6th Year Surprises
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Harry/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
19,009
Reviews:
24
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Conversations
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter!
A/N: The story gets waaayyy more interesting in this chapter.
Chapter 4:
Conversations
After everyone ate, Harry and Hermione took the Gryffindors up to the Common Room and showed them when their dormitories were, and from there they walked together to the Prefect Common Room, and to their rooms. The Prefect Common Room looked exactly like the Gryffindor Common Room, but smaller.
“Harry I want to talk to you,” Hermione said before they each went into their rooms. Harry nodded, “Fine, so lets just go into one of our rooms, and check out the rooms,” Harry said. The prefect rooms had a connecting door, so they would be able to visit each other’s rooms. Harry decided that he would go to Hermione’s room with her, and she would tell him what she wanted and from there he would continue to his room. Harry and Hermione entered her room and were surprised at how beautiful it was.
The room looked wonderful. There was a king sized bed against the middle of the wall, right across the room from where Harry and Hermione walked in, and on either size of the bed there were nightstands with lamps on them. The nightstands were elegant and were made out of dark brown wood, with lacquer. There were two windows in the room, one right next to each nightstand. If one were to look out the windows they would see the most amazing view of the lake. Past the lake, one could see mountains, and trees, and stars… millions and millions of stars.
On the right side of the wall next to one of the windows, in the corner, was a sofa, which was crimson just like the carpeting and the bed sheets. There was a desk on the other side of the room, right across the room from the bed. The desk was matching the nightstands, made out of the same wood. There were two doors that you could see from inside the room. One of the doors was located on the wall next to the desk, which was the entrance to the room from the hallway, and the other door was located in the middle of the wall that was between the two walls that had the bed and the desk. This door would lead to Harry’s room. Next to that door was a bookshelf, again made out of the same wood, and across the room from the bookshelf was a dresser, again made out of the same wood. The dresser had three long drawers going across, and on top there was a big mirror against the wall.
The outside of the mirror was framed with that same kind of wood, to match everything else in the room. Next to the dresser there were two different mirrors that slid to the sides. When the mirrors were moved to the sides, there was the closet. The carpeting in the room was crimson red, and so were the sheets on the bed, which were made out of silk. The walls were crimson, just like the carpeting, and the ceiling was enchanted, just like the ceiling in the Great Hall, and last but not least, there was a beautiful carpet, which looked exactly like the Gryffindor crest hanging on top of the bed. The room looked absolutely amazing!
After Harry and Hermione got over the excitement of the gorgeous room, they began to talk. “Harry, well basically what I wanted to say is thank you,” Hermione started slowly. “For what?” Harry asked confused. Hermione laughed, “See, you’re so nice, you don’t even realize that I owe you more than one thank you already,” she said. Harry raised an eyebrow, “You don’t owe me anything,” he replied. “Yes, I do, I should have said thank you earlier. You stood up for me when Malfoy called me a mudblood, and when Ron said I had a bush on my head, and you’re always so understanding,” Hermione explained. “Oh, for that! Don’t worry about it Hermione, I’ll always be there for you. It was no problem, I didn’t really even realize,” Harry smiled. “See I told you, you’re too nice,” Hermione laughed. Harry smiled, “Well I wouldn’t be nice to you if you weren’t nice to me. Hermione, anything I do for you, isn’t even close to how many things you did for me. I owe you a million “thank you”s. Mione if you think about, I’d probably be dead if you weren’t always here for me,” Harry continued.
“Harry what are you talking about?” Hermione asked. “Well, you’re always there for me, whenever I face Voldemort, you’re always ready to do whatever you can to help. You were there in First Year, Second Year, Third Year, you were waiting for me in Fourth Year, and if you weren’t there for me in Fifth Year, I would’ve probably committed suicide already. And Mione, you never just wanted to be my friend because I’m “The Famous Harry Potter” or whatever, all that crap, you liked me because I was me, and you and Ron are basically the only people who like me for me, but Ron hasn’t helped me even close to as much, you being here with me has kept me alive,” Harry was staring into her eyes, just poring out all his feelings, and Hermione was close to tears.
“Harry, don’t say things like that, you’re making me sound ten times better than I really am,” Hermione started. “That’s not true, words can’t describe how great you are. You’re always helping me out. Mione, you’re being hard on yourself. You’re the smartest witch in Hogwarts, you know that, and at the same time, you’re caring, and open minded, and you’re nicer than anyone else I’ve ever met, and you’re always ready to help anyone with whatever they need, and you’re beautiful,” Harry smiled at her, trailing off, still gazing into her eyes. Hermione was now in tears, and she just didn’t know what to say, “Harry, you’re so sweet,” she whispered. Harry shook his head, no, “I’m just telling the truth,” he whispered back.
Hermione threw herself onto Harry, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close to him, trying to comfort her. Hermione hid her face in his neck, and Harry could feel her warm tears on him. “Mione don’t cry,” Harry whispered, as he stroked her hair. Hermione sobbed softly, “Well what you said to me was so sweet, Harry, I’ve never had anyone say anything that sweet to me before,” Hermione whispered. “Well every word I said was true, Mione,” Harry whispered back. He could feel her smile, “Harry, you’re so wonderful,” she said quietly. “Mione, you’re more wonderful then I’ll ever be,” Harry replied. Harry felt Hermione shake her head, and whispered, “Let’s not argue about it,” as he stroked her hair softly, and ran his fingers through it.
“Harry, kiss me…” Hermione whispered so quietly that Harry could barely even hear her.
