Chapter 18 - Harry Sleeps
"Harry?" said Hermione, after knocking on his Head Room door. There was no answer. "Harry," she tried again and still there was no answer from Harry or anyone else who could've been in that room. She knew he was in there. She could feel it…
As if it were the most natural thing to do, Hermione turned to check the doorknob. Surprisingly, it was unlocked. She slowly pushed the door open with a small creek and peered inside. She saw Harry lying on the bed and Hedwig stood at his desk, fast asleep, her head under her wing.
Hermione crept over to the side of Harry's bed, first glancing at Hedwig and noting how cute she looked, then looked down at Harry with a somewhat disappointed look on her face. She sighed sadly. She thought about what she was going to do as she hugged the one of the books he had given to her for Christmas to her chest. How was she going to thank him now?
She could easily thank him later, but she really insisted on telling him now. Harry deserved, not only a thank you, but also an apology from her stupid actions and yelling at him for who knows what; however, she really didn't want to wake him either. Harry shifted in his sleep, which startled Hermione a bit and she held her breath. Would he retaliate for her yelling at him just like when he had snuck in her room?
Staring down at him, she watched Harry in his sleep. He looked like he was in a very comfortable snuggling position under his blanket that was covering him from the neck down. You could see the blanket rise and fall with every slow steady breath he took. Hermione shook her head sadly; whether she liked it or not, she was going to have to talk to him later. When that was, she didn't know.
"I'm so sorry Harry…" whispered Hermione apologetically, as if he could hear her. "I've been so stupid. I hope you can forgive me…" Harry still lay in his bed, unaware of anything going on around him.
"Good night Harry," sighed Hermione sadly, turning around and helping herself out the door, still hugging the book to her chest. It was too bad Harry didn't hear him, but a certain white and nocturnal creature did…
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Hedwig, who had heard the door creak open, popped open one eye to look who the intruder was. She discreetly kept her eye open at bay, occasionally closing it when Hermione looked her way, to see what she was up to.
Hermione wasn't in the room for a very long time, but she was in long enough for Hedwig to hear every single word Hermione had said.
"That Hermione," Hedwig thought to herself. "Knows where her heart stands… if only she knew who it was… and he sleeps right in front of her." Hedwig shifted warmly in her spot, hoping that Hermione didn't see her.
"Oh Harry," thought Hedwig again. "If only you could see Hermione now…" Just as she herself left the room and closed the door behind her with a small click…
A/N: Yes yes I know, it's a very short chapter and I apologize for that. From now on (hopefully), the story should pick up from here. And maybe a little treat on things to come so if you don't want to be spoiled, don't scroll to far down…
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As the story progresses…
There will be a Valentines Day Dance…
Harry will speak to his new younger friend…
Hermione will finally see all… how? Let's just say there's a magical way… that Secret's of Potions: Made Easy wasn't mentioned in the story or no reason you know…