravished each other unabashedly.
They broke apart from their kiss before grinning at each other cheekily.
"Perhaps, I should keep my hair like this", muttered Hermione pointing at her tamed hair.
"And maybe I should keep this comb on my head, too!", exclaimed Harry as he gestured at the wooden comb which stuck loftily on his head.
This remark caused the duo to fall into a fit of laughter, with their arms around each other. Reveling at the vibration caused by their fit of laughter.
All was well, for the King and Queen of Gryffindor.