Harry and his Brainy Girls

Harry and his Brainy Girls

By: Sheltie

I don’t own Harry Potter at all

Chapter 14: Hannah Abbott

Hannah sat fidgeting with the hem of her robes. She couldn’t believe she let her best friend, Susan, set her up on a blind date. Susan told that her she’d like this guy a lot and that he’d be her dream come true. Now, usually she’d trust her best friend with her life, but horror stories of blind dates clouded her mind and she feared what Susan had set her up with. So here she sat in a private booth in Three Broomsticks waiting for her date.

“Sorry I’m late, but I had to get away from Ron.”

Hannah looked up to find herself staring at Harry Potter. Her mouth went dry and her heart started to beat very fast.

“Are you alright Hannah, you’re not mad at me are you?” Harry asked worriedly.

Hannah shook her head furiously.

“Good, I hate to have my date mad at me so early” Harry said smiling.

Hannah had no idea what to do. Here she was sitting with the boy she had daydreamed about during the day and dreamed about at night. And her dreams would definitely be labeled naughty whether day or night.

“Are you alright Hannah, you’re awfully red?” Harry asked worriedly.

Hannah shook her head furiously again.

“I’m fine Harry, I’m just surprised that you’re here” she said finally speaking.

“Where else am I supposed to be?” Harry asked confused.

“Um, well, Susan set me up on this date and well, you showed up here and well um” Hannah said stumbling.

Harry smiled.

“Susan set you up and Neville did the same to me. I guess we have our friends to thank then” he said.

“Uh, yeah I guess” Hannah said shyly.

“Well since this is a date let’s get it started” Harry said flashing his lopsided grin.

Hannah nodded, but was still quite nervous.

The date went smoothly, well as smoothly as a first date can go. Neither spoke a whole lot to each other, but they did chat a little. They learned a bit about each other, which made them realize they liked one another’s company.

Hannah came from a pureblood family, but her family wasn’t a prominent as some others. She still wore her hair in plaits like she did when she was a first year. Susan had been her best friend since first year too. She was a very shy girl and didn’t speak a lot. Harry found this shy trait endearing. Most of the girls that tried to get a date with him were over amorous.

Hannah liked Harry, she was first in awe of as a first year and in second year she like a good majority of the school thought he was Slytherin’s heir. But she changed her tune when Harry’s best friend, Hermione Granger was attacked. But like every girl in school they drooled at the sight of him. Heck, they had shrines of Harry Potter in their dorms. She wasn’t one of them, but she had seen them.

“So, is it true what they say about Hufflepuffs?” Harry asked.

“What’s true?” Hannah asked curiously.

“That you are demons in the sack” Harry said.

Hannah, who had been drinking her butterbeer spewed it all over Harry.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that” she said quickly.

Harry chuckled as he waved his wand to dry himself.

“So is it true?” he asked.

Hannah’s blush was epic as she tried to form coherent sentences, but they came out jumbled and squeaky and very hard to figure out.

“Come on Hannah, you can tell me. I can keep a secret. Besides, Neville always has a big smile on his face whenever he comes back from a ‘study session’ with Susan” Harry said.

Hannah still had no idea what to say.

“Well since you won’t answer, maybe I can get my answer this way,” Harry said smirking.

Before Hannah had any clue to what Harry was doing. He moved to her side of the booth and pulled her into a very passionate kiss. She felt her toes curl, clouds part, and a choir of heaven’s angels sing. When Harry pulled away Hannah was glassy eyed.

“Well I was hoping for a better response than you just laying there like a statue,” Harry said pouting just slightly.

Hannah’s brain was still not firing, but some odd instinct hit her when she heard Harry’s disappointed tone. She wanted to prove him wrong. So what she did without her mind even working, but her body was, she lunged at Harry pulled him into what could be called a Dementor’s kiss without the sucking of a soul. When they parted this Harry’s hair was messier than before and his glasses were askew.

“Well that was more like it” Harry said smirking.

Hannah’s brain took this as the time to reengage. And when she realized what she had done she blushed bright red from embarrassment.

“Come on, I think we should get to know each other better” Harry said as he pulled a few galleons from his pocket.

Hannah just followed Harry out since she had no other choice as he took her hand. Not that she felt like fighting anyways since Harry was holding her hand that send pleasure signals to her brain.

The two ended up late for the evening meal that night, but both were very happy and Hannah had to definitely find a way to thank Susan.

End