6th Year Surprises

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! J.K. Rowling does! If I owned Harry Potter I would have way better things to do then to write this fanfic! EXAMPLE: Sit in a hot tub full of diamonds (‘cuz I would be sooo damn rich from sellin’ all those books!) and rose petals with Harry, and then all he’s wearing is that Speedo… and I notice just how big he is blush and I get really turned on… I look him up and down and see how sexy he is… and I could tell he wants me by the look he’s giving me… the burning lust in his shining emerald green eyes… and then we…
Oh shit, sorry blushes uhh… I’m back to the real world now… well ummm… that’s not happening for a few reasons:
1. I don’t own Harry Potter!
2. If I did own Harry Potter, he’s still Hermione’s man!
3. Whether I own Harry Potter or not, he’s Hermione’s man either way!
Well yeah, this is a pretty freekin’ long disclaimer, so I think I’ll get onto the Author’s Note lol!

A/N: Hey y’all! Sorry for that little “fantasy” I had goin’ on back there! winks I do wish it was real… well anyways! I hope I’m gonna be able to update this chappy a little faster than the last one, but the last one was really really long, over 9000 words, so that’s why lol! Well yep, here’s the next chappy! Please R&R!

Chapter 9:
Is It Really True?!

In the Teachers’ Lounge…

Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, and Rubeus Hagrid were impatiently waiting for Remus Lupin and Albus Dumbledore to return from the Gryffindor Prefect rooms. The three professors couldn’t imagine what was taking Albus and Remus so long to get back. It had been over an hour since they had left, and no one had heard from them.

Snape looked around the room at the other two professors, with his usual cold glare.

“I suppose anyone who goes up to the Gryffindor Prefect rooms doesn’t come back,” Severus said, a smile curling on his lips at the thought that Harry and Hermione were going to get caught.

“What’s takin’ ‘em so long,” Hagrid said, voicing the question.

Minerva looked over at Hagrid and shrugged.

The three professors waited in silence for the other two to return. It felt like hours until they heard the doorknob turning. McGonagall, Snape, and Hagrid all jumped up at the same time to their disappointment when they realized that it wasn’t Dumbledore and Lupin that walked into the room.

“What’s all the excitement?” Madame Pomfrey exclaimed.

“Oh, it’s you,” Hagrid said, frowning, as the rest of the professors sat back down in their previous seats. Madame Pomfrey walked over to the sofa and sat down.

“Is anyone going to tell me what’s going on?” she said loudly, wanting an answer.

“Oh, we’re waiting for Albus and Remus to come back,” Minerva said unclearly.

“Come back from where?” Poppy asked, getting impatient.

“The Gryffindor Prefect rooms,” Minerva continued giving Madame Pomfrey short answers.

“And…” she pressed on.

“And what?” McGonagall asked her.

“I’d like to know what’s going on!” Poppy exclaimed once again.

“Oh, right, sorry, we’ve just been waiting for so long already… Severus, you tell her, you were there when it happened,” Minerva explained.

Snape rolled his eyes, but gave into repeating the story for Madame Pomfrey.

“Oh, fine… well, last night, I was doing my normal rounds around the castle to make sure there were no students were out of bed, and I was in Gryffindor Tower, and I heard…” Snape coughed, “… well, sounds,” he continued.

Poppy Pomfrey raised an eyebrow, “What kind of sounds?” she asked curiously, feeling left out that she didn’t know about it sooner.

Minerva looked up, “Well… sounds… you know what kind of sounds!” McGonagall exclaimed, refusing to say it straight out.

“Oh… those kind of sounds,” Poppy said, leaning in as she motioned for Snape to continue his story.

Severus rolled his eyes once again, “Minerva, you can tell the rest,” he said, becoming annoyed.

“Oh, alright, well then, a couple hours ago, the three of us, including Remus and Albus were sitting here, discussing the usual topics, with the same thought in the back of all our minds, when Rubeus here, brought it up, which caused us to become even more curious about what was going on,” Minerva began her explanation.

“What’s with all the suspense? Just tell me what’s going on!” Madame Pomfrey said loudly.

“Have yeh noticed that Harry ‘n Hermione are gone?” Hagrid said, seeing that McGonagall wasn’t going to finish the story.

“Err… well I haven’t seen them, but I never paid much attention to it, since I’ve been in the Hospital Wing most of the time,” Poppy stated, becoming even more confused than she had been earlier.

“Well, they’re the Gryffindor Prefects, and they haven’t been anywhere they were supposed to be, and we haven’t seen them at all in the Great Hall at meals,” Minerva started explaining again.

