Harry Potter H&Hr Fluff Collection

III

Relax, Will You?

N.E.W.T.s were known to make the common Hogwarts student skyrocket to madness due to countless nights studying making them even madder than ever. Harry, however, was not as mad as some of the other students. He kept his cool by trying to follow the schedule Hermione gave him ages ago

“Just like every year” said Hermione that morning when she gave Ron's and Harry's schedules “I'm doing this not just because I want you to pass but because I love you both” she smiled “It will be kind of grieving if I saw you two failing”

The dialogue played in Harry's head as he chuckled while flicking a page in his Standard Book of Spells, Grade 7. It was true, Hermione wanted to help Harry and Ron passed because she's their best friend. She has always watched their back ever since. She would do the wrong things for the right reasons.

Harry took out his wand and started sliding the tip across a sentence at the book as he read

“The Protean Charm is a very highly complex spell that can cause any item to change at your own command” said Harry

The Protean Charm. How could Harry forget? He remembered three years ago that Hermione explained what this charm can do. Speaking of Hermione…

Harry heard the sound of groaning. He put his book down to look across the common room. He smiled as he saw Hermione looking agitated as she studied behind her stacks of books on the hearth rug beside the fireplace.

It was only them in the common room. Ron left ages ago since he felt sleepy memorizing on important Quidditch events. Not wanting to disturb her, Harry studied at the corner of the common room. This suited him well since Hermione would make glares at the nearest person she saw. Hermione may have become a sweet girl through the years but when in study mode, Voldemort might have a new rival.

“Where's my quill?” Harry heard her mutter irritably as she started searching her workplace not asking Harry if he saw her quill “Where is it?” she said loudly as she stood up.

Harry was about to ask if she need help but he closed his mouth when he saw Hermione shove some books out of the way making them fall on the hearth rug as she muttered continuously “Where is my quill?”

Harry saw her look under piles of parchment, between books, under notebooks, etc.

“Where is it!?” she said angrily as she scratched her head with irate “I bet Harry has it” she added irritably “I remembered the four-eyes holding it”

“Ahem” said Harry quietly

Hermione jumped and looked at his direction. Her cheeks turned pink as she looked at him with a serious yet guilty look

“Oh” she said “I didn't see you, Harry” she moved a strand of hair to the back of her ear as she started arranging some parchment papers “Er… sorry you had to see me like that” she added looking a bit embarrassed

“It's okay” said Harry closing his book “I would do the same thing if I lost my quill. But I think I wouldn't be keen to call my friends names behind their backs, would I?”

Hermione bit her lower lip

“Sorry” she muttered “I was just paranoid”

Harry stood up and started walking to her. Since he was closer, he saw Hermione's polo shirt sleeves rolled up, her red and gold tie was mismatched and her bushy brown hair was wild than before

“You need to relax” said Harry as he stopped right in front of her “C'mon, it's been a while since I saw you smile. Smile for me”

Hermione sighed as she forced a smile

“That's better” said Harry cupping her cheeks looking at her “You look prettier with a smile than a frown” he added putting his hands down

Hermione blushed sitting down as Harry sat down beside her

“Oh, there's my quill” said Hermione picking up her quill from under the table “Now I can continue studying” she reached for her book

But Harry held her hand

“Hermione, I said relax a bit. I know the exams are close but there are some times we have to let it go for a while” he said putting her hand down on the table's surface

Hermione sighed

“You're right, I think I need time to relax”

“You need a butterbeer?” Harry asked

“I need one” Hermione said pulling her black robes which were hanging on her chair “No wait, two. If you have some that is”

Harry pointed his wand at his bag and said

“Accio Butterbeer!” he said

Then several bottles started zooming to them. The bottles then landed on top of the table

“Where did you get these?” said Hermione taking a swig

“I forgot to remove them from my bag when we went to Hogsmeade yesterday. Lucky for us though” said Harry drinking his butterbeer

“Yeah” said Hermione getting another bottle

“Er - be careful” said Harry as Hermione emptied the contents of her second bottle “They say butterbeer can make you drunk if you drink too much. Remember Winky?”

Hermione nodded as if she didn't took a thing Harry had said

Harry watched in awe as Hermione drank her eighth bottle. She started hiccupping

“Hermione? Are you fine?”

Hermione took a deep sigh and started laughing quietly

“I'm fine, Harry. I just never felt happy for the past few days” she said

Harry nodded looking worried and unsure

Hermione started hiccupping as she stood up. Walking to the girl's dormitories

“Hermione” Harry asked “Will you be alright?”

“I'll be fine” she hiccupped

Then all of a sudden, instead of walking, she collapsed on the couch. Harry ran to her to check if she's alright but he was surprise that she was fast asleep. She was clutching on to a throw pillow while she smiled peacefully

“Hermione?” Harry said

Hermione didn't answer which lead to the fact that she was indeed asleep. Harry didn't want to wake her so he moved his stuff to the table she studied at so he can keep an eye on her while he studied.

Time passed and Harry scratched his eyes which were itchy of tiredness. He took a glance at Hermione who was still sleeping but she had a small smile on her face

As if she was awake, Harry smiled back at her as he continued. Then, while biting on the edge of his quill reading Standard Book of Spells, Grade 7, he saw something fluffy looking poking out of Hermione's bag. Curious as always, Harry walks to it and pulls it out to reveal a brown teddy bear with a checkered bow around its neck and two black dotted eyes. Harry's face turned from curious to amusement as he looked from the teddy bear to Hermione. Why would a seventeen year old teenage girl have this one lying around her bag?

Then Harry looked at Hermione again. She was still sleeping. Harry walked to her, placed the teddy bear inside her arms. He watched as she hugged it tightly

“Ah, Snuggles” she muttered groggily hugging it tightly making Harry smile at the sight of Hermione acting so girly

Harry went back to studying then when the clock struck the one o'clock hour Harry called it a night and went to Hermione to wake her up so she can go up to her dormitory

“Hermione” Harry said shaking her shoulder slightly “Wake up”

Then Hermione opened an eye. She looked so tired, sleepy and groggy that she didn't know if she was dreaming or not

“Oh, Harry…” she said sleepily as she pulled his robes to her giving him a deep kiss on the lips. Harry's eyes widened as he saw his best friend kissing him with her eyes closed with a dreamily look. Hermione pulled back and as if nothing happened she went back to sleep

Harry was shocked at what happened. Hermione just kissed him! What does that mean? Was it just the butterbeer?

Harry sat down beside her head. He woke her up again. Hermione stood to a sitting position and before Harry could say anything, Hermione crawled to him and wrapped her arms around his torso as she rested her head on his chest with her teddy bear between the two of them its head popping out from her right side of the arm.

Harry smiled gingerly and patted her nervously on the back of her head. There was a long pause then…

“You told me to relax” Hermione muttered groggily as if she was talking in her sleep

Then she drifted off to sleep while Harry looked at her with a grin on his face

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