Harry Potter Romance
Hint: This is for Humor, this is not REAL
I start mid-year in Hogwarts, right after final tests and right after Christmas Break. The Setting is Gryffindor Common Room
Harry felt a draft, like ice replacing the blood in his body. He had been sleeping, in the red arm chair large enough for atleast two. The draft had been there before, and he usually pulled the Gryffindor throw cover over him and let the lasting fire bathe him.
Harry waited for the chill to subside, yet it continued. It ripped through the seams of the afghan he had used and made his skin crawl. He stood up abruptly and, pulling the afghan to his sides, walked sleeply over to the common room entrance. The door was open.
This was uncommon, especially after many Hogwarts students left for the holidays, and Harry, Ron, and a couple others were the only Gryffindors left. Harry went back to the chair and reached for his glasses. As soon as he put them on, he put slippers and a robe on and went to the entrance again. It was then closed.
"Morning, Harry! Did you have a nice sleep?" Ron popped up from behind the sofa, cleanly dressed and satisfied.
"Ron, you gave me quite a scare! Did you leave the door open?" Harry looked at him confused and went to take a seat next to him.
"Well.yeah.but not intentionly." Ron smiled.
"Where were you? This early?" Harry adjusted to the couch and queried Ron.
"Oh, well, I guess you should know." Ron's eyes darted around and became fixed upon Harrys.
"What? Has something happened?" Harry became worried and another chill went up his spine, not from the cold, but from inner fear. He had experienced this before, when he came upon Fluffy for the first time, then Voldemort.
"I happened, Harry. I didn't know it, but I have." Ron started to laugh and then stared at the fire, leaving Harry Confused.
"Everyone happens, at birth, you know. What do you mean?"
"I mean that it happened, with me. And so did she.."
"Who?"
"You should know by now, Harry. Hasn't it dawned upon you that me an' her were more than just friends?"
Harry thought and then jolted off the seat..
Could it be? He thought.
"You mean..you and Fleur??" Harry felt a mix of anger and misery well up inside him, "Ron..but."
"No! Harry! Not Fleur! Hermione! I like Hermione and she likes me too!" Ron burst out.
Harry stumbled over himself and landed in the chair, head in hands.
Hint: This is for Humor, this is not REAL
I start mid-year in Hogwarts, right after final tests and right after Christmas Break. The Setting is Gryffindor Common Room
Harry felt a draft, like ice replacing the blood in his body. He had been sleeping, in the red arm chair large enough for atleast two. The draft had been there before, and he usually pulled the Gryffindor throw cover over him and let the lasting fire bathe him.
Harry waited for the chill to subside, yet it continued. It ripped through the seams of the afghan he had used and made his skin crawl. He stood up abruptly and, pulling the afghan to his sides, walked sleeply over to the common room entrance. The door was open.
This was uncommon, especially after many Hogwarts students left for the holidays, and Harry, Ron, and a couple others were the only Gryffindors left. Harry went back to the chair and reached for his glasses. As soon as he put them on, he put slippers and a robe on and went to the entrance again. It was then closed.
"Morning, Harry! Did you have a nice sleep?" Ron popped up from behind the sofa, cleanly dressed and satisfied.
"Ron, you gave me quite a scare! Did you leave the door open?" Harry looked at him confused and went to take a seat next to him.
"Well.yeah.but not intentionly." Ron smiled.
"Where were you? This early?" Harry adjusted to the couch and queried Ron.
"Oh, well, I guess you should know." Ron's eyes darted around and became fixed upon Harrys.
"What? Has something happened?" Harry became worried and another chill went up his spine, not from the cold, but from inner fear. He had experienced this before, when he came upon Fluffy for the first time, then Voldemort.
"I happened, Harry. I didn't know it, but I have." Ron started to laugh and then stared at the fire, leaving Harry Confused.
"Everyone happens, at birth, you know. What do you mean?"
"I mean that it happened, with me. And so did she.."
"Who?"
"You should know by now, Harry. Hasn't it dawned upon you that me an' her were more than just friends?"
Harry thought and then jolted off the seat..
Could it be? He thought.
"You mean..you and Fleur??" Harry felt a mix of anger and misery well up inside him, "Ron..but."
"No! Harry! Not Fleur! Hermione! I like Hermione and she likes me too!" Ron burst out.
Harry stumbled over himself and landed in the chair, head in hands.