“Oh dear… and Severus heard… uhh…” Madame Pomfrey coughed, thinking out loud, as she put two and two together.

“Well, yes,” Minerva said, making it all clear for Poppy.

“So, Albus and Remus have gone where exactly?” Madame Pomfrey asked, wanting to know exactly what was going on.

“They went to the Gryffindor Prefect rooms to see if Mr. Potter and Miss Granger are up there, and by the amount of time that Albus and Remus have been gone, either they are up there, or they got lost, most likely the first one,” Minerva said, giving all those in the room a stern look.

“Oh dear, I expect better from Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger! Should we go up and see what’s going on?” Pomfrey suggested, slightly shocked by the news.

“I’d rather not,” Severus stated coldly, “Like I said before, I am not prepared to see Potter’s shlong, and we all know it’s up there,” he continued, smirking.

“Severus, I have told you already, that is completely inappropriate!” Minerva said, angrily.

“And I have told you already, it’s inappropriate, yet it’s true, and speaking of Potter and Granger, I’m sure I heard a distant scream not more than a few minutes ago,” Severus stated, coolly, his lips curling into a smile.

“Oh dear, are you sure about all of this? Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger? This is so hard to believe!” Madame Pomfrey whispered, slightly shaken by this.

“Yes, Poppy, we’re almost positive, we also found it hard to believe, but there’s no other logical explanation,” Professor McGonagall explained.

There was a slight moment of silence, and everyone was deep in thought. Professor Snape was simply sitting and staring into nothingness with a smug look on his face. He had always hated the Granger girl, but he could never get anything on her, and now, finally there was something she had done wrong. Snape smiled to himself. One of his cold, satisfied smiles.

Just then, Albus Dumbledore and Remus Lupin entered the Teachers’ Lounge where the rest of the professors were curiously awaiting the information that would be brought back to them.

“So…” Severus Snape started coldly, “Have you found what I specified you would?” he continued, as all the professors noticed the dazed look on Professor Lupin’s face and a little bit of an extra twinkle in Albus Dumbledore’s eye.

“Oh yes,” Lupin laughed nervously.

Minerva McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

“Really?” she asked sternly, “I’m going to have to have a talk with Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger when I get the chance,” Professor McGonagall continued strictly.

“Albus, have you stopped their nonsense for the time being?” Minerva asked seriously.

“They’re teenagers, let them have fun, Minerva,” Albus said, calm written all over his face as always. The same calm that Professor Albus Dumbledore was known for having in even the most desperate and serious moments.

Professor McGonagall stared at him, shock written all over her face.

“This is serious Albus! It won’t be just fun anymore when Ms. Granger is carrying Mr. Potter’s child!” McGonagall said, not believing what Albus was saying, “How could you say a thing like that? You’re their headmaster!” Minerva yelled, giving him a death glare.

“They’re responsible kids, you said it yourself, this is Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger, there shouldn’t be any problems. And if you were there seeing what Remus and I were seeing, you wouldn’t have stopped them either,” Albus explained seriously, then chuckled as he remembered how badly Harry wanted them to leave.

“Really? And why is that?” Minerva continued angrily.

“Because Minerva, the way that they love each other and care for each other is beyond anything else I’ve ever seen,” Professor Dumbledore stated truthfully.

“Fine Albus, if you’re sure, but I’m warning you that nothing too good can come out of this,” Minerva said with the same sternness.

“Let Potter and Granger shag all they want, as long as we don’t have to see it,” Severus continued coldly.

Madame Pomfrey looked as though she was about to pass out at any moment.

Albus chuckled, “Oh, hello Poppy, I see you have joined us,” he said cheerfully.

“What did you see?” she said, almost too quickly, she had refused to believe what was happening until now. The other professors had already had time to let it sink in, but she hadn’t known anything about until only a few minutes ago.

Remus grinned widely, as he sat down in his previous seat and Albus did the same.

“Remus, this is not a laughing matter!” McGonagall scolded him.

“Oh, that’s what you think, that was… hmm… how to describe it, I’m not sure… possibly the most amusing thing I have ever seen in my life!” Remus exclaimed as he laughed.

“What can possibly be so amusing about this situation!” Minerva continued to scold him.

“Oh, many, many things Minerva… many, many things,” Remus whispered, a wide grin plastered across his face.

“Like…” Professor McGonagall spoke strictly, and as though she was challenging him.

Lupin burst into laughter, “Like… a-a, thong… on… th-the door… a-and…” Lupin gasped for breath, laughing harder than he had in a long time.

