Chapter 04
He was back in the room again.
Harry spun around fast to see if Hermione would be there again walking to him but this time he was alone. He began to look more closely at the different furniture and paintings in the room and came upon one painting of a very tall and rigid man with a flourish beard, that curled up on the sides, the man was standing in a field of grass with trees behind him, you could make out several bushes to the left of him and to the right was a pond in the distance. What made him very interesting for Harry was the fact that the man was wearing robes, not normal everyday wizard robes but robes in the colours of Gryffindor.
"Hello my good man" The painting suddenly went to life and the man in the picture bowed slightly at Harry who had stumbled 2 steps back from the shock.
"Hello sir" Harry whispered while his heartbeat slowed down.
"And who might you be? my young friend" The man asked as he looked at Harry with a smile.
"Harry sir, Harry Potter" Harry said while bowing slightly as the painting had done.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Potter", the man mused "I remember you now"
"You know me?" Harry asked.
"Why yes I do, I know both you and your friend" The man said.
"My friend Sir?" Harry was confused now "Who do you mean?"
"Her" The man said as he pointed behind Harry.
Harry turned slowly again and his eyes once again fell upon the almost nude Hermione walking around the table towards him, she was wearing the same bra and knickers from the last dream but this time she was slowly taking her hands behind her back as if to hide something from him.
Harry did not know what to do, he just stood there looking with very wide eyes.
The bra was released and it fell from down from her, agonizingly slowly, further and further down, until he could see the top of her left nipple and…
"UGH" Harry woke up with a jolt, as the sun shone into his eyes.
"What the hell is going on here?" Harry said a little unnerved as he got up.
Why was he dreaming of Hermione like that? he had no idea why that had started, and come to think of it, it began after he fled the Dursleys.
He took a shower since he had been sleeping in his clothes, and because of that and the dream and the sun, his clothes was drenched in sweat.
Walking down to the office he noticed Mary greeting a new guest and he remembered what he had asked her the evening before. Suddenly growing nervous again he walked up to greet her.
"Hello Mary" He said as he opened the door.
"Hey Harry" She said while looking at him curious. "Well?"
"What?" Harry asked. "Oh, oh yeah the date, well I thought we could go see a movie perhaps?"
"Sounds good to me" She said "but no horror movies, I hate those"
"Sure, we could just go down and see what they have, are there any theatres near here?" Harry asked.
"Yeah we have one just 5 streets off" She said, "We could go there tonight?"
"I'd love that" Harry said and blushed a little.
"Ok then, I am finished here at around 8 pm today, so just come down here at 8.15 pm, how does that sound?" She asked Harry as she put away the ledger.
"I will be here on the spot" Harry grinned and walked outside.
This was his first real good look at the place, it was not filthy as he had thought yesterday in the darkness of night, it was actually quite pleasant, the houses on the street at both sides of the motel were classy and nice, behind the houses there was a grand field were some children were playing soccer, Harry never really cared about that sport, he knew that a lot of people in England were crazy about it, he remembered even Dean Thomas was a fan of it and he smiled to himself of the memory of Ron discussing quidditch and soccer with Dean. He decided to take a walk around the neighbourhood, carefully avoiding the Grimmauld Place, you know, just in case.
Later on Harry got himself ready for the date and was now standing outside the office, the clock was 8.14 so he was on time.
"Hey Harry" Mary said as she came out of the office.
Harry was amazed at how beautiful she looked, she was wearing jeans that fit her perfectly and he could not stop himself from staring at her bum and how good it looked when she turned around to lock the door, she had on a nice shirt that showed her curves and Harry blushed at the sight of her almost visible breasts, she was not dressed as a whore or something like that, it was just that Harry had not seen someone dress like that before that his eyes just kept sneaking peeks at her bum and front, and when she turned to him to ask him a question he would blush badly and stumble over his words.
Finally they made it to the theatre and they decided to watch an action movie.
After the movie witch they both thought was a little over the top they walked back to the motel, talking about anything out of the ordinary, Mary expertly avoided talking about why Harry had decided to run away and he was grateful for her avoiding it.
When they came back to the office she turned to him.
"I had fun tonight Harry" She said in a low voice while looking down at the ground.
"Yeah me too Mary" Harry whispered as he himself looked up at the stars.
"Well maybe…maybe we should just say goodnight now?" She was actually blushing a little now and Harry could not stop himself from doing something stupid, he just took her hand and shook it.
"Thanks for tonight" He blabbered out and quickly backed away from her, with a surprised look on his face.
"Why did I just do that?" He thought as he looked at Mary, she herself had a slightly odd look in her eyes, she then smiled gracefully at him and walked in closing the door silently behind her.
Harry lay on his bed thinking about what he had just done, why did he not kiss her goodnight?, or just something better than shaking her hand, maybe a kiss on her cheek, anything would have been better, he could feel how embarrassed it had been and he still blushed thinking about it, it was a little weird though because he could swear that he had no control over his body at that precise time, it was as if something or someone other than him had extended his hand and shook hers.
Still feeling the blush on his face and thinking about the goodbye shake Harry slowly fell asleep in his bed.