A/N: CLIFFY! Hehe! Well, tell me what you guys think! Please Review!
A/N: The story gets waaayyy more interesting in this chapter.
Chapter 4:
Conversations
After everyone ate, Harry and Hermione took the Gryffindors up to the Common Room and showed them when their dormitories were, and from there they walked together to the Prefect Common Room, and to their rooms. The Prefect Common Room looked exactly like the Gryffindor Common Room, but smaller.
“Harry I want to talk to you,” Hermione said before they each went into their rooms. Harry nodded, “Fine, so lets just go into one of our rooms, and check out the rooms,” Harry said. The prefect rooms had a connecting door, so they would be able to visit each other’s rooms. Harry decided that he would go to Hermione’s room with her, and she would tell him what she wanted and from there he would continue to his room. Harry and Hermione entered her room and were surprised at how beautiful it was.
The room looked wonderful. There was a king sized bed against the middle of the wall, right across the room from where Harry and Hermione walked in, and on either size of the bed there were nightstands with lamps on them. The nightstands were elegant and were made out of dark brown wood, with lacquer. There were two windows in the room, one right next to each nightstand. If one were to look out the windows they would see the most amazing view of the lake. Past the lake, one could see mountains, and trees, and stars… millions and millions of stars.
On the right side of the wall next to one of the windows, in the corner, was a sofa, which was crimson just like the carpeting and the bed sheets. There was a desk on the other side of the room, right across the room from the bed. The desk was matching the nightstands, made out of the same wood. There were two doors that you could see from inside the room. One of the doors was located on the wall next to the desk, which was the entrance to the room from the hallway, and the other door was located in the middle of the wall that was between the two walls that had the bed and the desk. This door would lead to Harry’s room. Next to that door was a bookshelf, again made out of the same wood, and across the room from the bookshelf was a dresser, again made out of the same wood. The dresser had three long drawers going across, and on top there was a big mirror against the wall.
The outside of the mirror was framed with that same kind of wood, to match everything else in the room. Next to the dresser there were two different mirrors that slid to the sides. When the mirrors were moved to the sides, there was the closet. The carpeting in the room was crimson red, and so were the sheets on the bed, which were made out of silk. The walls were crimson, just like the carpeting, and the ceiling was enchanted, just like the ceiling in the Great Hall, and last but not least, there was a beautiful carpet, which looked exactly like the Gryffindor crest hanging on top of the bed. The room looked absolutely amazing!
After Harry and Hermione got over the excitement of the gorgeous room, they began to talk. “Harry, well basically what I wanted to say is thank you,” Hermione started slowly. “For what?” Harry asked confused. Hermione laughed, “See, you’re so nice, you don’t even realize that I owe you more than one thank you already,” she said. Harry raised an eyebrow, “You don’t owe me anything,” he replied. “Yes, I do, I should have said thank you earlier. You stood up for me when Malfoy called me a mudblood, and when Ron said I had a bush on my head, and you’re always so understanding,” Hermione explained. “Oh, for that! Don’t worry about it Hermione, I’ll always be there for you. It was no problem, I didn’t really even realize,” Harry smiled. “See I told you, you’re too nice,” Hermione laughed. Harry smiled, “Well I wouldn’t be nice to you if you weren’t nice to me. Hermione, anything I do for you, isn’t even close to how many things you did for me. I owe you a million “thank you”s. Mione if you think about, I’d probably be dead if you weren’t always here for me,” Harry continued.
“Harry what are you talking about?” Hermione asked. “Well, you’re always there for me, whenever I face Voldemort, you’re always ready to do whatever you can to help. You were there in First Year, Second Year, Third Year, you were waiting for me in Fourth Year, and if you weren’t there for me in Fifth Year, I would’ve probably committed suicide already. And Mione, you never just wanted to be my friend because I’m “The Famous Harry Potter” or whatever, all that crap, you liked me because I was me, and you and Ron are basically the only people who like me for me, but Ron hasn’t helped me even close to as much, you being here with me has kept me alive,” Harry was staring into her eyes, just poring out all his feelings, and Hermione was close to tears.
“Harry, don’t say things like that, you’re making me sound ten times better than I really am,” Hermione started. “That’s not true, words can’t describe how great you are. You’re always helping me out. Mione, you’re being hard on yourself. You’re the smartest witch in Hogwarts, you know that, and at the same time, you’re caring, and open minded, and you’re nicer than anyone else I’ve ever met, and you’re always ready to help anyone with whatever they need, and you’re beautiful,” Harry smiled at her, trailing off, still gazing into her eyes. Hermione was now in tears, and she just didn’t know what to say, “Harry, you’re so sweet,” she whispered. Harry shook his head, no, “I’m just telling the truth,” he whispered back.
Hermione threw herself onto Harry, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close to him, trying to comfort her. Hermione hid her face in his neck, and Harry could feel her warm tears on him. “Mione don’t cry,” Harry whispered, as he stroked her hair. Hermione sobbed softly, “Well what you said to me was so sweet, Harry, I’ve never had anyone say anything that sweet to me before,” Hermione whispered. “Well every word I said was true, Mione,” Harry whispered back. He could feel her smile, “Harry, you’re so wonderful,” she said quietly. “Mione, you’re more wonderful then I’ll ever be,” Harry replied. Harry felt Hermione shake her head, and whispered, “Let’s not argue about it,” as he stroked her hair softly, and ran his fingers through it.
“Harry, kiss me…” Hermione whispered so quietly that Harry could barely even hear her.
A/N: CLIFFY! Hehe! Well, tell me what you guys think! Please Review!