“A-and… th-the l-look on Harry’s f-face wh-when she…” Remus said, laughing too hard to finish his sentence.

“Oh, I must admit, it really was greatly amusing,” Albus admitted, smiling slightly, as his eyes twinkled brighter.

Lupin slowly stopped laughing as everyone stared.

“Oh, Albus, I must ask you before I forget,” Lupin said, matter of factly, “About that spell, is there one?” he asked, curiously, and almost desperately.

“Well, Remus, I don’t think so, I believe that the size we are meant to have, is the size that we are meant to keep, and it shouldn’t be changed,” Albus stated, wisely.

“B-but… Harry… how come he got eight inches and not me!” Lupin asked, becoming desperate.

All of the Professors’ eyes widened.

“Eight inches! Oh, dear!” Madame Pomfrey whispered to herself.

“Remus, that is an inappropriate topic to be discussing!” Minerva began angrily, “But, err… how do you know that sort of information?” she asked, becoming slightly curious.

Lupin burst into laughter once again, “Well, naturally I would be curious, so I asked them, and at first they didn’t want to say anything, but Hermione made clear that it really ‘turned her on’ and then when Harry desperately wanted us to leave, I told him that I wouldn’t leave until they told me and it just kind of flew out of his mouth,” Lupin said in about two breathes before he burst out laughing again.

“How did he, you know, say it?” Poppy asked, curiously.

Albus just sat there looking back and forth between Remus laughing, and the wide eyes of the other professors.

“Well, he kinda just said it, like it was no big deal, I could tell he wanted us out, so he just said it really quick, like ‘It’s eight, ok?’ and I was just shocked so I just had to ask, so I said ‘Inches?’ and Harry just said ‘Yes, Inches,’ like in the tone of voice like he didn’t care what he was saying, he was just angry with us still being there, you know?” Lupin laughed harder at the thought.

“So, he really is, eight inches, he wasn’t lying!” Madame Pomfrey exclaimed, as party a question, but more of a statement, as her eyes widened more.

“What’s with this sudden surprise about Potter’s shlong? We know it’s been there forever, and I don’t want to hear more!” Snape exclaimed, with slight envy in his voice.

“But, eight inches, Albus? Are you sure? Is that even possible?” Minerva whispered, finding it hard to believe.

“Yes, Minerva, it is possible, and Remus and I are positive, it was clear by the manner Harry said it, that he was completely serious about it, and that he was being truthful,” Albus said, “Now, that’s the end of this discussion,” he said calmly, “Remus, if you have further questions about this, you may ask me later, but I am sure I will have no way to give you exactly what you want,” Albus stated, ending the conversation.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and it was obvious that all the professors wanted to say something else, and it was obvious that they all had second thoughts about the information they had received, but no one dared to say anything, after Dumbledore had clearly ended the conversation.

Hagrid had obviously had little to say about the whole situation, so he was barely involved in the conversation.

Minerva McGonagall sighed, and decided that it would be okay to return to the previous conversation.

“Albus? Do you really think it’s all right to let Mr. Potter and Miss Granger do this? Even if they are in love, there are still consequences to their actions,” she asked quietly, breaking the silence that seemed to last hours, but was really only minutes.

“Yes, Minerva, I am sure about this,” he said calmly, “They are both responsible enough to know what’s right for them, and I will not stop them from doing what’s right, they are truly in love, I haven’t seen pure love like this since Lily and James, and I am not prepared to say one word to them to stop them from doing anything,” Albus continued calmly.

Minerva sighed, she knew that the love between Harry and Hermione was special, but she didn’t want to believe that two of her best students were doing something like this.

“But Albus, Lily and James didn’t do things like this,” she retaliated, but still spoke quietly.

Albus chuckled.

Minerva’s eyes widened at the new bit of information, which was clear from the way Dumbledore had reacted.

“When?” she whispered.

“When they were about Mr. Potter and Miss Granger’s age,” Albus said, still chuckling lightly.

Remus’ eyes widened, “Whoa, whoa, too much information!” he exclaimed.

Albus chuckled once again, as his eyes shined with excitement at the thought of the two teenagers that were Harry’s parents, but his laugh quickly subsided as all the professors thought of their death.

The room once again fell silent, for the third time that night. All the professors thought silently to themselves about the current situation they had with Harry and Hermione, and it was clear to all of them that Harry and Hermione were truly in love.

The love that they felt for each other was the deepest, purest, most passionate feeling that existed in this world. They felt safe as long as they were together, and they felt that when they weren’t together, life wasn’t worth living at all.